The fairy's inner demons are amazing!

Chapter 5, Grade A

outside the house.

Throughout the entire Qiying Garden, all the servants and slaves had been driven out by Liu Siying under various pretexts.

At this moment, there are only three people in this huge garden that covers an area of ​​more than three acres.

Liu Siying stood beside the artificial hill. Despite the bright sunshine, her face was as gloomy as a deep, cold pool. For her daughter's future and for the sake of her current life of wealth and luxury, she could only helplessly tolerate the lowly servants taking advantage of her.

Her face was as pale as paper, and she couldn't help but lament her youthful ignorance, which had now brought this misfortune upon her daughter.

She mentioned that she would take her daughter's place.

Anyway, she's no longer that pure and innocent person. At worst, she can just consider it as being taken advantage of by a pig and letting that little servant get the benefit. She can teach him martial arts and keep the secret.

But one sentence from the servant almost choked her to death.

"Does Madam really think that with your used and promiscuous body, you can compare to the flawless beauty of Miss Six? I'm not stupid; why would I give up this tender and fresh cabbage for an old scallion?"

You son of a bitch, you're the old scallion, your whole family are old scallions!

Thinking of this, Liu Siying became furious.

As she walked to the pond, she even felt a little insecure, gazing at her reflection in the tranquil water with a sense of self-pity. Was she really getting old?

……

Since this room is a reception room, there is no bed inside. Apart from a few chairs and some necessary facilities, there is only a tatami mat.

Two and a half hours later.

As the sun set, its brilliant afterglow shone through the window, illuminating Ye Yin's fair and rosy face. She looked as if bathed in holy light, yet the abuse by the stable boy beside her added a touch of broken and desolate sorrow.

Ning Xiuyang rose from the couch, then opened his arms, glancing back at Ye Yin, who was holding a smooth, fair body, her almond-shaped eyes still filled with tears and a hint of hatred. He raised an eyebrow and said, "What's wrong? You're always busy enjoying the service of your servants, but you don't know how to serve others?"

One must admit that this body, having undergone cultivation, is incredibly resilient.

Ye Yin had no choice but to suppress her anger. She swung her fist viciously at Ning Xiuyang's back, and before he could look at her again, she immediately composed herself, stood up with a cold expression, and walked over. As she stepped barefoot on the floor, she frowned slightly. A slight pain made her think to herself: This bastard looks so thin and small, not even as tall as my chin, yet I could send him flying with one hand. How can he be so strong?

Is he really just a horse feeder?

This guy is putting all the effort he usually puts into tending to horses into himself.

With doubts lingering in her heart, Ye Yin, like a wronged woman, picked up Ning Xiuyang's clothes and clumsily dressed him.

The strong smell of horse manure made her wrinkle her nose frequently.

"I need to take a bath, then I'll cultivate. With your talent, Miss Six, wouldn't it be a disgrace to you to be my teacher?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Yin scoffed, seemingly having finally found a way to strike back. She immediately retorted sarcastically, "You think just anyone can cultivate? Without the right foundation, you'll only ever linger at the threshold of cultivation your entire life!"

Ning Xiuyang naturally knew that cultivating martial arts required innate talent and bone structure. Having been in the Divine Sword Manor for so long, he was very clear about these basics.

Mentioning this matter, he couldn't help but feel uneasy. Without the necessary talent, finding his sister and seeking revenge would be even more difficult!

Thinking this, he remained outwardly calm, glancing flippantly at Ye Yin, lifting her chin with his hand, and saying with a smile, "Sixth Miss, you are mistaken. Could it be that I was merely loitering at your door just now?"

"You... Hmph, shameless scoundrel!" Ye Yin blushed and angrily slapped Ning Xiuyang's hand away.

This guy... not only broke down the door, but even spat in the inner room. He's absolutely despicable!

Ning Xiuyang wasn't annoyed. Seeing the beauty's angry expression, his face hardened, and he said seriously, no longer frivolous, "Test my bones. I want to see what kind of bone structure I have!"

Seeing him suddenly become serious, Ye Yin was taken aback, but immediately a smirk welled up in her heart. She immediately reached out and put her hand on Ning Xiuyang's shoulder, her five fingers joined together and she grabbed him tightly, pulling him down his arm to his wrist. A surge of energy entered Ning Xiuyang's body through her fingertips.

Before Ning Xiuyang could react, she suddenly let go, then leaped forward and grabbed his other arm in the same manner.

Next are the spine, thighs, and other areas.

Ning Xiuyang was stunned for a moment. The sharp pain from where Ye Yin's fingers had touched him made him grimace. This sixth young lady, who had just seemed as delicate as a willow branch, allowing him to torment her at will, now had a soft hand that felt like it possessed a thousand pounds of strength, scraping across his body like an iron clamp. The skin and flesh offered no cushioning; the pain went straight to his bone marrow. He couldn't help but exclaim, "Damn it, does bone cutting hurt this much?"

He strongly suspected that Ye Yin was using the bone-testing as an excuse to secretly retaliate against the force he had used on her earlier.

But he needed to know the outcome, and could only let her have her way.

Now that she has a weakness that can test her own strength, she can also use it to take revenge on herself.

Ye Yin did indeed have this thought in mind. She had just been tormented by this little servant to the point of almost losing her strength. If it weren't for her profound strength, she would not have been able to endure his humiliation for two and a half hours.

But as she felt her bones, the more she touched them, the more terrified she became.

I am only at the second-grade level of aptitude. Looking at the entire Ye family, and even Qinzhou City, the only one who can surpass me in terms of aptitude is my eldest sister, Ye Qingxian, who has already entered the Jixia Academy for cultivation.

The others who were hailed as the chosen ones were no better than him, or even slightly inferior.

But this kid... his bones are tough, and the major meridians attached to his bones are unobstructed. Although his blood and qi are weak, his tendons are like a coiled dragon, and there are no blockages in his major acupoints. This guy's aptitude... is at least Grade A, and it is very likely that he is one of the best Grade A, just like his elder sister Ye Qingxian!

If his comprehension and martial arts talent catch up, and his understanding is stronger, and he has access to all kinds of cultivation resources, I'm afraid his future achievements will not be inferior to those of his eldest sister, Ye Qingxian.

hiss……

Ye Yin gasped in shock.

Wasn't this little servant's family ruined and his family destroyed?

Such good potential is wasted on selling oneself into slavery.

"How old are you?" Ye Yin couldn't help but ask, her eyes filled with complex emotions and helplessness as she looked at Ning Xiuyang.

Ning Xiuyang blinked and said, "Didn't you just see that?"

Ye Yin immediately felt a chill run down her spine, her face flushed red as she rolled her eyes and spat, "You really are a stable boy! You can't expect anything good to come out of a dog's mouth. I'm asking how old you are!"

"Eighteen years old (actual age), nineteen years old (traditional age)!"

"What's the difference?"

Ning Xiuyang grinned and said, "Eighteen is based on my mother giving birth to me, and nineteen is based on my father giving birth to me."

Ye Yin was taken aback, rolled her eyes, and, too lazy to say anything more, turned around angrily and picked up her clothes to put them on.

She couldn't help but feel secretly pleased. If it had been a few years earlier, this kid might have had some potential, and with the right resources, he might even be no weaker than her. The best age to enter the path of martial arts is between thirteen and fifteen years old. Too young and the bones are too brittle and easy to get injured; too old and the bones close up, making it difficult to achieve anything. But it's not absolute. After all, innate talent only determines the upper limit of martial arts. Even a martial artist with poor innate talent can still make a name for himself in the path of martial arts as long as his talent and comprehension are excellent enough.

Ye Zhenxiong, the father and master of Shenjian Villa, only had a talent level of C-grade.

This kid was actually above Grade A, which made her a little jealous. Comparison is the thief of joy. But the good thing is that he started practicing martial arts too late, so his future prospects might not surpass hers.

"How is my physical constitution?" Seeing that Ye Yin didn't speak, Ning Xiuyang wasn't annoyed. He walked over and patted her buttocks, asking with a smile.

Judging from the girl's expression, he probably has some talent; even if it's not great, it's definitely not too bad, otherwise she wouldn't react this way.

However, she needs to specify the exact rank herself.

Ye Yin slapped his hand away, rolled her eyes, and said irritably, "Utterly terrible, hmph, a piece of trash."

She was unwilling to tell him that this little servant actually had a first-class physical constitution.

Upon hearing this, Ning Xiuyang's expression changed slightly.

Seeing the fierce look on Ning Xiuyang's face, Ye Yin's heart skipped a beat. Worried that he might reveal his secret due to his lack of cultivation talent, she quickly reassured him, "It's not that you can't cultivate. Your aptitude is already poor, and you're too old. I can't guarantee your future. Wait here for me, I'll go get you a cultivation manual and teach you how to get started!"

The feeling of having her weakness exposed drove her crazy, yet she was helpless.