"Excellent kinetic transfer," the deity murmured, a terrifying, brilliant smile illuminating his face. "Yes. I believe I am going to enjoy this kitchen very, very much."
***
The fundamental difference between training the male protagonists and training the Azure Crane maidens lay entirely in the structural architecture of their respective privileges.
When Lin Ji'an looked at Lu Jianheng, Gu Zhiwei, or Hu Yanlie, she saw boys who had been brutally conditioned to equate physical suffering with martial ascension.
They were meatheads.
If she told them to drag a boulder through a swamp, they would simply ask how heavy the boulder should be. They were forged in iron, and to re-forge them, Ji'an had to melt them down in a crucible of tyrannical agony.
But Fairy Xue and her two junior martial sisters, Ming'er and Qing'er?
They were not forged in iron.
They were spun from silk.
