"The tea is not bad, sweet on the palate with an endless aftertaste."
An Yi coughed lightly, changing the subject.
Hearing this, He Tingting smiled and said, "It's just ordinary Nongfu Three Punches mineral water, sold in all supermarkets. If you like it, you can take a bottle back with you."
"Is that so? Then I won't stand on ceremony."
An Yi said with a light cough.
Interrupted, He Tingting looked a bit confused: "Where were we just now?"
"We were talking about what kind of man is not worth trusting."
Lin Chen, who had been silent with a cold face, suddenly spoke up.
An Yi: "..."
This dead poker face!
He Tingting looked naturally ditzy: "Ah, right, what kind of man isn't worth trusting... Uh, well, I don't know either. I've only ever had Aoyun as a boyfriend, and he is really, really good."
"That's impossible, right? Haven't you ever felt that this guy is usually very suspicious?"
An Yi hinted from the side.
A thousand years, all resolved relying on traditional handiwork?
He didn't believe it!
"Heh, I wonder what part of me makes you feel suspicious?"
Long Aoyun suddenly appeared behind An Yi and asked leisurely.
Holy crap!
An Yi felt a chill down his spine.
This guy, how is he like a ghost, without making a single sound!
Beside him, Lin Chen's eyes sharpened, his muscles subconsciously tensed up, and he reached for the Cloud-Splitting Tonfa at his waist.
The God of War of Great Xia!
The Dragon Commander of the Empire!
The Master of the Pantheon!
A man's reputation is like the shadow of a tree.
Although it wasn't their first meeting, Lin Chen was still highly vigilant, his hairs standing on end.
"This is my home, no need to be nervous."
Looking at Lin Chen, Long Aoyun said with a light chuckle.
"Aoyun, you're back."
He Tingting looked gently at Long Aoyun.
"Yeah, there were some things to handle at work. I've been a bit busy these past few days and didn't have time to come home."
Long Aoyun loosened his tie and took off his suit.
He Tingting stood up, helped him get his slippers, and said softly, "As long as we have enough money to spend, it's fine. Don't overwork yourself, you must take care of your health. I'll go cook a few dishes for you."
"Mhm, thank you for your hard work."
Long Aoyun said gently.
Qin Yao pondered slightly.
Looking at He Tingting, who had a dangerous hairstyle, was intellectual and elegant, gentle and virtuous, yet a bit naturally ditzy, she had a sudden realization.
No wonder she could capture the heart of the Great Xia God of War; having no moves is better than having moves.
This kind of girl might be the dream existence of many men.
She had to learn a thing or two.
"I'm going to cook. How about you all stay and eat together?"
He Tingting looked at the three and asked.
An Yi waved his hand and said, "We won't trouble you."
Although he said that, An Yi had no intention of getting up at all.
"Stay and eat. Your sister-in-law's cooking is quite good."
Long Aoyun's lips curled up slightly as he said, "I also have some things to ask you."
He Tingting smiled and said, "Then you guys chat first, I'll go cook for you."
Qin Yao's eyes lit up, and she quickly said, "Sister Tingting, let me help you. I'm best at cooking."
"Really? I didn't expect you to be so pretty and good at cooking too, Yaoyao."
"My cooking skills have been refined. I specifically found a chef in the imperial capital to teach me."
Hearing the conversation between the two women in the kitchen.
Long Aoyun sat on the sofa, raised an eyebrow, and looked at An Yi and Lin Chen: "I didn't expect you guys to find this place."
"Haha, isn't it because we didn't know where the Pantheon was, so we came to your house."
An Yi crossed his legs.
Facing the God of War of the imperial capital, he looked completely calm.
Lin Chen was relatively more vigilant, his gaze never leaving Long Aoyun.
"Then how did you find my house?" Long Aoyun was quite curious.
His status as a live-in son-in-law in the He family had always been a secret. Even among the Twelve Gods of the Pantheon, not many knew.
He didn't expect that these three could actually come to his house.
An Yi coughed lightly: "That's not important."
Long Aoyun said indifferently: "What are you here for?"
Looking at Long Aoyun, An Yi was a bit conflicted about how to say it.
Regarding Long Aoyun's main quest, War God Supreme, there was only one mission objective: to make Long Aoyun submit.
He originally thought that fighting tooth and nail to KO Nie Xuan would be enough.
Who would have thought that this system quest wouldn't have any reaction at all.
He was still missing three Asura fragments!
Missing even one meant he couldn't get the Asura Godhead.
Moreover, regarding the reward for this main quest, the scam system had also invested heavily!
Undying Martial Body, Perfect Form!
The introduction behind it clearly stated.
Powerful healing ability, immortal and indestructible!
Damn it, after obtaining it, he would be a god-like existence!
An Yi's heart immediately grew hot.
Tossing and turning, unable to sleep all night, An Yi decided to have a face-to-face talk in person.
"Don't be nervous, have some tea."
Long Aoyun handed over the tea, looked at Lin Chen, and said with a light chuckle, "I always feel like you and that bespectacled guy surnamed Chen are the same, ready to attack me at any moment."
Lin Chen's expression was cold as he picked up the teacup and took a light sip.
"Speak, what exactly did you come looking for me for?"
Long Aoyun looked at An Yi.
An Yi's tone was solemn: "Um, Aoyun, do you, do you have the urge to join the Asura Sect?"
Pfft!
Lin Chen next to him directly spat out his tea, coughing from choking.
He looked at An Yi in disbelief.
Asking the Empire's Dragon Commander to join the Asura Sect?
How dare you!!
"Sorry, I don't have that idea for now."
Long Aoyun chuckled and said, "However, I quite appreciate you. If you want to come to the Pantheon, you are welcome anytime."
"Forget it."
An Yi looked disappointed.
Trying to make Long Aoyun submit with a shock of kingly aura was indeed not that easy.
Better think of another way.
How about kidnapping his wife?
"Ding! Host's intelligence awakened, Evil Value +0.1!" The system's high-pitched mechanical voice came.
An Yi was speechless for a moment.
Trash system!
0.1 Evil Value, couldn't even spend it if he tried!
Of course, An Yi only thought about kidnapping.
For this kind of War God trope protagonist, kidnapping his girlfriend was akin to putting a death buff on his own head.
Besides, he wasn't that kind of person.
"You have the aura of the Dragon Clan on you."
Long Aoyun stared at An Yi, his eyes suddenly becoming sharp.
"Do you want to see him?"
An Yi asked in a low voice.
However, it obviously wasn't meant for Long Aoyun and Lin Chen to hear.
Silver light flickered.
A stunningly beautiful silver-haired girl dressed in men's clothing suddenly appeared in the living room.
"You, you..."
Long Aoxue was a bit nervous, looking at Long Aoyun, then mustered her courage and said, "Hello, big nephew!"
Long Aoyun: "..."
This little girl is his aunt?
Being looked at curiously by Long Aoyun, Long Aoxue was a bit nervous and subconsciously hid behind An Yi, her small hands tightly grabbing the hem of An Yi's clothes.
Bloodline suppression! She always had an unspeakable fear.
"I didn't expect that I actually still have a relative in this world."
Long Aoyun smiled gently.
From birth, he had been lonely.
The last of the Dragon Clan, observing the change of dynasties and the passage of time under various identities, guarding Great Xia alone.
A thousand years later, knowing that he still had a relative alive, Long Aoyun was still very happy.
At this time, Lin Chen suddenly said, "There is someone else who wants to see you."
Saying that, he held up a jade pendant.
An old voice came from the jade pendant: "Grandson, I am your grandfather!"
Long Aoyun: "..."
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?!
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
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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!
