From the Start, I Became a Demoness's Cauldron, Using Traits to Cultivate Safely

Su Qingxiao: Come over and rub my feet.

Liu Ruyan: Rub mine first. Aren’t my feet prettier than hers?

Cheng Jian cursed inwardly: Well, would you look at that, the clock’s running backward!

But if he wanted to borrow their talent traits, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and put up with it.

Foot massage was a path to the Dao, too!

Everyone thought he was nothing more than a cauldron to be used and an errand boy at the Youyue Sect.

No one knew he was quietly building his strength and plotting every step with the [Talent Trait Borrowing System].

Then the winds shifted, and the tables turned completely!

Cheng Jian: Su Qingxiao, Liu Ruyan, come over and rub my feet. One on each side.

Cheng Jian: You don’t know how? Your technique is bad? Then go learn and practice properly!

Cheng Jian: If you can’t even massage feet right, how can you talk about seeking the Dao and cultivating immortality?

Cheng Jian: Giving me attitude? Ever heard of smiling service? And you’re not even wearing your work uniforms! Did I have those outfits custom-made for you to keep in storage?

Cheng Jian: Keep singing... Don’t stop!

Cheng Jian: Don’t act like you’re being mistreated. Letting two little Foundation Establishment cultivators serve me up close is already a favor for old times’ sake. You should know that out there, Golden Core masters are lined up for miles, waiting to rub my feet.

Cheng Jian: Stop, stop, stop... I told you to sing a little tune, not wail like you’re at a funeral!??