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

Su Jie ignored Jiang Yue'er's answer, released his grip, and glanced at the hundred kneeling female disciples.

The smile was still on his face, but the temperature in his eyes had dropped to freezing.

"What are you all doing?"

His voice wasn't loud, but it was like a bucket of cold water poured over the female disciples' heads, abruptly stopping their whispers.

The few people who were whispering to each other quickly lowered their heads, their shoulders trembling slightly.

Su Jie pointed to Jiang Yue'er standing beside him, his tone suddenly rising:

"Look at your Senior Sister Jiang, that's what you call the best employee of the year."

In just one month, he mastered 10,086 new pieces of knowledge.

And what about you? Look at yourselves, what are you all? Trash.

Kneel down properly, everyone. Today I'm going to test what you've learned over the past month.

If I spot anyone not studying diligently, they'll be expelled.

He paused, a slow grin spreading across his face, a dangerous glint in his eyes: "Come on, everyone get ready, I'm going to do a spot check."

Jiang Yue'er stood aside, completely bewildered.

Employees? Spot checks? Dismissals? And what about the motivational pep talk he mentioned before?

She glanced at Su Jie, then at the kneeling female disciples, and a sense of foreboding crept into her heart.

Su Jie walked up behind the nearest female disciple, patted her shapely buttocks, and laughed:

"Come on, you go first. Show me what you've learned this past month."

The female disciple bit her lip, her cheeks flushed, but she did not hesitate.

She bent down and began to demonstrate the "knowledge" she had learned over the past month.

Su Jie nodded and shook his head intermittently, giving her encouragement as he spoke:

"Good, you've improved."

Then they came up behind another person, saying the same things in the same tone:

"It's your turn. I hope you improve more than her."

The female disciple took a deep breath and did as instructed.

One by one, Su Jie conducted random checks on each of them.

His expression was serious, and his tone was professional, as if he were really testing some profound skill.

Although the female disciples blushed, none of them dared to be perfunctory; they performed every action meticulously.

Jiang Yue'er stood aside, dumbfounded.

She looked at Su Jie's so-called spot check, and then at the female disciples of the Nine Holy Temples who were diligently learning new knowledge.

Her mind went blank, and then an extreme anger surged into her heart.

Are you saying and doing the same thing?

That's absolutely scum.

Didn't you say that Jiang Rou'er hasn't touched a woman since she disappeared?

Didn't you say you'd endured it for many years?

Didn't you say that I am your Daoist partner, your only one?

What's the deal with these female disciples? Are they also your Daoist partners?

A thought suddenly flashed through Jiang Yue'er's mind: Could it be that he lied to me earlier?

He told me he had no other women and that he only loved me, but it was all a lie.

So what he and I did in that month... wasn't that something only couples do?

Does he see me as the same as these female disciples?

Just "employees"? Just people who need a "motivation boost"?

Her heart sank suddenly, as if she had been pushed off a great height and plunged into an abyss.

She thought she was special, and that he deeply loved Jiang Rou'er, which is why she tolerated and cooperated with him in every way.

She thought that as long as she played "Jiang Rou'er" well, she could control him and turn the tables.

But now she realizes that she might not even be considered "special".

She took a deep breath, suppressing the surging emotions, and looked up at Su Jie's back, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

That bastard, which of his words is true?

She stood there numbly, watching Su Jie "check" one person after another.

Her gaze swept across the faces of the female disciples, changing from initial anger to bewilderment, and from bewilderment to numbness.

She could no longer distinguish what she was looking at, nor could she distinguish how she was feeling.

Until she saw Liu Xinyue.

Liu Xinyue knelt in the last row, her face pale, her hands gripping the hem of her skirt tightly, her knuckles white.

When Su Jie walked up to her, she suddenly raised her head, her eyes filled with hatred and stubbornness.

"Don't touch me." Her voice was hoarse, as if it were being squeezed out from deep in her throat.

Su Jie raised an eyebrow, said nothing, but simply put his hand on her shoulder.

Liu Xinyue's body stiffened abruptly, and she raised her hand to slap him.

Su Jie loosely gripped her wrist, his tone indifferent: "Looks like you're looking for death?"

Liu Xinyue bit her lip, tears welling up in her eyes, but she stubbornly refused to let them fall.

She stared intently at Su Jie, her eyes blazing with hatred.

Su Jie didn't urge her, he just watched her quietly, his grip neither too strong nor too weak, yet she couldn't break free.

Time passed slowly, and Liu Xinyue's shoulders trembled. Her fingers gripped the hem of her skirt tightly, and her nails dug deep into her palms.

Finally, she closed her eyes, tears streaming down her face, lowered her head, and whispered as if in a sigh, "...I'll learn."

Su Jie released her hand, patted her head, and said with a hint of satisfaction, "That's more like it."

Liu Xinyue bent down and began to demonstrate the "knowledge" she had learned in the past month.

Her movements were awkward and stiff, as if she were enduring great pain, until they became skillful.

Her face was expressionless, her eyes devoid of light, like a puppet whose soul had been hollowed out.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Yue'er felt her long-suppressed emotions erupt like a volcano.

She felt a sweet taste in her throat, and a mouthful of blood spurted from her mouth, splashing onto her moon-white dress in a shocking manner.

She bent over, gasping for breath, tears streaming down her face.

She didn't know why she was crying; all she knew was that her Dao heart was collapsing, crumbling into dust bit by bit.

Su Jie walked over, his eyes filled with heartache. He reached out and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, then turned to look at the kneeling female disciples, his tone tinged with emotion:

"Look, this is the outstanding employee I was telling you about, working tirelessly and forgetting to eat and sleep."

In just one month, he learned 10,086 kinds of spiritual practice from me.

"And you guys? I just checked you all. You're barely passable, far from excellent."

He took out 10086 high-grade cosmic crystals from the system space, held them in his palm, and the dark golden light reflected on Jiang Yue'er's pale face.

His voice was so gentle it could melt water: "Rou'er, here, this is your reward, 10086 high-grade cosmic crystals."

Every time you unlock new knowledge, you'll be rewarded with a high-grade cosmic crystal. Aren't I good to you?

Jiang Yue'er stared at the top-grade crystal and the pile of high-grade crystals in his palm, her mind going blank.