“Master, I think they're dying.” Squatting in Shen Yanxiao's body, Taotie had been observing the training of these young undead.

For Taotie, to be able to receive the personal guidance of Shen Yanxiao was such a glorious thing.

Throughout the Barren Land, just how many people and demons lined up for Shen Yanxiao's one or two words of wisdom? But Shen Yanxiao was busy like a wheel. Apart from Nangong Mengmeng she had taught at an earlier time, Yin Jiuchen who occasionally received some pointers from her, and finally the little thieves of the Silver Hands that could compare notes with her, Shen Yanxiao had little spare time to teach others.

However, no matter which one of these three parties, their strength had advanced by leaps and bounds under Shen Yanxiao's guidance.

Nangong Mengmeng had been studying the Warlock profession for more than a year now, and she had begun to prepare to enter the second stage of her profession already. Yin Jiuchen had grown up from an ordinary girl to a Senior Pharmacist, and the group of guys in the Silver Hands, who were originally quite skilled, when given some of Shen Yanxiao's instructions, were now making rapid progress. One could imagine how much more ferocious they had become.

Taotie had kept all this in his heart. Shen Yanxiao might not be the most conventional teacher, but she would always make a point which was aimed at the weakest and most critical places of the other party. And often, one word from her was enough to reduce the bottleneck of the other party.

If it weren't for the fact that magical beasts and human beings had different ways of cultivation, Taotie would also like to cling onto his own master and ask her for some guidance.

But…

Looking at a group of tired and half-dead teenagers, aside from slightly despising the physique of the undead, Taotie was more worried that these brats would be trained to death by Shen Yanxiao.

It had only been two days!

This group of disobedient brats was already sprawling on the ground like mud; how would they spend the next twenty eight days then, ah?

“No. The body of an undead may not be as durable as that of a human, but they can recover very quickly. They will recover very soon if they are given a little rest.” Shen Yanxiao looked at the group of teenagers and did not worry too much. Before training them, Shen Yanxiao read all the information about the physique of the undead overnight.

Because of the nature of their race, the undead did not have the endurance of humans; even so, they recovered very quickly. They were not good at continuous fights, but just give them a little rest, it was enough for them to continue to cope with the next battle.

Based on Shen Yanxiao's words, human beings were devices with long battery life, while the undead were the type that could store less energy, but could charge quite quickly.

Although she arranged high-intensity training for Zhanye and the others, she also gave them enough time to rest over the period. Otherwise, this group of teenagers might really die from exhaustion as Taotie said.

“Get up.” Shen Yanxiao stood up suddenly, facing the group of undead teenagers.

The teenagers who had been lying on the ground the previous second got up immediately after hearing Shen Yanxiao's orders. Even though their bodies were shaking a little, none of them hesitated.

These and other actions had been trained by Shen Yanxiao to the extreme.

“The training continues now.” Shen Yanxiao had a strict face. At this time, she must learn to be ruthless.

“Yes!” Hoa.r.s.e voices were squeezed out from their chests, but after Shen Yanxiao's command, all the teenagers seemed to have forgotten their fatigue and began to line up orderly and run quickly around the periphery of the martial arts arena.

“Master, I think they're dying.” Squatting in Shen Yanxiao's body, Taotie had been observing the training of these young undead.

For Taotie, to be able to receive the personal guidance of Shen Yanxiao was such a glorious thing.

Throughout the Barren Land, just how many people and demons lined up for Shen Yanxiao's one or two words of wisdom? But Shen Yanxiao was busy like a wheel. Apart from Nangong Mengmeng she had taught at an earlier time, Yin Jiuchen who occasionally received some pointers from her, and finally the little thieves of the Silver Hands that could compare notes with her, Shen Yanxiao had little spare time to teach others.

However, no matter which one of these three parties, their strength had advanced by leaps and bounds under Shen Yanxiao's guidance.

Nangong Mengmeng had been studying the Warlock profession for more than a year now, and she had begun to prepare to enter the second stage of her profession already. Yin Jiuchen had grown up from an ordinary girl to a Senior Pharmacist, and the group of guys in the Silver Hands, who were originally quite skilled, when given some of Shen Yanxiao's instructions, were now making rapid progress. One could imagine how much more ferocious they had become.

Taotie had kept all this in his heart. Shen Yanxiao might not be the most conventional teacher, but she would always make a point which was aimed at the weakest and most critical places of the other party. And often, one word from her was enough to reduce the bottleneck of the other party.

If it weren't for the fact that magical beasts and human beings had different ways of cultivation, Taotie would also like to cling onto his own master and ask her for some guidance.

But…

Looking at a group of tired and half-dead teenagers, aside from slightly despising the physique of the undead, Taotie was more worried that these brats would be trained to death by Shen Yanxiao.

It had only been two days!

This group of disobedient brats was already sprawling on the ground like mud; how would they spend the next twenty eight days then, ah?

“No. The body of an undead may not be as durable as that of a human, but they can recover very quickly. They will recover very soon if they are given a little rest.” Shen Yanxiao looked at the group of teenagers and did not worry too much. Before training them, Shen Yanxiao read all the information about the physique of the undead overnight.

Because of the nature of their race, the undead did not have the endurance of humans; even so, they recovered very quickly. They were not good at continuous fights, but just give them a little rest, it was enough for them to continue to cope with the next battle.

Based on Shen Yanxiao's words, human beings were devices with long battery life, while the undead were the type that could store less energy, but could charge quite quickly.

Although she arranged high-intensity training for Zhanye and the others, she also gave them enough time to rest over the period. Otherwise, this group of teenagers might really die from exhaustion as Taotie said.

“Get up.” Shen Yanxiao stood up suddenly, facing the group of undead teenagers.

The teenagers who had been lying on the ground the previous second got up immediately after hearing Shen Yanxiao's orders. Even though their bodies were shaking a little, none of them hesitated.

These and other actions had been trained by Shen Yanxiao to the extreme.

“The training continues now.” Shen Yanxiao had a strict face. At this time, she must learn to be ruthless.

“Yes!” Hoa.r.s.e voices were squeezed out from their chests, but after Shen Yanxiao's command, all the teenagers seemed to have forgotten their fatigue and began to line up orderly and run quickly around the periphery of the martial arts arena.