The office of Ye Ming couldn't be any more tense as he realized a major crisis.
His mother's pills could have easily increased his cultivation base, so why the hell did his past self reject it?
"Qing Lan, does my body have some deficiency?" Ye Ming suddenly narrowed his eyes and asked solemnly. He could only think of his body being incapable of consuming or digesting the pill to gain the effect.
However, Qing Lan shook her head and nearly held a dazed look.
"The Young Master's body could be considered flawless. It's only a bit inferior to the Master and Madam, but that's because their cultivation realm has reached the highest." She then explained calmly.
And she continued, "If the Young Master were to be in the same realm as them, then it's safe to say the Young Master's body would be number 1."
Speechless, Ye Ming knew he was amazing already, but not that amazing.
"Wait, if my body is that amazing, then why didn't I consume Mother's pill?" Ye Ming had his arms spread, clearly unable to comprehend the situation. "You've just said it. The pills do not have side effects and can be compensated with techniques. So what's the mystery?"
When interrogated in such a manner, Qing Lan didn't know whether to answer it or not.
"Qing Lan, do you want to get spanked?" He threatened, having discerned that she knew the answer but chose not to. By threatening to spank her bottom, that should have done the job.
After all, women in the cultivation world were always bashful and always crying aloud for just a little issue. Of course, men were the same, but in different types of issues.
However, to his surprise and dismay, Qing Lan seemed to have been relieved of her difficulty.
"I'll gladly receive the spank as punishment." She calmly said, having rather choose to be spanked than answer the question.
"…"
'Okay, fuck those cultivation novels. Actually, no, fuck those authors who established such prejudice in the first place!' Ye Ming wanted to bitch slap those people across their faces.
'Maybe I should erase most of my memories from Earth as well.' He pondered silently.
The prejudice he had was heavy as well, and it was starting to show signs of him being a blown-out retard. Though even if he was a blown-out retard, no one would dare to say anything. Being born with such a life was definitely superior than winning some lottery.
While Ye Ming was distracted in his own thoughts, Qing Lan had already gone ahead to turn around and raised her bottom up.
Seeing how eager she was to get spank, Ye Ming realized his threat was extremely pathetic.
'Qing Lan isn't some ordinary woman.' He furrowed his brows. It took him a few moments before realizing another possible threat.
"Aha!" He exclaimed and stood up. "Qing Lan, I'm not going to spank you, but I will sure transfer you away. You will no longer be serving me unless you answer my question."
Almost immediately, Qing Lan's body shuddered and she tensed up. She turned around and hurriedly bowed her head.
"Please don't transfer me away, Young Master." She pleaded for mercy. "I just didn't want to answer because the Young Master might hate himself further."
Although Qing Lan explained it without much context, it was surely enough for Ye Ming to understand the implications.
"So it's true… my stubborn past self simply wanted to rely on himself to cultivate and rejected the pills." A look of disbelief was shown on his face as he plopped back down to his seat. He was on the verge of cursing himself in many different types of language.
However, that wasn't the end of Qing Lan's ruthlessness.
"Young Master, the Madam continuously sends pills to you regardless if you want to take them or not. All those pills are stored in the spatial ring by the drawer on your bottom left."
In reflex response, Ye Ming opened the drawer that Qing Lan talked about and his expression took a dive into the dark realm.
There were at least over 100 spatial rings in the drawer.
"Are these all pills?" Ye Ming asked, his mouth twitching.
"Just how small is the storage for them to be stacked with so many? I thought spatial rings could be extremely big the greater the craftsmanship work was." He laughed in bitterness.
It was without a doubt that he tried to deceive himself and attempt to downplay the spatial rings for being small in storage space. After all, he wasn't that dumb to think they would have that many low-quality spatial rings when they were technically end-game level already.
Alas, Qing Lan seemed eager to destroy him and wanted him to face reality.
"Each spatial ring was of the highest quality, Young Master. The number of pills stored in each of them numbered in billions. It could have stored even more, but the Madam was afraid of the intensity of each pill, so she was forced to set a limit." She smiled sweetly and explained innocently.
Her face didn't look as if she was doing it on purpose. However, Ye Ming was certain that she was doing it on purpose.
And he knew what was the motive behind it!
Rather than him being fixated on the servants sent by his Mother, she would rather him fixated on punishing her for speaking out of turn.
"Alright, I'll stop caring about Mother's servants, so stop with the fact slapping on me." In the end, he resigned and took a step back.
Each spatial ring could hold billions of pills, and there were over 100 of them in his drawer. He couldn't fathom just how much his Mother tried to get him to consume some pill.
Additionally, he was positive that just one singular pill in the spatial ring was enough to cause the world to tremble.
Instead of guessing, Ye Ming grabbed one of the spatial rings and inspected the storage.
His eyes soon widened in disbelief. "Who needs cultivation when one pill alone is enough to destroy a whole universe?"