They all became female demons after being reborn.

Chapter 55 Anti-depression Training!

Seeing Wu Cheng gritting his teeth, Bai Suying suppressed her thoughts and smiled, "Junior brother, don't be nervous. What's wrong with becoming famous at a young age? You're highly praised on the Hidden Dragon Ranking. Even I, your senior sister, am only ranked second."

That's right, Bai Suyi is second on the Hidden Dragon List, and Shen Yeshu is third.

Even Qingque made the list, but she was assigned to the last place, number 108.

Li Anchan herself remained reclusive.

This further confirms that she did it!

If Wu Cheng wanted to stir up trouble and create a ranking list, he would definitely disappear into the background or create a bunch of aliases to appear on it.

Wu Cheng was speechless. "This is clearly looking for trouble. I don't want to be challenged to a fight by some random Tom, Dick, or Harry when I go out in the future, or to be ambushed by someone."

"And that's a minor matter; the real trouble is if the imperial court decides to investigate."

Bai Suying comforted her, "Don't worry, as long as you stay in the Wentian Sect, they won't dare to do anything."

In a way, this is a good thing. It's a good opportunity to leave my junior brother on the mountain so he won't repeat the same mistake.

"I just don't want to drag down the Wentian Sect..." Wu Cheng shook his head speechlessly.

Bai Suyi said, "Junior brother, don't worry about this. I'll go and make some arrangements first, so that no villains might have any improper thoughts."

After saying that, she hurriedly left.

Since things have changed, it's time to clean up the spies from various factions that were originally left in place, just in case.

After she left, only Gong Yuqing and Wu Cheng remained in the hall.

Gong Yuqing rubbed her temples, closed her eyes, and complained of a headache. "It's bad enough that you're such a troublemaker, but your senior sister doesn't even respect me as her master. I'm going to be driven crazy by you all!"

She didn't hear Wu Cheng speak, but only heard footsteps. A moment later, she felt several fingers pressing on her temples, then gently rotating them, while a warm current flowed into her body through those fingers.

Gong Yuqing opened her eyes and looked up to see Wu Cheng's smiling face. "What are you doing?"

Wu Cheng chuckled and said, "Disciple will help Master relax. Actually, disciple also knows a little about massage and relaxation techniques."

Of course, it must be from my past life.

It wasn't that he had studied it, but rather that in his previous life, he had a roommate in college whose family owned a factory, and they were from the same place.

After graduation, that guy quickly inherited the family factory, and then he often treated Wu Cheng and his childhood friends to foot massages, the proper kind, of course.

After doing this so many times, Wu Cheng has become quite the "doctor through long illness".

Moreover, he wasn't simply trying to relax Gong Yuqing; he actually had another purpose.

Looking back now, he realized that Li Anchan's seductive schemes had clouded his judgment too much! That's why he was outmaneuvered by her!

He asked himself if he could control his suppressed feelings.

The answer is... no!

Having been a virgin for over twenty years in his past life, he can still type "Daddy, please link" when other guys post porn online. How can he resist his own repressed feelings?

Why wasn't it there before?

Because it's very simple! Wu Cheng, after all, had experienced the baptism of the mobile internet era. Those girls doing borderline live streams were dressed more seductively than if they weren't wearing anything at all, and the beauty filters were maxed out!

Having seen so much, he had long considered himself a Sigma man with a calm and serene heart.

Now he realizes that it's actually just because his threshold has been raised, while most women don't reach the threshold that triggers his repressed feelings!

But recently I've encountered one more outrageous than the last.

Sister Qingque could say that she had gotten used to it after spending so much time together, but whether it was Bai Suyi, Shen Yeshu or Li Anchan, as long as they teased him a little, his heart would race and his mind would go blank, which would affect his thinking!

Wu Cheng's solution was to find an exceptionally beautiful woman to temper his threshold, so that he could eventually get used to and fight against his repressed feelings!

His extraordinary wisdom told him that Gong Yuqing was the perfect candidate!

First of all, the relationship between the two will not involve any interaction beyond a normal relationship. Although Gong Yuqing has the appearance of a mature woman, she is actually a regrettable older sister who hates trouble. She will not do anything to provoke Wu Cheng or Xiao Chunan. It is a good opportunity to train!

Moreover, she was oblivious to everything, and Wu Cheng was confident that he could hide his repression from her so she wouldn't notice.

Perhaps soon the court will send word for him to return. If Wu Cheng wants to become emperor, he needs to exert his influence in the court and also make connections with foreign officials and generals. The Wentian Sect is a great help to him.

Therefore, he will definitely have to go back to Lin'an.

Then we must seize this time to train our willpower, since Lin'an is a dazzling world with even more temptations.

"Oh? You also know massage?"

Gong Yuqing's beautiful eyes lit up, and then she stood up. "It just so happens that I've been feeling a bit weak lately. It's good that you're not so useless. Come on, come inside with me."

She grabbed Wu Cheng by the collar and dragged him into the inner room, then lay down on the soft couch with a pillow in her arms. "Come on, let your teacher judge your skills."

"Then I won't stand on ceremony."

Wu Cheng stood by the couch, looking down at Gong Yuqing.

Perhaps because she had just woken up, and because she didn't treat Wu Cheng like an outsider, Gong Yuqing was dressed quite "lightly".

She was wearing a purple silk robe, which looked quite like the "blue battle suit" that Wu Cheng had seen online in his previous life.

Her breasts, like two honeydew melons, were pressed against the couch, and the soft flesh spilling out from the edges of her back was quite conspicuous inside her purple robe.

Following down his spine was a sudden, high, protruding peach-like mound, beneath which two long legs were vaguely visible from under his robe, making Wu Cheng's heart race.

Hearing her rapid breathing behind her, Gong Yuqing turned around in confusion, "Xiao Cheng, are you sick?"

"No, no, Master, please lie down properly. I'm about to begin."

It's definitely better to be a "regretful" older sister! Even if you're feeling down, it's not awkward.

"Oh." Gong Yuqing lay back down and buried her face in the pillow.

Wu Cheng grasped her ankle.

In that instant, Gong Yuqing's legs froze.

Wu Cheng didn't dare to move for a long time, but the feel of the silk made his fingers start to heat up, and the delicate skin that his fingers touched was also slowly getting warm.

After massaging for a while, Wu Cheng's fingers pushed upwards from her ankle, along the tendons on the back of her calf all the way down to her calf.

"Hmm..."

Gong Yuqing let out a muffled groan, her legs suddenly tensing up.

"Your muscles are a bit tense; you need to relax a bit."

Gong Yuqing didn't speak, but Wu Cheng circulated his true energy into his hands and then pressed down on his calves with slow, forceful pressure.

The skin on her calves dented slightly under his fingers, but bounced back as he moved his fingers away.

And the muscles beneath her skin gradually softened and loosened from their hard state.

Without her noticing, her legs began to tremble slightly, like the lingering vibrations after a plucked string.

Unconsciously, Wu Cheng also held his breath, as if afraid of disturbing the powerful sect master of the Wentian Sect. However, his gaze involuntarily fell on the fair skin under the skirt.

His gaze followed the fair skin upwards, finally settling on the rounded peach-like shape covered by the purple dress.

Wu Cheng suddenly felt his throat go dry, and he desperately told himself that he was just resisting depression, not that he was talking about snow-white legs.

Just as he took a deep breath and was about to continue, Bai Suyi's voice suddenly rang out from outside the closed door of the inner room, "Master, where is Junior Brother?"

The two people inside the room suddenly tensed up.