While the two were chatting, the study door opened again, and Chen Cai, dressed in a skirt, appeared.
"Honey, who are you talking to so late?"
"Just my good friend."
Seeing Chen Cai enter, Feng Kang turned to Lin Yang and said, "Let's go outside."
Lin Yang nodded.
After that, the lights in the study dimmed once more.
Xu Mu cursed under his breath. Chen Cai was such a nuisance. If she hadn’t shown up, he might have uncovered Feng Kang’s intentions.
He checked his phone and waited for a long time, but they never returned. Frustrated, he turned off his phone.
Meanwhile, Ye Yu and Ye Tong were still watching videos together, laughing and chatting.
Xu Mu walked over and said to Ye Yu, "Yu, go to bed. You have school tomorrow."
"It’s still early. If I go back, I’ll just be on my phone. I’d rather stay with my sister," Ye Yu replied with a grin.
"But I’m sleepy."
"Brother-in-law, then go sleep in my room. I don’t mind your stinky body."
Ye Yu had no intention of leaving. She was determined to stay until at least ten o’clock.
"So, you’re not going?" Xu Mu narrowed his eyes.
"Nope! Even if you hit me, I won’t leave!"
Ye Yu clung to Ye Tong’s arm, puffing out her cheeks.
"Honey, it’s still early. Maybe we can let Yu stay—"
"Piano duet!"
Xu Mu cut Ye Tong off.
"Ahem! Yu, I think you should go to bed. I have an important experiment at the company tomorrow and need to wake up early," Ye Tong said with a serious expression.
What a joke!
A solo performance was already overwhelming—a duet would be unbearable!
"Let’s go!"
Xu Mu scooped Ye Yu up in a princess carry and strode out of the room.
"Sis! Don’t give in to his threats! Show the pride of the Ye family!"
Despite Ye Yu’s struggles, Xu Mu carried her out effortlessly.
He opened her bedroom door and tossed her onto the bed.
Then, he immediately dashed out.
Ye Yu scrambled after him, but by the time she reached Xu Mu’s bedroom, the door was already locked.
"Stupid brother-in-law!"
She grumbled, but then remembered the princess carry.
A smile crept onto her face involuntarily.
[Affection +10]
Xu Mu had already gone back to sleep.
Ye Tong wrapped her arms around his and whispered, "Honey, no duets tonight. It’s too... intense."
"That depends on your performance."
Xu Mu replied coolly.
......
The next morning.
Xu Mu woke up early and started his daily lottery draw.
He knew his duet was overpowering—but then again, anyone’s duet would be stronger than a solo.
He clicked the draw button, and the wheel began spinning.
[Ding! Congratulations, Host. You’ve obtained 20 cultivation points.]
[Ding! Congratulations, Host. You’ve obtained the "Veteran Driver" title.]
Xu Mu frowned. What the hell was this?
He was already a steady driver—who needed this?
[Ding! Congratulations, Host. You’ve obtained 10 attribute points.]
[Ding! Congratulations, Host. You’ve obtained 30 cultivation points.]
......
[Ding! Congratulations, Host. You’ve obtained a third-grade heavenly treasure: Spring Night Grass.]
Xu Mu: ?
He narrowed his eyes. What was the system trying to pull?
Why give him Spring Night Grass?
As a righteous man, what use did he have for something like this?
......
After finishing all eleven draws, he got the "Veteran Driver" title and Spring Night Grass once each.
The remaining nine were all baseline rewards.
This time, he gained 110 cultivation points and 60 attribute points. Following his usual routine, he allocated them all.
Suddenly, black text appeared before his eyes again.
[Congratulations, Host. You’ve reached the early stage of the Divine Ability realm.]
Xu Mu smirked. Finally.
The Divine Ability realm.
He got up, dressed, and headed to the bathroom.
Closing the door, he circulated the energy in his body. Then, he raised his arm to inspect it.
Sure enough, tiny red specks of light flickered from his pores.
"So this is Qi?"
Xu Mu murmured.
In the Divine Ability realm, all meridians were fully connected.
When releasing power, Qi would seep out through the pores, shimmering like starlight—hence the alternate name, "Stellar Realm."
"Not bad. My Qi has increased significantly. The Divine Ability realm lives up to its name."
He checked his status panel.
Name: Xu Mu
Identity: Villainous Saint Physique, HR Manager of Xu Corporation
Realm: Early Divine Ability
Physique: 600
Spirit: 600
Cultivation Value: 70 (Max: 800)
Destiny Power: 177
Xu Mu nodded to himself. Just as he’d guessed, the cultivation value doubled with each major realm breakthrough.
Now that he’d entered the Divine Ability realm, the cap had risen to 800 points.
But this was trivial. After all, his cultivation value came from guaranteed rewards.
Unlike others who had to train hard and consume rare treasures to break through, Xu Mu didn’t need any of that.
Next, he checked his "Veteran Driver" title. A new skill flooded his mind.
Turns out, this ability allowed him to master any vehicle—from bicycles to trucks and even trains.
Before, Xu Mu’s driving skills were merely passable.
He couldn’t drift or perform advanced maneuvers, paling in comparison to someone like Meng Wanyue.
But now, muscle memory from the title told him otherwise.
Whether it was a car or a bicycle, he could pull off a perfect drift.
Xu Mu nodded in approval. At least this ability had some practical use.
At the breakfast table, Ye Yu kept glancing at Xu Mu before huffing and looking away.
"What’s wrong?"
Xu Mu chuckled and ruffled her hair.
"Nothing."
Ye Yu pouted and continued eating.
So much for being sleepy last night—he’d still been busy until midnight.
"Is my little Yu upset?"
Xu Mu wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "You have school today. I was just looking out for you."
"Excuses, excuses!"
Ye Yu kept her head down, focusing on her food.
"Fine. How about this? On Friday, I’ll let you sleep with your sister. Deal?"
Xu Mu looked at her expectantly.
"Yes! Yes!"
Before Ye Yu could respond, Ye Tong perked up excitedly.
But under Xu Mu’s gaze, she awkwardly lowered her head and resumed eating.
"That’s more like it!"
Ye Yu’s face brightened with a smile.
......
The three went their separate ways.
As soon as Xu Mu arrived at the company, Wang Biao approached him with reverence.
He still couldn’t believe that just two pills from Xu Mu had elevated his strength to such heights.
"Young Master Xu, with this power you’ve given me, I won’t let you down."
Wang Biao’s eyes burned with fervor.
"Glad to hear it."
Xu Mu waved him off dismissively.
Out of habit, he pulled out his phone and logged into the cloud, checking Feng’s study for any new developments.
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