Supernatural Insight Eyes
Chapter 279 - 0278 Teacher’s wife

Chapter 279: 0278 Teacher’s wife

Mei Huiling deliberately intensified Ye Qiu’s training so much that even he, having reached the level of True Qi, sometimes struggled to keep up.

Compared to others, his training was always several times more demanding.

He swam with sandbags weighing a thousand pounds, ran laps with heavy loads, and stood still for three days and nights, among other things.

Fortunately, none of these could defeat Ye Qiu. His willpower and physical endurance were much stronger than others due to the manifold increase in his rigorous training.

The purpose of Mei Huiling’s training was mainly to strengthen will, endurance, bodily functions, and mental acuity, which was somewhat different from the old lecher’s approach.

However, what Ye Qiu most wanted to learn from Mei Huiling at the moment was about the power of softness.

Mei Huiling had watched Ye Qiu’s performance over these days, and was surprised by his lack of any sign of dissatisfaction even with her intentional insistence, a reaction that intrigued her.

It wasn’t until Ye Qiu completed every training task that she vaguely guessed: Ye Qiu was enjoying this kind of challenge; her deliberate difficulties were actually helping him to improve even faster.

Mei Huiling couldn’t help but be reminded of that guy. As his disciple, Ye Qiu had not embarrassed him in the slightest, displaying the same stubborn determination as his master had. The teacher and student were indeed cut from the same cloth.

Mei Huiling had someone bring Ye Qiu to her office and asked directly, "Have you gained anything in these past days?"

Ye Qiu answered, "With the senior’s special care, it would be impossible for me not to have gained anything."

"What, you think I am the harshest in your training?"

"You misunderstand, senior. By doing this, it shows that you value me and want me to improve the most. I’m too grateful to blame you."

Mei Huiling nodded with satisfaction. Ye Qiu’s attitude was quite pleasing, but she said, "I can guess what you’re really thinking, kid. Never mind, we won’t talk about that. If you have any questions about your cultivation, feel free to come to me at any time."

Hearing this, Ye Qiu was secretly delighted, having been waiting for her to say just that, and couldn’t help asking, "My master mentioned that senior’s skills emphasize the character ’softness.’ Could you possibly provide some guidance for me?"

With a humble demeanor, Ye Qiu appeared entirely reasonable on the surface, and through the gap between his raised fists, he surreptitiously gauged Mei Huiling’s expression.

A spirited sparkle flashed in Mei Huiling’s eyes, but it quickly vanished, as she slowly said, "How has your master been these years?" Instead of answering the question about martial arts, she inquired about the old lecher’s well-being.

Ye Qiu replied truthfully, "He’s doing very well, senior. Thank you for your concern."

It was clear that Mei Huiling’s demeanor revealed an undeniable care when she mentioned the old lecher, something she tried to hide, but Ye Qiu could feel it.

"Good, that’s good," Mei Huiling murmured. At that moment, she seemed to lose the desire to settle accounts with the old lecher, appearing somewhat absent-minded.

"If I’m not mistaken, senior, you were almost my master’s wife, weren’t you?" Ye Qiu suddenly said.

"Master’s wife?" Mei Huiling repeated quietly, her face flushing, then, realizing her reaction was improper, quickly retorted, "How could I marry him? Don’t make wild guesses, kid."

"My master is getting on in years. If possible, I really hope you could be my master’s wife, so someone could take care of him," Ye Qiu sighed.

"What are you saying, kid," Mei Huiling hurriedly shook her head, her face growing warmer.

"I’ll decide for Master then; from now on, you are my Master’s wife. Even if he does not agree now, I will make him agree in the future," Ye Qiu said.

At that moment, seeing Mei Huiling’s expression, Ye Qiu knew his actions were absolutely worth it.

Though Mei Huiling is the number one figure in the Dragon Group, after all, she is a woman too. She has someone she likes as well, and that lecherous old man is the one Mei Huiling fancies. Although Ye Qiu could not see what was so appealing about that inappropriate old man to make a woman like Mei Huiling like him, that was the stark reality.

A blush crept over Mei Huiling’s face, her smile never fading. It seemed Ye Qiu’s addressing her as "Master’s wife" had quite the impact, instantly changing her attitude towards Ye Qiu.

"Did you say before that you wanted to learn the softer side of martial arts from me?" Mei Huiling asked.

"Yes, Master’s wife’s martial arts focus on the principle of softness, whereas I, having followed Master for many years, have learned techniques that are mostly masculine. Master said that I lack a sense of softness, and if I could integrate both hard and soft aspects, I would certainly reach a new level," Ye Qiu explained.

"Since you wish to learn and have called me ’Master’s wife,’ I won’t withhold anything from you. Let’s discuss the nature of softness today," Mei Huiling said.

"Of all things in the world, what is the softest? Water takes the lead."

"Your Master, he pursues a masculine path in martial arts, emphasizing brute strength to overpower techniques, believing that such attacks are the most formidable. However, he seems to have forgotten that water dripping on a stone can eventually wear it away. As the softest substance, water can also become the sharpest weapon. If it can penetrate stone, what can’t water achieve?" Mei Huiling said. In her words, she did not hide her conviction that she had chosen the right path.

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It was not until he left the office that Ye Qiu realized he had unknowingly spent the entire afternoon in Mei Huiling’s office.

Having listened to Mei Huiling, the concept of softness had greatly deepened in Ye Qiu’s mind.

He held onto these insights very tightly, returned to his room, and immediately sat down cross-legged, ready to transform them into his strength.

If he neglected even a bit of his understanding, it would be forgotten in a flash.

With his eyes closed, Ye Qiu envisioned a ceaselessly flowing stream in his mind—an image of tranquility, the water meandering slowly before eventually reaching the sea.

When the current grew fierce, just as Mei Huiling had described, the stream turned into a flood, its power naturally exponentially greater than before...

The profundity of softness goes far beyond its simple superficial meaning.

In the blink of an eye, there were only five days left until the start of the North-South Martial Arts Tournament. During these days, Ye Qiu devoted himself to studying the soft aspects of martial arts. Although there wasn’t much time, in Mei Huiling’s eyes, Ye Qiu’s progress was incredibly fast, especially his phenomenal capacity for insight, which far exceeded that of ordinary people.

Mei Huiling had seen many talents, but few could comprehend martial arts as quickly as Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu frequently sought guidance from Mei Huiling. Inside the Dragon Group, many were secretly envious of him. Ye Qiu was aware of all this but did not mind. All he needed was to improve his strength while keeping a watch on Cheng Tianhu’s movements to ensure he did not compromise the safety of the Dragon Group.

It wasn’t just Ye Qiu who had become stronger; Si Ma’ao, Mu Chujian, and Yuan Zongguang had also gained in strength. However, when comparing themselves to Ye Qiu, they were unsure.

After all, Ye Qiu could withstand 30,000 times the force of gravity, and even the improved Si Ma’ao did not believe he could defeat Ye Qiu at this point.

Because he could not endure 30,000 times the force of gravity.

Moreover, with the North-South Martial Arts Tournament about to begin, even if they had the strength, Mei Huiling would let them release it in the fighting ring.