Villain: Starting as a Corrupt Tycoon's Wife

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"I did it."

Gu Tianchen's heart skipped a beat. Just as he was about to kneel down again, Feng Xiu grabbed his shoulders once more.

"Your physique is quite good, and your family is wealthy, so why haven't you learned martial arts?"

"I...I'm just afraid of hard work..."

He chuckled, only to be met with a disdainful look from Feng Xiu.

"What a waste of such a good physique! Would you like to train with me? In my opinion, you might just become a master of innate martial arts!"

These words struck a chord with Gu Tianchen. The reason he was unwilling to practice martial arts, besides being genuinely afraid of suffering, was that good martial arts techniques couldn't be bought with money.

The Gu family wields considerable power, but it's limited to their specific areas. Their advantage in martial arts is only slightly greater than that of ordinary people—that is, money.

Ordinary cultivation techniques have low upper limits. Even if you can buy them at international auction houses, you can only cultivate them to the peak of the Acquired Realm (Marrow Cleansing Realm) at most. If you want to obtain a cultivation technique that can be cultivated to the Innate Realm, it will cost hundreds of millions, provided that the seller is willing to sell it.

As for making countless copies of the purchased cultivation techniques for charity or posting them online, some people have done so. The consequence is that they are altered by malicious individuals, ultimately causing countless people to go astray or even die suddenly, forcing the authorities to step in and stop it.

"Would you like to learn martial arts from me?"

Gu Tianchen knew that this was his real opportunity. No matter how much others praised Ma Baoguo, he was still killed by the man in front of him!

Of course, he dared not object. A ruthless character capable of killing would surely mean certain death if he offended him.

"Gu Tianchen greets Master!"

"Good!" A ruthless glint flashed in Feng Xiu's eyes. "Come here, disciple. From now on, you will cultivate this technique. If you don't understand anything, you can ask me."

Gu Tianchen took the cultivation manual, which had the four characters "All Rivers Flow Back to the Source" written on it.

“This cultivation technique is enough for you until you reach the Innate Realm,” Feng Xiu added.

"Thank you, Master!" Gu Tianchen stuck his butt out high to show his loyalty. "By the way, Master, is there anything else I can do for you?"

"Heh, let's put all that nonsense aside for now. Tell me first, who exactly are you and your father...?"

Feng Xiu shattered a window two meters away with a single palm strike and jumped out of it.

He ran into the woods, but soon returned.

There's no mistake, someone was definitely watching me just now, but they got away.

Was it the police or...?

Thinking of this, he glanced at Gu Tianchen.

Perhaps this little guy brought it over.

But it doesn't matter. He's not afraid of ordinary police or pistols, as long as they're not heavily armed troops.

After Feng Xiu entered the house, Er Leng, who was sitting in a tree not far away, quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

No wonder he defeated Ma Baoguo, he's awesome!

Feng Xiu, who possesses divine sense, can sense his presence without even seeing him.

Fortunately, he had practiced the "Turtle Breathing Technique," which not only allowed him to hold his breath for extended periods but also enabled him to conceal his aura.

After confirming that the other party would not come out again, Erleng quietly climbed down the tree and moved to a slightly farther place to continue watching the two.

Chapter 118 Autumn Wind and Unyielding Spirit

In the afternoon, Fang Muqing borrowed Ling Lan.

This was a request from her chef, Yue Jia. With the next Culinary God Competition not far off, Yue Jia wanted to avenge her master and was eager to make a breakthrough in her culinary skills.

After getting Ling Yun's consent, Ling Lan got into Fang Muqing's car.

The purple-haired beauty had considered inviting Ling Yun to her home, but Xiang Yao and Ling Shuang beat her to it, leaving Ling Yun unable to attend to both. Besides, he had already had a friendly exchange with Fang Muqing at the beauty salon that day, so he decided to try something different.

The combination of mother and daughter is always popular, whether in China or other countries, wealthy people love this combination.

This dual stimulation, both physiological and psychological, is why Lingyun frequently visits the Bai and Xiang Yao families.

Xiao Ling wasn't feeling well today, and Xiang Yao considerately told her to rest tonight and not to get involved in the battle with Ling Yun.

When Lingyun arrived that evening, he saw two women wearing only two thin layers of cloth.

The fabric they were wearing was so thin that calling it a bath towel would be an exaggeration; it was just a layer of semi-transparent white towel hanging down from their towering peaks, barely covering their navels.

As for what lies below, nothing can conceal it; the two beauties with their legs together serve as a natural cover.

Ling Yun didn't need to look closely; a quick glance was enough to see their well-groomed golden fur—the same color as their hair.

"what's for dinner?"

Ling Yun sat between them, with the two girls leaning against him on either side, their little hands fidgeting restlessly over his body.

"Of course, you'll eat us~" Xiang Yao smiled charmingly and whispered in his ear, "How does Xiao Ling taste?"

"not bad."

"Look how pleased you are with yourself. Such a lovely young lady, and all you get in return is 'not bad'?"

Ling Yun's hand roamed over her plump waist and buttocks: "Compared to the two of you, she is indeed only considered good."

"Playboy!"

Ling Shuang sealed his lips with hers, and the two women worked together to quickly free Xiao Lingyun.

"He's so handsome, but his...things are terrifying." Xiang Yao knelt before him, watching the young man kissing his daughter passionately. She removed her covering from her chest, cupping her breasts to envelop him. "Only our bodies are good enough to handle your antics. If Wu Qianyi lived alone with you, she probably wouldn't even be able to get out of bed the next day."

She opened her mouth, and a warm sensation swept over Xiao Lingyun, making the young man feel a tingling sensation down his spine.

The two of them were going all out today to get Ling Yun off work early, and Ling Shuang was showing such madness for the first time.

She held Lingyun's head tightly, pressing half of her body weight onto him, kissing him incessantly, giving him no chance to breathe.

Xiang Yao also put in extra effort, using her skillful oral skills and bread-pinching technique to take care of every aspect of Xiao Lingyun, even her eyes.

Fortunately, Lingyun was no novice either; the red-quality "Nianpan" was not just a name without substance.

We must arrange everything clearly for you!

The two women tried for a long time, but Ling Yun still showed no signs of fatigue; on the contrary, they were the ones who were a little out of breath.

Ling Shuang's lips were swollen from being bitten by Ling Yun. After releasing his neck, she looked at his ambiguous smile and, with a determined heart, buried her face in her arms.

Xiang Yao also stood up, turned her back to Ling Yun, and spread her plump buttocks apart with her hands, so that her fragrant "Margaret" was facing Ling Yun.

Lingyun had only ever experienced this feeling with Bai Xin, the school beauty.

As his cultivation level improved, the women he irrigated no longer had their periods, and even their "three urgent needs" disappeared. Moreover, no matter how much they ate, their figures never changed.

Before Lingyun arrived, they cleaned the back of the house, only to find nothing there; the soapy water poured in still came out as clean water.

With the lubrication of saliva, this movement was not very strenuous.

Xiang Yao suppressed her urge to shrink back and finally let out a slight sigh of relief as she reached the end of the journey.

Unlike a normal position, in this state, she felt a warm sensation in her lower abdomen, and could even feel the outline of Xiao Lingyun on her stomach with her hand.

She teased Ling Yun through her belly, and the young man finally couldn't stand her provocation. He struggled to break free from the icy female CEO's embrace and grabbed the tycoon's wife's hands.

"ah!"

Caught off guard, Xiang Yao gasped softly, turned her head to look at Ling Yun, whose expression was unfriendly, and then smiled charmingly, "Couldn't hold back, little darling?"

"Hmph, it's still early!"

Ling Yun took her hands, stood up, and pressed her upper body onto the table.

Xiang Yao's hands were clasped behind her back by the young man, her voluptuous body spread out on the table, her face turned to the left, where she could vaguely see Ling Yun's strong upper body and her somewhat worried daughter beside him.

She was about to give her daughter a no-brainer when she lost the ability to raise an eyebrow under the fierce whipping of the spear.

Ling Shuang was horrified and couldn't help but cover her mouth with her small hand.

She and her mother have hourglass figures that many women both envy and struggle with. They envy their near-perfect curves, but struggle with the limitations of their clothing style. Regardless of the season, they must always be fully covered up, otherwise they will look awkward.

Their buttocks are fuller than those of ordinary women, which means that to enjoy their beauty, one must have a substantial amount of flesh.

If Ling Yun were only of normal size in the Dragon Kingdom, then by the time he painstakingly pushed through layers of obstacles and explored the deep valley, he would probably have only a few centimeters left.

Xiao Lingyun's stats stopped increasing after reaching 20. Now, it looks ferocious and terrifying, but it's perfect for dealing with beauties like this, with almost no waste.

Ling Shuang clearly saw the scene before her. The divine spear penetrated deep into the enemy ranks, causing utter chaos. As the one being attacked, Xiang Yao had no energy left to do anything except utter beautiful melodies.

When the dew moistened the Jade Terrace, Ling Shuang knew it was her turn.

She also lay on the table like her mother, but with her head resting on her arm, so as not to appear so passive.

Ling Yun placed his hands on either side of her shoulders, slightly adjusted his posture, and then picked another chrysanthemum.

It's often said that even the most aloof woman has a warm heart, and that's certainly true.

Dong Xiaodie appeared on the side at some point. She looked at the two women, who looked like they had just been defeated in a CG, with curiosity and volunteered to try it out herself.

Every part of the female ghost was icy cold. Only Lingyun, with his strong yang energy, could withstand it. Otherwise, after a few nights of pleasure with Xiaodie, he would probably be drained dry.

The three of them and the ghost were so busy tonight that they didn't eat until the moon was high in the sky. In the end, it was Xiao Ling, who had just woken up, who cooked noodles for them.

Of course, in the midst of his chrysanthemum-picking spree, Lingyun didn't forget to also pick the back flower of this dashing female bodyguard.

Chapter 119

There will always be a group of people like this in the world.

They ventured into the deepest part of the night.

Using the lens as an eye, we peer into long-forgotten taboos; using electricity as a throat, we whisper the names of the dead.

Behind me is a meticulous team, and before me are fluctuating data.

Props, script, actors... meticulously weave a thrilling dream, venturing into the boundaries of the "underworld" and playing the role of a psychic "prophet".

It's all about satisfying the curiosity of onlookers and generating massive traffic.

Do you think these people believe in ghosts and gods?

Believe? Then why frequently offend the souls of the dead?

Don't believe me? Then why do you speak so eloquently, far more knowledgeable than those fake gurus?

In the words of paranormal anchor Lü Jipei, it's about making money, so there's nothing shameful about it!

His live streams are frequently shut down by the platform's moderators, since he promotes "feudal superstition."

If anyone criticizes his videos and live stream content, they will quickly be flooded with his online trolls and vilified as a lackey of the opposing streamer.

Aside from posting daily videos and taking forced breaks, he usually goes live every Saturday night when his viewership is at its peak.

This week, their chosen theme is the haunted dance studio at Beijing Normal University.

Legend has it that a young girl died unjustly here, and every night after 9 p.m., whenever someone enters the dance studio and practices dancing in front of the old mirror, they can see the ghost of that girl.

A master had placed a barrier around the dance studio, preventing her from escaping and forcing her to stay inside day after day.

Lü Jipei doesn't believe these bizarre rumors. Unlike his peers, he advocates for people to believe in science during his live streams, and considers ghosts and monsters to be feudal superstitions. This is why the authorities haven't completely shut down his live stream.

In pursuit of traffic, Lü Jipei has ventured into various haunted areas to explore, having visited about 40 locations so far without finding any ghosts. The few times he did experience real horror were when he was frightened by the homeless people wandering around.

If nothing unexpected happens tonight, will it be the same as always...?

As early as dusk, Lü Jipei and his team arrived at the abandoned old campus.

Because the content of the live stream was announced in advance, many fans who had come from far and wide had already gathered around the campus, waiting to take photos with him.

His down-to-earth personality is a key reason why Lü Jipei was able to rise to fame so quickly.

He warmly greeted and interacted with his fans, and even had his assistant bring over a whole box of snacks and drinking water to share with everyone. This thoughtful gesture deeply moved many fans.

At 8:30 p.m., the staff persuaded the fans in the vicinity to leave. Lü Jipei decided not to bring any staff, put on her live streaming equipment, and walked alone into the former site of the girls' school.

Bai Xin and Wu Qianyi were lying on the bed watching the live stream, completely unaware of the young man gradually approaching from behind.

"what!"

Ling Yun let out a low roar, startling the two women so much that they almost flew off the bed!

"Husband!"

Bai Xin gave a coquettish laugh, pounced into his arms and bit him lightly with her teeth, but not hard, and then tenderly licked him a few times.