High Martial Arts: Gains one point of health per second, sweeping across the heavens.

That jerk of a man, he really knows how to cause trouble!

On the first day, she could still grit her teeth and curse him to be childless, but on the second day, all that was left was a listless muttering in her heart.

On the third day, she didn't even have the strength to curse anymore. Only one thought remained in her mind: How many more tricks does he have up his sleeve? When is this over yet?

The key is that Su Jie can always find a plausible reason.

This move is called "Yin and Yang Intercourse", that move is called "Dragon and Tiger in Harmony", and another move is called "Heaven and Earth Reversal".

She even had to call him by his nickname "Daba," and she felt like she was dirty and unclean inside and out.

He explained in a serious tone, and she cooperated through gritted teeth. Eventually, she couldn't even tell whether he was humiliating her or really teaching her some long-lost skill.

In one month, she learned the specific details of 10086 kinds of knowledge, but she wished she hadn't learned anything at all.

Jiang Yue'er took a deep breath, suppressing the surging emotions, and raised her head, her face already regaining its cool and aloof expression.

But the blush on her earlobes and her slightly trembling fingertips betrayed her.

She tried to erase those thirty days from her mind, but those 10086 kinds of "new knowledge" seemed to be engraved deep in her soul, and she couldn't get rid of them no matter what.

However, now we should let him buy himself a lifetime membership, right?

The tide is about to turn! Su Baba, your death is imminent!

She bit her lip, trying to figure out how to start the conversation in a way that wouldn't seem forced.

Su Jie spoke first, his tone languid as if he were talking about something trivial:

"Rou'er, you've done a great job this month and have the potential to become an outstanding employee. I've been giving you a pep talk for a whole month, now it's time for you to go and give the other employees a pep talk too."

Jiang Yue'er looked puzzled. What employees? What motivational stuff?

Su Jie didn't explain, but put his arm around her waist and waved his hand.

In the void, chaotic mist dispersed to both sides, and a huge dark golden longsword slowly emerged from nothingness.

On the sword, hundreds of women dressed in thin white dresses were kneeling in neat rows. The white dresses were as white as snow, and there was nothing under the dresses.

They lowered their heads, their long hair hanging down, as obedient as a group of domesticated white rabbits.

However, Bai Zhi did not appear among the disciples. Su Jie had already completely hidden her, as she would be of great use later.

Jiang Yue'er's pupils suddenly contracted. Aren't these all female disciples of the Nine Holy Temples?

Some were junior sisters from the Heavenly Maiden Temple, some were honored disciples from other temples, and there were even a few she could name.

The person kneeling at the very front, with a face as pale as paper, was Liu Xinyue.

A descendant of the elders of the Celestial Maiden Temple, she had previously arranged for the Five Wheels of Eternity to lurk in the shadows.

Didn't Su Jie say he would kill her? What's she doing here?

Fortunately, only a very few people in the Heavenly Maiden Temple knew about Jiang Rou'er's situation.

At least none of the people present knew, and she could explain that Jiang Rou'er was her former name.

Jiang Yue'er secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but then she suddenly thought of an even more critical problem.

Were they hiding nearby just now?

So, did they hear it all month?

Her mind went blank!

For the past month, she thought it was just her and Su Jie.

Did these people hear all those sounds, those gasps, and the shame she swallowed through gritted teeth?

Her gaze swept sharply across the faces of the female disciples, the admiration and respect she had shown when she first saw her gone.

Many of them were staring straight at her, their lips curled in undisguised mockery.

It was an expression she had never seen on these people's faces before, like the gloating look of someone who had once been high and mighty falling into the mud.

One of the junior sisters from the Heavenly Maiden Temple never even gave her a second glance.

At that moment, her junior sister was looking at her with an indescribable gaze, as if she were watching a good show, or as if she were saying: So you've finally met your match.

The other female disciple next to her, from the Temple of Ten Thousand Laws, made no attempt to hide her true feelings, her mouth practically stretched to her ears, her eyes full of mockery.

The Daoist of the Heavenly Maiden Temple, the holy fairy who caused countless young masters of families to lose their fortunes, the woman who was always high above and arrogant, actually had this side to her.

She was held down by a man for a whole month, and she still foolishly cooperated.

A few of the bolder ones even whispered to each other, their voices not loud, but Jiang Yue'er's primordial spirit heard them clearly.

"So that's what Jiang Daozi's voice sounds like."

"She acts so aloof all the time, but behind everyone's back, she's more proactive than anyone else."

"Did you notice? She even begged him to be gentler."

Every word was like a knife, stabbing into Jiang Yue'er's heart, leaving her bloodied and mangled.

She bit her lip, her nails digging deep into her palms, her knuckles turning white.

A wave of shame, rising from the depths of her soul, erupted like magma, burning her so intensely she trembled.

She wanted to kill people, to tear everyone's mouths apart, and to erase all their memories.

But beneath this anger and shame, a deeper question arose, like a thorn stuck in her mind, impossible to remove.

wrong.

Wasn't she his Daoist partner? Wasn't she the lover he had lost and found again? Wasn't she Rou'er, whom he had waited for for so many years?

The affairs between Daoist couples should be private, belonging only to the two of them.

Why did he let these people watch? Why didn't he shield them? Why did he put her in front of these people...?

Jiang Yue'er's pupils contracted slightly.

A thought flashed through her mind: he did it on purpose.

He deliberately let these people hear it, deliberately let them see it, deliberately made her lose face in front of these people.

But why? Doesn't he deeply love Jiang Rou'er? Would someone who deeply loves another humiliate her like this?

Her heart sank. No, that's not right.

He wasn't humiliating Jiang Rou'er; he was humiliating her.

He wasn't treating these people as an audience; he was using them to... prove something.

Does it prove she belongs to him? Does it prove she can never go back? Does it prove that from now on, she will never be able to hold her head high in front of these people?

Her mind was in turmoil. She didn't know why Su Jie did this, but she knew that from this moment on, she no longer had any authority in front of these people.

The Daoist disciple of the Heavenly Maiden Temple, the one whom countless people looked up to, the one who was high above and arrogant, Jiang Yue'er, had become, in their eyes, a pitiful wretch who was held down by a man for seven days and seven nights and still foolishly cooperated.

She took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing the shame and anger that was about to overflow, raised her head, looked at Su Jie, and her voice, though clear and cold, trembled slightly with barely suppressed emotion:

"You...you let them all see? Why? Aren't we...aren't we Daoist partners?"

Su Jie looked at her with a smile, reached out and ruffled her hair, as if coaxing a child:

"These employees are a bit disrespectful. You stay here and keep an eye on them. I'll go punish them and show you the Su family's rules."