Ma Chao advanced in a bow step, his hand clawing out as power surged from the earth, traveling up his leg, waist, and shoulder, erupting from his fingertips.

"Swoosh..."

The sound of the air being split was faint, yet exceptionally sharp.

This indicated that as he executed his move the power was concentrated, no longer dissipating like before, naturally amplifying its strength.

With each move of the Evil Essence Claw he practiced, the Qi and blood within him shifted and surged, slowly refining his entire body.

His cultivation base unknowingly increased as well.

In just a few short days,

Ma Chao’s martial arts moves had started to take shape, even exhibiting a certain composure as profound as towering mountains.

"Swipe!"

He withdrew his hands, exhaling turbid air, and looked at his meditating sister, speaking with a tone of discontent:

"That girl came to eavesdrop again today!"

"Erya?"

"Mm."

"Ignore her."

Ma Ning sat cross-legged, three Underworld Souls circled around her, as her breath flowed, they also transformed.

How could she not know about Zhang Erya eavesdropping on their master’s teachings?

However, she chose not to pay attention.

"Hmph!"

Ma Chao snorted coldly:

"Our master teaches us the methods of cultivation, she’s not even his disciple, why should she be allowed to eavesdrop?"

"I think she should be taught a lesson!"

"Heh..." Ma Ning smirked:

"You think you can beat her?"

Zhang Erya’s cultivation may not be high, but she’s been fighting with others since young, much more adept at it than her peers.

Ma Chao’s face reddened:

"I’ve learned quite a bit from the master in just a few days, and besides, I have you, sister."

"Sigh!"

Hearing this, Ma Ning sighed helplessly, opened her eyes to look at her brother:

"You know Erya is eavesdropping, don’t you think the master knows too?"

Ma Chao was taken aback.

"If the master doesn’t mind, it’s likely he’s allowing her to listen." Ma Ning continued:

"If you hit Erya, the master might not punish you, but he’ll certainly see you as narrow-minded."

"Besides, haven’t we often eavesdropped on others before? Back then we were bullied; now that we have a master, we bully others. How’s that different from those who bullied us?"

"Uh..." Ma Chao scratched his head:

"I guess that makes sense."

"I don’t know why the master chose us as disciples, but either way, it’s a blessing for our siblings." Ma Ning said:

"So whatever you do, don’t upset the master. Even if it’s possible, don’t do it."

"Got it!" Ma Chao nodded, asking:

"Then what can we do to make the master happy?"

"Just focus on cultivating." Ma Ning closed her eyes:

"Aim to cultivate the Yama Heart Sutra to the second level while in Fengdu City, it’s more important than anything else."

"Mm."

Ma Chao nodded heavily.

"Yo!"

"Aren’t these the Ma Family Siblings?"

Just as the two settled down to continue their practice, an annoyingly sarcastic voice sounded.

"Zuo Meng!"

Ma Chao’s expression darkened as he shouted towards the newcomer:

"You’re not welcome here!"

Fengdu is a harsh land.

Even the plants and rocks are sharp and angular, like arrows brimming with cold and killing intent.

Clothing was often made of hemp or wool, even for a mage.

Yet the newcomer wore a brocade robe, each thread of which required countless strikings to become soft and smooth.

The average family couldn’t afford it!

Even if they had the money, they’d prefer buying materials or potions to enhance their cultivation rather than waste it on clothing.

Only the wealthy wouldn’t mind such ’extravagance’.

"Tsk tsk..." Zuo Meng, with his hands behind his back, clicked his tongue and shook his head like a little adult, curving his lips into a mocking smile:

"We’re neighbors after all. If it weren’t for your sister’s lack of talent, she might have been my wife."

"Bullshit!"

"Shut up!"

Ma Chao and Ma Ning shouted in unison.

"Quite bold, daring to talk to Brother Zuo like that!" Among the four children behind Zuo Meng, one with tiger-like eyes stepped forward to shove Ma Chao:

"Looking for a beating, eh?"

"You’re the one looking for a beating!"

Ma Chao roared, reaching out to strike.

"Yo!"

"Dare to strike?"

The opponent sneered, stabbing a foot to kick.

Four Defeat Leg Technique!

The so-called Four Defeat, namely Break, Defeat, Collapse, and Destroy, this leg technique is also a heritage of the Yama Sect.

"Bang!"

"Snap..."

The two collided, Ma Chao stood firm, while his opponent staggered backward repeatedly, nearly falling.

Hm?

This scene not only stunned Zuo Meng and his companions, but also left Ma Chao dumbfounded, his face incredulous.

He had fought the opponent before and was beaten every time.

This time he expected the same, but his rage had boiled over and he was prepared to get beaten.

Unexpectedly, he had actually gained the upper hand with one strike, leaving him standing there in shock, forgetting to follow up.

"You’ve improved!"

Seeing his ally being pushed back, Zuo Meng’s expression turned ugly, waving a small hand:

"Get him!"

"Yes!"

"Alright!"

In a children’s fight, there’s no such thing as one-on-one; with Zuo Meng’s command, they all charged together.

"I’m not afraid!"

Ma Chao roared and rushed toward the group.

"Watch out!"

Ma Ning quickly retrieved the Hundred Ghosts Banner, releasing three Underworld Souls and scattered a handful of turtle shell powder.

Yin Soul Umbrella!

With a thought, she flexed her fingers, and a Yin Soul Umbrella appeared beside Ma Chao out of thin air, its spinning surface blocking one’s attack.

"Oh?"

Zuo Meng’s eyebrows raised in surprise:

"This quickly?"

He was also a warlock, having practiced the Yin Soul Umbrella spell, knowing it to be strong yet complex.

Even with the power of Underworld Souls, casting it required effort.

Unexpectedly,

Ma Ning seemed already to achieve a level of thought-induced spell-casting!

In just a few days, the Ma Family Siblings had made such progress, had they truly found a great master?

"Hmph!"

With a cold snort, Zuo Meng’s eyes glimmered, two invisible cold rays shot toward Ma Ning.