19: You are what you eat. Wanning, drink your milk.

“Mom, I want milk.”

At the desk, Li Yi put a finger in his mouth, saliva drooling out from hunger.

He stared directly at Xiao Qingya, asking her for milk.

“No, finish practicing your characters first,” Xiao Qingya said firmly.

Li Yi despaired, weakly picking up the brush to practice characters, finishing one sheet after another.

It was all tears; it was the trouble he caused last time. After seeing Li Yi’s talent, Xiao Qingya was determined to Cultivate him into a prodigy.

Not only must his Cultivation be strong, but his cultural level couldn't be low either; he needed to be proficient in both literary and martial arts.

Thus, she arranged a full schedule of lessons for Li Yi, requiring him to be proficient in all aspects of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.

Normally, Xiao Qingya was a kind mother, but when it came to studying, she was a true tiger mom, never yielding. Li Yi's attempts to act cute or foolish were useless.

This incident teaches us a lesson:

One must always be low-key!

Fortunately, Li Yi possessed max-level Comprehension Ability, so learning was simple for him. The reason for his torment was simply that he didn't want to learn.

Learning was more painful than being in prison, and Li Yi also had a sickness: he would get sleepy as soon as he started learning, falling asleep in minutes like a dead pig. He was terminally ill and beyond saving.

After painful studying, Li Yi finally completed his task and got his milk as he wished.

A mother knows her son best; Xiao Qingya actually used milk to control Li Yi, holding him tightly. He couldn't avoid studying even if he didn't want to.

“You child, why do you love drinking milk so much?”

Xiao Qingya poked Li Yi’s nose. This child was truly addicted to milk, the kind that couldn't be quit.

What would happen if he still wanted milk when he grew up?

Just then, Wan Ning entered from outside the door.

“Madam, Master asked me to take the young master to the training ground. He has something to attend to and cannot come personally.”

“Alright.”

“Young Master, I’ll carry you,” Wan Ning said, opening her arms to pick up Li Yi.

Children walk slowly, so carrying him would be faster.

Picking up Li Yi, Wan Ning felt he was a bit heavy. Before, carrying him was easy, but now it was strenuous, and she couldn't carry him for long.

The young master was growing too fast. Soon, she probably wouldn't be able to hold him anymore.

Under the blessing of the Ancient Sacred Body, Li Yi's body had grown rapidly in these past days, far exceeding the growth expected for his age.

“Wan Ning, why don’t you carry me on your back instead?” Seeing Wan Ning struggling to hold him, Li Yi suggested.

Anyway, holding or carrying on the back was the same for Li Yi; both front and back were flat, so there was no difference between chest and back.

“Alright.”

Wan Ning carried Li Yi on her back, which was much easier, and quickly headed to the training ground.

These past few days, Ding Hua was still diligently researching the improved Basic Sword Technique. He had learned it, but hadn't grasped its essence yet, which wasn't enough to teach students.

He had to grasp its essence to be able to teach and explain it to students.

Therefore, during this period, Li Yi was the one teaching, guiding the other children in their Cultivation.

At the training ground, Li Yi stood before a group of children a few years older than him, his hands clasped behind his back, posing like a master expert, full of gravitas, guiding them in a proper manner.

His words were like pointing out the country and inspiring literature.

“Why are you all dazed? Practice as I told you. After a few years of practice, you will definitely reach my current level.”

Everyone: “……”

They looked at Li Yi expressionlessly, their mouths twitching uncontrollably.

Li Yi said, “I know you’re very unconvinced. Unconvinced why I can teach you, unconvinced that I, a one-year-old child, am teaching you children who are several years older than me. But what can you do if you’re unconvinced? I am just stronger than you, and I have this qualification.”

Wan Ning, who was watching from the side, chuckled. She didn’t find Li Yi arrogant at all; instead, she found him adorable.

A little brat, not even grown yet, saying such things made Wan Ning find it comical and amusing. The young master was too cute!

In the eyes of the other children, what was cute about him? They wanted to hit him! He was too arrogant! They couldn't stand it for a second!

But alas, they really couldn't beat him, so they could only endure the frustration.

Li Yi looked at Wan Ning and reprimanded, “What are you laughing at? Can’t you see I’m lecturing! Be serious!”

“Yes, Master.”

Wan Ning watched Li Yi teach his students with an auntie-like smile.

Li Yi continued to speak to the group of children: “What, do you think I’m very arrogant and want to hit me?”

Several children couldn't help but nod.

“Let me see how many people want to hit me.”

Almost all the children present nodded; they all wanted to hit Li Yi.

Li Yi nodded in satisfaction: “Very good.”

He looked at Li Zimo and the others: “You stand in front of me and protect me.”

After the last incident, Li Yi became the boss of Li Zimo and the others, while Li Zimo went from being the boss to the second-in-command.

Li Zimo’s mouth twitched uncontrollably: “Even I want to hit you.”

“Remember your current anger towards me. Turn your grief and indignation into power! Cultivate well, and when you have the strength, come challenge me and shut me up. Then you can be as arrogant as I am. But if you can’t beat me, then endure it and Cultivate to become stronger.”

Li Yi yawned and instructed them to begin practicing the improved Basic Sword Technique.

“Boss, beast milk.”

Li Hao ran over with a bottle of beast milk and handed it to Li Yi.

“Return to your positions!”

Li Hao, who had run the errand, returned to his position to Cultivate.

Li Yi took the bottle of beast milk and drank it. Beast milk was generally cow's milk.

Although beast milk was filling, sold in the market, and abundant, it wasn't satisfying to drink and could only barely be considered a substitute.

“Young Master, drinking milk again?” Wan Ning didn’t know what to say.

Li Yi looked at Wan Ning’s chest, thought for a moment, and handed the bottle to Wan Ning, saying, “Wan Ning, why don’t you drink some milk too?”

“Why should I drink it?” Wan Ning asked, confused, with a puzzled expression. She was already sixteen, and drinking milk would make people laugh at her.

Besides, Wan Ning didn’t have a habit of drinking milk.

Li Yi said seriously, “You are what you eat. Give it a try.”

Wan Ning: “???”

She looked down at her chest and understood what Li Yi meant, a blush immediately appearing on her face.

What kind of talk was that? What kind of talk!

She was actually being disliked for having small breasts by a one-year-old child, and her heart was in turmoil.

Killing someone and then attacking their heart?

“I’m just a late bloomer, who needs this!”

Wan Ning covered up nervously, indicating that she was very satisfied with herself.

Staring at her chest, which she could see down to her feet, she thought, 'Does eating something really supplement that something? Should I try it?'

“If you don’t want to drink it, fine.” Li Yi took the bottle himself and drank it with relish.

Wan Ning didn’t understand if milk was that good to drink.

Li Yi drank milk while guiding everyone in their Cultivation.

Seeing Li Yi still drinking milk, the other children found it even harder to bear. The harm wasn't great, but the insult was maximized.

“Hahaha, I’ve done it!”

Several bursts of wild laughter came as Ding Hua ran onto the training ground. After several days of diligent research, he had finally succeeded and grasped the essence.