Zhang Shaozhong gripped the steering wheel, staring at the darkness cut through by the headlights, a surge of passion still coursing through his chest.

The exhilaration of using the power of chaos to turn the tide against a powerful enemy, and the slight swelling sensation after the chaos energy devoured evil spirits, all stirred his emotions.

"Hehe, Master, that punch was powerful! The move was a bit rough, but the momentum was great!"

Ye Meier slumped lazily in the back seat, crossing her legs without any regard for her image, and commented with a grin, "It's just that when I hit that old ghost at the end, I lost 30% of my strength, otherwise I could have blasted him through."

Zhang Shaozhong glanced at her in the rearview mirror and said helplessly, "Big sister, I'm just starting out, can you not be so demanding?"

"Hmph, don't you know that strict teachers produce outstanding students? If it weren't for the fact that you still have some potential, I wouldn't bother to say anything to you."

Ye Meier pouted, then seemed to remember something, leaning forward and wrapping her soft arms around Zhang Shaozhong's neck from behind, her breath sweet as orchids, "But... considering your decent performance tonight, how about I give you a 'special reward'? I guarantee your cultivation will advance by leaps and bounds~"

A warm breath brushed against his ear, carrying a faint, alluring fragrance. Zhang Shao's hand trembled, and the car swerved slightly on the road.

"Night! Enchantress! Sit tight! We're driving!"

Zhang Shaozhong's ears burned as he growled.

"Tch, boring."

Night Enchantress reluctantly withdrew her hand, but the mischievous smile on her face did not diminish in the slightest.

Ling Qingxue, sitting in the passenger seat, slowly opened her slightly closed eyes, her cool gaze sweeping across the rearview mirror: "Don't be silly and disturb Shao Zhong's concentration."

She paused, then looked at Zhang Shaozhong, "Shaozhong, it's natural to be elated after your initial victory, but you must remain vigilant and avoid arrogance and impatience. The Way of Chaos emphasizes a solid foundation; being greedy and reckless can easily breed inner demons."

Ling Qingxue's voice was like a flowing icy spring, instantly extinguishing the restlessness that had arisen in Zhang Shaozhong's heart due to victory. He took a deep breath and nodded, saying, "I understand, Fairy. I will properly digest what I have gained tonight when I get back."

The black sedan glided like a ghost into a secluded courtyard on the outskirts of the city.

The courtyard gate opened and then slowly closed, completely isolating it from the noise and danger of the outside world.

"Phew—I'm finally back!"

Ye Meier was the first to jump out of the car, stretching out with a big yawn, revealing her curves. She patted her ample bosom and said in a feignedly delicate voice, "Oh dear, I was so scared just now! I need a hug from the head of the household to feel better~"

Zhang Shaozhong had just parked his car when he heard this and almost stumbled. He glared at her irritably and said, "I don't know who it was just now, but they were more excited about fighting than anyone else, and they were also the most ruthless."

"Hmph! So clueless about romance!"

Ye Meier pouted and swayed her lithe waist as she walked into the house first.

Ling Qingxue remained as aloof and cold as snow, moving lightly and silently behind him.

As she passed Zhang Shaozhong, she paused slightly, her clear gaze sweeping over him as she said calmly, "Your aura is slightly fluctuating. Although chaotic energy can devour alien energy, it must be refined and purified in time to avoid leaving any hidden dangers."

Zhang Shaozhong's heart skipped a beat, knowing that this was the fairy's concern and guidance, and he quickly nodded: "Okay, I'll remember it."

Back in familiar surroundings, all three of them relaxed considerably.

"How does it feel, kid?"

Ye Meier tilted her head, looking at him with interest. "Using that method to turn the tables, didn't your legs go weak?"

Zhang Shaozhong walked to the refrigerator, took out a few cans of chilled drinks, tossed one to Ye Meier, and handed another to Ling Qingxue, who gently shook her head in refusal. He opened one himself, gulped down several large mouthfuls, and the icy liquid slid down his throat, invigorating him.

“To be honest,” he wiped his mouth, “I was a little nervous at first, but once we started fighting, all I could think about was how to defeat the opponent and how to use the movement techniques you taught me and the energy cultivation methods the fairy instructed me on. When I killed that scarred man, my hand did tremble a little… but when I used the chaotic energy to disperse those ghostly figures and blast that old man away, I actually felt a kind of… exhilarating feeling?”

He savored the battle he had just fought; the power surging within him and the sense of control he felt, moving at will, were truly captivating.

"Hmph, at least you didn't embarrass yourself."

Ye Meier snorted with satisfaction, "The path of cultivation is just like this: to contend with heaven, to contend with earth, to contend with people! If you are soft-hearted and soft-hearted, you may be the one who dies. These few small fry are just right for you to practice on."

Ling Qingxue put down her teacup and looked at Zhang Shaozhong, her cold eyes filled with scrutiny: "The effect of chaotic energy on suppressing Yin energy is stronger than expected. You've only just entered the Qi Refining stage, yet you can use it like this; your comprehension is quite good. However, you must not be complacent because of this. Today's enemy is nothing but an ant. A true strongman can overturn rivers and seas and decide life and death with a single thought. Your path has only just begun."

“I understand, fairy.” Zhang Shaozhong nodded earnestly.

He knew that the key to his quick counterattack was the overwhelming superiority of his chaotic energy.

His own combat skills and experience are still far from sufficient.

Ye Meier collapsed onto the soft sofa without any regard for her image, kicked off her high heels, revealing a pair of fair and delicate feet, and sighed, "It's so comfortable at home! Although the spiritual energy is pitifully thin, it's still better than fighting to the death outside."

Ye Meier stretched lazily, revealing her curves, and yawned, "Ah—fighting is tiring too, I'm exhausted. Master, would you like to take a bath together? Let's save water~"

Zhang Shaozhong stumbled, nearly tripping over the threshold, his face instantly turning bright red: "You... go by yourself!"

After a while, Ye Meier, drying her wet hair and wearing a cool camisole nightgown, strolled into Zhang Shaozhong's room and sat down on his bed without any ceremony: "Master, what are you daydreaming about? Are you reminiscing about my heroic fighting style just now?"

Zhang Shaozhong looked helplessly at the charming and unpredictable witch: "I'm thinking we need to be more careful from now on. We need to make money and improve our strength, but it seems like we're getting more and more trouble."

"Relax, relax!"

Ye Meier waved her hand, "We'll deal with whatever comes our way. With me and the fake Qinggao here, your life will be safe! But you're right, strength is the key."

She leaned closer, her body exuding the fresh scent of her bath, and chuckled softly, "How about... while the moonlight is just right, we try the 'Three Cultivations'? Maybe it can help your chaotic energy grow faster?"

Zhang Shaozhong blushed deeply and retreated hastily, saying, "B-Big Sister! The fairy is still outside!"

"What's there to be afraid of? She won't peek." Ye Meier smiled like a cat that had just stolen some cream. "Honey~~"

Zhang Shaozhong: "...!!!"

"Would the fairy agree?"

My aunt can tolerate this, but my uncle can't!