Ye Tong looked at the two of them, dumbfounded, and found it somewhat amusing. "What are you two imagining?"
"My dear sister, do you even realize what you're saying?" Ye Yu glanced secretly at Xu Mu before turning to Ye Tong.
"We don’t have to take off all our clothes. When you think about beaches or those large public pools, do they separate men and women?" Ye Tong asked Ye Yu.
Hearing this, Ye Yu suddenly realized her thoughts had been less than innocent. After all, they had been talking about bathing, and she had assumed it meant being completely naked.
If that were the case, although she felt a bit embarrassed, she could accept it.
Xu Mu didn’t say much either; after all, the bathhouse was spacious enough to comfortably fit the three of them.
However, Ye Tong and Ye Yu clearly didn’t understand the effects of the “Xisui Pill.”
They probably didn’t know that after taking it, the body would start releasing impurities.
"Alright, I’ll go fill the pool first," Xu Mu said as he headed toward the first-floor bath.
He opened up his personal space and took out another Xisui Pill.
Then he stripped off his clothes.
Before long, Ye Tong and Ye Yu appeared as well.
Ye Tong wore tight black clothing. Usually, she preferred dresses.
Today, Xu Mu was truly appreciating her legs.
To put it simply, her legs were a sight to behold.
Noticing Xu Mu staring at her, Ye Tong felt a bit shy and sat down in the pool.
Shortly after, Ye Yu joined them.
She was dressed in beige, and to Xu Mu’s surprise, she looked even fiercer than Ye Tong.
This young woman really had been well taken care of.
Xu Mu took out a Xisui Pill and swallowed it in one gulp. "You two should take yours quickly."
The two of them took the pills as well.
Within seconds, the effects began to show on all three of them.
First, a warmth spread through their bodies, as if every pore had opened, and then they started sweating profusely.
“So this is the Xisui Pill?” Ye Tong looked at her flushed skin in amazement.
Suddenly, her expression changed. On her pale, rosy skin, a faint black substance began to ooze out.
It looked oily and very dirty.
Ye Yu was experiencing the same thing.
Splash!
Almost at the same time, both of them submerged their bodies in the water, leaving only their heads above the surface.
“Don’t look! It’s filthy!” Ye Tong hurriedly said to Xu Mu.
“The Xisui Pill cleanses the impurities inside the body. We’ve never done this before, so it’s normal to be dirty,” Xu Mu explained, his own body starting to show the black residue as well. He smiled at them, “Want me to scrub your backs? I’m a pro.”
“No, no!” Both of them didn’t want Xu Mu to see them like this.
Xu Mu smiled and headed to the shower to wash off the impurities.
As years of accumulated filth poured out from within, he felt as if the whole world had suddenly become clearer.
This stuff really worked.
...
Ye Tong and Ye Yu kept their heads above the water, waiting until Xu Mu left before hastily washing themselves.
Xu Mu sat on the sofa, waiting. After a while, the two of them came out.
This time, they both wore simple dresses—just something easy to slip on.
“Not bad, I feel like you two look even more beautiful.” Xu Mu sized them up with a smile.
【Affection +10】
【Affection +10】
Before heading out, the two of them did notice that their skin in the mirror seemed to have improved.
“Here, next is this pill—one each.”
Xu Mu took out the Qi Gathering Pill and handed one to each of them.
“Are you sure this one’s clean?” Ye Yu asked in advance. If not, she planned to go to her own bathroom to wash up.
“This one’s definitely clean,” Xu Mu replied with a smile.
Hearing this, the two of them took the pills simultaneously.
The pill dissolved instantly in their mouths, but unlike the Marrow Cleansing Pill, which turned into liquid, the Qi Gathering Pill transformed into gas that was absorbed directly by the body.
Ye Tong and Ye Yu both frowned immediately, feeling pain all over their bodies.
It was like their insides were bloated with gas that couldn’t be released, as if their bodies were about to burst.
Ye Yu collapsed onto the sofa, writhing in pain. “Damn brother-in-law, did you poison me? If you wanted me, just say so!”
“Hold on! Look at your sister!” Xu Mu said calmly. This was just the process of opening their spiritual veins.
Once the veins were connected, Qi could flow freely through their bodies.
Crack!
Suddenly, Ye Yu felt something inside her body break open, and the strange bloating sensation instantly vanished.
Ye Tong, who had been enduring the pain, felt the same relief moments later.
“All right, try clenching your fists hard. Can you feel a force flowing inside your bodies?” Xu Mu asked with a smile.
Both of them tried and indeed felt a power moving within.
“Come on, try lifting me up.”
Xu Mu walked over to Ye Yu.
“Brother-in-law, you’re so heavy—what if I can’t hold you?” Ye Yu pouted.
But Xu Mu had already leaned over behind her.
Ye Yu struggled a bit and easily lifted Xu Mu onto her back.
“Huh?”
Ye Yu was amazed. She could feel that lifting Xu Mu with just her own strength was a bit tough.
But when she exerted herself, the power inside her body seemed to help, making it easy to carry him.
She even jumped lightly, and it felt effortless.
“All right, get used to this power first.”
Xu Mu wasn’t planning to push them further just yet.
You can’t rush things—once their levels stabilized, he’d have them take more Qi Gathering Pills.
After everything was done, they all sat down to eat together.
During the meal, Xu Mu told Ye Tong that he had to go out afterward.
At this point, neither Ye Tong nor Ye Yu paid much attention.
…
As dusk fell,
Xu Mu drove to a park where several GL8 vans were parked.
Leading the group was Wang Biao, who immediately approached Xu Mu’s Cadillac Escalade when he saw him get out.
Just as Xu Mu stepped down, he saw Wang Biao and thirty burly men standing respectfully, each holding a machete, shouting,
“Young Master Xu!”
Xu Mu rubbed his forehead, a bit exasperated. “I already told you, we’re not here to fight today. We’re going to boost sales.”
With that, Xu Mu got back into the car. “Old Wang, take them all to Tianxia Foot Massage!”
“Yes, sir!”
Wang Biao glanced around at the crowd. “Put all the knives away.”
Led by Xu Mu, the group arrived at the entrance of Tianxia Foot Spa.
The lighting here was dazzlingly extravagant, and the parking lot outside was almost full.
There were Cadillac CT4s, Cadillac CT5s, Cadillac CT6s, and so on.
Xu Mu led dozens of people as they stepped into Tianxia Foot Spa together.
The security guards and attendants, seeing this group, immediately assumed they were some kind of gang coming to cause trouble. They hurriedly called the manager over.
Before long, a middle-aged man in a suit, with a stout build, quickly approached.
When he saw Xu Mu leading the group, he immediately smiled and greeted him, “Xu… Xu Young Master, what brings you here? Did someone from our place offend you?”
“No, we’re just here for a foot massage.”
Xu Mu said to the man, “Show me the therapists you have.”
“All right.”
The middle-aged man, panting slightly, rushed to the front desk, grabbed a tablet, and quickly returned. “Young Master Xu, they’re all listed here.”
Xu Mu flipped through the profiles swiftly and finally stopped at number thirteen.
“I’ll take number thirteen,” Xu Mu said, handing the tablet back to the man.
The middle-aged man took the tablet with a smile and turned to Wang Biao. “Brothers, take a look as well…”
“No need. We’ll all choose number thirteen. Find us a large private room.”
Xu Mu slipped his hands into his pockets and said coolly.
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.
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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.”
