[Urban Fantasy] Lure the Flower to Sleep (Complete) - 24

Volume 4, Chapter 40: The Hidden Triangle
: 9-22 4:51:04 Word Count: 7478

Stirring up trouble, this is absolutely stirring up trouble! Chief Instructor Park Tae-hyun gave Wang Qinghe a strange look, thinking to himself that he hadn't offended her before, just occasionally inviting her to meals and such small things, so why was she ganging up on him? However, seeing Wang Xiaoyin's soft and seemingly harmless demeanor, he relaxed. The two young men behind him, who resembled teaching assistants, however, were furiously yelling, wishing they could rush up and beat Wang Xiaoyin to the ground.
Park Tae-hyun maintained his composure, calmly saying, "Hehe, Xiaohe, who is this friend...?"
Before Wang Xiaoyin could answer, Wang Qinghe interrupted with a smile, "He's my boyfriend, Wang Xiaoyin. How about it, handsome, right?" Defeated by her self-praising expression, even Wang Xiaoyin didn't understand what was wrong with Xiaohe today, insisting on making their relationship a public spectacle.
Park Tae-hyun and his two assistant instructors nearly choked, unable to catch their breath. When had Wang Qinghe, always stunningly beautiful and aloof, ever been so open and proactive in expressing her love? They glared at Wang Xiaoyin with envy, awkwardly saying, "Handsome, handsome, Xiaohe has excellent taste." Inwardly,
however, they were seething with jealousy. Park Tae-hyun was secretly heartbroken, unable to believe that his unrequited love, which hadn't even begun, had been snatched away. He had practiced Taekwondo since childhood and had never paid much attention to women. But since meeting Wang Qinghe, he had involuntarily developed feelings for her. He had tried to approach her under various pretexts, but had always been rejected. Adding to the difficulties, she was always accompanied by two skilled female bodyguards, making progress even more difficult. Hearing her words today, he finally gave up.
Wang Xiaoyin glanced at Park Tae-hyun and immediately understood Xiaohe's good intentions. It seemed that many men loved her; she had just effortlessly rejected three. Wang Xiaoyin secretly thought that Xiaohe's mind was indeed not simple. Coupled with the matter of dealing with the female bodyguard in the car at noon, he seemed to have made up his mind to hand over the throne of his harem to Xiaohe.
"There's still some time before the advancement competition. This gentleman just wanted to spar with me, right? Why don't we take this opportunity to have a little spar?" Park Tae-hyun stared into Wang Xiaoyin's eyes. Although his face was calm, his heart was probably in turmoil, as if
he wanted to vent his heartbreak on Wang Xiaoyin. "Good idea. I ate too much just now, this is good for digestion." Wang Xiaoyin had already decided to fight Park Tae-hyun before Xiaohe's advancement. He wanted to not only exhaust his stamina but also inflict some minor injuries, causing him to falter at the crucial moment, allowing Xiaohe to advance smoothly. Even though Wang Qinghe's Taekwondo skills were good now, defeating a male expert would be difficult. After a few days, once Wang Xiaoyin taught her internal energy, he wouldn't have to worry about her getting injured anymore.
"Come and see! The head instructor is going to spar with that handsome guy..."
"Overestimating himself! A white belt dares to challenge the head instructor? I bet he'll be kicked away in one move, I'll wager 1000 yuan..."
"Damn it, who stole my camera..."
The dojo's training hall was in an uproar. The onlookers sat quietly around the perimeter, watching the events unfold.
Wang Qinghe chuckled softly, "Stop it here!" She had inexplicable confidence in Wang Xiaoyin. Besides, the way Wang Xiaoyin caught her kick in the car earlier that day, though a bit underhanded, had already convinced her of his speed and skill. She felt that if she could fight Park Tae-hyun to a draw, then Wang Xiaoyin naturally had the ability to defeat him.
Qiu Linlin found the man who had initially placed the bet and shouted with a grin, "I bet 10,000 on the super handsome guy to win!"
Park Tae-hyun took a deep breath, bowed slightly, and said to Wang Xiaoyin, "Please give me your guidance!"
"Yeah, don't worry, I will definitely guide you." Arrogant, extremely arrogant, Wang Xiaoyin curled his lip, still standing there nonchalantly, seemingly not taking the fifth-degree black belt seriously.
Finally, Park Tae-hyun was enraged. This kind of person who disrespected his opponent and had no martial ethics was an insult to Taekwondo, even in his uniform. He shouted and rushed forward in a few steps, using the momentum of his charge to kick Wang Xiaoyin in the upper chest with his right foot.
Wang Xiaoyin was already surrounded by an aura. He knew that his opponent's physical training was not much worse than his own; his superiority lay in his internal energy and speed. The aura surrounding him was like a lump of slippery mud, making it impossible for Park Tae-hyun to find a foothold, and his kick automatically slid away. Using the momentum of his slide, Wang Xiaoyin turned right and swept his leg, hooking Park Tae-hyun's left ankle with a soft technique. He initially used only 30% of his strength, yet Park Tae-hyun didn't budge, demonstrating the stability of his lower body. Only when he increased his strength to 50% did he trip him.
This entire exchange, from Park Tae-hyun's kick to his fall, took less than a second. The entire exchange was completed in the blink of an eye; spectators with poor eyesight wouldn't even know what happened. They only saw the head instructor rush forward, then fall flat on his face, rolling several times while rubbing his left ankle, unable to get up.
Wang Xiaoyin hadn't used excessive force, only causing some inconvenience to his ankle. Without the soft technique, his left leg would likely be crippled. At the same time, he used this method to illustrate the difference between ancient and modern martial arts practitioners to Wang Qinghe. A seemingly formidable master couldn't withstand a single move from an ancient martial arts practitioner.
Wang Qinghe's beautiful eyes shone with admiration, her excitement overflowing, and she cheered loudly for Wang Xiaoyin. At the same time, she felt a pang of disappointment, thinking to herself that the powerful techniques she had been pursuing were so weak; she couldn't even withstand a single move from an ancient martial artist. Fortunately, Wang Xiaoyin had agreed to teach her internal energy techniques, which made her feel somewhat better.
Qiu Linlin jumped up happily, grabbing the man running the betting pool and demanding money. Forced by Qiu Linlin's black belt fighting skills, he dared not renege and had no choice but to give her 100,000 yuan, as the odds were 1:10.
Wang Xiaoyin said to Park Tae-hyun, who was lying on the ground, "Are you alright? I remember I didn't exert any force. You should be able to stand up now. Lying on the ground might damage your reputation as the head instructor."
As soon as Park Tae-hyun heard this, his left ankle indeed stopped hurting. When he stood up, apart from some soreness, everything was fine. He said with great shame, "Brother, you are indeed formidable. I never imagined that my leg techniques, honed over twenty years, couldn't withstand a single move from you. I've heard that there are many hidden masters like you in the Coral Kingdom. May I ask, are you a practitioner of ancient martial arts?"
"Hehe, I'm hardly a master. In the Xuanwu world of the Coral Kingdom, I'm only considered average. Against true masters, I can't even withstand a single move. Don't blame yourself or feel ashamed. It's not unfair that you lost to me. If I were to face those true masters, I wouldn't even have a chance to make a move. So, people can't be compared... Hmm, you need to guard against arrogance and impetuosity in the future, and cultivate even harder to improve. Sigh, I'm getting off-topic. I just couldn't help but say a few words to you weaklings. Don't take it to heart, don't take it to heart!" Wang Xiaoyin relentlessly attacked Park Tae-hyun, and it was no wonder he took it to heart.
Park Tae-hyun's face turned ashen, and he was stunned and lost in thought. Wang Xiaoyin was only average? If there were even more powerful masters who could defeat Wang Xiaoyin in a single move, wouldn't he be less than cannon fodder compared to those masters? Disappointment, profound disappointment, made him doubt his own devout martial arts spirit.
Wang Xiaoyin glanced at him with a sly smile, finally achieving the desired effect. This way, Xiaohe could fully perform in the advancement competition. As long as she used some "showy" complex leg techniques, she would definitely pass.
Wang Qinghe pulled Wang Xiaoyin aside and smiled charmingly, "Thank you! I understand your good intentions. Well, in the past, I definitely wouldn't have let you do this, but now that I see how weak these martial arts are, I'm not so enthusiastic about these ranks anymore. But a fifth-degree black belt is still my dream, and I'm sure I can advance today. You have to believe in my abilities!"
"Of course I believe you, but I'm afraid you'll get hurt. So, I can't allow any mistakes!" Wang Xiaoyin stared solemnly into her eyes, "Not even the slightest one!"
Wang Qinghe blushed slightly under his intense gaze, nodded with a radiant smile, suddenly kissed him on the cheek, and ran away. "I'm going to do my pre-match warm-up. You guys wait for me here!"
This kiss was their first real-life kiss, and unexpectedly, Wang Qinghe took the initiative. Wang Xiaoyin touched his cheek, a happy smile on his face. Suddenly, Qiu Linlin jumped out from the side and kissed him on the other cheek. Wang Xiaoyin was startled and quickly asked, "What are you doing?"
"Thank you! You helped me win a lot of money, so after thinking about it, I could only offer you a sweet kiss!" Qiu Linlin didn't seem to care at all, completely unaware that she already had a boyfriend.
Wang Xiaoyin smiled strangely. He remembered the first time he met Qiu Linlin; she seemed like a very shy and quiet girl. He hadn't expected her to be so outgoing and enthusiastic after they got to know each other, and she even created unexpected "surprises." However, these surprises made Wang Xiaoyin feel uneasy and uncomfortable. Society is incredibly open these days; it's not uncommon for a man to like two women, but for a woman to like two men is unacceptable to society. He suddenly realized that Qiu Linlin might be…
“What are you laughing at? It feels weird!” Qiu Linlin exaggeratedly fiddled with the banknotes in her hand to hide her unease. She didn’t care about the money at all; she just wanted an excuse to get closer to Wang Xiaoyin.
Wang Xiaoyin didn’t answer. Many beautiful female students took the opportunity to chat with him, blocking Qiu Linlin’s view. Normally, Wang Xiaoyin would have been too lazy to pay attention to these ordinary beauties, because their looks were far inferior to Lan Yao’s. It’s like if you’re used to drinking bird’s nest porridge, you’re unlikely to be interested in vegetable soup again. But in order to avoid being alone with Qiu Linlin, he could only pretend to be very interested in them, and they chatted enthusiastically for a while. When it came time for Wang Qinghe’s advancement competition, he received phone cards from dozens of beauties. [
Advancing in the Ten Thousand Volumes Bookstore is very simple, at least in Wang Xiaoyin’s eyes.] First, she performed some required high-difficulty moves, such as kicking a two-person-high wooden board in mid-air and then performing a 720-degree backflip to shatter it... Wang Xiaoyin watched, yawning constantly. If the performer hadn't been Wang Qinghe, he would have fallen asleep long ago.
She achieved excellent results in the first stage of the exam. The second stage was a sparring match with Park Tae-hyun. Because Park Tae-hyun had been severely provoked by Wang Xiaoyin, he was still listless, and coupled with his weak left leg, he quickly lost to Wang Qinghe. Wang Qinghe successfully advanced, earning the honor of a fifth-degree black belt.
Applause, whistles, and then she pulled Xiaohe away.
"So boring, not as exciting as I expected," Wang Qinghe said softly. "It's all your fault. If you hadn't taken down a fifth-degree black belt master in one move, he might have been happy all day."
"Haha, now you're blaming me again. Let me tell you the truth, in a normal fight, I wouldn't have been able to win in less than a dozen moves. It's just that Park Tae-hyun underestimated him. Hmm, are you feeling better now?"
Wang Qinghe stretched lazily, her beautiful figure making Wang Xiaoyin swallow hard. She said softly, "Hmph, it's still the same! You promised to teach me internal energy. If I learn internal energy, I'll definitely be even more powerful." Qiu
Linlin chimed in from the side, "Brother Xiaoyin, while you're at it, help me choose a set of internal energy cultivation methods. I want to practice too. That lazy bum said he would teach me, but he hasn't kept his word yet. He's busy with boring things all day." In her words, choosing an internal energy cultivation method seemed as casual as choosing vegetables. To this, Wang Xiaoyin could only nod. It was best not to provoke her for now.
Taking them on a tour of the soon-to-open "Whose Paradise" jewelry store, Wang Xiaoyin felt utterly exhausted, likely due to Qiu Linlin's presence. Wang Qinghe also noticed this, and before dinner, she left with two bodyguards, giving Wang Xiaoyin a complex and ambiguous look before departing.
Wang Xiaoyin shook his head, this kind of complex and ambiguous look seemed familiar from the game "Retro," but never with such a powerful impact, making him uneasy. He remembered that in the game, only… Xiaohe gave him that look. But now, he was with Qiu Linlin, Ni Xiu's girlfriend.
"Phew!" Qiu Linlin seemed relieved to see them leave, shaking Wang Xiaoyin's arm and saying, "Brother Xiaoyin, I'm hungry. It's your turn to treat me tonight, okay?"
"Does it have to be this kind of alone time?" Wang Xiaoyin thought dejectedly, desperately hoping that heaven would send someone to his rescue. He knew he had very weak self-control.
As if heaven heard Wang Xiaoyin's plea, his phone rang. Coincidentally, it was Ni Xiu calling.
Ni Xiu sounded very anxious, starting by saying, "Boss, do you know where Linlin is? I've been looking for her for ages, and I can't find her anywhere. Her phone is off. I'm so worried! I hope nothing bad has happened to her. She didn't bring any bodyguards."
"Tsk tsk, only now you're worried? If you hadn't called, I would have kidnapped your wife tonight! Let's see if you'll still neglect your wife for work!" Wang Xiaoyin stared at the angry Qiu Linlin and said sarcastically. He said this half-truthfully, but it was meant to remind Ni Xiu.
"Ah, she really is with you, that's great." Ni Xiu was immediately relieved to hear this.
"Oh, great? You still trust me? Aren't you afraid I'll secretly eat your wife up?" Of course, these thoughts could only remain in his mind, because Qiu Linlin was still beside him.
Wang Xiaoyin said on the surface, "You must have done something to upset Linlin. She doesn't want to answer your call right now. Sigh, poor thing, whose paradise are we in? Maybe if we stayed any later, we'd be in some couples' private room or a dimly lit pub or something..."
"Pah! Don't talk nonsense!" Qiu Linlin snatched the phone and said to Ni Xiu on the other end, "Five minutes, no exceptions!"
Wang Xiaoyin chuckled mischievously. He had just said all that to force Qiu Linlin to answer the phone, and he was becoming more and more pleased with his scheme. Taking the phone that Qiu Linlin angrily threw at him, he comforted her, "I'm not talking nonsense, everything I said is true. If he doesn't come..." Wang Xiaoyin wanted to slap himself, cursing himself for getting too cocky and making the atmosphere ambiguous again.
Qiu Linlin blushed and turned away slightly. Wang Xiaoyin could clearly hear her pounding heart, a testament to her unease. Wang Xiaoyin was certain that this little girl had something to hide…
Ni Xiu quickly arrived at whose paradise, holding a large bouquet of roses, bowing and scraping as he apologized. There seemed to be another reason in Ni Xiu's apology, but Wang Xiaoyin only vaguely understood. He secretly decided to find an opportunity to have a proper talk with Ni Xiu.
Watching Ni Xiu lead the resentful Qiu Linlin away, Wang Xiaoyin finally breathed a sigh of relief, feeling exhausted from the day, as if he had stumbled into a hidden love triangle.
That night, Wang Xiaoyin went to another gathering place of the Blue Demons, where the South Korean little girl, Li Chunxi, was being held captive. He had originally planned to visit her that morning, but something had delayed him.
His sports car parked some distance away, and Wang Xiaoyin stealthily entered the villa's courtyard. Two Blue Demons emerged from a house in the middle and welcomed Wang Xiaoyin into the room, where he saw Li Chunxi sitting cross-legged on the sofa watching television.
She wore a sexy white silk nightgown with a V-neck and a low-cut neckline, revealing glimpses of her beautiful youthful body against the light. This was specially prepared for her by Lan Yaozun on Wang Xiaoyin's orders. Initially, she refused to wear it, but after a combination of persuasion and physical intimidation from the two Lan Yaozun, she finally accepted it and got used to the nightgown. She only became somewhat awkward when she saw Wang Xiaoyin. However, the Lan Yaozun only prepared similar sexy clothes for her, unless she wanted to be naked.
She was watching a South Korean variety show, occasionally bursting into cheerful laughter, seemingly forgetting her confinement. After all, she was still just a young girl, only physically more developed.
"You're here! When are you taking me home?" Li Chunxi immediately stood up and ran towards Wang Xiaoyin upon seeing him; this was always her first words upon seeing him.
Wang Xiaoyin smiled, looking down at the girl who only reached his chest. Through the semi-transparent lace V-neck, he could see her jade-white breasts, and even the faintly visible rosy nipples. The girl's clear, bright eyes gazed at him with hope. Her wariness wasn't as deep as it had been at first; perhaps she had seen too few people here and desperately needed someone to talk to. Lan Yao usually didn't speak to her, which was part of Wang Xiaoyin's cunning scheme.

Volume 4, Chapter 41: Under the Dark Night
: 9-22 4:51:04 Word Count: 7050

The Li family suffered a series of unexpected disasters. Old Madam Li blamed the bad feng shui of the main house and dismissed most of the servants and bodyguards. Now, the family of over ten people, along with their remaining dozen or so loyal bodyguards, moved to a small villa in the western part of the city, less than a third the size of their original residence.
The sky was pitch black, not a single star could be seen, and dark clouds seemed to press down on people's heads, making it hard to breathe. A dark shadow, like a nimble bat, swept across the sky and landed in a corner of the Li family's new house. Two cold beams of light shot out from within the cold, wide black robe. After glancing at the architectural layout, it quickly darted towards the master bedroom.
As soon as the shadow entered the house, the air on the south-facing rooftop in the courtyard fluctuated strangely. Three transparent female figures swayed, then instantly returned to calm. Their movements seemed to be adjusting eavesdropping equipment. One of the female voices whispered, "Fifth Sister, the Li family's wealth has almost been plundered by the master, what are we still monitoring here for? Could it be because of that dark figure from earlier?"
"You know and you still ask! Last time, we used the Soul-Searching Finger on that Blood God and learned some internal secrets from his mind. They want to use the Li family's position in the real estate industry to achieve a very important goal, but unfortunately, even that Blood God envoy didn't know the details. The master spared Li Juncheng's life to lure out the Blood God Cult, to see why the Blood God Cult has been so arrogant lately, and also to find out what they want from the Li family." Lan Wu explained in a low voice as well.
"You lot, shut up! The master and the instructors take this matter very seriously. If you miss the opportunity to eavesdrop, you should know the consequences. The instructors' punishment is not the same as the master's punishment!" Lan Yi stopped their conversation through the communicator. When Lan Yi was seriously angry, the other Lan demons immediately realized the seriousness of the matter and obediently shut up.
Just then, Li Juncheng's scream came from the eavesdropping device.
"Who are you? Get out of here, or I'll call the police!" Li Juncheng, naked, shrank to the corner of the room from the bed, looking in terror at the man in black who had sneaked into his room. On his bed lay a sexy young woman, completely naked and white-clad, seemingly a newly debuted female celebrity, trembling and clutching the blanket in equal fear.
"Heh heh, you really don't know who I am? Two of our divine envoys disappeared because of your Li family. Didn't your dead father tell you? Without our Blood God Sect, there would be no glory for your Li family. Do you understand what I mean?" The man in black spoke in a sinister, high-pitched voice, almost in unison, his voice stiff and cold like a corpse, causing the woman on the bed to scream incessantly.
"Hmph, too noisy, you should be quiet!" The man in black glared at the disheveled young woman on the bed, his right hand slightly waving, a pungent smell of blood filling the room. Before the woman could even scream, he smashed her head with a single blow, blood splattering everywhere. The black-robed man inhaled the bloody scent in the air several times, seemingly enjoying it immensely, like inhaling a designer perfume.
Li Juncheng stared at the woman who had just been moaning beneath him, now lying dead on the bed. His head buzzed instantly. Forgetting to wipe the blood from his face, he knelt trembling on the ground, begging for mercy. "Ah, Divine Envoy, spare me! Divine Envoy, spare me! Our Li family has lost everything! I really don't know what you want!"
"Li Jia really didn't tell you?" The black-robed envoy stared coldly into his eyes, his icy aura seemingly able to penetrate his body and see into his soul.
"My father suffered a sudden heart attack and died without a last word. I really don't know what agreement he had with the Blood God Cult. He only learned bits and pieces of information in the days before his death. My father didn't want me involved in the secrets of the cult, so he didn't tell me." Li Juncheng felt cold and powerless under his gaze, his back pressed against the wall to keep from collapsing.
The black-robed envoy nodded slowly, believing his words. He withdrew his piercing gaze and said, "It's better not to say. Anyway, the Li family has fallen on hard times, and even the sect leader can't save it. However, there's one last thing your Li family needs to do. If you do it well, your Li family will be safe and sound; if you mess it up, your whole family will suffer this fate." He pointed to the headless female corpse on the bed and smiled eerily.
Li Juncheng trembled all over in fear after hearing this, almost losing control of his bladder. He had seen the photos in the newspaper a few days ago, witnessed the black-robed envoy's bloody methods, and thought about the predicament his family would face. Now, his family's liquid assets were only tens of millions, and before the incident, his own pocket money was more than that. There were also two core companies under the Ostrich Real Estate Group, which could receive some dividends every year, but these dividends had to be distributed to other family members. Thinking of all this, coupled with the pressure he had been under recently, he burst into tears.
"Tell me... Waaah, our Li family still has two large companies, which were just unsealed today and haven't officially started operating yet. We can still make some money from them. We currently have less than 100 million in funds. If you want them, I'm willing to give them all to you. Please spare me... Waaah!" He only begged for his own life, without mentioning the rest of his family.
"Shut up, or I'll cripple you!" The black-robed man frowned and slapped Li Juncheng across the face, leaving five bright red finger marks. "If I cared about your family's little bit of money, would I have allowed you to live until now? Listen to me carefully, can your two companies operate independently now? Or rather, do you have 100% decision-making power over the two companies in the Li family?"
"Waaah... Cough cough, only one company can operate independently because a large construction project contracted before the shareholding restructuring is not yet completed. Once this project is finished, the relevant rights will be taken over by the board of directors." Li Juncheng was so frightened that he stopped crying, choking back sobs. He covered his mouth, trying his best not to make a sound.
The black-robed envoy snorted in dissatisfaction after hearing this, and frowned, saying, "How long until the project is finished? During this period, can your company still buy and sell land and undertake construction projects?" "
The project still has six months left. But land sales are probably out of the question; a board meeting is needed to decide that..." Li Juncheng said halfway, but seeing the murderous intent suddenly revealed by the black-robed envoy, he immediately changed his words, "Fine, fine, making a decision on my own will result in a fine from the board, but for the sake of the cult, I'm willing to sacrifice everything."
"Hmph, you're quite clever. You must have heard of the third phase of the Heavenly Suburbs Development Project, right?" Seeing Li Juncheng nod, the black-robed envoy continued, "In a few days, there will be a land auction for the third phase of the project, hosted by the government. I want you to bid for a piece of land in the south of Heaven and another in the southeast. Someone will inform you of the specific locations later. Remember, you must bid for them, and you must obtain independent development rights."
Li Juncheng hesitated for a moment before stammering and asking in a low voice, "This... um, no problem. Once I finish this, will I be safe?"
“That’s right, you’ll be safe once this is done. In the past twenty years, the Li family has acquired dozens of plots of land for the Blood God Cult. They’ve certainly put in the effort, if not merit. Now, only these two locations have the best chance… Hmm, you need to prepare at least $500 million. Although those two plots of wasteland are only worth tens of millions, who knows if there are any speculators? Anyway, you must acquire those two plots at all costs.” The black-robed envoy said firmly, his tone leaving no room for doubt.
“Five…five hundred million?” Li Juncheng repeated, trembling. He might not have cared about this amount before, but now, to raise $500 million, he probably had to sell another company. “Anyway, I need to appease the council. Sell it then. Only by selling this company can I pay the fines, only then can I raise $500 million!” He muttered to himself, lost and dejected, as if he had lost his soul. He knew that if things continued like this, even if he survived, he would only be a small-time millionaire, never again able to attend high-society banquets in Heaven. " Alright
, time is running out. The land auction is next week, you should start preparing. Remember to keep it a secret!" The man in black turned to leave, but Li Juncheng stopped him.
"My lord, Ghost Sword is still threatening to kill me. My bodyguards are no match for him. How can I be safe?"
"Don't worry, there are several divine guards protecting you in secret around this villa. They won't let Ghost Sword get close to you. Tomorrow I'll have two of them as your personal bodyguards. Is that alright?" "Yes
, yes, thank you, my lord, thank you..." Li Juncheng was still kneeling on the ground, thanking him as if he were kowtowing. When he looked up again, the man in black had already disappeared from his room. If it weren't for the cold corpse on the bed, it would have been as if he had never been there.
Wang Xiaoyin roared softly in the bathroom, pressing down on the beautiful body of a blue-clad woman like a wild beast. He squeezed her tightly against the water-drenched wall, holding her slender waist as he thrust standing up. The blue-clad woman trembled alluringly, like a bird in a storm, moaning softly, screaming with each deep thrust, her voice so delicate and satisfied.
He kept thinking that he was becoming more and more like a lustful beast from a comic book, unable to live without women. The health doctors on TV often said that normal men should have sex twice a week, or once a week. He felt that was for ordinary people; he always considered himself extraordinary, sometimes even describing himself as perverted.
Just now in the living room, he had coaxed and tricked the little girl Li Chunxi into removing her nightgown, using his magical fingers to make her tremble and scream. In her fierce resistance, Wang Xiaoyin experienced a strange pleasure, like the first time he slept with someone else's wife. However, Li Chunxi's incoherent groans during her orgasm included calls for someone else, which infuriated Wang Xiaoyin. Unable to actually break her hymen, he could only vent his pent-up lust on the Lan Yaos. In the bathtub lay four languid Lan Yaos, still panting heavily, too weak even to open their eyes.
Wang Xiaoyin wasn't particularly interested in Li Chunxi; controlling her was merely to secure import/export agreements between Liu Liu and Future Industrial Group. These were crucial tasks Liu Liu had been working on, greatly benefiting her car export business and opening up a vast new market in South Korea—a matter of national and public interest.
However, the more untamed a woman, the more interested a man becomes. Wang Xiaoyin's interest in Li Chunxi suddenly surged. This girl, who claimed to have a boyfriend, resolutely rejected other men, even resisting him during her orgasms. Unbeknownst to her, this action placed her in an even more dangerous situation.
Just as Wang Xiaoyin was about to call the other Blue Demons in, he suddenly heard the sounds of fighting coming from the courtyard. The elemental fluctuations in the air were abnormal, clearly indicating that there were Xuan Realm experts clashing. He quickly pulled away a few times, releasing his aroused essence, washed himself clean, put on his clothes, and walked out of the bathroom.
The Blue Demons outside also heard the strange noises in the courtyard and hid at the door and windows to observe.
Two figures in the courtyard were surrounded by protective elemental shields, and the dazzling light from the collision of the two elemental forces illuminated the dark night sky. Both of them were using swords. Xuan Realm experts using weapons usually fight desperately, with no possibility of holding back.
Wang Xiaoyin knew that recently, experts from Heaven had gathered, most of them for the Spirit-Sculpting Stones auctioned on the black market. If they encountered enemies, they would naturally fight, but fighting in someone else's home was not fair. Wang Xiaoyin stood at the window and watched intently for a moment, a sinister smile creeping onto his lips.
He couldn't make out the exact features of the two fighters because they were moving too fast, and the protective elemental shields around them obscured most of their appearance. However, he recognized their sword techniques. One was using the Illusionary Spirit Sword Technique of the Illusionary Sword Sect, and the other was using the Dual-Pole Sword Technique of the Heavenly Extreme Sect. [The Ten Thousand Scrolls Bookstore
had heard that the internal strife within the Heavenly Extreme Sect more than ten years ago was instigated by the Illusionary Sword Sect. That upheaval not only resulted in the near-total annihilation of the Heavenly Extreme Sect's experts but also split them into two factions, which are still locked in a bitter struggle. The Heavenly Extreme Sect's leaders are hunting down the traitors from that time, turning former comrades into bitter enemies. However, regardless of which faction within the Heavenly Extreme Sect they belong to, they all harbor deep hatred for the Illusionary Sword Sect, so their desperate fight is perfectly logical.
Wang Xiaojiao had no goodwill towards either sect, especially the Illusionary Sword Sect, which he also hated. Seeing experts from both sects fighting in his own courtyard, damaging some flowers and trees, naturally displeased him.]
"Master, Li Chunxi has been locked in the basement, protected by two sisters. Should we stop the people outside?" one of the blue demons asked softly.
"Stop them? Hmm, no plans. However, fighting in our own territory is highly inappropriate. You two use sniper rifles against that Illusion Sword Sect member. If you can kill him, great; if not, at least scare him away. The rest of you, handle him carefully. If one of them returns to investigate, set up an array and kill them! Who cares who they are? This is my territory, I'm in charge!" Wang Xiaoyin, enjoying the spectacular fight between the two in the air, softly instructed the blue demons behind her.
"Yes, we understand!" The two blue demons responded, turning to relay their master's orders to their other sisters. Then, they selected two skilled marksmen to carry out the assassination in the upstairs hall where sniper rifles were hidden. The Illusion
Sword Sect expert suddenly felt two killing intents locking onto him. Instinctively, he strengthened the thickness of his elemental shield, while also releasing the aura of a kunai (a type of magical weapon) outside the shield to prevent enemy ambushes. As he strengthened his defenses, his attacks naturally weakened. The opponent's sword energy pierced through his elemental shield, striking his chest and ribs, causing a spray of blood and a scream of pain.
Before he could stop the bleeding, he felt several deadly attacks flashing towards him from behind. Turning around was impossible, and dodging was extremely difficult. He knew that only bullets could achieve that speed. Fortunately, he had spread his true energy field widely, keenly grasping the force and direction of the bullets. Without turning, he struck backward several times with both palms, creating translucent elemental bodies the size of eyeglass lenses that blocked the bullets' paths. Dozens of elemental lenses were shattered by the powerful sniper bullets. Amidst the flying debris, the Illusion Sword Sect member had already turned around. He knew that these elemental palm strikes couldn't deflect all the bullets; compared to the enemies beside him,
the bullets before him were the real killers. Sure enough, several bullets came at an angle, burning hot in the air, seemingly glowing red. Only four posed a threat; the rest were deflected. Several deflected bullets flew towards the Tianji Sect member; both were so busy
deflecting bullets that they forgot about the fight. Wang Xiaoyin, watching from inside the window, shook his head, feeling that these Xuan Realm experts were far too powerful, able to even block sniper bullets, especially during a sneak attack. Wang Xiaoyin couldn't even see the bullets' shadows; he could only make out the ones they had blocked after their speed slowed. These ancient martial artists, who hadn't reached the Xuan Realm, could only deal with small-caliber pistols, and only when prepared. In a sneak attack, they were just like ordinary people, unlikely to survive a gunfight.
"Sigh, I need experts now, real experts, like Xingzi and Ruth. Many other Blue Demons have reached the ninth level of martial arts, but unfortunately, they haven't stepped into the Profound Realm yet. That one step is crucial. It's like a carp leaping over the Dragon Gate; a gentle little fish that jumps over this threshold can become a powerful dragon. It's just one step away."
"If I send them to deal with these Profound Realm experts, how heartbroken I'll be if there are any casualties… They've only been practicing martial arts for less than five years, too short a time. Hmm, I wish there was a way to quickly improve their skills."
While Wang Xiaoyin was thinking these things, the experts from the Illusion Sword Sect outside couldn't withstand the firepower of two sniper rifles. Half of their left arms were blown off by bullets. They screamed and fled, their vicious curses echoing from the dark night sky: "You despicable villain, how dare you cut off my left arm! Once I recover, I'll wipe out your entire family!"
"Damn it! I'm already being lenient by not letting you stay in my courtyard, and you still want revenge. But letting him get away is a real problem. This guy's Xuanshu should be at the Moon level by now, but I don't recognize him at all. Could he be... a reclusive elder of the Illusion Sword Sect?" Wang Xiaoyin felt a chill run down his spine at this thought. These reclusive elders were even more powerful than the sect leader and had some special powers. Now that his left arm was crippled, mobilizing some experts from the Illusion Sword Sect to do some revenge was really troublesome.
The remaining experts from the Tianji Sect in the courtyard, though not the direct targets of the attack, were still quite busy with the stray bullets fired by the Huanjian Sect. Now, seeing their opponent wounded and leaving, they shouted happily, "Thank you for your help, friends in the house! I am Hou Xianyi from the Tianji Sect. Please tell me your name so I can repay you in the future!"

Volume 4, Chapter 42 Before Opening
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Wang Xiaoyin really wanted to curse the Tianji Sect man away, but when he heard him mention Hou Xianyi's name, he was stunned for a moment. This man was the second-in-command of the Tianji Sect, the younger brother of the sect leader Hou Tianren, and had a great reputation in the martial arts world. If he could establish a relationship with him, it might be useful in the future.
So he called out to the outside, "There's no need for a meeting. Just remember this kindness. I can't stay in this house anymore. The people from the Illusion Sword Sect are coming soon. I also need to pack my belongings and go hide elsewhere for a while."
"Uh... you're right. The people from the Illusion Sword Sect are indeed not to be trifled with. This matter started because of me. If there's any trouble, please send someone to the Heavenly Pole Gate to let them know. Hou Xianyi will definitely do his best to help." After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and left.
At this moment, the blue demons gathered around Wang Xiaoyin and asked, "Master, are we really leaving? With our strength, do you think we're afraid of the Illusion Sword Sect?"
Wang Xiaoyin pondered for a moment before saying, "Most of the honorary disciples of the Illusion Sword Sect are young masters from noble families. No one is willing to risk their lives for them, but their secretly trained closed-door disciples are the truly terrifying force. I should have been a closed-door disciple of the Illusion Sword Sect back then, but my talent for swordsmanship was too poor, so I was relegated to the ranks of honorary disciples, doing some hard labor in the kitchen... Oh, let's not talk about that now. You all hurry up and pack your things, and erase any traces. We can't afford to provoke the Illusion Sword Sect right now."
The blue demons agreed and busied themselves packing their belongings. Several blue demons in the bathroom also got up to pack, and they quickly gathered in the hall. They only carried a small bag, which contained mostly weapons and necessities. Some valuables that were not easy to carry were temporarily placed in the basement.
Li Chunxi had been put to sleep by acupressure and was being held in someone's arms, still dizzy with tears in her eyes.
Wang Xiaoyin continued, "Turn on all the surveillance equipment and place several remote-controlled bombs in the courtyard. This house isn't worth much anyway; if it can kill a few experts from the Illusion Sword Sect, it's all worth it. Hmm, after a few days, quietly move the stuff away, and this place can be sold to someone else."
"When they come, let the police handle them. Hehe, I heard the Enforcement Bureau has a new batch of supernatural experts; they're probably bored. Letting them practice against the Illusion Sword Sect is a good choice."
"To Gathering Point Three!"
He took the sleeping Li Chunxi, then vanished, leading the Blue Demons away. The Blue Demons who had planted the bomb traps quickly completed their task, vanished, and followed Wang Xiaoyin away.
The dark clouds pressed lower and lower, finally a flash of lightning streaked across the sky, followed by continuous thunder. Soon after, a torrential downpour began, bathing the entire area in silvery light.
A dozen or so men in blue robes raced through the rain. Leading them was a pale-faced, elderly man in his seventies, his left arm wrapped in white cloth. Blood dripped from his severed arm, the drops quickly washing away in the murky rain. He gritted his teeth, seemingly seething with resentment.
This man was Xiao Huayu, the Illusion Sword Sect expert whose left arm had been blown off by a Blue Demon sniper; he was the martial uncle of the sect leader, Du Zhongxin. The dozen or so men in blue behind him were mostly second-generation disciples, belonging to the "Zhong" generation. Most of their martial arts were above level nine, with only three or four at the Profound Realm level. A few others were outstanding third-generation disciples, their levels around six or seven. They had been brought out for training and to broaden their horizons. However, they clearly had no idea that their first training exercise after descending the mountain would be an attack on the Blue Demons' second gathering point—a fact that even their leader, Xiao Huayu, was unaware of.
"Uncle-Master, is this the place?" one of the middle-aged men with a long beard asked obsequiously, summoning a hidden sword as he spoke and pointing it at the deserted villa courtyard.
"That's right, this is it. They have snipers. I'll distract them in the courtyard while you rush in and kill everyone inside. Retreat before the police arrive. Things are too tense at Paradise lately; it's best not to mess with them," Xiao Huayu said angrily.
More than a dozen men in blue robes lightly leaped over the iron gate and silently ran along the wall towards the main building, cautiously observing their surroundings. Xiao Huayu stood alone in the center of the courtyard, shouting loudly, "You little bastard, get out of your den! Your grandpa's here for revenge..."
Two middle-aged men crouched low, crept to the main building's door, exchanged a glance, and simultaneously struck the security lock with all four palms. Two loud bangs rang out as they triggered two powerful bombs buried near the door, blasting the two star-level experts to smithereens. They didn't die from their martial arts skills, but from unfamiliar modern weaponry.
"Master..." two young third-generation disciples cried out in terror, trying to rush into the house, but were stopped by other experienced elders.
"You two, don't be impulsive! Be careful not to fall into the enemy's traps!" With that, they gradually retreated into the courtyard, gathering behind a small flower bed where several flowering trees stood. One of the second-generation disciples shouted, "Stay together! It'll be easier to concentrate our attacks!"
At the Blue Demon No. 3 gathering point, Wang Xiaoyin coldly watched the Illusion Sword Sect disciples huddled together through the surveillance equipment, finding their foolish actions laughable. The audio transmission system could clearly hear their panic and screams.
Xiao Huayu, possessing some common sense, shouted at the disciples, "Idiots, scatter! This will only lead to our annihilation. This is modern weaponry, not some martial arts battle..."
Before he could finish, a deafening explosion came from the flower bed, where over a dozen bombs detonated. Only a few second-generation disciples who were further away escaped, but they were injured by shrapnel. Before they even landed, the same deafening explosion came from beneath their feet.
Xiao Huayu let out a furious roar, cleverly leaping into the air and jumping out of the courtyard without looking back. Sure enough, the moment he jumped away, the entire courtyard exploded. Centered on the flowerbed, a series of deafening explosions erupted like firecrackers, sending stones flying. The smoke quickly dissipated in the downpour, leaving no room for even dust to rise.
Wang Xiaoyin stared coldly at the snow-covered monitor; clearly, the explosion had destroyed even the courtyard's surveillance equipment. However, in the last shot, he saw that all the second and third generation disciples had perished in that small courtyard, with only one reclusive elder, Xiao Huayu, escaping.
Wang Xiaoyin called Ni Xiu, telling him he didn't need to come to the scene; just notify the regular police to clean up the mess. Wang Xiaoyin suddenly realized that dealing with the Illusion Sword Sect wasn't as difficult as he had imagined. This wasn't the era of cold weapons from hundreds of years ago; with sufficiently powerful weapons, the Illusion Sword Sect could still be wiped out. However, he currently had neither the reason nor the time to deal with the Illusion Sword Sect.
After completing these tasks, Wang Xiaoyin returned to Gathering Point One and exchanged information with Lan Yi. He became increasingly interested in the Blood God Cult's objectives. A cult that had expended so much power to create the Li family's glory—was it merely to use the Li family as a front to buy dozens of plots of land? Of course, the cooperation between the Blood God Cult and the Li family was undoubtedly a mutually beneficial win-win situation. The Li family had rapidly grown from a medium-sized family into a renowned wealthy clan in Heaven under Li Jia's leadership. What did the Blood God Cult gain? Or rather, what did the Blood God Cult want?
Lan Yi said, "Master, I've reported the matter of Gathering Point Two to the instructor. She will notify all the blue demons to avoid Gathering Point Two. The nominal owner of that mansion has arrived at the scene and will handle everything. Once the mansion is repaired, he will sell it as we instructed."
Wang Xiaoyin nodded and smiled, "Arrange things properly, then get some rest. Tomorrow we have to rush back to the base in Hibiscus City to participate in the Moon Festival ceremony. The day after tomorrow is the opening date of Whose Paradise, so you might have to come back again."
Lan Yi sighed resentfully, "Alas, I'm afraid it won't be our turn. The other sisters will have objections; they miss Master just as much."
"Hehe, I understand what you mean. Thank you for considering the bigger picture, Xiao Yi." Wang Xiaoyin understood that although Lan Yi sighed, she was subtly reminding him not to forget the other blue demons. "So, I'll take good care of you tonight..." With that, he suddenly picked up Lan Yi and walked towards the bedroom. Soon after, a beautiful moan came from inside.
The afternoon of the next day.
Wang Xiaoyin returned to Paradise with a newly recruited batch of Blue Demons. Aside from those with special missions—such as the Blue Demons who crafted jewelry, Blue Ten who appraised and designed jewelry, Blue Five who monitored the Li family, and Blue Nine who composed music and lyrics for Su Feifei—the remaining Blue Demons were all newly transferred.
Unlike before, Wang Xiaoyin brought in low-level sex slaves, mostly sexy women from Fusang Island. They didn't possess the souls of the Tanuki snakes and were relatively weak in martial arts, but their main task was handling mundane daily tasks.
After enduring the monthly, frenzied, mysterious rituals, each Blue Fairy was utterly exhausted, yet incredibly excited. Because there were many Blue Fairies this time, they used different modes of transportation to reach Paradise City to avoid attracting attention. Upon entering Paradise City, those who could become invisible almost all became invisible, quickly blending into the city.
At dinner time, Wang Xiaoyin ate at Su Feifei's place. Since Lan Jiu's cooking skills surpassed both Ruth and Su Feifei, Lan Jiu now served as the cook, while Jin Gang simply ate without interjecting. Wang Xiaoyin's phone suddenly rang, earning eye-rolls from Ruth and Su Feifei: "We finally get to eat together, and you can't even be quiet..." [Wan Juan Shuwu]
Wang Xiaoyin saw it was an unfamiliar number from the city and was considering whether to answer. Suddenly, he remembered that besides familiar friends, he had only told this number to the beggar Lao Zhang, who knew the mysterious thunder talisman. Could it be him? Wang Xiaoyin had always wanted to recruit the beggar Lao Zhang and learn those mysterious thunder talismans, but he had never had the opportunity because Lao Zhang's grudges were too clear-cut, and he had never found a chance. Thinking this, he answered the phone.
"Mr. Wang Xiaoyin? This is Old Zhang, the old beggar, do you remember me?"
The other person spoke very anxiously, the surroundings were chaotic, like a public place.
Wang Xiaoyin chuckled, "Hehe, of course I remember you! Old Zhang, what's the rush?"
"I'm at Paradise Brain Hospital. My son Zhang Yao's condition has relapsed, and it might...it might require a lot of money. Can you send someone here? Without money, they won't treat him. My son is still in the emergency observation room; if we don't pay soon, his life will be in danger." Old Zhang spoke urgently, very emotionally; you could hear the anger and frustration in his voice, like a storm before a thunderclap.
Wang Xiaoyin thought to himself that his chance to bribe Old Zhang had arrived. How could he let his subordinates handle this? He had to personally intervene to show sincerity. He knew the hospital's rules: without money, even the King of Heaven wouldn't save you. So, following Old Zhang's tone, he comforted him, "That's how hospitals are these days. Don't worry, I'm on my way. Wait for me at the hospital entrance." He
quickly ate a few more mouthfuls of food and ran into the hospital. The girls knew he must be in a hurry, so they didn't say anything more, just shook their heads and smiled.
Wang Xiaoyin drove Ruth's gold Thunderbird at breakneck speed. Although it was supposedly a gift for Ruth, she rarely drove it; she mostly stayed with Su Feifei in her blue Coral. Wang Xiaoyin saw many illuminated billboards along the way, all advertising the jewelry auction opening tomorrow. Lan Er was secretly handling most of these business details.
The opening of "Whose Paradise" had already been advertised in newspapers and on major television stations. Because "Whose Paradise" was already famous throughout the city before the advertisements, the added effect of the detailed advertising made it even more sensational.
The advertisements mentioned that the opening auction would donate ten million US dollars to charity. This wasn't just a boast; it was a guarantee of confidence. The owner's ability to donate ten million worth of goods for an auction clearly indicated exceptional wealth, sparking interest from even more nobles in the new jewelry store.
He had only intended to advertise in Paradise, but unexpectedly, the advertisement spread throughout the entire Coral Kingdom. Now, all the nobles in the country knew that a jewelry store called "Whose Paradise" was about to open in Paradise City.
Sophie cancelled all her performances to attend his opening ceremony, completely disregarding the terrifying impact it would have. Her participation could make Wang Xiaoyin's new store known throughout the world overnight.
Chopin assured him that on the opening day, the Paradise Police Headquarters would allocate half of its officers to maintain order outside the store. Although it was a pedestrian area, there would undoubtedly be many onlookers, and many who might try to cause trouble. Chopin, under the guise of protecting his granddaughter, secretly deployed a hundred martial arts experts from his family to protect the valuable auction items.
Wang Xiaoyin could do whatever he wanted; he wouldn't suffer any losses himself. Although the jewelry store staff tomorrow will all be dressed as Blue Demons, the more experts the better. With the Xiao family's support, he can feel much more at ease. Moreover, there's a Ye family jewelry store on this street. If the Ye family sends people to cause trouble, Blue Demons can't go all out—at least they can't use their invisibility and sword skills, and Rose's werewolf avatar can't be used either. They'll have to rely entirely on the Xiao family's hundred ancient martial arts practitioners.
Since the auction will last all day, the Xiao family has also provided free lunch for the guests, specifically clearing out the "Willow Catkins in May" Grand Hotel in the center of the pedestrian street. All these extra services have been arranged for Wang Xiaoyin, treating him practically like their own grandson-in-law.
At this moment, Wang Xiaoyin wondered what Xiao Bang would think if he knew his background, or if he eventually found out that Wang Xiaoyin only wanted to marry Wang Qinghe and had no intention of marrying Xiao Wen. Would he personally use the Xiao family's Thousand Absolute Palm to hunt him down?
Lost in his thoughts, he arrived at Paradise Brain Hospital without slowing down. This was a public hospital, and compared to the elite hospitals, everything was very simple. Wang Xiaoyin saw Old Zhang, dressed in coarse cloth, anxiously pacing at the hospital entrance. His attire was so rustic it was almost comical; no wonder the hospital wasn't prioritizing Zhang Yao's treatment—they probably doubted his ability to pay.
Old Zhang, seeing Wang Xiaoyin, grabbed his arm and pulled him towards the observation ward, saying impatiently, "You've finally come! I was so worried! This child hasn't had a single good day with me. If we delay his treatment due to lack of money, how can I face his mother in the afterlife…sigh!"
Wang Xiaoyin comforted Old Zhang, but inwardly he was pondering how to get him to willingly serve him. Arriving at the crowded emergency observation room, only a few nurses in pink uniforms were casually making their rounds. Dozens of seriously ill patients, unable to pay their fees, were all crammed into this small room.
Several plain-looking nurses in pink uniforms saw the dirty old man return with a richly dressed, handsome young man. They secretly regretted being too harsh on the old man earlier and not trying to build a relationship with him. Two of the quick-witted nurses immediately put on cute smiles and hurried to Zhang Yao's bedside, pretending to be attentive caregivers.
Wang Xiaoyin saw all their little actions but didn't have time to argue with them; he still needed them. So he smiled at them and said, "Thank you for taking care of my friend. Quickly, please fetch the most famous neurosurgeon in our hospital; I have some questions for him!"
The two nurses felt their act hadn't been in vain; at least they'd gotten a smile from the super-handsome man. They were completely oblivious to the imposing aura in his words, nodding foolishly and running off again to fetch the doctor.
Old Zhang, seeing the two nurses' previously icy expressions now filled with infatuation, immediately understood what was going on. He sighed inwardly, placing all his hopes on Wang Xiaoyin. No matter the method, as long as he could save his son, it would be worth it, no matter how great the debt of gratitude he owed him.
"You're the attending physician?" Wang Xiaoyin glanced indifferently at the middle-aged bald man in front of him. A faint, kingly aura emanated from him, forcing the bald man to immediately bow and nod obsequiously. "How is my friend Zhang Yao's condition? Is there time to transfer him to Moonlight Hospital?"
The middle-aged physician had long since realized that the handsome young man was no ordinary person. He was considered an expert at the hospital, and others would be eager to curry favor with him. How could he be so different, with this tone that sounded like he was questioning a criminal? In particular, his noble aura made him feel completely submissive, and he couldn't even muster the courage to refute him. So he honestly replied, "He has fluid buildup in his skull, a reasonable lesion left over from the last surgery. I reminded his family to observe him in the hospital for a few months, but they didn't listen and rushed out. He's not in any danger now, otherwise, I wouldn't dare leave him here. So, he can be transferred to another hospital."
Wang Xiaoyin turned to look at Old Zhang, whose face was full of self-reproach and shame, and understood what was going on. She said without room for doubt, "Arrange a transfer immediately. Contact Moonlight Hospital, prepare the best neurosurgeon, and prepare the best ward."

Volume 4, Chapter 43: The President Arrives
: 9-22 4:51:05 Words: 7470

Today is the opening day of "Whose Paradise," and the bustling scene in the city center is like celebrating a major holiday.
Hundreds of elite police officers from the police headquarters, dressed in brand-new uniforms, maintained order with beaming smiles, their demeanor exceptionally amiable, like junior employees who had just received a hefty bonus. Indeed, they had received a substantial bonus; each officer fortunate enough to be present today received an extra bonus more than double their monthly salary—no wonder they were overjoyed. They were secretly delighted and repeatedly expressed their gratitude to the elusive owner of the jewelry store.
More than an hour before the ribbon-cutting ceremony, the protruding square at the street corner was already packed with elegantly dressed women, each accompanied by at least one bodyguard. It was normal for a jewelry store to have many aristocratic women, but those with a keen eye found something increasingly unusual. There were so many beautiful women that men were almost nowhere to be seen. It wasn't that there were few men, but they were simply overshadowed by the stunningly beautiful ladies. Looking around, the square was filled with fluttering colorful clothes and intoxicating fragrances, like an open-air fashion competition.
This was because there were so many beautiful women present, and they were the epitome of beauty. Curious onlookers strolled around the square and were surprised to find many female bosses from well-known corporations among them. What could possibly motivate them to spend their precious time waiting patiently?
Since the opening was a public jewelry auction, and reporters weren't barred from entering, many sharp-eyed journalists frantically snapped photos of their surprise targets, sending back updates from the scene. Initially, they had only intended to take a few casual pictures or finish their reports on the mysterious shop owner, but the appearance of such a high-profile figure and the unusual atmosphere prompted them to negotiate with the television station to change it to a live news broadcast.
At 9:30 AM, Wang Xiaoyin mysteriously appeared on the empty ribbon-cutting stage, as if appearing out of thin air. Behind him, on either side, were Wang Qinghe and Xiao Wen. Xiao Wen was a jewelry illustrator and logo designer he had "hired," albeit for free; Wang Qinghe, having nothing better to do, had come to support him. But who knew what she was really thinking?
"Buzz buzz buzz!" The ladies in the square immediately began whispering when they saw him appear. Some couldn't contain their excitement and even shouted loudly, like fans seeing a celebrity, waving their delicate arms.
"Damn it, why are they here?" Wang Xiaoyin muttered strangely, feeling that today's auction was going to be troublesome, some unexpected troubles, which might be quite significant and directly affect his "actual" income.
"Who are they?" Wang Qinghe, with her sharp ears and eyes, keenly noticed Wang Xiaoyin's reaction and smiled knowingly.
Just then, a commotion and screams erupted outside the square, with people chanting Su Feifei's name in unison and frantically. The tall and burly King Kong blocked the enthusiastic fans and reporters, allowing the unmasked Su Feifei to rush into the police cordon. Ruth and Lan Jiu, one on each side, supported her as they entered the still-unsettled square without any danger.
"Oh my god!" Su Feifei, still shaken, patted her bulging chest and stuck out her tongue. "Why didn't I ever feel this scared when I went out before?"
Reporters in the square were now snapping away at Su Feifei's appearance, and several photographers were also focusing on her adorable expression. These images, once circulated, drove her fans wild for days. It was said that these photos were considered one of Su Feifei's most classic images.
Xiao Wen was very happy to see the lively scene. Looking at the clock in the square, she said anxiously, "Why isn't my grandfather here yet? He said he was coming to be a guest at the ribbon-cutting ceremony, and so is Sister Li Yun. I clearly made an appointment with her."
Wang Qinghe smiled at her, "Sister Wen, don't worry. Maybe they got stuck in the crowd and were delayed on the way. Anyway, there are still ten minutes until the appointed time."
Xiao Wen nodded gratefully; that was all she could think for now. Although she and Wang Qinghe had met several times, there was always some distance, or rather, a bit of hostility, between them—a result of a woman's sensitive nature. Although neither of them said anything, the strange feeling in their hearts couldn't be changed for the time being. They vaguely knew the reason and glanced at Wang Xiaoyin out of the corner of their eyes.
Wang Qinghe originally wanted to invite her father to attend, but Wang Yuanzhe was still abroad, so she had to give up. She also wanted to ask her seventh grandfather to come, but considering that he was a gangster and not familiar with Wang Xiaoyin, she was afraid that he might frighten the guests, so she had to give up again. She was naturally not very comfortable, feeling that she hadn't done anything for Wang Xiaoyin. Apart from these familiar people, she wasn't familiar with the other important figures in Heaven, so she had to use the excuse of being bored to personally support him.
Wang Xiaoyin smiled bitterly, waving to the "acquaintances" in the square from time to time. He was a little annoyed by their hot gazes. It hadn't even been a month since he had parted from these beauties, were they already impatient? "Those you haven't eaten with aren't acquaintances; those you haven't slept with aren't familiar people." This was Wang Xiaoyin's definition of familiar people.
With the ribbon-cutting ceremony fast approaching, Li Yun and Xiao Bang had yet to appear. They represented the city's highest official and largest civilian power, and having them attend would certainly enhance Wang Xiaoyin's prestige. However, it didn't matter if they didn't come; he always believed that prestige came from ability, and one day he would carve out his own niche in the city.
"It's alright, it's alright, we'll still open even if they don't come. Actually, it doesn't matter; we could just pick a few from the square, they'd be more than enough to be the ribbon-cutting guests today." Wang Xiaoyin shook off his disappointment and gestured to Lan Shi beside him to bring up the red silk ribbon, ready to open on time. "Having two beautiful ladies cut the ribbon is a hundred times better than having old men and women."
The two women smiled slightly, swayed by his words, and actually picked up the scissors on the tray, ready to cut the ribbon themselves amidst the fireworks. Just as Wang Xiaoyin was about to signal Lan Yao to set off fireworks, he saw the police officers around the square give a neat, high-level military salute. Dozens of fully armed special police officers were escorting several high-ranking officials, with plainclothes bodyguards of extremely high martial arts skills following behind them, their salutes subtly gleaming.
After the special police escorted them to the protective circle set up by the ordinary police, they automatically withdrew and joined the patrol in groups, indicating that someone had arranged for them to do so beforehand.
Among the plainclothes bodyguards, several important high-ranking officials from Paradise City were surrounded by an elderly man with gray hair. The old man walked with a powerful stride, his refined face exuding authority without anger, and he frequently waved to the surprised crowd in the square in salute. Mayor Li Yun and Xiao Bang, the head of the Xiao family, followed closely behind him, always half a step behind, further emphasizing his noble status.
"Damn it! What's he doing here?" Wang Xiaoyin's pretty face crumpled, looking both distressed and helpless. "And he made such a high-profile entrance, as if he's afraid people won't know who he is! Oh no, I'm in trouble!"
Hearing his complaints, Wang Qinghe and Xiao Wen couldn't help but ask in unison, "Do you know the President?"
"How could I not? You got his daughter pregnant, it's hard not to know him, and I guarantee he'll know you too!" However, Wang Xiaoyin didn't dare tell them this.
On the surface, he made up a story: "Uh, I meant Ni Xiu behind Li Yun, that kid looks so sneaky, how could he be following behind the President! Hey, why is the President here today? He looks much younger than on TV. I wonder what cosmetics he uses. If you find out, I'll give you each a set."
The two women exchanged a surprisingly tacit glance, both seeing disbelief and suspicion in each other's eyes. Fortunately, both women came from prestigious families, and they gently nudged his waist, reminding him to go down and greet the President and government officials.
"Welcome him? Hmph, I really want to flatten that hypocritical fox face of his, and smash his teeth one by one, so he can't spout any more lies..." Wang Xiaoyin thought maliciously, but in front of the television media, she had to give President Li Yuantu some face.
The television reporters went wild, flashes going off incessantly, and video cameras relentlessly filming the president's face. Some VIPs in the square were also stunned. Many prominent businessmen had long wanted to establish a relationship with the president, but had never succeeded. Even the mid-level officials they had tried to curry favor with, and even high-ranking officials in the capital, couldn't introduce them to him. Now, finally, they had the opportunity—to see him at an opening ceremony, or even dine in the same hall... While excited, they were all secretly speculating about the relationship between the jewelry store owner and the president. [Wan Juan Shu Wu]
Everyone saw Wang Xiaoyin, seemingly flattered, conversing with the president, who patted Wang Xiaoyin's shoulder warmly and whispered something to him. Wang Xiaoyin's shoulder trembled slightly; some thought it was from nervousness or excitement. Only Wang Xiaoyin or Li Yuantu knew that the trembling was an attempt to shake off the president's hand on his shoulder.
The president and several accompanying high-ranking officials were invited to the makeshift ceremonial platform to give their routine remarks. The secretary held the microphone for President Li Yuantu. Important figures always like to show off, and this time, instead of using the miniature pinhole wireless microphone prepared beforehand by the Blue Demons, he insisted on having his subordinate hold the microphone for him. Since
she was the president's secretary, it must be the president's intention, so the Blue Demons had no choice but to comply.
"Hurry up and speak, don't ramble on too much. If you take more than three minutes, I'll kick you off the stage!" Wang Xiaoyin covered his mouth, pretending to rub his nose, but actually transmitting his voice to the president.
Two middle-aged bodyguards with cold, rigid expressions next to the president rolled their eyes and coughed violently. Clearly, they were highly skilled in martial arts and had heard Wang Xiaoyin's telepathic message to the president, but they made no attempt to stop him.
President Li Yuantu showed no reaction, obviously not taking his words seriously, or perhaps already used to his tone.
"Ladies and gentlemen, it's a pleasure to see you all here. Good morning!" Li Yuantu's calm and resonant voice rang out in the square. The amplification equipment installed by the Blue Demons was no less powerful than that of the Stone Palace conference hall.
Thunderous applause followed. Even if his words were utterly uninspired, they should at least return the applause given the president's greeting.
A discordant voice interrupted; Wang Xiaoyin telepathically transmitted to him again: "Good morning? You arrived late. If you keep talking, it'll be time for dinner."
Li Yuantu didn't react. The bodyguards beside him suppressed their laughter, moving away from the president to avoid overhearing something strange and bursting into laughter. Li Yun glanced strangely at the president's two bodyguards, finding their behavior today odd. Chopin, closer to Wang Xiaoyin, could vaguely hear a few words. His expression shifted several times, then he gave his beloved granddaughter a very strange look, before glancing at Wang Xiaoyin, who was covering her mouth, his brow furrowed in deep thought.
"Actually, it's quite a coincidence. I came to Heaven on some personal business, intending to secretly return to the Stone Palace, but I heard that several officials from Heaven were coming to attend Mr. Wang Xiaoyin's opening ceremony, so I thought I'd join in the fun," Li Yuantu added.
Applause. Applause is always a good choice whenever a leader pauses significantly in their speech.
Wang Xiaoyin transmitted his voice again: "Old Li, you've finally told the truth. I think you just want to join in the fun."
Li Yuantu coughed a few times, ignoring Wang Xiaoyin's sarcasm, and continued: "Also, I heard that Mr. Wang Xiaoyin's auction today will donate ten million US dollars to charity. This is the most important reason I came here to participate in the ribbon-cutting ceremony. On behalf of the entire nation, I salute all those who support charity!"
Wang Xiaoyin transmitted his voice mockingly: "Sigh, the fox's tail has finally been revealed! With your actions, future business owners will definitely donate twenty million, thirty million...nine million to charity. It's a pity they won't see the president appear again."
The applause reached a record high, like the rising tide, mixed with various unspoken meanings.
"Everyone must be getting impatient. I'm also eager to see the exquisite works of this craftsman! I declare the ribbon-cutting ceremony officially open!" After Li Yuantu finished speaking, Lan Yao also gave him face by setting off fireworks. Although the light was too strong to see the dazzling fireworks display, the atmosphere was still lively.
"You're ruthless! Two minutes and fifty-nine seconds!" Wang Xiaoyin muttered under his breath. Those around him were completely bewildered, only a few experts who had overheard his whispers understood his meaning. Those who understood his implication wondered if Wang Xiaoyin would actually kick the president off the stage if it exceeded three minutes.
Amidst the deafening fireworks, Li Yuantu, Li Yun, and Xiao Bang officially cut the ribbon for him. Thunderous applause erupted from the audience. Perhaps due to the fireworks, everyone felt that the applause was even louder than all the applause during the president's speech combined. Several martial arts experts, with their extremely keen hearing, knew this wasn't an illusion, nor was it the effect of the fireworks; this applause was genuine and enthusiastic from everyone present, with the ladies clapping the loudest.
The three wide entrances to "Whose Paradise" opened simultaneously, and hostesses dressed in blue stood gracefully on either side of the security checkpoint, bowing slightly to each guest as they entered. These blue fairies had mostly concealed their alluring beauty, and their hair was dyed a plain black. Even so, their natural beauty still attracted envious glances from many wealthy women.
The first floor was extremely spacious, filled with numerous small items. Coupled with the intentionally created atmosphere through decorations and lighting, it was like stepping into a magnificent jewelry paradise. Those who had just entered the first floor secretly thought about the store's signboard—"Whose Paradise!" Then, they recalled the store's slogan—"Whose Paradise are you? Who is your paradise?" Unconsciously, a strange emotion rose in their hearts, a mixture of sadness and emotion.
"By stirring up women's emotions, you've captured their hearts. If you capture their hearts, how can you not capture their wallets?" This was what Wang Xiaoyin said to Lan Shi when setting up these scenes. At first, Lan Shi was somewhat confused, but when she understood, she realized the profound meaning in her master's words. Then, from a woman's unique perspective, she wholeheartedly created this magical atmosphere, which was extremely captivating.
Magnificent, exquisite, unique, dazzling… Guests exclaimed in delight upon seeing the small trinkets displayed in glass cases and columned windows, their cries of surprise echoing throughout. According to the advertisements, these were just ordinary items; the truly exquisite pieces were up for auction in the main hall.
After admiring the many merits of the jewelry, the guests were struck by its exorbitant prices. These brooches, bracelets, earrings, rings, simple pendants… even small items were priced at over ten thousand US dollars… more than a hundred times higher than similar items in other shops. And
these were just the small, insignificant pieces; what about the more luxurious and valuable items on the upper shelves? What were their prices? These were wealthy nobles from the Coral Kingdom, indifferent to the cost, but very interested in the price tags, especially the figures on the upper shelves.
Many women, however, had no time to ponder the prices; they hurriedly selected their favorite items and paid on the spot or by credit card. They learned from the advertisement that there would be no restocking on the first day of opening, meaning that there might only be one of each item available, and if someone else bought it, they wouldn't be able to buy it.
The main reason for this was that Wang Xiaoyin anticipated too many guests participating in the auction on the first day, making it impossible for the saleswomen to restock from the warehouse. Furthermore, the competition for single items would force them to pay immediately, eliminating the need for the saleswomen to follow them and preventing theft. Therefore, this measure was taken.
Although Wang Xiaoyin constantly mocked the president, he had no choice but to accompany them on a tour of the jewelry store. Li Yuantu kept praising the items, and upon finding a piece he liked, he immediately had his secretary buy it. He was like a shopaholic that day; before even reaching the central area of the first floor, he had already bought twenty-seven pieces of women's jewelry, possibly for his wife or daughter.
The president's wife could get a discount, and his daughter could get something for free, but he received no discount whatsoever. Wang Xiaoyin instructed the saleswomen to continue swiping his card.
Li Yun didn't have much affection for Wang Xiaoyin. Ever since she heard his name, and every time she saw him, sparks of conflict seemed to fly. However, she wasn't in the mood to pay him any attention now. Looking at the exquisite jewelry she'd never seen before in the display case, her eyes gleamed with a greedy, girlish light.
Wang Xiaoyin stole a glance at her, gave a strange smile, and, remembering her drunken state last time, his smile became even more sinister. The Blue Fairies who knew him well, seeing Wang Xiaoyin's smile, immediately cast a few glances at Li Yun with a mixture of pity and envy.

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