Wen Bing didn't say anything, just silently followed behind, until we reached our villa.

This is a small villa with a very inconspicuous exterior. It has three floors above ground with an attic, and we built many more floors underground ourselves.

Without saying much, he led Wen Bing directly to the basement. As soon as they came downstairs, they were stunned when they saw the large, single-level apartment below.

Because it was significantly larger than the ones on the ground, Wen Bing looked at me with a questioning gaze.

I casually remarked, "Since I built it myself, I made it a bit big. There are several more floors below; you can explore them yourself later."

As they were talking, they prepared to begin treating his injuries. It was actually quite simple; all he needed to do was learn the Vajra Healing Technique.

He can recover on his own; after all, it's just some old injuries. He just doesn't have a good method.

It's not some intractable disease, but then again, as the saying goes, "What's easy for those who know how is difficult for those who don't."

The method I used was very simple and direct: I used my internal energy directly.

This allowed him to directly activate his internal energy, specifically the "Six Divine Techniques - Vajra Release."

While resolving the blockages in his body, I explained the techniques. The methods were simple and practical, but extremely painful.

I was also observing Wen Bing's reaction, because my harsh approach would cause him even greater suffering.

But I'm not gentle with men, yet he gritted his teeth and endured it without uttering a sound of pain.

He's a real man, much stronger than me. I definitely couldn't bear to feel that much pain.

Wen Bing bit his teeth until they bled, but he still endured it, and I didn't take care of him.

He only felt better after all the blockages in his body were cleared up, so I let him rest for a bit.

They then began to impart the entire "Six Gods Technique," which greatly surprised Wen Bing, who asked, "Don't you need to test me first before directly teaching me such a superior technique?"

Aren't you afraid I'll take the benefits and run away?

I looked at him with disdain: "Do you think we're some third-rate little force?"

With your current strength, what can you do? You're meant to be my strongest force in the open.

What can a mere second-realm cultivator do? Who can they intimidate? Besides, where can you run to?

We're not afraid of the trouble you bring, nor are we afraid that you'll just run away.

I didn't continue, but he must have understood what I meant.

Wen Bing didn't ask us what kind of organization it was, and I didn't tell him either.

However, the techniques I used and my own strength both intimidated him. That was the effect I wanted—mysterious and powerful.

I just watched him practice the Six Gods Technique, and his progress was extremely rapid.

Alas, his aptitude is average, but his accumulated knowledge is remarkable. However, it's a bit late for him to start cultivating the Six Gods Technique now.

Looking at him, I felt a pang of emotion. If I hadn't awakened my cheat code, his present would be my future.

If you weren't born into a powerful force, you won't have access to true magic. No matter how talented you are, you'll only be good for serving a powerful force.

Otherwise, there's no way to obtain good cultivation techniques. No matter how talented you are, you can't compare to the cultivation techniques passed down for dozens or even thousands of generations.

So I sighed and looked at Wen Bing, who had woken up, and raised my hand to transmit the true meaning of the "Six Gods Technique - Tathagata Break".

On one hand, it was to pass on the techniques, and on the other hand, it was to intimidate him.

Alternatively, we could try another method, but it was truly effective; it really scared Wen Bing.

If this move were actually executed, it could reduce him to ashes.

Everything felt so real that for a moment Wen Bing genuinely thought he was going to die.

It took him a long time to process what had happened before his brain realized he wasn't dead. He looked up at me, covered in cold sweat.

He understands why I did it.

So there's nothing to complain about, after all, he really benefited greatly.

This one leap in his Six Gods Technique was equivalent to practicing for five or six years.

He realized that I was much better than him, so he put away his sense of superiority and no longer dared to underestimate me. His sense of awe also increased considerably.