Ye Meng walked over, using a snow-white towel to wipe each little guy with different parts of the towel.
Then he looked down to carefully examine the slight sweat stains.
Ye Meng wore a delighted expression: "Now, it has reached the level of normal children."
"From tonight onward, you can begin their Martial Arts foundational training."
Fang Che said to Ye Meng, "Anyway, when we're not home, just train them hard according to the method I gave you."
"Every single one of them, including when they walk, eat, sleep, will begin to bear weight."
"Then start cultivating. Keep in mind the strictest, harshest standards, understand? Otherwise, they won't be able to catch up."
"I understand."
"Once they enter the grading stage, they can come into contact with things to strengthen their foundation and vital energy. The priority now is to become a Martial Disciple!"
Fang Che sighed softly, "I hope they can withstand it."
