Morning, the sun was rising.

Rubbing her sleepy eyes, she sat up from the bed.

She saw a bowl of blood porridge and a cage of small blood dumplings on the table. Instantly, she felt hungry and quickly lifted the blanket, jumped off the bed, and ran to the table, picking up the bowl and the dumplings and started eating.

"Gulu gulu..."

After a moment, the bowl of blood porridge and the dumplings were all eaten up.

"My mother is really good, she brings me food every day." She licked her lips, with a satisfied expression.

After eating and drinking enough, she stretched her muscles and bones, then went to wash up, changed her clothes, and combed her hair.

Then, she pushed the door and walked out, encountering her aunt sitting on a chair drinking tea.

"Auntie." She slightly bowed.

She was very good with etiquette, elegant and noble in demeanor, impeccable.

"Auntie, I've worked hard this month, and it will be even harder in the future. I'm prepared." She affectionately touched her aunt's head and vowed.

"Auntie, rest assured, I will persevere." She said confidently.

"Since you have memorized the Qimen Pattern, I will teach you how to use it today." Meng Zhang stood up after speaking, "Focus your mind and imagine the central palace of the Qimen Pattern beneath your feet."

She nodded, focused her mind and looked at her feet, carefully thinking about the construction of the Qimen Pattern.

Her right foot lightly stepped on the ground, and blue veins appeared beneath her feet. These were the patterns of the Qimen Pattern, each representing a small grid, which were the core of the Qimen Pattern and everything revolved around them.

A small Qimen Pattern appeared in front of her, and then she saw her aunt in her own Qimen Pattern. A mischievous smile appeared on her face, "Fire Li! Explode!"

A ball of red flames ignited in her hand and flew towards Meng Zhang's face.

"Water Kan! Waterfall!" Meng Zhang casually waved her hand, and a powerful surge of water rushed towards the attack.

The flames were instantly extinguished when they met the water, turning into a wisp of blue smoke dissipating in the air. However, she herself was washed out of the central palace position by the water, and the Qimen Pattern also dissipated.

"Hehe." Meng Zhang chuckled, "Learning the Qimen Pattern has made you arrogant. You need me to teach you a lesson."

After saying that, Meng Zhang swept her sleeve and the Qimen Pattern reappeared.

This time, the Qimen Pattern covered the entire East Palace, leaving no chance to escape.

"Auntie, it's just a joke, please forgive me this time!" She quickly pleaded, realizing that she had no chance to escape with such a large Qimen Pattern, begging for forgiveness was her only choice.

Meng Zhang couldn't let go of the opportunity to discipline her.

"Tian Qian! Bind the Hundred Blossoms!" Meng Zhang waved her finger, and white flowers converged out of thin air, turning into a rope that bound her.

The rope extended downward, tightly binding her chest, in the blink of an eye, her hands were securely tied, and the rope continued to spread, entwining her body, finally binding her legs as well.

"Auntie, auntie... It was just a joke, there's no need to be so serious." She quickly cried out, struggling to free herself. However, the rope was too strong, no matter how she struggled, she couldn't escape this shackle.

The more she struggled, the tighter the rope tightened. It seemed like the rope was absorbing her energy, making her weaker and weaker. Eventually, she collapsed on the ground, no longer struggling.

Meng Zhang closed the Qimen Pattern, reached out and picked her up, supporting her back and legs, and walked towards her own room.

"Auntie, auntie... I was wrong, I shouldn't have joked, please forgive me, I won't dare again." She pleaded with a mournful face.

Meng Zhang ignored her and continued walking until they reached the bedroom, then finally stopped.

Meng Zhang sat on the bed and placed her face down on her legs.

"W-wait, Auntie, what are you going to do!" Sensing something was off, she asked anxiously.

"Mm, this position feels a bit inconvenient..." Meng Zhang thoughtfully looked at her bound hands. Then, she controlled the rope and lifted her bound hands up, changing the straight arms into crossed arms behind her back, causing her to involuntarily cry out.

"Ugh... it hurts!"

"Don't worry, niece. Aunt Meng has great medical skills and will definitely cure you." Meng Zhang smiled faintly.

Underneath the lifted skirt, Meng Zhang exposed her pure white stockings.

"Aunt, what are you doing!" She exclaimed, scared and unsure of what to do.

"Heh, you naughty child. You must be punished." Meng Zhang revealed a malicious smile, unwilling to let go of this opportunity to discipline her.

Meng Zhang restrained her so she couldn't move, then raised her palm and mercilessly slapped her buttocks.

"Smack!"

"Ugh... it hurts..."

Tears welled up as she cried out in agony, unable to escape Meng Zhang's restraint and resigned to endure her punishment.

"Aunt, it hurts!" Tears streamed down her face.

Seeing this, Meng Zhang increased the strength in her hand. "Do you know pain now? Be obedient!"

"Waaah, Aunt, I'm sorry, please don't hit me anymore." She cried.

"You dare attack me with the techniques I taught you? You really have some nerve!" Meng Zhang struck her once again.

"Waaah... I won't dare again in the future." She said with grievance. She never expected her kind and gentle aunt would actually hit her.

"Respect your teacher, understood? Furthermore, I am not only your teacher but also your elder." Meng Zhang said sternly. "If there's a next time, I'll lock you up and teach you a lesson in the dark cell."

"Waaah... I understand." She lowered her head, feeling dejected.

She lay on the bed, trying to relax in an undignified position to prevent further injury to her buttocks.

She initially thought her aunt would only give her a gentle reprimand, but each strike from her aunt was truly painful.

She had intended to grit her teeth and endure, but after just two strikes, she couldn't help but moan.

Meng Zhang, sitting on a chair nearby, had been holding back her laughter. When their eyes met, she quickly concealed her amusement, pretending to be calm and serious.

"Aunt, when will you remove the ropes from my body?" She looked pitifully at Meng Zhang.

"When I'm in a better mood, I'll untie you. Take this time to reflect on your actions." Meng Zhang said coldly, her tone still indifferent.

With that, Meng Zhang stood up and left the chamber.

Watching Meng Zhang's figure leaving, she sighed inwardly. "Perhaps I shouldn't have been mischievous and angered Aunt. Otherwise, I wouldn't have suffered this beating. I should apologize sincerely to Aunt."

Meng Zhang left the dormitory and couldn't help but smile. "This girl is becoming more and more mischievous, but I like this mischievous side of her."

Meng Zhang didn't mind being attacked by her with dark magic. In fact, she quite enjoyed it. Therefore, she didn't feel angry at all; instead, she felt somewhat pleased.

After all, only when she made mistakes did Meng Zhang have a reason to discipline her. And once she stopped making mistakes, Meng Zhang wouldn't have any excuses.

The "toys" in the dark cell always needed someone to try them out. As long as someone tried them, Meng Zhang had the opportunity to improve these "toys".

Unable to hold back a smile, Meng Zhang looked forward to the expression on her face when she tried these "toys". It should be quite amusing.

At night, Ling Guang brought dinner. She wanted to personally deliver it but was refused by Meng Zhang under the excuse of practicing.

Ling Guang left the food behind and returned to Nan Gong, sighing inwardly.

Meng Zhang couldn't let Ling Guang see her daughter being bullied by herself, otherwise Ling Guang would definitely get angry and cause a commotion.

Meng Zhang carried the dinner to the chamber, where she found her fast asleep. She quietly placed the food on the table and sat beside her, gently stroking her soft and smooth cheek with her hand.

Being touched by Meng Zhang tickled, and her body couldn't help but squirm as she made a few whimpering sounds.

Meng Zhang then transferred the power of healing to the buttocks to gradually alleviate the pain. Slowly waking up, she rubbed her eyes in a daze and saw Meng Zhang. She quickly got up from the bed and knelt on the ground proficiently, apologizing, "I'm sorry, Auntie. I was wrong earlier. I should not have disrespected you. Please forgive me."

Meng Zhang leaned in close and whispered, "Did you really think I would mind? I was just teasing you. But, I have to say, you look pretty cute right now. Next time, make more mistakes so that the 'toys' in the small dark room can be put to use, and your buttocks have a nice, elastic texture."

With that, Meng Zhang transformed into a gentle breeze and floated away.

Hearing this, she felt both ashamed and angry, saying to herself, "How infuriating! Auntie is going too far and seeking her own amusement. I actually thought she was really angry."

Frustrated, she muttered a few more sentences to herself and suddenly smelled a delicious aroma of food. She quickly ran to the table and finished all the food that was placed on it, saying, "The food mother made is so fragrant." She licked her lips in satisfaction and then cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks.

She had a very satisfying meal and continued to study the Qimen Formation chart. After all, Warlock System magic was closely related to the Qimen Formation chart.