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!
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.”
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."
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?!
