Mu Jianling, the teacher herself, profoundly exemplified the meaning of a ruthless extractor. She followed around closely; whenever she caught Ji You showing even the slightest hint of laziness, she’d promptly lift her foot for a swift kick to the buttocks. Her methods were more vile and brutal than those of the Little Robot.
Ji You, cradling her aching butt, scurried away dispiritedly.
The Little Robot’s assaults were becoming fiercer and quicker than before, probably because Mu Jianling had just readjusted it and increased its speed—
Ji You was in agony beyond words, she could only grit her teeth and endure, trying to find an opportunity to counterattack.
Activating disruptions ten times in an hour, is that really possible?
Ji You’s best record was only five times in an hour, as was the case in the previous hour’s training session, where she succeeded with five out of six Spiritual Silks.
Nonetheless, how could she know she wouldn’t succeed without trying?
During the following time, aside from running away, Ji You didn’t engage in any superfluous attacking moves. Instead, she focused on commanding her six Spiritual Silks, particularly on controlling them individually. The well-fed Spiritual Silks turned out to be quite obedient. She managed to issue six disruptions with the six silks, and all were successful.
And—Ji You found that the past few days spent practicing with the Little Robot were not fruitless. Her running speed and response sensitivity were clearly improving day by day. Her grasp and usage of spiritual power had also progressed, unlike before, when she was utterly clueless. Now, whenever she wished, she could distinctly sense the existence of Spiritual Silks in this Virtual Space.
Previously, the Spiritual Silks were elusive—she had no idea where they were hiding or what they were up to...
She used her current Spiritual Silks to construct a Soul Device, what kind of effect would that produce? Would there be a 100% success rate?
The more Ji You thought about it, the more excited she became.
Her face got punched once again.
Holding her cheek, Ji You looked resentfully at Mu Jianling and said, "Teacher, since you can adjust the speed, why not simply prohibit the Little Robot from hitting my face?"
Mu Jianling displayed no signs of guilt as she replied, "Sorry, that’s the Little Robot’s personal preference, not within my job scope."
Rendered speechless for a moment, Ji You dared not express her anger but stealthily muttered under her breath, "I think—that’s your personal preference."
Sharp-eared, Mu Jianling caught the comment. Her gaze turned fierce as she said ominously, "You’re four short!"
Ji You hastily fled for her life.
All six silks had been used once, and they were utilized in batches, at different times. Ji You noticed that after their use, the bodies of these giant pythons hadn’t changed; they were still thick and bulky...
But they appeared to have lost some of their vitality. After aimlessly slithering about for a bit, they began to slowly sink and sprawled on the ground, pretending to be dead one by one.
Could it be—that these six silks would only work if there was something in it for them?
Ji You, not wanting to believe it, immediately ordered the thickest silk to attack the Little Robot. However, the Spiritual Silk lazily lifted its head and turned towards Ji You. Even though its head was bare and devoid of a nose, eyes, or mouth, somehow Ji You just knew it was begging for food.
The message was clear:
Work only comes with food.
This damned thing, no wonder it had grown so fat. Could it be that the Butterfly Honey she had been feeding it was just making them gain weight?
"You wait and see!" Ji You growled inwardly, "Anyone who dares to slack off won’t get any goodies from me ever again!—None! I’d rather throw it away or pour it out than give you a single drop!"
All six silks perked up their heads at once.
Ji You silently declared, "This time, I’m going to use a Big Move and show that damned annoying Little Robot what’s what! Listen up, I’m going to launch 6 attacks at once. Any of you who can’t keep up, get the hell out of here right now!"
strands of Spiritual Silk shot out at once, aiming for the Little Robot. Ji You immediately commanded, "Hold on, wait for my orders. Starting with the Boss, take turns and attack only the Little Robot’s core! Got it?"
The 6 strands stood tall and proud, their figurative heads held high...
All this confrontation between the strands and Ji You, as well as the words she spoke, took place within her Spiritual World, unseen by outsiders. Even someone as powerful as Mu Jianling was unable to clearly perceive what was happening.
The human Spiritual World had always been enshrouded in mystery. Even with the advancement of technology, humanity still couldn’t fully decipher it.
Mu Jianling saw Ji You’s expression suddenly intensify; her entire aura changed dramatically, and even more so, a mysterious pressure spread around the area, palpable even to someone with a mighty spiritual power like Mu Jianling herself. Her tens of millions of Spiritual Silk strands started to become restless...
Apart from Mu Jianling, Shen Changqing and Yue Qiyuan, both with S-level mental power at the training ground, also perceived something unusual and curiously turned their attention in this direction.
Mu Jianling calmed her own Spiritual Silk, her interest thoroughly piqued, and began to observe the situation closely. She then noticed Ji You had already launched the first attack, her slender elbow striking the Little Robot’s head, and with another surge of pressure, the robot’s electronic eyes flickered out.
Mu Jianling’s pupils contracted. Just a few days earlier, she thought Ji You’s idea of using a limited spiritual power threshold to continually disrupt, 8 times, 10 times, 100 times, even 120 times... was nothing but a pipe dream...
She never expected to have her face slapped just one day later.
That face-slapping couldn’t be louder!
Although she didn’t reach 10 or 8 or dozens of times, she had indeed succeeded!
Mu Jianling, containing her inner excitement, concentrated her spiritual power to examine Ji You’s mental state. Although she couldn’t see the specifics inside, she could roughly understand Ji You’s mental exhaustion.
Mu Jianling’s Spiritual Silk was fiercely snapped back.
The retraction of the Spiritual Silk made a crisp sound that echoed persistently in Mu Jianling’s Spiritual World.
Spiritual Silk number 4444 had such a strong territorial consciousness.
Just getting a little closer had resulted in it being smacked away. Mu Jianling could have retaliated, but she was afraid of injuring the student and thus did not dare to act recklessly. She only wanted to check Ji You’s spiritual exhaustion, but since her Spiritual Silk was so vigorous and even had the energy to defend its territory—this indicated that number 4444’s spiritual power threshold was still quite ample.
Mu Jianling’s eyes narrowed slightly as she exclaimed loudly, "Extra training! Do it 10 more times, or repay the money immediately!"
Ji You’s face showed bitterness as she weakly said, "Teacher, your family name wouldn’t actually be Zhou, would it?"
Mu Jianling’s face darkened: "Either get back to training right now, or repay the money immediately!"