Su Yu stroked his chin, and before long, he had devised a specialized training program for this wealthy heiress.
Afterward,
he got to his feet, walked into the bedroom, and fell into a deep sleep.
…
Meanwhile,
Lin Xiaoxiao carried the heavy refined-steel spear and jogged all the way back to her single-room apartment.
Bang.
The door slammed shut.
She leaned against the cold door, gasping for breath.
Even now,
her violently pounding heart showed no sign of calming down.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
The sound of her heartbeat was exceptionally clear in the quiet room.
Lin Xiaoxiao lowered her head
and looked at the refined-steel spear in her hands.
The martial will belonging to Su Yu, deliberately suppressed at the threshold of the Transformation Realm, had already begun to slowly dissipate from the spear.
Even so, a faint, unusually warm afterglow still remained.
Lin Xiaoxiao extended a fair finger and gently caressed the shaft.
In her mind,
the scene from Su Yu’s living room moments ago involuntarily resurfaced.
His arms wrapped around her from behind.
His broad, solid chest.
His warm, powerful hands.
And that deep, professional voice pressed close to her ear.
Boom!
Lin Xiaoxiao’s cheeks instantly flushed crimson, and even her slender neck took on an alluring shade of pink.
She felt as though her entire body had gone weak.
That wondrous sensation of having her soul forcibly guided and merged with another domineering will was far more intense than any physical contact!
“He… He actually lent me his martial will without holding anything back so that I could comprehend it…”
Lin Xiaoxiao bit her rosy lower lip.
Her eyes gleamed with an extraordinarily bright light.
Could this be considered absolute trust?
She hugged the spear, which still carried traces of Su Yu’s presence, tightly against her chest.
Feeling the warmth that was about to fade away,
she felt light-headed, as if she were drunk.
“No!”
“I can’t let him down!”
Lin Xiaoxiao abruptly shook her head, forcing herself to regain her clarity.
She clenched her fists in secret
and made an exceptionally firm resolution in her heart.
Every day!
From now on, she would go to Su Yu every evening to practice spear techniques!
No matter how hard or exhausting it was, and no matter how sternly he watched her,
she absolutely could not give up!
…
The next day.
The sky had only just begun to brighten.
Jingwu’s skies were still shrouded in a faint layer of mist.
Ding-dong.
The doorbell of Su Yu’s apartment was pressed repeatedly and urgently.
Su Yu opened his eyes.
A streak of dark-golden light flashed through his pupils before vanishing.
He turned over and got out of bed without the slightest hesitation.
His martial-king-level spiritual power had already clearly sensed the overwhelming blood-and-qi aura of a Martial Emperor outside the door.
Nie Changkong had arrived.
Su Yu walked to the entrance, but before opening the door,
he stopped.
Hummm—!
The fully mastered Myriad Forms Concealment Art surged into motion within his body!
An invisible, formless gray ripple instantly enveloped his entire body.
Crack! Crack!
Accompanied by an extremely faint sound of bones grinding,
the contours of Su Yu’s face began to visibly change.
His originally somewhat refined yet cold and stern features lengthened slightly, while the corners of his eyes grew narrower and sharper.
The lines of his jaw became markedly harder.
In only a few breaths,
the entire air around him underwent a complete transformation!
The youthful awkwardness of a student faded, replaced by the weathered coldness of someone who had spent years living on the edge of a blade.
Unless someone was as intimately familiar with him as Lin Xiaoxiao,
even a classmate standing right in front of him would never recognize him as Su Yu, the freshman.
Next,
Su Yu’s thoughts shifted.
He compressed and sealed the nine million strands of dark-golden divine blood within his body—blood comparable to that of a Martial Saint—deep within his dantian.
Only a precisely measured amount was released through his meridians: exactly 120,000 points of crystalline blood-and-qi energy!
The Grandmaster Realm!
Not a single point more, not a single point less.
Only after completing all this
did Su Yu reach out and pull open the door.
Outside,
Nie Changkong wore a black combat outfit, his expression grim and murderous.
The instant he saw the door open, Nie Changkong instinctively wanted to call out to Su Yu.
But before the words could leave his mouth,
his entire body suddenly froze!
The perception of a Martial Emperor swept over the young man before him like radar, instantly examining him from head to toe.
An unfamiliar face.
A cold, hard presence.
And steady as a rock, precisely 120,000 points of Grandmaster-level blood and qi!
“You…”
Nie Changkong’s eyes widened as he examined Su Yu from every angle.
If he had not seen him emerge from this very room, he would have suspected that he had knocked on the wrong door.
“This concealment technique…”
Nie Changkong drew in a sharp breath, his eyes filled with astonishment.
“It’s practically flawless!”
“Even I, a Martial Emperor, can’t see through your original appearance without using a soul-searching secret art to forcefully probe your sea of consciousness!”
Nie Changkong could not help praising him.
A top-grade Heaven-ranked technique truly lived up to its reputation!
But what shocked him even more was Su Yu’s comprehension!
In merely one night,
this kid had actually cultivated a technique that even Nie Changkong found obscure and difficult to understand to a level capable of completely fooling the eye?!
A freak!
He was a damn, utterly incorrigible freak!
Su Yu remained calm.
Looking at Nie Changkong, he deliberately lowered his voice, giving it a slightly hoarse quality.
“Vice Principal.”
“From this moment onward, I am Su Yuan.”
Nie Changkong came back to himself.
He nodded in satisfaction.
“Good!”
“Su Yuan!”
“Let’s go!”
Nie Changkong did not waste a word. He suddenly waved his hand.
“Move out!”
“We’re going to wipe out the Abyss Cult’s headquarters!”
…
Ten minutes later,
a completely black stealth fighter with no military markings took off in secret from the rear mountain of Jingwu.
Like a ghost, it tore through the morning mist and flew straight toward the outskirts of the capital.
The black stealth fighter tore through the morning mist like a ghost.
Inside the cabin,
the atmosphere was grim and murderous.
Aside from Martial Emperor Nie Changkong, seated in the main position, and Su Yu, operating under the alias “Su Yuan,”
four upright figures in dark-green military uniforms sat on either side of the spacious cabin.
All four were Martial Kings!
They were trusted elites whom Nie Changkong had secretly mobilized from the military overnight. Every one of them had fought through rivers of blood on the Abyssal Front and carried an intense aura of iron and blood.
However,
when the four Martial Kings’ gazes fell upon Su Yu,
the aura warning others to keep their distance instantly vanished without a trace.
In its place appeared exceptionally amiable smiles.
“Vice Principal.”
The first burly Martial King on the left, a buzz cut framing his broad head, grinned as he sized up Su Yu’s cold, hard features.
“Is this the little brother you mentioned—the Shadow?”
“But… Please forgive my boldness. The blood-and-qi fluctuations coming from this young brother seem to indicate that he has only just entered the Grandmaster Realm, haven’t they?”
The burly Martial King glanced at Nie Changkong, concern evident in his voice.
“Our target this time is an ultra-secret stronghold of the Abyss Cult. Isn’t it a little too dangerous to bring a Grandmaster along?”
his freshman year, Su Bai accidentally bound the "Indulgence Tycoon System." 【Sleeping in? Reward: +$1,000】 【Spent $288 at a street barbecue stall? Cashback: +$2,880】 【Dropped $14,396 on in-game skins? Special reward unlocked: A brand-new Porsche Panamera!】 Luxury cars, penthouses, corporate shares, financial empires… College life was all about living freely and doing whatever he pleased! … When the adorably naive academic genius faced family medical bills and financial struggles, Su Bai waved his hand dismissively: "Your future is on me." "Wuwu~ Big Brother is so good to me! I’ll become a scientist to repay you!" When the genius girl got bullied by a shady professor? Su Bai casually dropped a billion-dollar investment, forcing the university to grovel and beg for her return. A company’s funding chain collapsing? Su Bai smirked—cash was the one thing he’d never run out of. Years later, when people traced the rise of the AI prodigy beauty, who was the man behind her success? Not just that—Su Bai also became the tsundere campus belle’s unattainable dream, the contrast senior’s daily necessity, and the beautiful counselor’s emotional anchor…
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
y came from. The chests contained supplies, currency, class-change scrolls, skills, talents… and even godhood! The laws of the world were completely rewritten. This became a world where everyone gambled with their fate! Some people, despite having nothing, opened a divine artifact and rose to the top, eventually ruling the world. Others went bankrupt, opened nothing but worthless junk, and leaped from skyscrapers in despair. Lin Ye arrived in this world from another reality, utterly bewildered. “What is going on? Why is everyone a gambling addict?!” “Opening chests? No way. I refuse to gamble. I’ll start with myself!” Until— On his first chest, he obtained a Mythic Talent: Void Incarnation! He could become completely intangible, pass through all things, and reduce everything to nothingness! … On his fiftieth chest, he obtained a Mythic Weapon: Blade of Karma! With a single slash, karma shattered, twisting the universe and overturning the myriad phenomena of creation! … On his ninety-ninth chest, he obtained a Mythic Divine Treasure: Primordial Purple Energy! It could split open the heavens and earth, create all things, and evolve countless worlds with a single thought! Lin Ye: “Now that I think about it… shouldn’t someone have told me that every chest is guaranteed to contain something Mythic?!”
to panic—he has a system. As long as an investment target dies, he can claim a reward. And since he is immortal, the one thing he has plenty of is time. ... Countless years later. “Immortal Emperor of Longevity? I invested in him.” “Supreme Celestial Venerable? I invested in him.” “Undying Empress? I invested in her.” “...” “Heh. Once they’ve all died, even the Heavenly Dao will have to kneel and call me Dad.”
