Lin Yu finally bowed to reality.
The legendary medical skills passed down to him by his master could bring the dead back to life, cure cancer and kidney failure, and even included techniques like massage for women's physiological issues...
But when it came to men's health... the knowledge was scarce.
The only thing related to men's health was some tonic for enhancing virility.
It drove him crazy!
"Master, you’ve failed me!!!"
Lin Yu, in a daze, followed the doctors to the hospital for sperm preservation.
Since he was impotent, he had to undergo a puncture procedure.
"Store it for ten years, here’s the fee..."
The ten-year storage cost 20,000 yuan, which completely emptied Lin Yu’s wallet. The 150,000 yuan he had just been scammed into borrowing was now all gone.
"Doctor, please, you must take good care of it!!!"
Lin Yu looked at the test tubes, his voice trembling. This was his last hope!
It reminded him of a phrase he had once overheard:
"Young and unaware of the value of virility... now, broken, he could only weep over his lost potential."
"Mr. Lin, rest assured, our hospital’s sperm bank is professional. Each sample has its own unique code..."
"Then... I’ll leave it to you."
Lin Yu cried. Ever since losing one of his testicles, his once fierce personality had softened, and he now cried at the drop of a hat.
But just as he was drowning in sorrow, a group of thugs with dragon and tiger tattoos barged into the hospital.
"Hey... don’t touch that!" The nurse holding Lin Yu’s test tube was bumped by one of the thugs.
Her hand trembled—
"Crash!"
The sound of glass shattering echoed, and with it, Lin Yu’s heart broke.
"No!!!"
Lin Yu completely lost it, lunging toward the floor, toward his shattered hope.
The doctor had said his sperm quality was poor, and this was the only batch that barely met the standard... As his condition worsened, the quality and activity would only decline...
But now, it was gone...
"Who’s Lin Yu?"
The leader of the thugs was a burly man with a scar across his eye.
"Is Lin Yu not here?"
"Damn it, this guy borrowed 150,000 from us. Did he run off with the money?"
Clearly, these men were here to collect the debt.
Once you borrow from loan sharks, they’ll hound you like death itself to repay.
"You bastards!!!" Lin Yu slowly stood up.
Those test tubes had held all his hopes, and now... his hope was completely shattered.
How could he not be furious?
"Hey? Boss, isn’t this guy Lin Yu?"
"Yeah, it’s him! Kid, pay up!"
"You borrowed 150,000 a week ago. Now, with interest, it’s 170,000. You can pay the principal later, but first, give us the 20,000 interest."
"I’ll pay you nothing!!!" Lin Yu, already on the verge of exploding, lashed out!
He didn’t care anymore; he just swung his fists!
But after his feminization, Lin Yu’s fighting ability had weakened significantly. His punches were soft and ineffective.
A Middle Stage Dark Force expert, he was no match for these thugs!
And they... were armed with stun batons!
Stun batons seemed to be designed specifically to counter martial artists.
The violent electric current could instantly disperse the internal energy of a Dark Force expert, rendering them powerless. Without internal energy, was it even Dark Force anymore?
"Ah!"
A piercing scream—Lin Yu was beaten once again!
"Wow? Who would’ve thought? This kid’s a martial arts expert? Good thing we brought the stun batons, or we might’ve lost to him!"
The boss kicked Lin Yu a couple of times in anger.
By now, Lin Yu was barely conscious.
"Boss, doesn’t this guy look familiar? Wasn’t he the ‘One-Ball Hero’ from the news a few days ago?"
"Oh, you’re right! The One-Ball Hero? Perfect... isn’t this exactly Big Brother Qiang’s type?"
"Hehe... Lin Yu might be a bit feisty, but he’s got a pretty face. Big Brother Qiang would definitely like him. Let’s take him away!"
After losing a testicle, Lin Yu’s appearance had become more feminine, his features softer.
Unconscious, Lin Yu had no idea what was coming next.
......
"Wake up, sleepyhead!"
Jiang Che called Qin Qiaoqiao awake.
"Good morning, Senior Jiang Che!"
The girl sat on the bed, rubbing her eyes, her hair a mess, her gaze still hazy from sleep.
"Good morning!"
After washing up, they headed downstairs.
It had to be said, having a sweet and lovely girl like Qin Qiaoqiao by your side was quite comforting.
No man could resist a beautiful girl who adored you. If you did... you’d regret it!
Aunt Chen had already prepared breakfast.
"Jiang Che... I’m almost too scared to go back to school now!"
In the car, Qin Qiaoqiao covered her face, blushing all the way to her neck.
"My dad is my Chinese teacher... and my mom works at the school too. I don’t know how to face them!"
...
"Grandpa Butler, follow that Maybach ahead..."
"Yes, Miss."
Ye Mengyao sat in the back of the Bentley, biting her thin lips. She had woken up early today, planning to surprise Jiang Che at his villa.
But instead, she witnessed a scene that nearly broke her heart.
Jiang Che and Qin Qiaoqiao walked out of the villa hand in hand.
Ye Mengyao knew that Jiang Che’s parents had moved out, meaning Jiang Che and Qin Qiaoqiao had spent the night alone together.
"Bad Jiang Che! Stupid Jiang Che! What am I to you?"
Ye Mengyao was on the verge of tears!
"Jiang Che... I won’t give up! I’ll prove to you... that I’m better, prettier than Qin Qiaoqiao!"
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
and couldn't return to the real world. Finally, I gave up and decided to go with the flow, only to discover that writing a diary could make me stronger. Since no one could read it, Su Luo wrote freely, daring to pen anything and everything. Female Lead #1: "Not bad. This diary helped me steal all the protagonist's opportunities. I just want to get stronger." Female Lead #2: "I don’t care about reaching the peak of the cultivation world. Right now, I just want to enjoy the chaos." Female Lead #3: "What? Everyone around me is a spy? I’m the Joker Demon Lord?" ... It’s so strange. Why is the plot completely off track, yet the ending remains the same? Are you all just messing with me?!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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.
