After finishing up, Xu Mu quickly freshened up.
Ye Tong’s eyes had lost their sparkle.
Tired. Destroy everything.
Ye Tong had made up her mind: from now on, she would strictly maintain her “at home” state. Before getting up in the morning, she absolutely would not greet Xu Mu.
She would wait until he was dressed before opening her eyes.
After washing up, Xu Mu smiled at Ye Tong, signaling her to go wash as well.
Ye Tong responded softly and headed to the bathroom.
Xu Mu sat down on a nearby chair and opened the system to continue his draw—he still had one ten-draw left.
Let’s see what he could get this time.
【Ding! Congratulations, host has gained 20 attribute points】
【Ding! Congratulations, host has gained 20 cultivation points】
……
【Ding! Congratulations, host has obtained a fourth-grade heavenly material and earthly treasure: Blood Yam】
Seeing this, Xu Mu stroked his chin thoughtfully. A new item had appeared—heavenly materials and earthly treasures.
It just so happened that Xiao Ran had sent this one, but Xu Mu wasn’t complaining about having more.
This kind of treasure directly enhances qi and is extremely useful.
Although he didn’t need it himself, others could benefit.
Like his father, Xu Shou, or Meng Wanyue.
But thinking it over carefully, he still had too few experts on his side. Xu Shou had his own matters; protecting Ye Tong and Ye Yu was definitely not something he could do.
The only person he could count on was Meng Wanyue.
Looks like he needed to train more experts. The recent capture of Feng Yue and Mu Qingying was a harsh lesson.
In the future, he would have to face hidden clans. If they sent people to capture Ye Tong, it would be a guaranteed success.
Xu Mu continued to check the draw results and realized this time was almost a consolation prize—except for the fourth-grade heavenly material and earthly treasure.
Looks like his luck wasn’t great today.
Checking the points he gained: 310 cultivation points and 120 attribute points.
He added them all to himself, feeling his body change—he seemed to have leveled up again.
He checked his current stats.
Name: Xu Mu
Role: Villainous Saint Body, HR Manager at Xu Corporation
Realm: Mid-stage Gang Qi
Physique: 450
Spirit: 450
Cultivation: 370 (max 400)
Destiny Power: 195
Xu Mu nodded silently. His development was going well. If he could get another ten-draw next time, he would enter the late stage of Gang Qi.
Ye Tong came out of the bathroom at this moment.
Xu Mu smiled and said, “Isn’t Ye Yu supposed to go to the beach today? Let’s go get her.”
Ye Tong actually didn’t want to go anymore. All she wanted was to go home and sleep.
But this time, it was mainly to accompany Ye Yu, so she had no choice but to nod.
Xu Mu went to the room opposite and knocked on the door.
Meng Wanyue came over and opened it, greeting them with a calm expression, “President Xu, Sister Ye.”
Xu Mu nodded lightly and took the initiative to enter. Inside, Ye Yu was still lying on the bed.
“Ye Yu! Time to get up. Didn’t you say you wanted to go to the beach today?” Xu Mu called out as he approached.
“No more. I walked too much yesterday, and my legs hurt.”
Ye Yu stretched lazily, squinting at Xu Mu. “Brother-in-law, let’s go home.”
Hearing this, Ye Tong quickly chimed in, “Going home is fine too. I’m a bit tired as well. We went to too many places yesterday.”
Xu Mu nodded lightly. "Alright then, we’ll save the beach trip for next time. Let’s get up and head home."
...
After a two-hour journey, Xu Mu and the others returned to Jiang City.
Back at the villa, the group walked inside together.
Xu Mu’s eyes immediately caught sight of the blood yam by the window, tied with a red string in the shape of a bow.
Meng Wanyue noticed it too, but she wasn’t surprised. Xiao Ran had already briefed her about the situation while he was staying with her.
She said that Xu Mu’s medical skills were impressive—he had cured her hidden ailment—and she was willing to offer the blood yam as a token of gratitude.
“By the way, Mr. Xu, here’s what we retrieved from those people last night. I’ve already organized the videos on their phones,” Meng Wanyue said as she handed over her backpack.
Xu Mu glanced inside and saw two hundred thousand yuan in cash. “You’ve organized everything?”
“There were several phones, all containing videos of more than a dozen people being blackmailed. I’ve compiled all the files,” Meng Wanyue explained.
She looked at Xu Mu and said, “Mr. Xu specifically told them to keep their phones. I guess this was the plan all along.”
“Wanyue, you’re truly smart. I don’t even know how to reward you,” Xu Mu said, giving her a thumbs-up.
Yesterday, he had asked those people to keep their phones just to see if there were any other videos stored inside.
He was also hoping to find some familiar faces he could use for leverage.
He hadn’t thought of this during the interactions yesterday, but Meng Wanyue had already taken care of it.
No wonder she’s a killer—her mind is sharp and meticulous.
[Affinity +10]
Meng Wanyue lowered her head a little shyly. “Mr. Xu, I’m just doing what I should.”
Xu Mu had already given her advanced cultivation techniques for free; this was nothing in comparison.
“Sigh, it’s still more comfortable to just lie around at home,” Ye Yu said as she kicked off her shoes and collapsed on the sofa, stretching lazily.
Ye Tong then turned to Xu Mu. “I’ll make lunch. After we eat, I want to head back to the company.”
“Sure,” Xu Mu nodded. He also planned to go to the company in the afternoon to settle Xu Ningbing’s matter.
Once she became a martial artist, she would definitely be grateful to him.
...
Xu Mu invited Meng Wanyue to stay for lunch, and then the two of them headed to the company together.
After the meal, Xu Mu composed a message for Ye Tong.
“What’s this? Is it medicine?” Ye Tong asked, looking at the message.
“It’s a new drug I’ve been working on recently. You and Wang Weiliang can run some tests together. If all goes well, it should become the next big hit,” Xu Mu said with a mischievous smile.
Ye Tong was stunned. How strong is her man, really?
No wonder Wang Weiliang always praised Xu Mu as a genius in pharmaceuticals. Now she was just beginning to get a glimpse.
“Great!” Ye Tong nodded enthusiastically.
Meanwhile, the three beautiful women were chatting in the living room.
Xu Mu took out some medicinal herbs he had purchased earlier from storage and started tinkering in the kitchen. Eventually, he made a small black pill.
He wrapped it in a red plastic bag and put it into his pocket.
...
At 2:30 in the afternoon, Xu Mu and Meng Wanyue arrived at the company right on time.
Meng Wanyue returned to her post, while Xu Mu took the elevator up to the CEO’s office.
Standing outside the door, Xu Mu used his senses to peek inside and saw Xu Ningbing dressed in a tight black outfit, practicing punches on a boxing bag.
Her terrifyingly powerful chest heaved with each movement, giving Xu Mu quite the feast for the eyes.
He gently knocked on the door.
Inside, Xu Ningbing immediately broke into a light jog toward her desk, picking up the office uniform resting there.
“Sis!” Xu Mu called out.
Hearing his voice, Xu Ningbing set the clothes down again and said coolly, “Come in.”
Xu Mu pushed open the door and stepped inside, closing it behind him.
“What’s up?” Xu Ningbing glanced at him briefly before returning to the punching bag.
“Sis, guess where I went yesterday?” Xu Mu asked with a smile.
“I don’t care,” she replied, landing a punch on the bag.
“I spent a fortune yesterday, and even got injured, but I finally got my hands on a rare treasure that can help me step into the realm of ancient martial artists,” Xu Mu said with a grin.
At this, Xu Ningbing’s eyes widened like copper bells.
“But now I’m in a dilemma. There’s only one pill. Should I give it to my wife, or to you?” Xu Mu stroked his chin, talking to himself.

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