[Ding! Detected the Host engaging in indulgent yoga training. Reward: Lottery Draw Chance +1.]
[Detected S-Class Goddess Xia Lin's favorability +1. Reward: Lottery Draw Chance +1.]
After a session of yoga, Xia Lin was left limp on the yoga mat, her eyes glazed with desire.
Su Bai, on the other hand, had only broken a light sweat.
To be able to bring Xia Lin such pleasure in this kind of situation, without even engaging in a "proper battle," was truly a rare achievement.
"I can't believe it didn't trigger a special achievement, just a standard indulgence reward. One star!" Su Bai complained silently.
It should be known that such a feat required incredibly robust physical fitness, a mindset that was both bold and meticulous, and quite a bit of technique.
"Little brother, I think I need to take a shower first..."
"Wouldn't it be better to shower at the clubhouse?" Su Bai asked, somewhat puzzled.
Xia Lin blushed immediately. "No way. We're going there to see Grandma Ouyang. If she sees me looking disheveled... Oh, it's just embarrassing. She is an elder, after all."
"Alright, then you go shower, Sister. I'll wash up too," Su Bai said, expressing his understanding.
Not all elders were as unconventional as Aunt Jiang.
One still had to have manners, tentatively speaking.
While showering, Su Bai couldn't help but imagine: what kind of aura would an old Chinese medicine practitioner who served Shanghai's high society possess?
Would it be an immortal style, with a flowing white beard... wait, no, it's an old grandma, not an old grandpa; she wouldn't have a beard.
She should probably be the type who was slightly chubby, with a kind and benevolent face, radiating the pleasant scent of herbal medicine...
After a cold shower, Su Bai's restlessness settled down.
By the time he was packed and ready, Xia Lin had restored her glamorous image and appeared gracefully beside the Porsche Panamera.
"Sister Lin, you're so fast. How did you get to the parking lot already..."
"Why? Do you think all girls dally around when they shower?"
"Not necessarily... but your speed is genuinely impressive."
Su Bai truly admired it. After all, his other female confidantes took quite a long time to shower.
Xia Lin seemed very proud of her special skill. In fact, this was similar to her work style: vigorous and resolute, never dragging things out.
Of course, she would never show this pride outwardly in normal times. These little girlish emotions were hidden away, shown only to those she was most intimate with.
On the way, Xia Lin made a phone call, presumably to that Grandma Ouyang.
The other party indicated that preparations were complete and they could come at any time.
Judging by the voice, the elderly woman seemed quite hale and hearty. It was already quite late, yet she was still so energetic.
"By the way, brother Su Bai, can you handle a strong massage?" Xia Lin suddenly remembered something, a lively smile appearing at the corners of her mouth. "Grandma Ouyang has very strong hands."
"No fear here, bring it on!" Su Bai looked completely relaxed.
Although he didn't know how much force he could actually withstand during a massage, one couldn't be cowardly about such small matters. It was better to boast first.
...
"Awoo—it hurts, it hurts! Grandma, go easy—"
About fifteen minutes later.
Su Bai suffered a tragic slap to the face.
In the therapy room of the clubhouse, an elegant elderly woman wearing silk loungewear was gripping Su Bai's cervical spine, kneading it back and forth.
It was like a mother cat fussing over a kitten.
Su Bai let out screams like a ghost wailing or a wolf howling, which made Xia Lin, who was watching from the side, giggle continuously.
She still remembered when she was a child and received physiotherapy from Grandma Ouyang for the first time; the scene hadn't been much better than this.
But after it was over, it really felt comfortable!
It was a sensation of the body's Qi and blood flowing freely.
Seeing Su Bai making such a fuss was actually kind of cute. Xia Lin felt that coming here today was the right choice.
"Young man, your body is quite good. This cervical spine, these shoulders... tsk tsk, no issues at all. That's too rare," Grandma Ouyang praised.
Different from Su Bai's imagination, the grandma didn't have a slightly chubby figure. Instead, she was thin and tall, standing close to 1.8 meters. For a Chinese woman of that generation, this was an absolutely rare height.
Paired with her stern, unsmiling face and weathered voice, she looked like a senior sister from a cultivation sect in a Xianxia world who practiced the Path of Ruthlessness.
However, according to Xia Lin, the grandma just looked fierce; her temper was actually quite good.
"...Are there really no issues?" Su Bai grimaced in pain, a bit skeptical. "Then why is it so incredibly painful?"
"Eh, pain is correct. If it doesn't hurt, there's no effect. Whether it hurts or not has nothing to do with whether your body parts are malfunctioning."
"But I heard that if the dampness in the body is heavy..."
Taking advantage of a moment when Grandma Ouyang was resting, Su Bai seized the opportunity to cut in and started chatting about physiotherapy with Grandma Ouyang.
He didn't know how the basic knowledge provided by the System would measure up in the grandma's eyes.
The result proved that the System was reliable as always. Grandma Ouyang's mood became increasingly spirited, her eyes grew brighter, and she looked as if she had met a kindred spirit too late in life.
Although Su Bai's insights weren't anything special, his basic knowledge was solid, with no errors or omissions.
This was actually quite rare.
Halfway through the conversation, Grandma Ouyang's mouth was dry. She took a sip of water and looked at Xia Lin with deep meaning.
"Little Lin, this fiancé of yours is not an ordinary person. There aren't many young people as steady as him these days."
"...Grandma, how did he become a fiancé? We are just... just dating."
Xia Lin nervously tucked a stray hair behind her ear and stole a glance at Su Bai. Seeing that he didn't object and was just smiling, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
How should she put it? This younger brother was a scumbag who never gave her a direct response. He only said he liked her during their intimate moments when emotions were running high.
Forget it. Su Bai wasn't just like this with her; he was a terrible flirt with other girls too.
Unexpectedly, Su Bai took the initiative to correct her: "Not a boyfriend. Sister Lin explicitly said she wanted to marry me, and I agreed."
"When did you agree? How come I didn't know?"
"Oh, well, I've agreed now anyway... This agreement, you see, doesn't need to be too explicit. Proposing is something that should have a sense of ritual. Wait until I graduate, and then Sister Lin can formally propose to me."
"...Hahaha, you really are..."
Xia Lin covered her mouth, laughing endlessly at Su Bai's teasing. You could never predict what strange words would pop out of this guy's mouth.
Grandma Ouyang, meanwhile, appreciated this young man even more.
To be honest, in the Shanghai circle, it wasn't unheard of for only daughters to find boyfriends from out of town. But those boys... how to put it... really couldn't compare to Su Bai.
Mainly in terms of temperament. Su Bai's level of emotional stability, as well as his manner of being neither humble nor arrogant, was truly hard to achieve. Considering he was only eighteen, it could only be attributed to natural talent.
Furthermore, this kid definitely had ability and money. That was the greatest foundation for being neither humble nor arrogant. A young man with nothing to his name would find it very difficult to remain poised in the face of favor or disgrace.
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
