PS: The bad guidance has been changed.
"Wait a minute, Little Junior Brother... kissing and stuff, ugh, it's so embarrassing."
Wu Yier covered her cherry lips with the back of her hand, turning her head away, her face flushing crimson all the way to her earlobes.
Jiang Yu said helplessly, "Little Junior Sister, I'm helping you."
"I..."
Wu Yier's heart pounded, and her long legs felt as soft as noodles, making her unable to stand steadily.
【This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, Wu Yier, how can you not try?】
【But, if I do this, there really will be no turning back.】
【Are you stupid? You know what turning back means, don't you? Do you really want to turn back?】
【Do I really have to... give my first kiss to Little Junior Brother?】
【Laughable. If you ask me, you should think about whether you're worthy, you gloomy woman.】
【Wuwu, okay...】
The 'contrasting personality' clearly gained the upper hand; even when Jiang Yu carried her in a princess carry, she didn't struggle at all, as docile as a newborn puppy.
"No wonder she's heavier than Tu Youqing's two lolis; she's practically... as heavy as Li Kexin."
Jiang Yu admiringly gazed at the girl in his arms with an eye for beauty, then leaned in towards her moist lips.
Wu Yier: (づ￣ ³￣)づ
"I forgot to take a picture."
"Eh?"
"Never mind, let's do it again."
"Wuwu... Mm."
Five minutes later.
Boom—
A fierce vortex erupted with Jiang Yu at its center.
Jiang Yu felt a cool stream of spiritual energy surging into his dantian, flowing along his meridians directly to his heart. His originally restless heart instantly calmed down, no longer beating erratically.
"Has the Yang Sha been suppressed? What a relief." Jiang Yu let out a long breath, feeling refreshed.
Wu Yier's face was flushed, and her delicate body was as soft as mud. The long-standing mental suppression seemed to be released in an instant, and the taut string in her heart loosened.
In his warm embrace, she fell into a deep sleep.
...
Lin City's five-star hotel, presidential suite.
"What kind of lightness skill did that guy use? How could he escape so quickly..."
Xia Yuyan was utterly perplexed. Suddenly, her computer inbox received a photo from an anonymous account.
She frowned and clicked it open.
The sight nearly made her punch a hole through the wall.
In the photo, her daughter was being intimately embraced and kissed by a handsome man, even displaying a shameless expression...
"I'm so angry! Damn it! Damn it, ahhh!"
My daughter is in love!
She's only twenty-three now!
Her hard-earned martial arts heart must be ruined. How dare she?
Regarding her attire, she did have strict rules.
But it wasn't completely forbidden like dating; it was just not allowed to be worn in front of her. She would turn a blind eye to it being worn behind her back.
Only dating, absolutely not before thirty-five!
Once you start dating, your will to practice martial arts becomes impure; you'll always be thinking about men.
"Damn Jiang Yu, how dare he seduce my daughter."
Xia Yuyan gnashed her teeth and slammed her desk in anger.
If Jiang Yu were born into an ordinary family, she would have a hundred ways to kill him.
But his maternal grandfather is Li Wentian, the Heaven-rank Grandmaster who dotes on his daughter the most.
If she were to harm Jiang Yu, and Li Qingrou went to Li Wentian, even if she was the eldest daughter of the Xia family, it would be useless.
After all, her own aptitude was insufficient, and she was a girl. Her father would most likely not turn against the Li family for her sake.
After a long while.
"But teaching him a lesson should be fine. Kid, just you wait."
Xia Yuyan ordered her subordinates to find Wu Yier's whereabouts, while also taking out her phone and dialing a number.
"Hello, is this the Blood Rose Assassin Group?"
"Killing? No, just help me break someone's leg. Yes, his information will be sent to you."
"Money is not an issue. I'll pay eighty million and have your leader, Huang Yanyue, execute the mission. That's all. Just don't cause any deaths."
...
Late night, Ancient Martial Huang Family.
Family Head's room.
"Yanyue, go to sleep. It's getting late."
On the antique bed, lay a gaunt, withered middle-aged man with a pale face, clearly showing signs of being on the verge of death.
"Father, don't worry. The Bai family has been taken care of and will send an alchemist. As long as we can find that medicinal herb, your illness can be cured."
Sitting by the bed was a slender woman in a gothic uniform, with white hair and red eyes. Her makeup and attire seemed out of place in the antique room. A faint sadness flowed from her elegant brows.
Huang Yanyue's words made the Huang Family Head give a bitter laugh.
"My poison, it's incurable. This is a poison from ancient Immortal cultivators, Immortal cultivators... they've long been extinct, and the corresponding antidote has most likely long disappeared as well."
About three months ago, a strange phenomenon occurred in the sky. The Huang Family Head went alone to investigate and discovered an ancient Immortal cultivator's relic. He entered it and found that the cave dwelling within the relic had not been opened.
He intended to force it open, but unexpectedly, the dilapidated cave dwelling still had a mechanism.
The poisonous mist that sprayed out was inhaled into his lungs. After three months of trying to force it out with internal energy, it had no effect; instead, it worsened.
Before long, all his meridians would be destroyed.
The Huang Family Head stopped discussing his illness and instead asked, "The matter of the cave dwelling, besides the Southern Fist and Northern Leg sects, should be known to no one else, right?"
Huang Yanyue nodded elegantly, "Only the Huang family and the two great sects participated in this relic exploration, a total of three forces. The benefits inside have also been allocated, so it's impossible for people from other forces to know."
Suddenly, several maids walked in from outside the door and whispered a few words into Huang Yanyue's ear.
"I understand. Tell her that I'll accept the mission in seven days."
The originally tall girl, as she turned to leave, her body continuously shrank, eventually transforming into a white-haired, red-eyed loli.
...
Underground boxing arena, ring.
"Burned out, only ash-white remains... The winner this time is Lin Qifan again!"
The defeated opponent was carried away, and many gamblers who had lost their eyes cursed loudly, but more people who bet on Lin Qifan cheered excitedly.
All the way.
They watched as Lin Qifan's head became sharper and sharper, and his strength grew stronger and stronger.
Now, even Earth-rank Grand Completion cultivators couldn't defeat him.
Lin Qifan put away the dividend given by Li Bo and set off for the hospital.
Because Xue'er's Grandma had been transferred to the VIP ward, he asked for a long time before he found out the ward number. Upon entering the ward, what greeted his eyes was a girl dressed rather shabbily.
She was sitting next to an old woman, holding her withered old hand, silently memorizing words.
For Xue'er's Grandma, seeing Murong Xue'er diligently preparing for her postgraduate exams was enough.
Because in the eyes of the poor, studying is the only way to rise up.
Many people succeed without studying, but more people succeed after studying. Xue'er's Grandma didn't want Murong Xue'er to be like her, destined to live at the bottom, picking up trash her whole life.
Xue'er's Grandma half-closed her eyes, falling asleep to the sound of Murong Xue'er reciting English Level 8 vocabulary.
"Xue'er..."
The girl's long eyelashes fluttered slightly. The serene and beautiful scene couldn't help but remind one of "Woman with a Parasol."
Beauty is a state, not simply the attractiveness or ugliness of one's appearance.
Lin Qifan took a deep breath, making up his mind.
"I will definitely make you fall for me. Wait for me!"
After Murong Xue'er went to the restroom, Lin Qifan tiptoed into the ward, opened a coarse burlap bag, and began to search.
"Where's the passbook? Hmm! Found a bank card. So Xue'er doesn't use a passbook to save money anymore?"
Quickly noting down the card number, Lin Qifan put everything back in place and fled the scene.
"I'll transfer all the money to you right now!"
So far, Lin Qifan had earned 100,000 yuan from boxing, and he decided to transfer all of it to Murong Xue'er.
But then he thought, given Murong Xue'er's independent nature.
If he transferred it rashly, she most likely wouldn't accept it.
So he opened an anonymous account, with the note: "Hope your grandma gets well soon. Don't worry about who I am, I'm just a legend~"
"Hahaha, when Xue'er's Grandma is discharged from the hospital, I'll step forward and say that all this money was transferred by me. Then Xue'er will definitely be moved to tears of gratitude!"
"Ding, 100,000 yuan has been transferred to XXX account."
"However, it's still not enough money. I have to keep boxing."
Lin Qifan's gaze was firm. For Murong Xue'er, even if it's ten matches a day, I'll fight!
As long as Murong Xue'er is here, I'm not afraid even if the sky falls.
Go, Lin Qifan!
