It took a long time before Yao Rao finally came back to her senses.
"You've taken the wrong path before. Stop practicing that so-called Electromagnetic Demon Whip,"
Night Rain said faintly as he gently caressed Yao Rao's smooth back.
In the original story, Yao Rao's only standout trait was her seductive charm — every move of hers stirred one's blood.
As for her other abilities, they were a mess, or at best barely average.
She had neither strength nor speed. That flashy-looking Electromagnetic Demon Whip might seem impressive,
but she couldn't even suppress opponents of the same level.
The only time she gained an upper hand was by using water to counter fire, dragging a fire-type user into the water.
In martial arts cultivation, beyond raw strength, speed, and defense, the key lies in force amplification.
Force generation must surpass strength, speed, and defense in amplitude.
Only then can one unleash more powerful attacks, move faster, and defend better — this is the proper approach.
As for technique and ability development, Night Rain considered them secondary.
On Earth, 99.9% of martial artists had gone down the wrong path.
Naturally, this was due to the lack of powerful inheritances — they had to grope forward blindly, not knowing the right path.
In the original story, Yao Rao's Electromagnetic Demon Whip seemed fancy and exquisite,
but in truth it lacked any real lethality.
In other words, her force amplification was lacking.
All she had was technique without explosive power. Who even taught her that — was it Hong?
Hong should've known the importance of force amplification.
Moreover, Yao Rao clearly had a lightning affinity — the most suitable technique for her would've been the Ninefold Thunder Blade.
Why she ignored it to practice that flashy whip was a mystery.
Sure, the whip had some electric qualities, but it just wasn't good enough.
Perhaps it was because Hong was the number one expert in the world,
and she was one of his personal guards — even a little fangirl.
Practicing the Ninefold Thunder Blade — a technique from the Thunder God — might've felt like a slap to Hong's face.
Hearing Night Rain's words, Yao Rao opened her mouth but said nothing, shooting him a playful glare instead.
Hong had actually told her before that Ninefold Thunder Blade suited her.
But due to her admiration for him — and being one of his guards — she never practiced it.
Now that even Night Rain, a high-level War God, pointed out her error, what could she say?
"I'll switch immediately. I'll train in the Ninefold Thunder Blade."
Lying on Night Rain's chest, she traced circles on it with her finger, looking at him with sultry eyes.
Admiring Hong was one thing — but now she had her own man. Of course, she would listen to him.
She wasn't a naive teenage girl anymore, deaf to advice — she could tell the difference between a man and an idol.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have taken the initiative to pursue Night Rain.
Still, this guy acted too fast — before she could even react, she had already been taken by him.
She had only come to deliver something, and somehow ended up delivering herself along the way.
And now, with her own man, Hong was just a symbol in her heart.
Her admiration was beginning to fade.
She had an inexplicable feeling — this little man before her would one day surpass the Hall Master and become Earth's strongest.
This intuition startled even herself.
Half an hour later, once she had regained her strength, Yao Rao mounted Night Rain again.
Since they'd already "exchanged deeply," she wasn't going to stop halfway — she wanted to make it count.
Mainly because she just couldn't get enough — the pleasure was soul-shattering, and she didn't want to let go.
Also, dual cultivating with Night Rain was like taking a rocket — her power surged like crazy.
Where else could you find such a miracle?
She not only awakened her psychic powers, drastically improved her physical strength,
but also saw a major boost in her lightning control abilities.
This little man before her was truly incredible — like a real treasure waiting to be discovered.
She couldn't help but think of Jiang Fang and Tang Qin — those two probably didn't know how effective dual cultivation with Night Rain was.
Otherwise, by now, Jiang Fang and Tang Qin wouldn't be stuck at their current level — they'd have surpassed her by far.
She felt like she had secretly scored a huge win over Jiang Fang — after all, they were close.
She truly wanted to lock up this little man in a dark room and dual cultivate with him every single day.
But soon enough, karma struck — by nightfall, she had already fallen unconscious.
Three days later!
The Heaven-Earth Warship landed on the rooftop of Night Rain's villa.
Night Rain, looking refreshed, stepped out of the ship with the unconscious Yao Rao in his arms.
He laid her gently on the large bed and exited the bedroom.
Tang Xiang, Fu Junyu, Xu Xin, and Liu Ting all stared speechlessly at Night Rain and the unconscious Yao Rao.
The four women were stunned — even Yao Rao, who had surpassed the level of War God, couldn't withstand Night Rain's "assault."
To be fair, Yao Rao was the toughest among them — she lasted three whole days. Her endurance was inhuman.
"This is for you all," Night Rain said.
He returned to the ship, brought out a box, and opened it — revealing three sets of Black God battle suits.
"Have the two sets from the military arrived yet?" he asked, looking at Tang Xiang.
"They arrived long ago, along with three King-class fighter jets. They're parked at the martial arts field,"
Tang Xiang replied, bringing out another box.
Night Rain entered the code and opened it — inside were two more Black God suits.
"One for each of you, and each of you gets a fighter jet," Night Rain said.
Three suits from the Extreme Martial Hall, two from the military — five in total, perfect for the five women.
As for Jiang Fang and Tang Qin, when they became invincible War Gods, both the military and the Martial Hall gave them their own sets.
Why didn't they retrieve them from the No. 9 Ruins themselves? Because Night Rain didn't allow it.
And the smart fighter jets — Yao Rao gave one, and the military provided three more.
Four jets — exactly one for each of the four women.
"For us?" Tang Xiang, Fu Junyu, Xu Xin, and Liu Ting pointed at themselves in disbelief.
"Of course," Night Rain nodded.
"Why else would I need so many things? I can't fly all those jets or wear all those suits alone."
Hearing this, the four women were stunned — Black God suits and intelligent warships were far beyond their reach.
Even many high-level War Gods didn't have such things — like the former Jiang Fang and Tang Qin.
And now, they got them just like that.
Each of them excitedly gave Night Rain a sweet kiss, then rushed off to bond with their warships.
They didn't hold back — after all, they already belonged to Night Rain, no need for formalities.
Night Rain took out his own Black God suit, pricked his finger, and initiated gene binding.
Buzz—
A humming sound echoed as the Black God suit wrapped around him like a nano Iron Man suit.
Testing its defense, Night Rain nodded in satisfaction.
He then transformed the suit into casual wear and grabbed his battle blade, heading to the rooftop.
After three wild days in the sky with Yao Rao, completely conquering her,
he was ready to resume his training — he'd gone long enough without grinding experience.