On the second floor of the bamboo building.0

Chen Ping'an was seated with his legs crossed and his fists pressed against his knees, panting heavily as blood dripped down from his face onto the ground.0

Thankfully, one of the properties of the bamboo building was that it was essentially a giant Cleansing Talisman, so there was no concern about his blood leaving any stains.0

However, he had heard that the little girl in pink came to scrub the floorboards of the second floor with her little water bucket in hand every single day, and as a result, she was the only "outsider" permitted to enter the second floor.0

The first session of sparring had drawn to a conclusion, and its outcome was apparent from the contrasting physical conditions of Chen Ping'an and Cui Cheng, the first of which was barely recognizable, while the other hadn't even broken a sweat.0

This outcome was nothing out of the ordinary, but things still felt a little strange to Chen Ping'an. In the past, their sparring matches had been nothing more than a case of him enduring one-sided beatings, but this sparring match seemed to have placed more emphasis on honing his techniques and fist intent. 0

Occasionally, Cui Cheng would even stop for a while to provide instruction to his fist techniques. As for whether Chen Ping'an was in any state to hear his advice and whether he possessed the ability to commit the advice to memory, that didn't seem to matter to Cui Cheng.0

"Do I not need to have my body, three immortal souls and seven mortal forms refined?" Chen Ping'an couldn't help but ask.0

"If I've taught a child how to use chopsticks, will I need to teach them again at a later age? Are you that stupid, or am I that blind to have picked such an idiot as my student?" Cui Cheng scoffed.2

Chen Ping'an was rather suspicious of this answer. Refinement of purity was a process that had to be carried out at every tier for martial artists, and it was different from Qi refiners after obtaining an immortal secret technique as they were generally taught the basics by their masters before cultivating on their own.0

Cui Cheng didn't seem to want to discuss this matter extensively, and he changed the subject as he asked, "I heard that you often like...0