[Fantasy] Super Ambiguous Relationship (Complete) - 22-24

Chapter 265 [Exposed!]

But Lin Wan'er didn't notice Yang Fan's strange behavior. Her fingers were already on the water's surface. She habitually waved her arm, spreading the foam on the surface without thinking.

This action was perfectly normal for testing hand temperature, but she forgot about Yang Fan's bare body under the foam. And, most importantly, Yang Fan's attention was focused entirely on those two magnificent snow-capped peaks...

"Ah!"

The moment she removed the foam, a scream escaped Lin Wan'er's lips, and her small hand was pulled back in a flash. But her gaze didn't waver for a second, still fixed on the black behemoth under the water that was nodding at her...

"Is this what men are like? How come it's so much bigger than last time? And it looks so ugly?"

Staring at the raging dragon-like monster, a strange thought flashed through Lin Wan'er's mind.

"Pah! What nonsense are you thinking?"

Her cheeks flushed, Lin Wan'er turned and ran out of the bathroom. In the instant she left, she couldn't help but steal one last glance at the angry dragon hiding in the water!

The beautiful scene before him vanished, and Yang Fan, just regaining his senses, witnessed Lin Wan'er fleeing out the door! "I didn't do anything to her! What's the big deal? Did she discover I was spying on her?"

Watching her disappearing figure outside the door, Yang Fan subconsciously lowered his head.

The first thing he saw wasn't white foam, but rather his own son, standing at attention, repeatedly saluting him. Recalling Lin Wan'er's flushed cheeks as she stormed out, Yang Fan immediately understood what she had seen…

“Damn it! I'm completely exposed!”

A thought flashed through his mind. Yang Fan's first thought wasn't how to face Lin Wan'er, but rather the thought that his little guy had been observed so closely…

After this incident, Yang Fan lost all interest in taking a bath. He quickly washed himself, and when he casually picked up the bathrobe Lin Wan'er had brought in, another problem arose.

This bathrobe was clearly a woman's; the fragrance emanating from it was enough for Yang Fan to confirm it. Furthermore, considering that Lin Wan'er was the only woman in the entire Tianwei Martial Arts Hall, everything pointed to the same thing: this bathrobe belonged to Lin Wan'er!

Thinking this, Yang Fan rather lewdly brought the white bathrobe close to his nose and sniffed it. Sure enough, he smelled Lin Wan'er's unique body odor on the bathrobe. Stimulated by the fragrance, Yang Fan, who had just bent over, immediately perked up! Judging from his shadow cast on the wall, it looked as if a long sword was hanging at his waist…

When Yang Fan appeared in the hall wearing a white bathrobe, Lin Wan'er had been waiting for a long time. Seeing Yang Fan in his bathrobe, a blush immediately appeared on Lin Wan'er's face. Recalling the scene she had just witnessed, her gaze naturally shifted to where Yang Fan was.

Yang Fan, who was already walking somewhat awkwardly, suddenly felt a gaze on him. Out of politeness, he looked back, only to see Lin Wan'er staring at his manhood.

"This girl doesn't have any bad habits, does she? Or rather, does she intend to kill me just because she saw my little… thing?"

Thinking this, Yang Fan felt a chill run down his spine. He rushed to a chair and sat down, his legs tightly pressed together with lingering fear…

"He noticed!"

Seeing Yang Fan's actions, Lin Wan'er was so ashamed she wanted to disappear into a hole in the ground. "Staring at a man's private parts like that, anyone would think I'm a wanton woman!"

Thinking this, she felt even more remorseful. Unconsciously, even Lin Wan'er herself didn't realize how much she cared about her position in Yang Fan's heart!

"You...you're done washing? I...I'll go wash too!"

Seeing Yang Fan, Lin Wan'er instinctively avoided his gaze. Without answering him, she fled towards the bathroom.

Rushing into the bathroom, Lin Wan'er still felt her cheeks burning. She didn't shower, but instead ran to the sink, casually turning on the faucet and letting the water flow. Her mind was filled with wild images.

"Oops!"

For some reason, the faucet came off with a gentle twist. Staring blankly at the faucet in her hand, before she could react, water gushed out.

In her panic, Lin Wan'er tried to block the spray with water, but ended up soaking herself. Her pristine white clothes were instantly drenched, becoming semi-transparent.

Lin Wan'er's clothes, already damp with sweat and clinging to her body, were further irritated by the water spray, leaving two round marks on her large breasts. Two alluring shades of crimson were even visible in the center of those marks…

Sitting in the guest room, Yang Fan couldn't understand Lin Wan'er's strong reaction. Watching her storm out, he couldn't help but find it amusing, and suddenly realized that Lin Wan'er was surprisingly adorable.

In his memory, Lin Wan'er wasn't such a shy woman, yet her behavior just now was so undeniably feminine!

However, remembering his earlier exposure, Yang Fan was speechless. A woman could so brazenly barge into a man's bathroom, and then just as brazenly turn around and leave unscathed. But if it were a man, he'd probably be called a pervert, or at least beaten black and blue, right? Given Lin Wan'er's violent tendencies, this kind of thing would most likely happen...

However, just as Yang Fan was lost in thought, he suddenly heard Lin Wan'er's scream. Recognizing that the voice was coming from the bathroom, he moved almost without hesitation and ran towards the bathroom.

As soon as he entered the bathroom, he saw Lin Wan'er frantically pressing the faucet. After understanding what had happened, Yang Fan felt relieved. Seeing Lin Wan'er's flustered state, he couldn't help but laugh, "Teacher Lin, you should turn off the faucet first, otherwise no matter how much you try to block it, it won't help!"

Seeing Yang Fan, Lin Wan'er couldn't hide her embarrassment and exclaimed, "Yang Fan, you've come at the perfect time! This damn faucet had to break now of all times! The faucet is inside, go and turn it off for me. I have to hold the faucet down, otherwise the water will spray out again."

"Oh!"

Yang Fan responded softly, but didn't move for a long time. At this moment, Lin Wan'er's jet-black hair was completely disheveled by the water, making her look slightly messy, but adding to her gentle beauty. She was focused on holding the faucet down, her focused eyes deep and captivating! However, what made Yang Fan forget everything was the alluring curves hidden beneath her almost transparent clothes!

No man could resist such alluring scenery; otherwise, photographers wouldn't choose to shoot artistic photos of models by the sea, precisely because of the women's half-clothed, wet hair. Similarly, why do most men react several times more intensely than usual when seeing a woman fresh from the bath?

Lin Wan'er, clad in white, revealed her long, slender neck and a glimpse of her breasts, like solidified white jade, half-concealed, half-revealed. Her waist was slender and delicate, barely a handful, and her long, shapely legs were exposed, even her beautiful feet silently exuding a seductive invitation.

Her attire was undoubtedly extremely alluring, but compared to her demeanor, it seemed to pale in comparison. Her large eyes held a hint of anxiety, anger, and mischief... Her eyes were misty and alluring, her small mouth slightly upturned, her red lips parted, inviting one to kiss her full breasts. She was a woman who exuded charm from the inside out, seemingly seducing men and tugging at their nerves at all times. She was so stunningly beautiful, so captivating!

Yang Fan's attention was almost entirely drawn to her. Previously, while he had been awestruck by Lin Wan'er's beauty, he had rarely harbored any impure thoughts. She was like a noble white lotus, meant only to be admired from afar, not to be touched. Even Yang Fan himself felt a sense of inferiority in her presence.

Of course, this wasn't the main reason. The main reason was her identity—she was his senior brother's daughter. In that sense, she was his junior, and having thoughts about a junior was morally unacceptable. But at this moment, a strange feeling uncontrollably surged from the depths of his heart…

No man could resist Lin Wan'er at this moment; she was so alluring, so captivating, so mesmerizing!

Yang Fan's attention was almost completely drawn to Lin Wan'er. He had a vague feeling that he was sinking into those soft breasts, being swallowed and suffocated by that bottomless yet clearly defined abyss!

Seeing that Yang Fan didn't react for a while, Lin Wan'er couldn't help but glance back at him. Following his gaze, she subconsciously sensed that something was wrong. Looking down, she saw her exposed chest...

"Ah..."

With a scream, Lin Wan'er instinctively released her hands, covering her private parts. But the faucet wasn't stopped, and water gushed out again, directly towards Lin Wan'er. Her body, which had just been half-wet, was drenched again, almost completely soaked!

Chapter 266 [Wet Temptation]

First in the bedroom, then in the bathroom when Yang Fan was showering, and now still in the bathroom, in less than half an hour, Lin Wan'er had let out three strange screams!

The first scream was because Yang Fan had accidentally seen her exposed chest, a restrained scream. The second scream was because she had accidentally seen Yang Fan's secret, a scream of panic and embarrassment! But what kind of scream was this third one?

Restrained? Not really. Embarrassment? A little bit, but not entirely! Panic? It didn't seem like it! Even Lin Wan'er herself didn't understand the reason behind her scream!

However, Yang Fan was once again embarrassed by her scream. He grabbed a towel from the wall, wrapped it around the faucet, and then said to Lin Wan'er, "Teacher Lin, just hold the towel down, that way the water won't splash!"

Lin Wan'er tightly hugged her chest, not daring to look at Yang Fan. Hearing his suggestion, she quietly agreed, lowered her head, and awkwardly held the towel down. But because of the force of her arms, her breasts appeared even larger and rounder, making Yang Fan swallow hard.

It took a lot of effort for Yang Fan to shift his attention away from her perfect breasts. He took a deep breath, trying to distract himself and relax that particular part of his body. Feeling a little relaxed, Yang Fan then moved aside, preparing to pass by Lin Wan'er.

The bathroom wasn't very big to begin with, as it was designed to only allow one person to pass through at a time. However, the bathroom in Lin Wan'er's room was big enough for two people to pass through. But because Lin Wan'er was hunched over and had her buttocks sticking out, she took up most of the space. As soon as Yang Fan passed through, the problem became immediately apparent...

Her body stiffened, and Lin Wan'er's face felt like it had been roasted by fire, immediately burning hot. Feeling the intense heat on her buttocks, she knew exactly what was happening. She was a little dumbfounded, yet also found it somewhat amusing. The thing behind her was not only hard enough, but it was also constantly radiating heat, making her mind a mess, as if there was a tangled knot of rope inside. No matter which direction she exerted force, she couldn't escape. If she moved even slightly, she would feel something was amiss...

Lin Wan'er understood that Yang Fan wasn't intentionally defiling her, but regardless, the awkwardness was unavoidable. Almost instinctively, Lin Wan'er took a deep breath, trying to pull her hips closer to let Yang Fan pass. But as soon as she inhaled, she immediately felt something small sinking between her thighs. The instant heat made her completely stiff!

Yang Fan, on the other hand, felt something different. His erection rubbed tightly against her soft flesh, not only refusing to withdraw but becoming even harder!

He had never imagined that a woman's body could be so soft, so smooth. Lin Wan'er before him was like a magnet, her allure natural, impossible to escape. Yang Fan simply couldn't bear to let go. Lin Wan'er possessed a mysterious fragrance; Yang Fan even felt it was the most alluring scent he had ever smelled, more pleasant than any perfume!

Neither of them spoke, neither knowing what to say. But silence wasn't a solution; prolonged physical contact, even without friction, could create psychological pressure and unavoidable thoughts for both.

As a man, especially a mature man who understood the allure of women, Yang Fan felt this was particularly intense. He desperately wanted to lift her clothes, to become one with her, to let her infinite softness extinguish his boundless hardness and the flames burning within him!

Pressed against Lin Wan'er's delicate body, Yang Fan clearly felt the woman in his arms becoming increasingly soft and smooth; her already boneless body seemed to shrink into his! His own manhood began to stir, becoming erect and proud.

The woman in his arms was so tempting! The alluring fragrance, the supple waist, and her straight, jade-like legs… He could clearly feel it, feel his little one touching something soft—Lin Wan'er's buttocks, those full, pert buttocks, those buttocks he had longed for for so long… A gentle touch brought forth an intense stimulation!

Lin Wan'er's situation wasn't much better than Yang Fan's. She had something on her body, something incredibly hot and burning hot, and her attention was inevitably drawn to it, constantly watching its every move. Although she was inexperienced, she was already mature enough to know exactly what it was, and she even knew how to use her body to please a man!

Lin Wan'er was a beautiful woman, an incomparably beautiful woman. Heaven had endowed her with near-perfect looks and figure, making her so captivating simply by her appearance, let alone now, revealing a hint of seductive charm.

At this moment, Lin Wan'er was simply the embodiment of a devil; she was alluring, she was wicked. She was like the most fragrant flower, the sweetest nectar, wildly stimulating all of Yang Fan's senses, making him a slave to desire. Her charm was irresistible! Uncontrollably, Yang Fan's waist moved forward, and his hands also went to her...

"Such soft buttocks!"

The perfect shape and exquisite touch, combined, almost made Yang Fan drown in it, unwilling to withdraw his hands.

"Mmm..."

With a soft moan, Lin Wan'er's skin tensed. Her hands gripped the towel wrapped above the faucet tightly, and all the muscles in her body tensed. It seemed like an electric current, or perhaps a heatwave, a surging, roaring, unstoppable feeling, flowing back and forth between their bodies.

Even though they hadn't truly joined together, merely a trivial touch of skin, it made their souls tremble—how incredible! Unable to withstand this tidal wave of stimulation, Yang Fan slightly moved his hands away and took a few deep breaths of fresh air.

Feeling the two large, radiant hands leave her, Lin Wan'er couldn't help but shift her body, glancing back at Yang Fan. Her large, watery eyes, like two deep pools capable of swallowing everything, captivated him. Within those alluring eyes lay a deep longing, making him feel that not possessing her would be an unforgivable sin.

"Wan'er..."

With a soft gasp, and no more words were spoken, Yang Fan once again caressed Lin Wan'er's buttocks. This time, he didn't just touch them briefly; he wholeheartedly savored the exquisite touch, starting from the edges and gradually exploring the entire heart-shaped area.

Every inch of her snow-white, full, and pert buttocks, from top to bottom, was thoroughly measured by his nimble fingers. Each caress brought her endless stimulation… Under his gentle touch, she felt boundless tingling and itching, a sensation that was both pleasurable and painful, a bittersweet experience that seemed to oscillate between seawater and flames, almost driving her mad.

Her body was sensitive and honest. No matter how hard she tried to endure, how tightly she clenched her fists, that hidden spring that had never flowed willingly still uncontrollably opened its floodgates, releasing its first gust of spring tide…

Yang Fan clearly felt a slight coolness coming from that fiery place, but that coolness did not diminish the flames in his heart in the slightest; instead, it swelled even more, even to the point of bursting! But he did not intend to devour her just yet. Beautiful things always need to be thoroughly enjoyed before taking that final step!

His hand traveled from her snowy buttocks upwards, caressing her slender waist, gently and softly stroking that soft flesh for a long time, until her muscles spasmed, her whole body trembled, and she let out a faint moan… Finally, his large hand grasped her sacred and inviolable holy land!

The sensations emanating from his hands were indescribable, so unreal. Just touching her breasts gave Yang Fan the illusion of floating on clouds. The feeling was so exquisite, like a magnificent dream, captivating him and leaving him unable to extricate himself.

Yang Fan's large hands couldn't help but clench tightly, then relax, then clench again, then relax again… His sensitive areas were enveloped and touched, driving him to madness.

"Mmm…"

Lin Wan'er couldn't help but let out a soft moan. Her sacred peaks were being violated, her forbidden zone was being pressed against by something shameful, giving her unprecedented pleasure while also creating a deep sense of guilt… Being so intimate with her student was truly shameful… She could feel the person beneath her moving, again and again… rubbing against her cleft. She wanted to dodge, to escape this shameful friction, but her body was going weak… burning hot, unable to muster any strength!

She even felt a strong sensation from Yang Fan's movements, a wetness spreading beneath her, something sliding out of her body.

"Mmm..."

Lin Wan'er let out a series of low moans from her nose, the alluring sound so melodious, so wanton... She felt very happy, very joyful, even having a kind of euphoric illusion. Uncontrollably, she couldn't help but cooperate with his movements, gently rubbing against him.

Yang Fan felt like he was about to collapse. The beautiful woman in his arms was so cooperative, so soft, so light, so hot. Her breasts, which were resting in his palm, were even beginning to harden. Her hips were moving so rhythmically, perfectly in sync with his... His desire was burning, burning... Her desire was boiling, boiling...

Chapter 267 [Brother-in-law]

He couldn't help but seek Lin Wan'er's fragrant lips. His heavy breath sprayed on her neck, receiving a passionate response from her. She turned her head and made the same search.

Lips met lips, pressed tightly together. He felt her breath, and extended his tongue, parting her teeth to seek her fragrance. His tongue swirled around her smooth, soft flesh, entwining with her sweet scent. Their tongues intertwined tightly, like two snakes mating, coiling and twisting, inseparable…

Yang Fan's movements quickened, his surging desire finding an outlet, surging downwards. He knew that if he moved faster… faster… he would surely reach his dreamlike paradise…

With each tremor of Yang Fan, Lin Wan'er's heart pounded violently. Her heart, frozen for years, soared freely at this moment, but her pride prevented her from making a decision. Conflicting emotions filled her heart, making her feel both intoxicated by the beauty and burdened by guilt and shame!

"Little sister, are you there? Father asked me to come and find Junior Uncle. Is he here with you?"

Just then, Lin Feng's voice came from outside, followed by a knocking sound at the door.

The sudden noise made Lin Wan'er's delicate body tremble. She almost used all her strength to break free from Yang Fan's embrace, hurriedly covering herself with a towel. Ignoring the splashing water from the faucet, she called out towards the bathroom, "Oh, I know!"

As Lin Wan'er spoke, Yang Fan had already turned off the faucet. To be honest, he really didn't know how to fix a faucet!

Faced with such an awkward situation, Yang Fan naturally had no reason to stay any longer. He smiled awkwardly at Lin Wan'er and said, "Teacher Lin, I'll go out first!"

Hearing Yang Fan say this, Lin Wan'er's face, which had just regained some composure, flushed red again. With her head down, she saw Yang Fan turn to leave and grabbed him.

Subtly pointing to Yang Fan's groin, Lin Wan'er handed him a towel and whispered, "Cover yourself with this towel, my brother's still outside!"

Only then did Yang Fan realize his bulge; if he went out like this, Lin Feng would see it! And, most importantly, he was soaking wet down there. His whole body was dry, but that particular spot was wet—if someone saw it, it would be impossible not to think something!

Taking the towel, Yang Fan quickly and discreetly swept it over Lin Wan'er's body before leaving the restroom.

Even after Yang Fan left, Lin Wan'er felt weak all over. She could feel the burning gaze in his eyes as he departed. She never imagined that something like this would happen between them!

To be honest, she and Yang Fan hadn't spent much time together. Although they were teacher and student, they didn't interact much. Plus, she'd been focusing on her cultivation lately, so their contact had been even less frequent.

Although she had gained some understanding of Yang Fan through her unique sources, it was all superficial and not a true confidant. Especially after learning that Yang Fan had more than one girlfriend, her goodwill towards him diminished considerably.

As a highly educated woman who had received modern education, Lin Wan'er had endless aspirations for love and many ideas about it. She would never allow her husband to have other women, let alone more than one!

"He's so promiscuous, with so many girlfriends, would he really give them all up for me?"

No, definitely not. Based on her understanding of Yang Fan, Lin Wan'er knew he wouldn't do that!

"How could I, a heroine among women, really share a husband with a bunch of women?"

"But, I've waited so many years, wasn't it all for the sake of meeting a man I love?"

"..."

Even after Yang Fan left for half a day, Lin Wan'er pondered these questions. Undoubtedly, Yang Fan was the most outstanding and only man she had met in recent years who had truly moved her. Moreover, the two had once shared an intimate moment, which had secretly won Lin Wan'er's heart. But how should she handle these complicated relationships with Yang Fan?

Ignoring her soaked clothes, Lin Wan'er stared blankly at her angelic, flawless face in the mirror. This face, which she had always been so confident in, now held a hint of confusion and melancholy!

Over the years, she had rarely seen a woman more beautiful than herself; even if there were, they were at most comparable. It was precisely because of this that her self-confidence had swelled to an extreme!

She had always believed that once she met a man she liked, her charm would easily conquer him, making him fall at her feet. But at this moment, she felt somewhat insecure! She

sighed softly. After what had just happened, it was impossible for her to completely sever ties with Yang Fan! In Lin Wan'er's eyes, her relationship with Yang Fan was practically the same as losing her virginity. Moreover, not long ago, she had even used her hand to serve him…

and even more shamefully, she had actually reached the peak of pleasure under those circumstances! This man had left a deep imprint on her heart!

"Sigh…"

she sighed softly, a sigh filled with resentment, melancholy, secret joy, and shyness… a complex mix of emotions difficult to describe…

Countless thoughts flashed through her mind, but Lin Wan'er found herself in a complete mess. Torn by inner conflict, she truly didn't know what to do!

Outside Lin Wan'er's room, Lin Feng watched Yang Fan with a towel wrapped around his waist, finding it rather strange. Remembering how the two had spent hours in the room together, his mind immediately conjured up many inappropriate images!

"Brother-in-law," Yang Fan said, slapping away Lin Feng's hand from his shoulder, "I know you're young, and young people are naturally curious about that kind of thing, but you should restrain yourself. Otherwise, you'll regret it when you're middle-aged. Listen to me, life is long, don't be so impatient!"

He glared at Lin Feng, saying, "What nonsense are you talking about? Don't forget, I'm still your junior uncle! How can you be so disrespectful!"

"Fine, now you know I'm your junior uncle? Why didn't you remember when you climbed into my little sister's bed? It was broad daylight! Junior uncle, no matter how impatient you are, you should at least consider your status, shouldn't you?"

"..."

Seeing Lin Feng's nonchalant attitude, Yang Fan simply ignored him. This guy was clearly convinced that Yang Fan and Lin Wan'er were having an affair. While there was a slight possibility, it was still a far cry from what he was thinking. Yang Fan wasn't about to suffer this in silence.

Seeing that Yang Fan didn't want to talk to him, Lin Feng wasn't embarrassed at all. He said ingratiatingly, "Brother-in-law, weren't you going to Thousandfold Isolated Island with me? I've already taken care of it for you. Don't worry, you can come with me!"

Seeing Lin Feng's self-aggrandizing manner, Yang Fan couldn't help but roll his eyes. This guy really had no shame. He had just discussed it with his senior brother and asked him to handle it, so how did it become Lin Feng's doing? It wasn't that he looked down on him, but with Lin Feng's abilities, could he really get him that spot?

Needless to say, definitely not! If he had that ability, he wouldn't be in this state now!

"How about you spend more time training? You probably already know what kind of place Thousandfold Isolated Island is. I'm not trying to discourage you, but with your current strength, you'd definitely never come back!"

"Hehe, it's because I have you, brother-in-law. Otherwise, Father wouldn't have let me go alone. Brother-in-law, you'll definitely protect me, right?"

Despite Yang Fan's direct criticism, Lin Feng wasn't angry at all. Instead, he seized the opportunity, his face full of flattery!

"Get out of here!"

Yang Fan only now realized how shameless Lin Feng was. This guy was a disgrace to men!

"Brother-in-law, you can't do this! If anything happens to me, our Lin family line will end. It's not the end of the family line, but brother-in-law, my sister only has me as her brother. If something happens to me, where will you find such a good brother-in-law? Think about it, if I hadn't called you brother-in-law in front of so many people, would you be in my sister's bed now? You can't be so ungrateful!"

"..."

"Fine, I give up. I'll protect you, okay?"

"Haha, I knew you were the best, brother-in-law! I won't disturb your good time. You two continue, continue!"

With that, Lin Feng turned and disappeared.

As he walked, he muttered to himself, "Heh heh, I knew this was the best time. Although disturbing their intimacy is a bit immoral, for my life, I have to be immoral!"

"..."

Well, Yang Fan now understood. So, the reason Lin Feng came knocking was to extort money from him. He thought it would be convenient to offer suggestions now that he was busy being intimate. This guy, that was quite a sly trick…

But even if Lin Feng hadn't said anything, how could Yang Fan let him get hurt if he went with him? Putting everything else aside, just because he was his senior brother's only son, he had to protect him. Besides, he was also his friend, and… his brother-in-law…!

Chapter 268 [Ten-Year Term]

"You're going to Thousandfold Isolated Island?"

After Lin Feng left, Yang Fan had just returned to Lin Wan'er's room when he heard her voice. At the same time, Lin Wan'er, dressed differently, appeared before him.

She was wearing a white, tight-fitting bodysuit with short sleeves and two teardrop-shaped cutouts at the shoulders, barely covering her hips. Whether it was because she was at home or intentionally, her attire looked somewhat casual. Overall, she didn't look like a serious female teacher at all, but rather like a domestic woman, possessing a unique charm!

Gazing at her alluring, full curves, Yang Fan's eyes lingered.

Her thighs were fair and full, her calves long and slender, her ankles delicate, straight, and long. Looking further down, her rounded heels, gleaming with an enticing sheen, were visible beneath her short skirt as she leaned forward, revealing glimpses of her private parts… He swallowed hard, forcing himself not to think about anything inappropriate, before nodding and saying, “Yes, I don’t know how long I’ll be gone, so I’m planning to take a break from school. I came today because I wanted you to help me with this!”

“Take a break from school?”

Lin Wan’er was slightly taken aback, but quickly nodded, “Yes, okay. I’ve also decided to resign recently, so let’s get this done before I do!”

“Don’t you want to go there?”

Yang Fan asked tentatively.

He knew that with Lin Wan’er’s passion for martial arts, she wouldn’t miss a place where she could quickly increase her strength. Lin Feng knew about Thousandfold Isolated Island, so Lin Wan'er couldn't possibly be unaware of it. Yet, she showed no intention of going, which puzzled Yang Fan.

"What would I go there for? I have no desire for power, and Dad's getting old. My brother's gone, so naturally I have to stay and take care of him. Anyway, that person has been crippled by you, so I don't feel any pressure. As for the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique, I think I'll just cultivate it slowly; there's no rush!"

Hearing this, Yang Fan was stunned again. He hadn't expected Lin Wan'er to give up this opportunity because of Lin Zhentian. Indeed, while Lin Zhentian was strong, he was getting on in years and naturally hoped his children would stay by his side. Lin Wan'er's thoughts were understandable. However, his parents…

Suddenly, Yang Fan thought of his irresponsible relatives. In fact, they had arranged for him to attend Peking University, yet he hadn't even seen them once. Having such parents was practically pointless!

"When are you leaving? I'll give you a farewell dinner!"

Lin Wan'er didn't seem to be in a very high mood. As she spoke, a few strands of melancholy flashed across her eyes.

However, Yang Fan didn't notice. He nodded and said, "Ten days later!"

"Ten days? Thousand Layers of Lonely Island opens only once every ten years. Logically, once you enter, you must wait ten years to emerge. So, I suggest you take care of anything you haven't settled in these ten days!"

"What? Ten years to come out?"

Hearing this, Yang Fan was stunned again.

Ten years—how many decades does one have in a lifetime? If it were before, staying in one place for ten years might not have bothered him, but now, could he? With Shen Ruoxi, with Dongfang Lan… with so many attachments, could he really leave for ten years?

Ten years later, would the beauty still be there? Ten years later, would she be gone? What would the hoodlum club look like in ten years? What would Yanjing be like in ten years? Ten years—not long, not short. What would happen in those ten years? Yang Fan couldn't guarantee what!

If it were to improve his strength, could he give up his relationship with Shen Ruoxi and the others? Could he give up his current life for the sake of improving his strength? Could he really give up everything around him?

No, absolutely not. Yang Fan knew he couldn't do that. He couldn't make Shen Ruoxi and the others wait for him for ten years, and besides, how much could ten years change? And who could guarantee they would still be waiting for him?

Suddenly, Yang Fan found himself feeling inexplicably depressed, and his interest in Thousand Layer Island plummeted to its lowest point. He hesitated, he wavered, struggling between the two options!

"If it really takes ten years, then I won't go!"

After a long silence, Yang Fan said softly. He knew that this decision might cost him a great opportunity to improve his strength, but he truly couldn't choose ten years over the other!

"Is it because of them?"

As if she had anticipated Yang Fan's choice, Lin Wan'er asked softly.

"Them?"

Yang Fan was taken aback, but then he understood. Anyone who paid even a little attention to him would know about his affairs with so many women, let alone Lin Wan'er! But why did her tone sound so jealous?

Yang Fan truly didn't know what to feel about Lin Wan'er. Did he have a good impression? Definitely. Did he like her? Yes, he did. But whether he loved her or not, Yang Fan didn't know!

If it weren't for that inexplicable incident in her office last time, if it weren't for the ambiguous moment in the bathroom just now, perhaps, even if Yang Fan had feelings for her, he might have suppressed them. Because Lin Wan'er's other identity was his senior brother's daughter, his junior!

Even though Lin Zhentian had tacitly approved of their relationship, Yang Fan himself couldn't get over that qualms. Yes, he was a womanizer, he was lustful, and he was somewhat promiscuous, but he hadn't reached the point of indiscriminate behavior. With Lin Wan'er, with Shen Ruolan, with Gu Feifei… he didn't feel as comfortable and relaxed with them as he did with Shen Ruoxi and Dongfang Lan!

But, there are no "what ifs" in this world. Since it was already a fait accompli, there was no need for further "what ifs" or "assumptions." Yang Fan knew clearly that a simple friendship between him and Lin Wan'er was no longer possible!

"No matter who it is, I can't stay there for ten years. I have many things to do, so I have to give up this opportunity!"

Shaking his head, Yang Fan forcefully banished the thought from his mind.

"Actually, not everyone needs to stay there for ten years. I once heard my father say that if someone has excellent grades, there can be an exception!"

Lin Wan'er continued.

"Oh? An exception? What exactly does that mean?"

Hearing this, a glimmer of hope rose in Yang Fan's heart.

"I'm not entirely sure about the specifics. My father once told me that there, based on performance, members are assigned different badges. Generally, new members are assigned Iron-level badges, and as their strength increases, they are successively assigned Bronze, Silver, Gold, Platinum, Diamond, Purple Diamond, and so on. The highest-level badge, I think, is called the Supreme Badge."

"Once you reach the Platinum badge level, you get three opportunities to enter and leave Thousandfold Island within ten years. Diamond-level members get one opportunity per year, and Supreme-level members can leave at any time, unbound by the rules. Not only that, they also enjoy elder-level benefits. However, since the development of Thousandfold Island, only two Supreme Badges have been issued!" "

Oh? Are those badges difficult to obtain? Is it necessary to have strength? Or is there something else?"

"It doesn't necessarily have to be based on strength. If one makes a significant contribution to Thousandfold Lonely Island, they can be awarded it exceptionally, but it requires unanimous approval from the Elders' Council. I heard from my father that one of those two Supreme Badges was awarded exceptionally because that elder's contribution to Thousandfold Lonely Island was too great. Only the other one was obtained by a challenger twenty years ago through their own strength!"

"Is that so? If that's true, then I might have a chance!"

As he spoke, Yang Fan's eyes shone with unparalleled confidence.

As long as the rules aren't rigid, he still has a chance. Platinum Badges and Diamond Badges aren't his goals. He believes that with his strength, as long as the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique can break through again, he can smoothly enter the Refining Spirit stage. At that time, even if he faces a Void Returning stage expert, he might not be without a fighting chance. And as for that Supreme Badge, he's not without the qualifications to challenge for it!

One year, at most one year, he must obtain the Supreme Badge and successfully emerge from there. This is the goal he set for himself, and it's his promise!

Yang Fan wondered why Lin Zhentian hadn't told him that Thousandfold Isolated Island was a place where you could enter but not leave, and about the ten-year time limit. If Lin Wan'er hadn't told him, he would have definitely gone in without a second thought!

However, Yang Fan quickly understood. Lin Zhentian must have been worried that if he heard about the ten-year time limit, he might choose not to go, thus missing a great opportunity. Although this made Yang Fan somewhat unhappy, Lin Zhentian's intentions were good; he was thinking of him, so he couldn't blame him.

However, even if he was confident in obtaining the Supreme Badge, Yang Fan knew he wouldn't be able to leave Thousandfold Isolated Island within a certain timeframe. Therefore, he had to arrange everything within these ten days.

He had initially thought ten days would be plenty of time, but now Yang Fan realized that time was far from enough; he still had many things to handle and many things to arrange. So, he hastily bid farewell to Lin Wan'er and began to make use of the National Day holiday...

Chapter 269 [Farewell Banquet]

For the next few days, Yang Fan simply stayed home, not even Yan University, becoming a stay-at-home husband. He shuttled between Shen Ruoxi and Dongfang Lan, enjoying the warmth before their separation.

As for the gangster club, with Lei Laohu personally in charge, there was no problem. Moreover, Yang Fan now had an extra trump card; even if Dongfang Hao wanted to play any dirty tricks, he wasn't afraid.

Besides, Dongfang Hao probably didn't have time to deal with this matter now; he was definitely in a hurry to prepare for going to Thousandfold Isolated Island.

Through his conversation with Lin Zhentian, Yang Fan finally understood why the major families were so eager to send their successors to that place. Besides training them, the most important point was actually to let them recruit useful talents for the family!

Because Thousandfold Isolated Island gathers almost all the elite young people in China. Some of them have connections, but most are ordinary people without any. These are the very people that the major families are trying to win over.

After all, the world will always belong to the young. The successors of the major families, if they want to rise to power, must cultivate a group of truly loyal subordinates. Only those they have trained themselves are their most trusted subordinates. As for the family's own power, it doesn't necessarily mean they will listen to them.

Therefore, Thousandfold Isolated Island, in a sense, is a form of competition between the major families. Although this competition is only between young people, it is related to the planning and structure of the major families in the coming decades!

At this critical juncture, even if Dongfang Hao hates Yang Fan, he cannot take action against the gangster club unless he doesn't want to be the head of the Dongfang family. Otherwise, he knows the importance and urgency of the matter!

After explaining everything, Yang Fan did nothing else but spend the day with Shen Ruoxi and Dongfang Lan. He didn't hide his departure from the two of them, knowing they wouldn't object to his decision.

Normally, given Shen Ruoxi's status, going there wouldn't be a problem, but her current identity made it unsuitable for her to get involved. Besides, most of the people going there were extraordinary individuals; an ordinary girl like her didn't need to be involved.

Nine days passed quickly, and today, Yang Fan didn't stay with Shen Ruoxi. Instead, he left early alone. The reason was simple: Lin Wan'er had promised to give him a farewell dinner!

He hailed a taxi on the street, told the driver the address, and headed towards his destination. As the car drove, Yang Fan imagined meeting Lin Wan'er later…

Soon, the taxi stopped. When Yang Fan got out and saw the place Lin Wan'er had arranged, he was somewhat puzzled. He had expected a bar or coffee shop, but this place was clearly a shopping mall!

Looking at the tall billboard in the distance, Yang Fan, after confirming he was right, was even more bewildered. At that moment, he saw Lin Wan'er standing not far away…

in a secluded spot amidst the bustling city. Lin Wan'er wore a long, dark green satin cheongsam with a black satin trim around the high collar, adorned with a dragon-shaped button and a gold-inlaid, ruby-red butterfly clasp. She wore polished, low-heeled calfskin shoes.

A light pink gauze headscarf covered her head, revealing a tuft of permed hair that resembled a pear blossom on her forehead. A small, long-strapped faux leather handbag, fastened with an oxygen-yellow peach-shaped clasp, was slung across her left shoulder. Her hands were casually tucked into the pockets of her coat. Her dignified demeanor, serene yet alert, and her tranquil gaze, seemingly gazing into the distance yet remaining vigilant, exuded elegance without vulgarity, nobility without affectation, like a red plum blossom amidst frost, or a white lotus in a storm.

A perfectly proportioned figure, an impossibly slender waist, high, seemingly bursting breasts that appear about to tear her clothes, and long, straight legs—every part of her body was incredibly alluring. Perhaps most captivating was her alluring figure and face, yet her expression remained cold and serene, creating a striking contrast that was utterly mesmerizing. It seemed one would be willing to do anything to win a smile from her.

"Stunning! Shocking!"

This was Yang Fan's first reaction upon seeing Lin Wan'er. Previously, whenever Yang Fan saw Lin Wan'er, she was always dressed in a business suit, a typical white-collar worker's attire. While this didn't diminish her beauty, it lacked a mature and dignified charm, making her seem more like a strong-willed single professional.

But today, her attire resembled that of a mature married woman. Moreover, Lin Wan'er wore heavy makeup, deeply concealing her gentleness, wisdom, calmness, and composure.

Just as Yang Fan noticed Lin Wan'er, she also noticed him. Seeing Yang Fan staring at her, Lin Wan'er walked slowly towards him with a seductive gait. After a sweet smile, she said, "You've arrived!"

"Sorry, I was stuck in traffic, I'm late!"

Yang Fan swallowed hard and told a small lie.

Hearing Yang Fan's words, Lin Wan'er smiled gently, her breath sweet as orchids: "It's alright, I just arrived too!"

He couldn't help but swallow. Lin Wan'er's appearance and tone were simply irresistible! Especially after her deliberate dressing up, her charm was simply irresistible. Her beautiful figure, concealed by the cheongsam, infinitely aroused his desire!

"Wan'er!"

Staring blankly at her, Yang Fan couldn't help but call out. His voice was gentle and light, like a clear spring, intoxicating. Yang Fan even doubted that he had ever been so gentle before!

Hearing Yang Fan's incredibly gentle words, Lin Wan'er's body trembled slightly. She looked up and met Yang Fan's clear, dark eyes, filled with endless affection and tenderness. That gaze was like a gentle rain falling on her heart, awakening long-dormant memories. The feeling was so warm, so incredibly warm!

For a moment, Lin Wan'er even had the urge to rush into his arms, to enjoy that warm and long-lost embrace. But only for a second, she regained her composure, smiling lightly to mask her embarrassment and suppress her true feelings. She said to Yang Fan, "You usually call me Teacher Lin, why are you calling me Wan'er today?"

Although she tried her best to remain calm, her body trembled again when she uttered the word "Wan'er."

Taking in Lin Wan'er's reaction, Yang Fan chuckled and said, "Hehe, wasn't that before? Before, you were a teacher at Yanda University, and I was a student, so naturally I had to call you Teacher Lin. But now? You're no longer a teacher at Yanda University, and I'm no longer a student, so naturally we don't need to address each other that way. We're friends, after all, right? There shouldn't be anything wrong with friends addressing each other like that, right? Or do you not like this title?"

"It's just a title, it's just a label. Call me whatever you want. You still want me to call you Junior Uncle, don't you?"

Lin Wan'er retorted.

"Uh..."

Yang Fan was speechless for a moment, but he quickly changed the subject: "Wan'er, you didn't come to me today just to ask me to go shopping with you, did you?"

As he spoke, Yang Fan pointed to the store sign.

To his surprise, Lin Wan'er smiled slyly upon hearing this, glanced at Yang Fan, and said, "You're right. I asked you to come here today because I was planning to borrow you for a day. I don't think you'd refuse a beautiful woman's request!"

"Do you think I could refuse?"

Yang Fan smiled wryly, not expecting his guess to be correct. However, he understood that Lin Wan'er's intentions were definitely not just to ask him to go shopping. But since he was here, there was no possibility of leaving. Besides, putting everything else aside, Lin Wan'er was a stunning beauty, especially when she was dressed up; she was incredibly charming. Accompanying such a beauty shopping would surely make many others envious!

"Hehe!"

Hearing Yang Fan's words, Lin Wan'er's smile deepened. To Yang Fan's astonishment, she skillfully took his arm and walked beside him towards the shopping mall across the street.

Slightly taken aback, because of their figures, Lin Wan'er leaned against him, and Yang Fan immediately felt an incredibly soft sensation on his arm. But he only paused for a moment before comfortably taking advantage of her. It would be foolish not to take advantage of such a situation; since she was offering herself up, why not? With that thought, Yang Fan casually bent his arm and wrapped it around her slender waist, walking towards the shopping mall across the street…

Shopping malls are inherently places with extremely high foot traffic, filled with all sorts of men and women. But the moment Yang Fan and Lin Wan'er appeared, they immediately attracted countless eyes. Almost everyone who passed by turned to look. The two were strikingly handsome, one handsome, the other beautiful. Although Yang Fan's clothes were quite ordinary, his unique charisma made him impossible to ignore, while Lin Wan'er's elegant attire made her the focus of the entire mall!

The two walked straight ahead and soon arrived at the clothing section. This area had a much larger flow of people, as most shoppers were looking for newly released products, with clothing undoubtedly being their primary target.

However, strangely, the area where Yang Fan and Lin Wan'er were located was relatively quiet. At first, Yang Fan thought business was slow, but when he saw the long trailing digits on the price tags, he understood why…

Chapter 270 [Girlfriend]

The prices of the clothes here were roughly equivalent to several months' salary for a mid-to-low-level employee. Most people would just look, which explained the lack of customers in this area. What puzzled Yang Fan was why Lin Wan'er had brought him to this place, since all the clothes displayed were men's clothing.

"Could it be that she wants to buy clothes for my senior brother and has me act as her stand-in to try them on?"

Yang Fan wondered, looking at the various garments before him.

Just as this thought flashed through Yang Fan's mind, Lin Wan'er picked up a black suit and tried it on in front of him, then asked, "What do you think of this suit?"

The suit Lin Wan'er was holding was a silver one, with graceful lines and exquisite workmanship. From a distance, it looked like a work of art. Even Yang Fan couldn't help but exclaim, "Hmm, not bad, really very good!"

"Really? Why don't you try it on first?"

Hearing this, Lin Wan'er looked down at the suit, examining it closely, even scrutinizing every loose thread. She checked the workmanship and the fabric, her earnestness revealing that she frequented such places!

"Oh, right, and this tie too?"

After giving Yang Fan the suit, Lin Wan'er handed him a tie as well.

"..."

Not understanding Lin Wan'er's intentions, Yang Fan accepted the clothes and went into the dressing room.

It has to be said that clothes make the man. Although Yang Fan was excellent in both appearance and temperament, his casual attire made him lack a certain air of success. Now, in a suit and tie, he looked completely different.

Even as soon as he emerged from the dressing room, he attracted countless gazes, which undoubtedly fell into two categories: those of jealousy and those of flirtatious glances. The former were naturally men, who were already secretly resentful that Yang Fan had such a beautiful woman by his side. Seeing their own women constantly throwing flirtatious glances at him, how could they stand it?

Fortunately, these people were generally well-mannered; although they were somewhat unhappy, none of them reacted excessively, mostly just glaring angrily.

Upon seeing Yang Fan, Lin Wan'er scrutinized him from head to toe, front to back, circling him and occasionally patting his back or smoothing out the wrinkles in his clothes. However, when she noticed the casual shoes Yang Fan was wearing, her delicate brows furrowed slightly.

Before Yang Fan could react, she turned and ran away, returning a short while later with a pair of black leather shoes.

Seeing Yang Fan's puzzled expression, she chuckled, "How can you wear casual shoes with a suit? It looks rather mismatched. Here, try these on." Without

waiting for Yang Fan's response, she knelt down in front of him and began untying his shoelaces.

Yang Fan was taken aback by Lin Wan'er's sudden action. He never expected her to do this. However, just as he was stunned, he heard Lin Wan'er call out, "Lift your feet up! How can I help you change your shoes like this?"

After clapping her hands and helping Yang Fan put on his leather shoes, Lin Wan'er looked him up and down for a while before finally asking, "What do you think of this outfit?"

Even now, Yang Fan was still a little confused. He could only mechanically nod and say, "It fits perfectly!"

Hearing this, Lin Wan'er smiled and said, "Okay, then this outfit will do!"

"Okay, I'll take it off first!"

Having received Lin Wan'er's approval, Yang Fan turned and walked towards the dressing room.

As Yang Fan turned around, Lin Wan'er hurriedly tugged at his sleeve and said, "Hey, where are you going?"

"Where else could I be going? Of course, I'm going to change out of this outfit. You can't just wear it like this, can you? It needs to be properly wrapped so you can give it away!"

"Hehe, what if I want you to wear it? Besides, I wasn't planning on giving this to anyone!"

Hearing Yang Fan's reaction, Lin Wan'er laughed smugly.

"What? This outfit is for me?"

Slightly taken aback, Yang Fan looked at Lin Wan'er with disbelief.

"Of course, otherwise why would I bring you here?"

After saying that, Lin Wan'er ignored Yang Fan's astonished expression and went to pay with the salesperson.

"Sir, your girlfriend is so good to you, buying you such an expensive outfit."

Just then, another salesperson said to Yang Fan with envy. They were paid on commission, and Lin Wan'er had just bought the outfit; that salesperson had made a lot of money, so her words were full of envy.

"She's not my girlfriend!"

Yang Fan, who was pondering Lin Wan'er's motives, answered without hesitation when asked by the waitress.

"Not my girlfriend? Then you..."

Hearing Yang Fan's words, the waitress's gaze became somewhat enigmatic. In their line of work, they often saw wealthy women bringing young men to shop. Yang Fan, with his successful-looking appearance, seemed unlikely to be that kind of person, but now, hearing his words, it was possible he was just a gigolo.

At that moment, Yang Fan was preoccupied with Lin Wan'er and didn't pay much attention to the waitress's expression. Even if he had noticed, he wouldn't have reacted. In this world, there are some people who, unable to reach something, insist on saying it's sour grapes, mostly out of jealousy. Yang Fan only felt pity for such people, so there was no need for him to be angry on their behalf.

There's another type of person who, despite lacking real ability, loves to flaunt it. Like a beggar who, having received a single coin, boasts to another beggar who received nothing, he's the truly pitiful one. At least the other beggar didn't flaunt his meager achievements. Such people are aptly described as short-sighted.

The waiter in front of me, seeing Yang Fan's distinguished air, assumed he was someone of high status and thus tried to flatter him, hoping to get him to spend more money. But when Yang Fan said Lin Wan'er wasn't his girlfriend, his attitude immediately changed. This kind of person will probably spend their entire life stuck in this place, constantly worrying about being fired, and will never amount to anything. So what's the point of getting involved with such a person?

A short while later, Lin Wan'er had paid. When she reappeared before Yang Fan, she was carrying a bag containing the clothes Yang Fan had changed out of.

Seeing Lin Wan'er's expression, Yang Fan felt a warmth in his heart. Her gesture was so much like that of an obedient wife going out with her husband! He had only ever felt this way with Shen Ruoxi and Dongfang Lan before, but now, it seemed as if another figure had joined the conversation…

After leaving the mall, the two quickly arrived at a car—the same Tie Xuelong he had once ridden in. While not extremely expensive, it wasn't something the average person could afford!

Seeing the imposing Tie Xuelong before him, Yang Fan couldn't help but shake his head slightly. Speaking of which, each of his women owned a very luxurious car. Dongfang Lan, needless to say, was incredibly wealthy, judging by her ability to single-

handedly run the Dongfang Lido in Yanjing. As for Shen Ruolan, needless to say, a big star like her would never lack money. Only Director Shen Ruoxi seemed to be short of cash, but even she could easily come up with a few million. As for the others, with their aristocratic family backgrounds, none of them were short of money!

Yang Fan rarely worried about money and didn't value it too much. However, thinking about the women around him, he finally felt a sense of urgency to make money. Although the gangster club was now officially operating, it was still in its early stages and required a lot of cash flow.

Not to mention making money, most of the money he earned as an assassin had already been invested in the gangster club. After all, besides the club's own development, the Three Knives Society also needed a lot of funding. As for the remaining money, Yang Fan entrusted it to Dongfang Lan to manage. Money on his own would always remain the same amount, but in Dongfang Lan's hands, it could generate wealth from small amounts, achieving the most perfect utilization!

After a week, he was actually the one with the lowest net worth. Looking at the women around him, each one richer than the last, it would be a lie to say he felt nothing. He couldn't rely on women to support him. If before it was just for experiencing the world, he could be casual about it, treating it as a kind of pleasure, but now, Yang Fan had to save some money for his women.

The two got into the sports car one after the other. Smelling the unique fragrance inside, Yang Fan suddenly had a strange thought: "Maybe I'm the only man who has ever ridden in her sports car!"

Thinking of this, a faint smile appeared on Yang Fan's lips. In fact, not only Lin Wan'er's sports car, but also the cars of his other lovers, Yang Fan was the first female owner!

Seeing the smile on Yang Fan's face, Lin Wan'er felt a sudden, inexplicable panic. Since buying her beloved car, it seemed no one but Yang Fan had ever ridden in it, not even other women, let alone men. Seeing Yang Fan's smile, she immediately thought of this…

"PS: Something to say. Starting tomorrow, updates will be automatic for the next ten to fifteen days. As for myself, I'll be going on a long trip. That's why I've been frantically stockpiling chapters recently, just to keep updating. Fewer updates mean fewer flowers, and naturally, less royalties. I don't want this, but life goes on. This damn life is so helpless. Sigh, brothers, see you next month!"

Chapter 271 [The Drunken Woman]

Lin Wan'er drove, her beautiful eyes occasionally glancing at Yang Fan, her thoughts unreadable.

The car wasn't moving fast, and Yang Fan, sitting in the passenger seat, took in Lin Wan'er's reactions. He, too, was confused about Lin Wan'er's intentions. It was just a meal; why change clothes?

Smelling the faint scent of virginity emanating from her, Yang Fan's heart fluttered. Coupled with her curious gaze, he found it unbearable and joked, "Wan'er, can you stop peeking at me? If you want to see, you can look openly. Even if you want me to strip naked for you, I definitely won't say no. Why are you being so sneaky? It makes me feel really embarrassed."

He even made a shy expression as he spoke.

Lin Wan'er chuckled, "What are you talking about! I never noticed before, how can you be so glib? Besides, who wants to see you naked!"

At this point, Lin Wan'er's face flushed slightly.

"Uh..."

Yang Fan hesitated for a moment. Lin Wan'er looked exactly like a shy little girl, the kind of girl next door who blushes at the mention of sensitive words. For a moment, he forgot what to say...

The scenery outside the window rushed past. At some point, Lin Wan'er had turned on the music in the car. It was a foreign song. Yang Fan didn't know what it was, but from the faint sadness in the melody, he could tell it was a song expressing deep emotions. Although he didn't understand the lyrics, he closed his eyes and tried to feel the song's atmosphere. In that state, he seemed to understand its meaning!

The moment the song started, Lin Wan'er stopped stealing glances at Yang Fan and focused on the music. As the music rose and fell, Lin Wan'er found herself strangely calm. She even wished this moment could last forever...

The car slowly stopped outside a royal palace that looked exactly like those in ancient times. Lin Wan'er jumped out of the car first. Opening his eyes, Yang Fan finally understood why Lin Wan'er had made him change his clothes before inviting him to dinner.

Although Yang Fan hadn't been in Yanjing for long, he had a general understanding of the city. This building, resembling a prince's mansion, was actually one of Yanjing's most famous hotels.

Not only were the prices high, but the entry requirements were also extremely stringent. Like Dream Paradise, it was a high-end establishment in Yanjing.

Yang Fan didn't seem to care much about food and lodging. In his view, spending tens of thousands of yuan on a lavish meal was essentially no different from spending a few yuan on a fast food meal at a roadside stall—as long as it filled his stomach. Therefore, although he had heard of the existence of Pinxiang Pavilion, he had never been there.

While there were no signs prohibiting certain types of people from entering, those who were improperly dressed were generally not allowed in. Clearly, Yang Fan's previously considered decent attire fell into the category of improper dressing!

To be honest, Yang Fan rarely bought clothes. The first time was probably when Qin Mengyao bought him clothes in Urumqi. After that, most of his clothes were bought for him by Shen Ruoxi. Entering a shopping mall personally like today was only the second time in his life he'd done so.

Thinking of this, Yang Fan suddenly remembered Qin Mengyao, the beautiful woman he'd met briefly in the desert. Since their parting in Urumqi, they hadn't had any contact.

Qin Mengyao couldn't come to Yanjing due to urgent matters, but she had said she would come to see Yang Fan. But until now, there had been no news. It seemed she had probably forgotten he even existed!

After getting out of the car, Lin Wan'er took Yang Fan's arm, and led by a waiter, the two went directly into the Fragrant Pavilion.

Once inside, Yang Fan noticed the difference in the Fragrant Pavilion. Unlike ordinary restaurants, the interior wasn't filled with tables and chairs, nor was there any constant shouting for customers to drink. Instead, there were beautifully decorated private rooms and soothing music that created a sense of tranquility.

The individual rooms, decorated with green plants and bathed in soft lighting, felt like stepping into a primeval forest, with a faint, fresh fragrance filling the air. Yang Fan fell in love with the Fragrant Pavilion at first sight.

This wasn't just a restaurant; it was the perfect place for couples to have a secret rendezvous. Didn't you see the men and women in those private rooms, cuddling and whispering sweet nothings?

Guided by a well-dressed waitress, the two entered a private room. Looking at the waitress's attire, Yang Fan nodded repeatedly. Unlike the places he had visited before, this place was not only beautifully decorated, but the service was also top-notch. Unlike other places where waitresses deliberately dressed provocatively to attract customers, this place offered exceptional service.

Soon, a series of exquisite dishes were served in the private room. After dismissing the waitresses who were pouring drinks, Lin Wan'er personally filled their glasses before smiling at Yang Fan and saying, "Tonight, let's drink until we're completely drunk!"

Yang Fan was slightly taken aback by Lin Wan'er's words, but then he laughed loudly, "Drink until we're completely drunk? Alright, tonight we'll

drink until we're completely drunk!" He then raised his glass, lightly clinked it with hers, and downed it in one gulp!

"Drinking wine, I ponder idle matters; whose sorrow is deepest in spring? The beggar's face, the heart of a failed scholar. Standing with lowered brows under the moon, reciting poems by lamplight, knees drawn up. Please, sir,

drink to your heart's content; it's worth more than ten thousand pieces of gold." Wine is a wonderful thing; once downed, it can create a dreamlike, fantastical experience. Many people, when faced with unhappiness, depression, low spirits, or feeling neglected, like to drown their sorrows in wine and drink

until they're completely drunk! Cup after cup, soon the two were surrounded by empty bottles. The delicacies, however, remained untouched. Yang Fan initially chatted with Lin Wan'er, but when he realized she wasn't interested, he fell silent, simply drinking along with her…

After the bottle was empty, Lin Wan'er's body began to tremble, her beautiful face flushed a deep red, like two fiery clouds.

"Come… again… cheers!"

Raising her glass, Lin Wan'er said to Yang Fan in a muffled voice. At this moment, due to excessive drinking, her red lips were slightly parted, and her fragrant tongue was half-protruding, making her indescribably beautiful.

Lin Wan'er's blushing face was beautiful; when her face turned red, she became even more alluring than usual. Her small face was like a freshly washed red apple, bright red and still glistening with moisture, making one want to take a bite and swallow it whole.

There's a saying that drinking makes sorrow worse, but that usually applies when one is preoccupied. Lin Wan'er was different. As she continued drinking, she suddenly found her head starting to malfunction, her vision blurring, as if the whole world had turned upside down. A heavy stone seemed to be lodged in her chest, an indescribable discomfort.

Thinking about it, it made sense. Looking at the empty wine bottles in front of them, there were almost a handful. Even if divided equally, each of them had drunk about two bottles of red wine. Yang Fan was alright; after all, his internal energy was profound, and he could neutralize the effects of the alcohol after circulating his true energy a few times.

But Lin Wan'er was different. She was just a frail girl. Although she had achieved some minor success in cultivation, it was a miracle that she could drink so much alcohol at once and only get drunk now!

Seeing Lin Wan'er's current state, Yang Fan had to stop drinking and put down his glass, saying, "Wan'er, that's enough. You'll get drunk if you drink any more!"

"Hmm..."

Unexpectedly, as soon as Yang Fan finished speaking, Lin Wan'er suddenly leaned to the side and lay down against the table, seemingly oblivious to whether she had heard him.

"Wan'er? Wan'er?"

Yang Fan called Lin Wan'er softly several times. He found that she only made a few soft "hmm" sounds and didn't respond at all. He went to her side and helped her up, only to find that Lin Wan'er had fallen into a deep sleep!

"Is this a farewell party for me, or is it just asking for trouble?"

Shaking his head with a wry smile, Yang Fan could only call a waiter, pay the bill, and then help Lin Wan'er leave the bar.

After helping Lin Wan'er to her imposing Xue Long car, Yang Fan suddenly realized a problem: he couldn't drive, and Lin Wan'er was too drunk to drive. So who would drive? For a moment, Yang Fan regretted bringing Lin Wan'er here drinking. But then he remembered she had driven him here; he'd never been to this place before.

However, this wasn't the time to think about such things. Lin Wan'er was practically incoherent; it was less like he was helping her walk and more like he was carrying her, her entire body pressed against him. Therefore

, Yang Fan had to place one hand on his neck, one around her waist, and the other to stabilize her.

Looking around, Yang Fan intended to hail a taxi and go home, figuring out how to get Lin Wan'er's car tomorrow. But after waiting for ages, whether it was a taxi driver strike or the area being too remote, he didn't see a single taxi in sight!

It was now completely dark, and a gentle breeze was blowing, carrying a slight chill. A drunk person shouldn't be exposed to excessive wind, as it could easily trigger an alcohol allergy. Therefore, it was crucial to settle Lin Wan'er down as soon as possible.

Fortunately, Yang Fan spotted a hotel not far away. For now, he could only book a room to settle her down before considering other options. With that thought, Yang Fan, supporting Lin Wan'er's delicate body, walked towards the hotel…

Chapter 272 [Hotel Room Booking]

As soon as he entered the hotel, Yang Fan felt a series of strange gazes directed at him. Looking up, he saw the men and women in the lobby staring at him with inexplicable smiles. Slightly startled, Yang Fan immediately realized the problem.

He was no longer the naive young man who had first arrived in Yanjing. He knew that many wealthy young men who indulged in womanizing, or those who engaged in promiscuous sex, would often end up in hotels after getting drunk. The hotel in front of them happened to be not far from the night market, so the people inside were used to seeing this kind of situation and naturally assumed that Yang Fan and Lin Wan'er were that type.

However, the man who came to check in tonight was handsome and the woman was beautiful, which was quite an eye-opener for the hotel staff. Usually, the men and women they met were either teenagers under eighteen, or middle-aged men with big bellies, or women with heavily made-up faces that were hard to see. They never saw a perfect couple like this!

Ignoring the stares of the people, Yang Fan helped Lin Wan'er to the lobby. The two receptionists at the counter were women in their early twenties, fair-skinned and quite attractive. They were used to seeing this kind of thing, so they didn't say anything, just gave Yang Fan their signature smiles. Yang Fan didn't say much either. After paying and checking in, he helped Lin Wan'er to their room.

After he left, one of the two hostesses nudged her companion and said, "Hey, wasn't that handsome young man good-looking? Look at his clothes, he's obviously from a rich family. That woman is so lucky to have managed to hook up with such a tycoon. If I could hook up with someone like that, I wouldn't be working as a hostess here. Sigh, comparisons are odious!"

Hearing her companion say this, the other hostess chimed in, "Yeah, but Xiao Jia, have you ever heard that men with high noses are especially strong-willed? Look at that woman, she was so drunk, how could she satisfy him? If we find an excuse to go up there later, maybe we can take advantage of the situation and become rich and powerful!"

"Tch, you think you can become rich and powerful? Little girl, I'm not saying this to criticize you, but you're just a slut who gets all worked up when you see a handsome guy! If you can't resist, I happen to have a cucumber here, do you want to borrow it?"

Hearing her say this, the girl named Xiao Jia immediately said disdainfully.

However, her colleague was no pushover either. People in their line of work see countless similar incidents every year, so colleagues don't hold back when they talk: "Cucumber? Xiaojia, why are you bringing that to work? I remember you were in the restroom for almost half an hour! Is your boyfriend not satisfying you, so you use that to take care of things?"

Hearing this, the girl named Xiaojia quickly covered her mouth, her cheeks flushed, and said, "You little brat, you're trying to get me killed! Why are you so loud!"

"No way! Xiaojia, you didn't actually use that just now? By the way, how did it feel? Was there any difference from the real thing…"

the waitress asked in a low voice.

Hearing this, Xiaojia blushed slightly and said, "You're asking for trouble! The cucumber I'm talking about isn't the kind you're thinking of!"

"I know, there's a kind of cucumber massager that's popular on the market lately, I've used it too…"

the waitress realized she'd let something slip and shut up!

"Oh, you little slut, you actually have the nerve to talk to me like that? Let me see if you have anything like that in your bag."

"Get lost! Who would bring that kind of thing to work? If someone saw it, I'd be so embarrassed! Do you think everyone's as bold as you?"

"You're still talking to me like that? I guarantee you have something useful in your bag. Dare to let me see it?"

"No way! I don't have anything, why should I show it to you!"

"Really not going to show it?"

"No way! I said I wouldn't, and I won't! I'd rather die than give it to you!" "Then you must have something!"

"I do have something, it's not like it's anything shameful. You have something too..."

Yang Fan naturally didn't know about the conversation between the two waitresses, nor did he care. He helped Lin Wan'er out of the elevator, and seeing that there was no one in the corridor, he simply bent down, put one arm around Lin Wan'er's leg, and put the other arm around her shoulder. With a gentle pull, he pulled her close to his chest.

But as soon as Yang Fan picked her up, he realized something was wrong. The area where the calves meet the thighs—nothing special for a man—is a crucial dividing line for a woman. The area below the calves is frequently exposed and seen. While many women with naturally sexy legs have very sexy calves, the truly sexy part isn't below, but above the thighs. Some women can even elicit a strong reaction from a simple touch on their inner thighs!

Because Lin Wan'er was wearing a long evening gown that trailed heavily behind her when she walked, she had to hold onto the sides of her dress with both hands. Now, to successfully lift her, he had to pull up her dress, which immediately accentuated her perfect figure.

Lin Wan'er's skin was incredibly elastic, no less so than Shen Ruoxi's, who exercised regularly, and perhaps even more so. When Yang Fan's palm touched it, he immediately felt its remarkable elasticity—the kind of skin that bounced back instantly after being pressed down!

Almost unconsciously, when his palm felt that extremely soft area, Yang Fan couldn't help but press down a few times…

"Mmm!"

Although Lin Wan'er was drunk, she couldn't help but let out a soft moan when her body was stimulated.

Yang Fan didn't know that Lin Wan'er's most sensitive area wasn't her breasts, nor her buttocks or earlobes, but her incredibly elastic legs. When she showered, even just a few pinches of her legs would immediately arouse her!

Therefore, although she was drunk, she was still able to feel it. Moreover, under the stimulation of alcohol, the desires hidden in the human body can be amplified infinitely. When drunk, all actions are driven by instinctive desires. When her legs were attacked, Lin Wan'er couldn't help but squeeze her legs together a few times...

Yang Fan had only held one of her legs that was outside, but by doing so, she had Yang Fan's large hands trapped on both sides of her legs. Although there was a layer of fabric between them, Yang Fan could still clearly feel the extreme softness and the warmth that made his soul breathe!

However, things were far from over. Because Lin Wan'er's entire body was in Yang Fan's arms, one of her arms was around Yang Fan's neck, and her small face was resting on Yang Fan's right chest. Her body's sudden reaction made her involuntarily twist her lips into Yang Fan's chest. Perhaps out of instinct, after finding a suitable position, she even stuck out her tongue and licked Yang Fan's chest.

Her sudden touch left Yang Fan frozen in place. Although there was a shirt between their chests, the barrier was practically negligible. And Lin Wan'er's lick, by sheer coincidence, landed precisely on the apex of Yang Fan's right pectoral muscle!

It's said that a woman's genitals are extremely sensitive, and Yang Fan, during his lovemaking with his woman, particularly enjoyed savoring that spot, even lightly biting it, which would elicit begs of mercy from her. But Yang Fan had never imagined that a woman touching that area would produce such a powerful sensation. Almost the instant Lin Wan'er touched him, his erection snapped into action!

Lin Wan'er's smooth skin seemed to penetrate her clothes, revealing her beauty to Yang Fan's palms. Given their position, his suddenly erect penis, like a ferocious dragon bursting from its seal, slammed into Lin Wan'er's shapely buttocks with incredible force and speed!

"Gulp!"

Yang Fan swallowed involuntarily. Although separated by two thin layers of clothing, he could clearly feel the heat and softness of that area, a sensation even more stimulating than actual intercourse…

A casual movement from the beauty in his arms almost transformed Yang Fan into a wolf. He could clearly feel Lin Wan'er's body temperature rising rapidly, her passion burning like fire, her body like a snake, making him want to ravage her!

But he also knew that Lin Wan'er was merely unconscious due to drunkenness. If he were to possess her at this moment, Yang Fan would despise himself. Suppressing the myriad thoughts in his mind, he tried his best to keep his hands still, afraid that if he moved even slightly, he wouldn't be able to control himself.

Finally arriving in the room, Yang Fan carried Lin Wan'er to the bed and laid her down. Seeing that she was still asleep, but her brows were not completely relaxed, he couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt. He

vigorously shook his slightly throbbing head; although he wasn't drunk, he had just consumed quite a bit of strong liquor. Going to the bathroom, Yang Fan first soaked a towel in water before taking it out to wipe Lin Wan'er's face. Perhaps because of the alcohol, Lin Wan'er's face was flushed, indescribably charming. Suppressing the flutter in his heart, Yang Fan wiped her face for a while, then just as he was about to get up, he stopped…

Chapter 273 [The Charm of the Cheongsam]

With a sigh, Yang Fan placed the towel on the bedside table and began to undress her. Sleeping in clothes greatly affects sleep, especially after drinking alcohol. Wearing clothes not only makes it difficult for them to breathe but also hinders the evaporation of alcohol.

Yang Fan hadn't expected that the cheongsam, which so perfectly accentuated a woman's gentle nature and elegant demeanor, and showcased her beautiful figure to the fullest extent, would be so difficult to take off. For half a day, he couldn't even find a starting point!

Lin Wan'er's cheongsam was made of silk; if laid out, it would be almost a huge piece of fabric. But, as if designed by some genius designer, Yang Fan couldn't see a single button or zipper from top to bottom. The cheongsam's lines and details were so striking that they perfectly highlighted Lin Wan'er's voluptuous yet alluring, noble yet elegant figure.

Women of different ages evoke entirely different feelings when wearing cheongsams. The perfection of a cheongsam lies not in the luxurious fabric itself, but in the exquisite tailoring and the wearer's inner qualities. A cheongsam elevates the wearer's sense of style; a woman who loves a cheongsam is like fine Shaoxing wine, becoming better with age!

The cheongsam is the exclusive domain of Eastern women. One can undo the delicate buttons on its hem, but one cannot undo the deep-seated Eastern charm within. On an Eastern woman, a cheongsam embodies a sense of nobility and elegance, revealing a refined and graceful air. Any other woman, wearing the uniquely Eastern cheongsam, will always appear somewhat inferior. Those who truly understand the cheongsam will unconsciously pay attention to the elegance of their posture and the way they walk! Only a true Easterner can comprehend its essence and the true meaning of the cheongsam.

This is precisely why Yang Fan is so devoted to the cheongsam. Among the women he knows, Tang Wan, when wearing a cheongsam, gives him a feeling of nobility and elegance, embodying the quintessential elegant beauty of an Eastern woman. When Dongfang Lan wore a cheongsam, he exuded a captivating blend of allure, charm, and nobility; while Shen Ruoxi's cheongsam perfectly accentuated her mature figure, making him utterly captivated!

Now, Lin Wan'er was also wearing a cheongsam, which immediately caught Yang Fan's eye, but the biggest problem he faced was: how to take it off?

After searching for a long time, Yang Fan finally discovered that the buttons were hidden at the hem—a butterfly-shaped clasp. No wonder he couldn't find it for so long. Discovering this gave Yang Fan a breakthrough. Following the butterfly-shaped clasp, he almost exerted all his strength to unbutton Lin Wan'er's blouse.

But now, he had only opened her blouse a little bit. Through the gap, Yang Fan could clearly see the snow-white skin of Lin Wan'er's neck and shins, and down the slope, the two prominent mounds were clearly imprinted in his eyes!

Those towering breasts, though tightly concealed by a thin layer of fabric, were so large and soft that the fabric couldn't hide them at all, not even half of them. With just a quick glance, Yang Fan could clearly guess their size and fullness!

Of all his women, Lin Jiaxin was undoubtedly the leader. While the other women each had their own strengths, their breasts were several cup sizes smaller than hers, and this was the real reason why Yang Fan was so infatuated with her. But now, he suddenly discovered that Lin Wan'er was no less impressive than Lin Jiaxin in this regard, although there was a certain difference, it wasn't far off!

In terms of height, Lin Wan'er was undoubtedly not as tall as Lin Jiaxin, but this petite figure possessed breasts that were just as large, and not at all exaggerated, nor did they affect her figure in the slightest; they only added endless charm. This seemingly disproportionate presence became perfectly harmonious on Lin Wan'er. For a moment, a phrase flashed through Yang Fan's mind: "Baby face, huge breasts!"

Although the phrase was somewhat vulgar, Yang Fan truly had no other suitable words to describe Lin Wan'er at that moment. Looking at her pure, elfin face, and then at her enormous size, he couldn't think of any other words besides this one!

Next, Yang Fan didn't even know how he managed to remove Lin Wan'er's cheongsam. His mind was filled with nothing but her enormous size. After haphazardly removing her clothes, a perfect, delicate body, covered only by a thin layer of underwear, finally appeared before him.

A nearly naked body, like a sheep's finger, was imprinted in Yang Fan's eyes. Those pink, slender legs, that delicate, smooth abdomen, and that alluring pink navel—everything about them teased Yang Fan's senses.

Lin Wan'er's skin was very white and smooth. Her two full breasts stood proudly without any sagging. Her pert buttocks were slightly upturned, and her waist and abdomen were slightly plump but not flabby. Every part of her body had rounded curves. Her legs were white and slender, with rounded knees, well-proportioned calves, and delicate feet. She looked so petite and cute, but her enormous, almost bursting breasts gave her a wild beauty, making Yang Fan secretly swallow.

Many women are beautiful at first glance, but after looking at them for a while, there is a sense of disharmony. But Lin Wan'er was different. No matter how long you looked at her face, she was still so exquisite and beautiful!

Although she didn't look as noble as Tang Wan, nor did she have a pair of captivating eyes like Dongfang Lan, nor did she have the all-seeing look of Shen Ruoxi, her features were flawless. Her eyes, nose, mouth, and eyebrows were all distributed on her face in the proportions that women should have.

Looking at the perfect, alluring body before him, a fusion of giant angel and devil, Yang Fan felt several urges to pounce on her. Lin Wan'er, currently drunk, was utterly powerless to resist. Besides, with Yang Fan's strength, he could easily force himself on her.

But Yang Fan didn't do that. Faced with a woman utterly defenseless, even burning with lust, he wouldn't act rashly. This wasn't a matter of morality or ethics, but his principle of conduct!

Trying to distract himself with trivial thoughts, Yang Fan gave her one last reluctant look before pulling the sheet over her and covering her with the towel before returning to the bathroom.

After washing up, Yang Fan discovered the hotel didn't provide bathrobes. Reluctantly, he wrapped the towel around his waist and left the bathroom. Reaching the bedside, Yang Fan glanced at the sleeping Lin Wan'er. Just as he was about to find a place to rest, he noticed several items on the bedside table. Picking one up, he saw it was a ring-shaped object wrapped in a lead bag.

Driven by curiosity, Yang Fan tore open the bag and saw that the object was smooth, like a ring, but with a thin layer of plastic in the middle. Confused, he gently poked it with his finger, and it immediately lengthened, looping around his fingertip…

At this point, even a complete novice like Yang Fan knew what it was! He just had never used one before, and seeing it for the first time, he couldn't immediately recall what it was.

He didn't know that most hotels provide these items for guests to avoid the inconvenience of not having them when needed, but this was his first time booking a room, and he didn't need them, hence this farcical situation.

After figuring out what it was, Yang Fan quickly tore it off his fingertip, casually tossed it aside, and turned to walk towards the sofa nearby. While most men would need this, he didn't, and therefore had absolutely no interest in it!

Yang Fan didn't notice that the indecent object he tore from his fingertips had coincidentally fallen onto the pillow directly in Lin Wan'er's line of sight...

The night passed in silence. When the first rays of dawn shone through the window, the first to wake was not Yang Fan, but Lin Wan'er! This was a habit she had cultivated over the years; no matter what happened, she could get up precisely at the moment of daybreak—a trait she shared with Shen Ruoxi. Her

slender, willow-leaf-like eyebrows twitched slightly, and then, a pair of large, misty eyes slowly opened. After opening her eyes, Lin Wan'er didn't get up. Her dark pupils darted back and forth as she curiously surveyed her unfamiliar surroundings. Before she could even get up, her gaze was drawn to a thin membrane so close to her eyes.

Slightly startled, she gazed at the unknown object shimmering in the sunlight. Curious, she reached out and picked it up, gently sniffing it…

Her jade-like fingers twitched slightly. Lin Wan'er stared blankly at the object in her hand. She had just brought it to her nose and found no unpleasant odor; instead, it had a faint, refreshing mint scent. But what could possibly have such a smell?

Confused, Lin Wan'er imitated Yang Fan's actions from the previous night, extending a single jade-like finger and gently slipping it over the object. Instantly, like a glove, a transparent membrane appeared on her slender, jade-like finger, making it appear even more translucent and lustrous!

Just then, Lin Wan'er noticed a torn bag beside her. Her intuition told her that the little thing in her hand must have come from that bag. Thinking this, she picked up the bag and examined it closely…

Chapter 274 [A Raging Temper]

The first thing that caught her eye was a row of small characters, and among them, three bold characters stood out: Condoms! These three simple words sent a jolt through Lin Wan'er, causing her to throw the bag away and quickly pull the thin film she had just found amusing off her fingertips.

Only then did she realize she wasn't wearing any clothes. She quietly pulled back a corner of the sheet covering her, and when she saw her underwear still clinging to her body, a sense of relief mixed with a sudden, inexplicable melancholy rose from the depths of her heart. At this moment, Lin Wan'er couldn't help but think of a lame joke.

The story goes that a man and a woman slept in the same bed. The woman drew a line down the middle of the bed and told the man, "If you dare cross this line tonight, you're a beast." The next morning, the woman found that the man hadn't crossed the line, so she slapped him hard and said, "You're not even a beast!"

Thinking of this joke, Lin Wan'er couldn't help but realize that she was exactly like the woman in the joke. Although she had partly intended to drown her sorrows in alcohol last night, Lin Wan'er deliberately wanted to get herself drunk and then have something happen with Yang Fan.

Therefore, although she was indeed drunk last night, she wasn't extremely drunk. Even the fact that she pressed most of her body against Yang Fan and licked him was intentional, a deliberate hint. But who would have thought that Yang Fan would be so virtuous, not crossing the line at all!

Thinking of this, Lin Wan'er couldn't help but curse Yang Fan as a fool in her heart, while her mood couldn't help but sink. "Is it really that I'm not charming enough? He didn't even react to me..."

A woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea—that saying is certainly true. Perhaps, if Yang Fan had been overcome with lust last night and taken advantage of her, she would definitely have called him a beast. But now, Yang Fan had barely managed to restrain himself, and she was calling him worse than a beast. If Yang Fan knew Lin Wan'er's current thoughts, would he choose to be a beast, or worse than a beast?

However, Lin Wan'er suddenly remembered another question: she slept in the bed last night, so where was Yang Fan? Where did he sleep? Did he leave? Or did he book another room?

Carefully getting out of bed, Lin Wan'er, still unclothed, began to scan the room with her beautiful eyes. She felt a sliver of hope, hoping to see Yang Fan, because if she saw him now, it would mean he wasn't completely indifferent to her. But if she didn't see him, it could only mean that he truly didn't care about her, and everything he did for her yesterday was purely out of friendship.

After searching the room, Lin Wan'er found no trace of Yang Fan. With a final shred of trepidation, she left the bedroom and turned her gaze to the sofa that was turned away from her.

She moved with light, quiet steps, trying to make no sound, cautiously approaching the sofa. If she still couldn't see Yang Fan here, she would be utterly disappointed!

One step, two steps, three steps… As the distance drew closer, Lin Wan'er closed her eyes, afraid to look. She feared the outcome would be as she suspected, and she didn't know how she would face it…

Trying to remain calm, she slowly opened her eyes when she felt the distance was right. Seeing Yang Fan sleeping soundly on the bed, a warmth inexplicably welled up within her: “So, he still cares about me!” Yang

Fan was in the middle of a beautiful dream. His face was like the moon on Mid-Autumn Festival, his complexion like spring flowers, his sideburns perfectly trimmed, his eyebrows like ink paintings, his eyes like autumn waves. Even in his sleep, his captivating aura made Lin Wan'er instantly mesmerized!

Yang Fan was only covered by a towel. His muscles, while not exaggeratedly strong, were rounded and firm, a perfect balance of strength and gentleness. Even a single glance revealed the explosive power hidden within!

Lin Wan'er's gaze followed Yang Fan's sharply defined pectoral muscles, then through his symmetrical six-pack abs, and when she saw the small tent on the towel, she was first stunned, then her pretty face turned bright red...

She had heard before that men's libido was strongest in the early morning, but that was just hearsay, never verified. Now, seeing it with her own eyes, it confirmed her doubts, and she couldn't help but look a few more times.

Despite her thoughts, seeing that Yang Fan wasn't covered, Lin Wan'er still ran back to the room, picked up the sheet, and went to Yang Fan to cover him.

Gently placing the sheet on Yang Fan, when she saw his slightly parted lips, Lin Wan'er didn't straighten up from her bent back. First, she furtively glanced around, her beautiful eyes darting about, her face involuntarily turning red, and her breathing becoming somewhat rapid.

Remembering how she'd failed to steal a kiss from him the other night, Lin Wan'er felt a surge of annoyance. How could such a beautiful woman like herself

, who had taken the initiative to kiss him, fail twice in a row? No way! She had to make up for it! Otherwise, wouldn't it leave a huge stain on her life? At this moment, Lin Wan'er's mindset was like that of someone who considered herself a success; she absolutely couldn't allow herself to fail, and if she did, she would find a way to make up for it!

However, just then, she suddenly noticed Yang Fan's eyelashes tremble slightly. This discovery made her immediately sit up straight. And at that moment, Yang Fan opened his eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Lin Wan'er standing beside him. Looking at the sheets covering him, Yang Fan immediately understood what had happened. He smiled at her before asking, "You're awake! By the way, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"

"I'm fine!"

Lin Wan'er pointed to the sheets covering Yang Fan and said, "I saw you were asleep, so I got you a sheet!"

"Hehe, thank you!"

As she spoke, Yang Fan took the sheet aside and sat up from the sofa. "Did you sleep well last night?"

"Of course I did! With a gentleman like you protecting me, how could I not sleep well? But you know what? When I woke up just now, I thought of a joke. Do you want to hear it?"

Hearing Yang Fan say this, Lin Wan'er didn't put on any clothes and sat on the sofa opposite Yang Fan, striking an extremely alluring pose before continuing.

Yang Fan subtly scanned the other woman's body before asking with a smile, "A joke? What joke?"

Although Yang Fan's gaze was subtle, Lin Wan'er, being a woman, clearly sensed the spark in his eyes. However, she didn't point it out and maintained her original posture, saying, "The joke goes like this: There was a man and a woman sleeping in the same bed. In the middle of the night, the woman drew a line in the middle of the bed and said to the man, 'If you dare to cross this line tonight, you're a beast.' The next morning, the woman found that the man hadn't crossed the line, so she slapped him hard and said to him, 'You're not even as good as a beast!'" Slightly

taken aback, Yang Fan hadn't expected this joke to come from Lin Wan'er's mouth. If he had said it himself, it would have been somewhat funny, but coming from such a beautiful woman, especially one he was alone with in a room, felt rather strange.

It was as if she were complaining about why he hadn't eaten her last night. Plus, he had just woken up and was at his most aroused; almost immediately after Lin Wan'er finished the joke, Yang Fan felt a surge of heat rise from his lower abdomen, and his already erect penis grew even larger!

To distract himself, Yang Fan half-jokingly asked, "Are you indirectly insulting me, or are you hinting that I should do something right now?"

Hearing this, Lin Wan'er blushed. She didn't know how she'd blurted out the joke, only realizing the mistake afterward. She did sound a bit like a resentful wife complaining about her husband.

But then, a strange feeling welled up inside her. Glancing at Yang Fan's prominent erection, she suddenly asked, "You must be feeling really uncomfortable right now, right?" "

Uncomfortable? What's uncomfortable?"

Yang Fan was slightly taken aback, completely bewildered.

Seeing his reaction, Lin Wan'er was speechless. This guy, usually so smart, always understanding everything so easily, was acting like a blockhead now. He hadn't seized such a good opportunity last night, and now she'd made it so obvious, yet he still didn't understand!

Secretly puzzled, Lin Wan'er glared at Yang Fan and said weakly, "Could you let it go down first? It's tiring just watching it, not for you!"

Sweating profusely! If Yang Fan still couldn't understand what she meant at this point, he might as well just bang his head against a wall. But he never expected Lin Wan'er to suddenly say something like that! Despite

his thoughts, Yang Fan still managed a wry smile and said, "Well, Wan'er, I can control every part of my body like an arm, but the only thing that doesn't obey me is probably this! Oh well, young man, too hot-tempered!"

Chapter 275 [With Hands? With Mouth?]

Seeing Yang Fan's embarrassed and helpless expression, Lin Wan'er's displeasure vanished instantly. She chuckled and said, "That's true. If some people weren't so hot-tempered, they wouldn't go to such lengths!" Hearing

Lin Wan'er's words, Yang Fan felt even more embarrassed. However, seeing that she wasn't angry at all, he didn't pay much attention to her words. His gaze couldn't help but drift to her ample bosom, and smelling the fragrant and alluring scent emanating from her, he felt an invisible flame churning and boiling within his lower abdomen!

"Is it really that uncomfortable?"

Seeing that Yang Fan hadn't spoken for a while, Lin Wan'er asked with concern. She knew that a man holding back too much wasn't a good thing.

"...How should I answer such a question? Should I just tell you that it's very uncomfortable? But if I did, would you help me solve it? It might not be easy to solve, and I might even get a reputation for being a heartless scoundrel!"

Thinking about these questions, Yang Fan could only remain silent!

Seeing that Yang Fan still didn't reply, Lin Wan'er cautiously glanced at him a few times before continuing, "If you're really in pain, I can help you!"

"Help me? How?"

Yang Fan almost blurted out the question, but he held it back, his gaze involuntarily fixed on Lin Wan'er, his expression clearly asking, "How?"

Seeing the confusion on Yang Fan's face, Lin Wan'er slowly stood up, taking light, quick steps, and walked towards him, leaving Yang Fan speechless...

Just yesterday, when she met Yang Fan, Lin Wan'er had already made her final decision: she would give him the virginity she had cherished for over twenty years!

With this final decision in mind, Lin Wan'er naturally cast aside all reservations and pride. Since she loved him, she would dedicate everything to him!

"Now, everything about him meets my inner standards, and after everything we've done, who else could I be with? We haven't consummated our marriage, but we're only missing that final touch... Well, it's time to truly give myself to him!"

The thought flashed through her mind in an instant, and before Yang Fan's astonished eyes, Lin Wan'er was already kneeling in front of him.

No matter how tightly wrapped the towel was, it was still just a thin piece of cloth, so Lin Wan'er took it with almost no effort. When that natural strength and virility appeared before her eyes, Lin Wan'er couldn't help but feel a little dizzy.

Forcing herself to remain calm, she gently grasped the erect member with her delicate, white hands. After licking her lips, Lin Wan'er looked at Yang Fan with her clear, bright eyes and asked with a puzzled expression, "Do you want me to help you with my hands or my mouth first?"

Boom!

Yang Fan felt his mind reeling. His thoughts couldn't keep up with his body's movements. Lin Wan'er's sudden reaction left him somewhat bewildered, but that didn't mean his body wasn't reacting. Her movements were so alluring, yet her eyes were so pure, as innocent as a newborn baby's. This duality, appearing simultaneously in Lin Wan'er, created a significant impact on Yang Fan!

Lin Wan'er clearly felt that the indecent member in her hand had grown considerably larger as she spoke, almost to the point of being difficult to grasp. However, she was quite satisfied with Yang Fan's reaction. What she wanted wasn't Yang Fan's answer.

She was a mature woman, not ignorant about matters of the heart. Privately, she had watched her share of adult films, so Lin Wan'er knew exactly how to bring a man the greatest pleasure, how to use her body to please him!

Lowering her head, she first gently sniffed with the tip of her nose, then extended her tongue and lightly licked it. This simple lick sent a shiver down Yang Fan's spine, as if an electric current had swept through him. In that instant, he almost lost control.

Fortunately, he realized it in time and stopped himself. Leaving such a rare opportunity untouched, surrendering to a beautiful woman first was hardly a glorious thing for a man.

At this moment, Lin Wan'er took a deep breath, having prepared herself... She gently enveloped that enormous thing with her lips…

Before doing it, Lin Wan'er never believed it would be such a difficult action. In her mind, wasn't it just like sucking on a lollipop? It was all about going in and out, using the agility of her tongue to swallow it completely.

But when she actually did it, she realized she was wrong, terribly wrong! One inch, two inches, three inches… She thought she had gone all the way in, but when she shyly opened her eyes, she realized that only half of it had entered!

Her throat was blocked, making it difficult for her to breathe, and even tears welled up in her eyes, but she still desperately tried to embrace it with her small mouth. Although she felt extremely strained, although she felt extremely uncomfortable, although it made her very uncomfortable… she still moved down inch by inch, and finally, incredibly, she actually managed to completely swallow that enormous thing. She swallowed hard!

Saliva dripped uncontrollably from the corner of her mouth, forming a thin, long line that fell from her lips to the ground, wetting a large area. Sunlight streamed in from the window, illuminating the scene before her—so ambiguous, so sensual and stimulating!

Yang Fan couldn't help but let out a groan from the depths of his soul, his eyes narrowing slightly. He had initially felt some apprehension, but when he saw the deep adoration, boundless worship, and attachment in Lin Wan'er's eyes, he realized it wasn't the first time he'd seen that look. He'd seen it in Shen Ruoxi's eyes, and in Dongfang Lan's eyes. He had felt similar looks in all his women—a look that offered everything, that made the other person their everything, a love without guile, a love that merged with the soul!

When Yang Fan saw that look in Lin Wan'er's eyes, he couldn't help but clench his fist. She was willing to give up everything for him, so what was he running away from? Maybe he couldn't say he loved her yet, but he could guarantee that he would make her happy. Since that was the case, why bother with anything else?

Thinking of this, Yang Fan opened his heart and began to enjoy the scene before him. The stimulation from his sensitive areas intertwined with the conquest of his soul, allowing Yang Fan to feel the boundless embrace. At the same time, his hands couldn't help but caress her flawless face.

It seemed that Yang Fan's actions were a silent encouragement to Lin Wan'er, so she became even more vigorous. The psychological pleasure far outweighed the physical discomfort. The more she swallowed and absorbed, the more her mouth took in. As she struggled to swallow, a strange stimulation spread throughout her entire being...

As she licked, Lin Wan'er became completely absorbed. Her eyes were half-closed, her gaze half-closed, lost in thought. Her head moved up and down, her little tongue as agile as a snake, sliding from tip to base and back again, almost as if she were giving that little thing a bath. The subtlety and gentleness of her movements deeply moved Yang Fan.

Again and again, the movements were repeated countless times. Finally, Yang Fan couldn't resist any longer. He held Lin Wan'er's head, thrusting forcefully, letting out a deep roar!

The exhilarating release made Yang Fan so comfortable that he couldn't help but close his eyes slightly, savoring the indescribable wonderful feeling. At that moment, Lin Wan'er also let out a murmur that sounded like both a lament and a cheer, but he couldn't understand what she was saying!

When Yang Fan opened his eyes again, he saw Lin Wan'er looking at him with her head slightly lowered, her moon-like eyes gazing at him. He was stunned again. Her features were naturally exquisite, every smile and frown perfectly natural. Her face, hands, feet, chest, hips, and buttocks were all captivating, her curves all alluring and suggestive!

He felt that she was perfect in every way, alluring in every way, every movement exuding charm. When she smiled, it was like the first warmth of spring, a gentle east wind, warm and refreshing; when she frowned, it was like clouds veiling the autumn moon, frost covering chrysanthemums, making her irresistibly endearing. He was truly mesmerized, completely captivated!

Yang Fan, a man of considerable experience and a history of romantic escapades, had seen countless beautiful women. Yet, looking at Lin Wan'er before him, he felt an indescribable, exquisite sensation, as if she were ethereal and otherworldly, leaving him breathless!

Faced with such an alluring beauty, even a saint would be tempted. Yang Fan

, however, was merely a mortal, a man even more lustful than most, yet at this moment, he dared not make the slightest move! As the distance closed, Yang Fan felt the pressure intensify, his heart pounding uncontrollably. She was like an inexhaustible source of fire, constantly radiating intense energy that easily pierced through his skin, scorching his soul.

Yang Fan had assumed he could easily reach out and embrace her, but reality surprised him greatly. She was so close, within easy reach, yet he felt as if suppressed by an invisible wall of energy, utterly powerless to lift his arms.

She was so perfect, so flawless, her face like jade, more fragrant than jade itself, her skin like snow, yet even snow paled in comparison. From afar, one could only admire her beauty; but up close, one could truly appreciate her nobility. Every smile, every word, every movement of hers was like the strings of a puppet, gently yet powerfully tugging at his heartstrings!

Chapter 276 [A Wonderful Woman]

Her lips were soft, sweet, and moist… her tongue was soft, sweet, moist… and slippery… Lost in the soft, moist embrace, Yang Fan clearly sensed her apprehension, her attachment, and her boundless love.

Her actions were quite proactive; after their lips met, she passionately rubbed her lips against his, yet her movements were somewhat awkward, clearly indicating she had never performed such a difficult act before!

Involuntarily, Yang Fan slightly extended his tongue, parting Lin Wan'er's lips, lingering on her alluring red lips for a moment before finally pressing it against her pearly teeth and penetrating them.

Lin Wan'er's tongue was soft and slippery, like a playful little loach. Every time Yang Fan wrapped his tongue around it, it would slide away a long way. Then, as soon as Yang Fan shifted his focus, it would relentlessly challenge him. It would move near Yang Fan's tongue, lightly touching or gently pushing, trying to draw his attention to it. Then, as soon as Yang Fan wrapped his tongue around it again, it would repeat the same trick, quickly escaping once more. Aside

from these conditioned reflexes of kissing, Yang Fan was like a novice, completely surrendering the initiative to her, making no move whatsoever. The taste of their intertwined lips and teeth was wonderful, but it wasn't enough to shake Yang Fan's resolve, even though he knew there was an element of love in it.

"Isn't this enough?"

Feeling Yang Fan's attempt to push her away, Lin Wan'er gritted her teeth, grabbed his hands, pulled one of them to her chest, and the other to her hips.

"Mmm..."

It was as if a large number of positive and negative charges collided, sparking a flame of love. Yang Fan, touching her sensitive areas, was involuntarily drawn to their softness and fullness, kneading them again and again. Touching her sensitive areas, Yang Fan felt as if he had been thrown into a pile of cotton, stumbling and sinking, completely forgetting his direction, intoxicated by this beauty, unable to extricate himself.

The scent of desire quickly spread in the closed room. The entanglement between the man and woman on the sofa soon intensified. Lin Wan'er's guidance and initiative quickly ignited the fire in Yang Fan's heart.

The fiery touch was like a raging inferno from hell, passing through Lin Wan'er's most sensitive areas and reaching the depths of her soul. She stretched out her limbs, locking him tightly.

"How could this be?"

Lin Wan'er trembled, all her conflicting thoughts subsided, and her mind refocused on the sensory stimulation. The encircling hand neither kneaded nor scratched roughly, but rather moved in a circular motion along her graceful curves, one after another... and again...

Lin Wan'er's heart felt as if countless ants were infesting it; a mix of soreness, itchiness, tingling, and numbness surged through her at once. She wanted to escape his grasp, but was as if drawn by a magnet, unable to break free.

"Yang... Yang Fan..."

Lin Wan'er called out with all her might, but only a soft, cat-like murmur escaped her lips.

This soft call, so alluring, could turn even the most virtuous man into a lecherous wolf, and Yang Fan was naturally even more unbearable. A surge of lust rose within him, and he embraced her tightly, wishing he could become one with her completely. Their intimate parts touched at that moment, and he believed that with just a little more force, they could consummate their love!

"Ah!"

Lin Wan'er seemed to be electrocuted, her body stiffening before she trembled uncontrollably. The fiery sensation both craved and terrified her. Was she destined for sublime depravity or withering away in restraint? Her mind was a jumbled mess, unable to form a clear thought.

"Mmm..."

Whether it was because she had never experienced such stimulation before and her body was unaccustomed to it, or something else, Lin Wan'er acted impulsively and bit Yang Fan.

"Ugh..."

Yang Fan turned his head, his tongue stinging, and saw Lin Wan'er on top of him, her face flushed and her eyes glazed. A trace of his blood stained the corner of her mouth, making her look indescribably alluring and seductive.

"Even the legendary vixen couldn't compare,"

Yang Fan thought, a wicked smile playing on his lips. He cupped his hands around his chest, cupping Lin Wan'er's breasts and flicking her sensitive spots lightly.

"No..."

stimulated by the numb and painful sensation in his chest. Lin Wan'er regained her senses slightly, and after seeing Yang Fan's actions clearly, she couldn't help but speak up to stop him.

Yang Fan chuckled and said, "Don't what? Don't stop or don't be too gentle?"

"You..."

Lin Wan'er was filled with unspeakable regret. She realized that offering herself to this big bad wolf was a huge mistake! She realized that her initiative seemed to have played right into his hands! Not knowing how to scold him, she simply remained silent.

Yang Fan suddenly noticed something very interesting. Lin Wan'er was currently holding his neck with one arm, her other hand on his waist, her buttocks pressing against his lower abdomen, her private parts pressing against his manhood. Most infuriatingly, she was using her knees to press against his inner thighs, her own legs tightly clamped together...

Lin Wan'er's legs were full and elastic, with no gap when she stood, let alone with something between them. The feeling of being enveloped and naturally squeezed was even more pleasurable than during sex. In this respect, among all of Yang Fan's women, none could compare to Lin Wan'er!

The effects of force are mutual, and Yang Fan wasn't the only one experiencing pleasure. Perhaps due to excessive excitement, Lin Wan'er kept twitching intermittently in Yang Fan's arms. This created friction between them, and more importantly, the close friction with his penis, those rapid, sonic-wave-like frictions, brought an intense electric current far exceeding anything she had ever experienced in her life!

"Hold on, Lin Wan'er...you must hold on!"

Faced with unimaginable sensations, her feminine dignity prevented Lin Wan'er from doing anything that would damage her image... In her mind, not only had she willingly offered herself to him, but she had also just been teased by Yang Fan. To then let out wanton moans or leak inappropriate fluids would be an unbearable embarrassment. But that was a biological instinct, not something that could be suppressed by willpower alone.

Even more dangerous was the fact that she had suppressed that extreme pleasure for over a decade. This excessive repression had turned her into a volcano of desire, ready to erupt at any moment. And at this moment, she could have used physical contact to release some of her suppressed desires. At this moment, she made another move of suppression…

“I can’t be so shameful, absolutely not!”

Yang Fan didn’t know Lin Wan’er’s inner thoughts, but he could glean some clues from her facial expressions that she hadn’t said, or couldn’t say. Through observation, he discovered that although her face was flushed, and even… the blush had spread from her face to her neck, it showed that she was clearly aroused, yet she was trying her best to suppress herself!

“Why?”

Just a moment ago she was throwing herself into his arms. She was almost about to achieve her goal, to ignite his desire, and to be entangled with him, so why was she now… now she was clenching her teeth, suppressing her own desire?

“She’s truly… an enigmatic and wonderful woman.”

It’s not just women who are curious; men are too. It’s just that most of the time, men are good at controlling their curiosity, but at this moment, Yang Fan couldn’t control his curiosity anymore. He desperately wanted to know why Lin Wan’er was doing this.

"Wan'er, it must have been hard to hold back, right?"

"Mmm! Ah? No...it wasn't hard!"

Caught off guard by Yang Fan's sudden question, Lin Wan'er nodded instinctively. But when she met his smiling eyes, she realized what she was doing and what she had just said. After hastily denying it, she dared not look at Yang Fan again, burying her head in his arms once more, continuing to play the ostrich.

Yang Fan chuckled mischievously, no longer asking questions, but his hands began to wander again. This time, he didn't continue to harass her breasts, but instead shifted his target to between her legs, where a little finger could barely fit. Because her front was occupied by his own private parts, Yang Fan chose to focus his attack on the crevice at the back of her buttocks. Penetrating between her legs from there was undoubtedly an easy task!

As his hands swept over her full buttocks, making close contact with her snow-white skin, Yang Fan realized just how wonderful the beauty in his arms was!

The slightly cool skin felt incredibly smooth and elastic to the touch, even more intoxicating than the sensation of jelly slipping into your mouth. Pushing slightly towards the base of her thighs, he discovered a new delight: further in, the coolness gave way to a fiery heat, as if… a wisp of heat was seeping out from the deep valley!

“No… don’t!”

Lin Wan’er had completely forgotten her status, forgotten that she could loudly rebuke Yang Fan’s actions, make him stop, or use her superior cultivation to break free from his advances. She believed that if she simply shouted, Yang Fan would immediately stop!

But she was like a naive little girl. Faced with her lover’s extraordinary actions, she only knew to say no, only knew to gently push him away, unaware that such actions were even more arousing than actively welcoming him!

Her movements were so gentle and weak; her grasp on Yang Fan’s hand was easily broken, and he even went a little deeper, bringing her even more stimulation…

Chapter 277 [White Tiger?]

The unattainable always fuels imagination, and the intensity of that imagination is directly proportional to the difficulty of accessing it.

In Yang Fan's mind, Lin Wan'er was a teacher… a special profession—wearing a uniform and standing on a podium! Because of this

, the closer he got to Lin Wan'er's most intimate place, the more his emotions unconsciously surged! As if approaching the bottom of the valley wasn't enough, the closer he got, the slower Yang Fan's movements became.

This action clearly gave Lin Wan'er more time to resist his advances, but at this point, her resistance was so futile.

One burst of energy, then a decline, then exhaustion. Under such unprecedented intense stimulation, Lin Wan'er had already lost her senses; she could only rely on simple instinct to push away Yang Fan's clutches again and again.

Unfortunately, this not only failed to stop Yang Fan's assault but seemed to add to his enjoyment, making him approach closer and slower with each thrust, repeating the cycle endlessly, seemingly enjoying it immensely.

"Perhaps... we should just let things take their course?"

For the first time, Lin Wan'er's usually wise mind was tempted to give up, to surrender and become a submissive to Yang Fan, this rogue conqueror. However, her pride, her dignity, and even her womanly reserve prevented her from convincing herself to surrender before the final moment arrived. Thus, their battle continued...

With each step closer to the valley floor, Yang Fan could feel the temperature rise, as if the mysterious valley floor wasn't composed of human form, but rather of incredibly hot magma from the earth's core. As the invasion deepened, he felt not only the increasing temperature, but also a sluggishness in the surrounding air, as if it were shrouded in mist.

Letting one hand continue forward, he pulled the other out and examined it: "Huh? It's already wet before even touching the inside?"

Yang Fan had only meant it to himself, but his surprise led him to blurt it out... It must be said, he had a slight element of intentionality in his statement.

You must understand, the Lin Wan'er before him was an extremely self-disciplined, intelligent, and proud woman. To conquer such a woman, one must not only conquer her body, but also her soul, her dignity, and everything about her.

"Um..."

Lin Wan'er didn't know how to answer Yang Fan's question. An unprecedented sense of shame made her feel unable to face the man beneath her.

Unsure how to react, Lin Wan'er finally covered her face with her hands, refusing to look at Yang Fan again. She curled up into a ball, as if trying to burrow into his body.

But no matter how much she curled up, she didn't move her legs, rendering her attempt to hide her shame meaningless… because her curling up caused her upper body to tuck into Yang Fan's lower abdomen, her breath occasionally landing on his navel.

From a purely physical perspective, Yang Fan didn't find Lin Wan'er's action particularly appealing, but from a visual perspective, it was quite something!

In his eyes, Lin Wan'er appeared as a figure remarkably similar to the Chinese character "几" (ji) when viewed from the side. Moreover, the part of this "几" wasn't her legs, but rather her head and legs. He could immediately see her high-arched buttocks, the perfectly rounded heart shape, making him unable to resist reaching out and touching them again.

"Full, round, smooth..."

Yang Fan's unrestrained praise made Lin Wan'er blush with embarrassment, but also secretly delighted. Years of maintaining her figure weren't just empty words!

"Hmph! There are even more wonderful things you don't know about!"

Lin Wan'er's inner pride surged, but she dared not utter aloud. If she did, that scoundrel would force her to show herself on the spot—wouldn't that be incredibly embarrassing?

The exquisite feel of her full buttocks made Yang Fan unable to resist wondering: would that mysterious valley be even wetter and slipperier?

Action speaks louder than words. Hiding to speculate in secret was no match for the thrill of directly exploring the unknown. So he quickened his pace, no longer just making irregular circular motions along the edge of the valley, but instead, each time, he used his entire palm to slowly crawl along her thigh...

"Ah!"

As if a power source had suddenly been switched on, a strong current flowed directly into Lin Wan'er's heart, stimulating her to involuntarily tense up, and the already formed V-shaped pattern became even more pronounced.

"Ah, so refreshing!"

He didn't realize until he touched it that the skin at the base of her thigh was so different from the outer thigh. If the outer thigh felt like warm, cool jade, then the inner thigh felt like soft, juicy fruit. No one could imagine how such a difference in size could create such a unique texture.

As he walked deeper, he finally touched it. However, Yang Fan, who had countless ideas, froze when his fingers touched a smooth, flat path!

"A white tiger?"

Yang Fan was astonished. After carefully touching it a couple of times, he finally confirmed that it wasn't artificially created, but naturally formed!

"Tsk tsk, a natural white tiger, truly rare! How come I didn't notice it before!"

Feeling Lin Wan'er's hidden secret, Yang Fan couldn't help but praise it.

*Ahem!* Yang Fan regretted his words immediately. His tone was too strange, giving off an incredibly sinister feeling. If all his previous efforts were wasted because of one sentence, it would be a huge loss.

Sure enough, upon hearing this, Lin Wan'er felt like she wanted to die. Her body was already stiff, and she had lost the ability to move.

"He found out... he actually found out... he finally found out..."

A jumble of thoughts surged into her mind, leaving her completely unsure of the correct reaction.

Lin Wan'er was quite uneasy about others having pubic hair while she herself had none. She usually dared not bathe with other women, fearing that her secret would be discovered. Now, although she was prepared to offer herself, she still couldn't help but feel a wave of shyness when Yang Fan discovered her secret!

"He won't think I shaved it off on purpose, will he? But I wasn't born with it there!"

Shaving that area isn't a big deal for women, just like shaving armpit hair. They always want to maintain their most beautiful appearance. It's just that some women are used to shaping their genitals into a perfect spindle shape, while others are used to shaving them completely.

Lin Wan'er didn't see it that way. In her view, most women should have pubic hair, unless it was deliberately trimmed, which would make it bald. This was precisely her biggest insecurity and source of inferiority. After Yang Fan discovered this, she now believed that the impression she left on him was that of an incredibly promiscuous woman!

The deeper she thought about it, the more embarrassed Lin Wan'er felt. In the end, she even began to deny herself.

"Ugh..."

Whether out of shame or something else, Lin Wan'er couldn't help but hug Yang Fan and bite his shoulder hard, letting out a suppressed whimper. She wanted to know what his expression was, but she didn't dare turn around, because she was afraid to see his eyes, afraid he would look down on her.

"Hiss!"

The sudden pain made Yang Fan gasp, but then, an indescribable feeling welled up inside him.

Lin Wan'er was a beautiful woman, an incredibly beautiful woman. Heaven had endowed her with near-perfect looks and figure, and made her so charming and graceful!

Her appearance alone was enough to captivate her; imagine how alluring she was now, displaying such seductive charm! At this moment, Lin Wan'er was practically the embodiment of a devil. She was alluring, she was wicked. She was like the most fragrant flower, the sweetest milk, wildly stimulating all of Yang Fan's senses, making him a slave to desire.

Lin Wan'er's charm was irresistible, and Yang Fan was unwilling to resist. He knew her heart already belonged to him. A woman only reveals her most beautiful and authentic self in front of the man she loves. He knew how proud she was, and for such a proud woman to lower her noble head and actively seduce him—if he remained unmoved, he wouldn't deserve to be a man!

Yang Fan also knew that Lin Wan'er must be feeling ashamed because of his "white tiger" (a term used to describe someone who is unattractive or lacking in pubic hair). Although he was very curious about that area, Yang Fan didn't want to embarrass her too much. Even if he wanted to completely conquer her, he needed to find the right balance; otherwise, it would only backfire. So, he wisely withdrew his hands and placed them on Lin Wan'er's snowy buttocks.

"Such soft buttocks!"

The perfect shape and exquisite touch, combined, almost made Yang Fan drown in it, unwilling to withdraw his hands.

"Mmm..."

Another soft moan escaped Lin Wan'er's lips, her skin tightened, and she clung tightly to Yang Fan, all her muscles tensing. It felt like an electric current, or perhaps a surge of heat, a surging, roaring, unstoppable sensation flowing back and forth between their bodies.

Even though they hadn't truly joined together, merely a trivial touch of skin, it made their souls tremble—how incredible! Unable to withstand this overwhelming stimulation, Yang Fan slightly moved his hands away and took a few deep breaths of fresh air.

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Chapter 278 [I want...]

Feeling the two large, radiant hands leave her, Lin Wan'er couldn't help but twist her body and glance back at Yang Fan. Her large, watery eyes, like two deep pools capable of swallowing everything, captivated him. Within those alluring eyes lay a deep longing, making him feel that not possessing her would be an unforgivable sin.

"Wan'er..."

A soft gasp escaped her lips, and then nothing more was said. Yang Fan caressed Lin Wan'er's buttocks again. This time, he didn't just touch them briefly; he fully savored the exquisite sensation, starting from the edges and gradually exploring the entire heart-shaped area.

Every inch of her snow-white, full, and pert buttocks, from top to bottom, was thoroughly measured by his nimble fingers, caressing them again and again, bringing her endless sensory assault. Under Yang Fan's gentle caresses, Lin Wan'er felt boundless tingling and itching, a pleasure intertwined with pain, a bittersweet experience that nearly drove her mad.

Her body was sensitive and honest; no matter how hard she tried to endure, how tightly she clenched her fists, that dormant spring uncontrollably opened its floodgates, releasing its first surge of spring. A river of spring water flows eastward, flowing and flowing eastward, slipping through the grass, drop by drop, dripping onto Yang Fan beneath her…

Gently wiping away a drop, Yang Fan twirled it, and a strand of silver formed between his fingers: “Wan’er, look what this is?”

From the moment Yang Fan placed his fingers on her inner thigh, Lin Wan’er couldn’t help but tremble, her whole body stiffening. As for what he did afterward, Lin Wan’er had no idea, so when Yang Fan showed her, she obediently turned her head to look. But after just one glance, she froze on the spot, completely petrified.

Perhaps it was because of the light. At first, Lin Wan’er didn’t understand what Yang Fan was showing her, until he waved his right hand, holding the strand of silver in front of her, she was still completely bewildered.

But Yang Fan clearly had no intention of letting her go. He casually brushed his other hand across her bare skin, grinning wickedly, "This stuff comes from here!"

"You're so annoying!"

Realizing what was happening, Lin Wan'er immediately buried her head in Yang Fan's chest again, refusing to fall for his tricks no matter how he called out to her.

Knowing Lin Wan'er was already overcome with shame, Yang Fan showed no sign of letting her off the hook. His hand moved from her snowy buttocks upwards, caressing her slender waist gently and softly, stroking her soft flesh for a long time until her muscles spasmed, her whole body trembled, and she let out a faint moan before finally stopping.

Yang Fan shifted his body slightly, as if to make even more perfect contact with her, pressing tightly against her delicate body. He let his firmness press against her softness, feeling her heat as he whispered in her ear, "Wan'er, you're being naughty!"

"Hmph... um..."

Clearly feeling his heat, a heat that seemed to melt her completely, what could Lin Wan'er do but groan under such a tingling attack?

Not only did his attempts to persuade her fail, but she also let out even more seductive moans. Yang Fan felt his blood surge in two directions, one rushing to his head and the other to his lower abdomen. At the same time, a surge of heat rose within him, causing him to let out a furious roar: "Ah..."

Lin Wan'er felt his even harder, firmer member. Although it was only pressed against her, it gave her the illusion of being aroused. As if possessed, she bent her knees to sit more comfortably in Yang Fan's lap, raising her buttocks higher and using the crevice between her snowy buttocks to firmly clamp down on his member. What

followed was even more outrageous. Lin Wan'er imitated the female lead in some educational film, swaying her perfect buttocks, rubbing them vigorously against him, teasing his most sensitive nerves.

Yang Fan could no longer control his body. He couldn't help but grip her slender waist and pull her tightly towards him. He did this for one purpose only: to make the most perfect contact between her soft, pink buttocks and himself.

In a daze, Lin Wan'er felt a surge of blissful joy. Years of hard work had finally found their purpose, spurring her to move in a wilder, more frenzied direction.

Lin Wan'er pushed off with her knees, raising her hips higher, while desperately pressing her upper body into Yang Fan's arms. The benefit of this was that it accentuated her full hips, making her look incredibly alluring.

"You little vixen, I'll die in your hands sooner or later!"

Yang Fan couldn't help but groan, responding to her movements, shifting back and forth.

"Husband... are you comfortable?"

Suppressing her shyness, Lin Wan'er, determined to be even wilder, gave Yang Fan a seductive wink.

"Comfortable!"

As expected, Yang Fan was indeed aroused. How could he resist such a captivating woman beneath him?

Receiving her lover's affirmative answer, Lin Wan'er's beautiful eyes curved into crescent moons.

"Good husband, I can make you even more comfortable!"

Lin Wan'er turned around, struggling to get out of Yang Fan's arms, and made him lie down. She grasped his manhood, a foxy smile on her face: "Good husband, I've got your weakness!"

Yang Fan had seen many girls with a smug smile, and he had described them as foxes countless times. But when he saw Lin Wan'er's smile, he realized how wrong he had been. Only Lin Wan'er, only a woman who combined elegance and sex appeal with a sunny innocence, deserved the title of "fox."

She was like the embodiment of a fox, like the alluring fox spirit in a ghost story, sometimes elegant, sometimes seductive, sometimes innocent. No matter what form she took, she was undeniably captivating, inspiring a desire to conquer her, oppress her, take her, and enter her!

As if sensing Yang Fan's desire, she extended her pink tongue and gently touched his little manhood. This sudden action sent a shiver down Yang Fan's spine, almost causing him to lose control and prematurely end his act!

"Husband, do you like it?"

Lin Wan'er glanced at Yang Fan shyly, then quickly lowered her head: "I...I'm doing this for the first time, you...don't think I'm naturally promiscuous!"

While saying she wasn't promiscuous, her hands didn't slow down at all, helping him with the insertion motion again and again. After saying this, she even licked her lips with her little tongue.

Yang Fan reached out and stroked Lin Wan'er's face, so smooth and tender. Following her cheek down, he touched her breasts, those perfectly sized yet exceptionally full and firm breasts. Soft yet firm, the feel was superb! Just touching them was enough to make Yang Fan intoxicated.

Tender white, smooth—these were overused words for her. Even the finest descriptions of freshly peeled chicken head meat and jade-like tofu couldn't adequately capture a fraction of her exquisite breasts.

"They're so perfect!"

Yang Fan resisted the urge to touch them, afraid that even a slight touch would ruin this masterpiece of nature!

"Husband, from today onwards, they…they belong only to you!"

Receiving her lover's praise, Lin Wan'er was both proud and shy. Yet, she made a bold move, pulling his hands to her chest.

The sensation was indescribable, so unreal. Just touching her breasts gave Yang Fan the illusion of floating on clouds. The feeling was so exquisite, like a magnificent dream, captivating him, leaving him unable to extricate himself.

At this moment, Lin Wan'er ignored the tingling sensation in her body, opened her cherry-like mouth, and once again laboriously took his little member into her mouth. For her, swallowing his little member was an extremely difficult task; it took her several minutes to barely manage to swallow a small portion.

Her movements weren't exactly clumsy, but they were clearly somewhat mechanical. Unable to bear letting her endure the torment of swallowing such a massive object any longer, Yang Fan pulled away from her cherry-like mouth, continuing to hold her in his arms, and asked, "Wan'er, I want you now. While I can still hold back, if you want to refuse, it's not too late!"

"I want..."

Lin Wan'er was not one to easily change her mind. She sat up directly from Yang Fan's embrace, vigorously rubbing her moist little garden against his lower body.

Yang Fan clasped his hands behind his head, letting out a comfortable groan, quietly enjoying Lin Wan'er's service. The thought of this proud Tyrannosaurus Rex being subdued by him filled him with indescribable pleasure, but at the same time, a strange melancholy lingered.

Seeing Yang Fan's reaction, Lin Wan'er smiled sweetly, gently rubbing her incredibly high and alluring breasts against his chest. Even more outrageous, she actually used the nipples on her breasts to rub against Yang Fan's mounds. The excessive skin-to-skin contact caused both of their nipples to stand erect, each letting out a suppressed groan!

Once the electric current subsided, Lin Wan'er laughed happily, transforming back into the alluring beauty she once was: "I...I want to be your woman now...Old husband, you...you should just eat me up!"

Chapter 279 [Overcoming Obstacles]

As a woman, to actively seek pleasure from a man would make even the most shameless woman blush, let alone a tender-faced woman like Lin Wan'er. She buried her face deeply in Yang Fan's chest, refusing to look up no matter what, no matter how much Yang Fan cupped her cheeks.

Yang Fan, aroused by Lin Wan'er's words, longed to become one with her immediately. Seeing her refusal to look up, he simply ignored her and kissed the tip of her breast.

There, it was soft and chewy like popping candy; sucking on it and holding it in your mouth was so delightful, you couldn't bear to let go, wishing you could swallow it whole. However, Yang Fan had more important territories to conquer, so he couldn't be too concerned with the gains or losses of a single battle. Thus, he kissed Lin Wan'er's smooth, jade-like skin, moving downwards.

He passed her smooth inner region, kissed the edge of her barren garden, and just as he reached it, he encountered resistance. Her hands blocked his path, refusing to yield.

"No..."

"No what?"

Yang Fan was still wondering when Lin Wan'er uttered a whisper, barely a whisper: "It's dirty there!"

"Wan'er, in my eyes, you are the purest, how could you be dirty?"

Yang Fan's sweet words melted Lin Wan'er's heart, making her intoxicated, and the strength in her hands unconsciously softened.

"Husband, you're so annoying!"

The beauty's coquettish complaint at this moment was no less than the order to launch a final assault in Yang Fan's ears. Without hesitation, he brought his head close to the garden, which was free of any weeds.

The once aloof Lin Wan'er was now completely naked before Yang Fan, so alluring, so beautiful. Yang Fan stared at the damp swamp and the exquisite beauty beneath it. Merely admiring wasn't enough; after waiting so long, he naturally had to make his move first!

His lips finally touched her sensitive spot. Just one kiss, and she couldn't help but curl up, using her rounded knees as weapons to clamp down on Yang Fan, refusing to let him do anything else.

"Husband, it's so numb! Let's not do it anymore, okay?"

Lin Wan'er covered her breasts, tilting her head back slightly, pitifully pleading with Yang Fan.

Don't do it anymore? That could kill someone! Yang Fan chuckled bitterly to himself, touching her secret garden, feeling its slippery interior; before he even exerted much force, he sank in.

"But it seems to really want it!"

Yang Fan's words made Lin Wan'er blush, and she twisted her small body as if to whine.

Seeing Lin Wan'er's knees buckle, Yang Fan didn't hold back. He quickly thrust upwards, his mouth pressed against her earlobe, his firm member replacing his fingers.

"Wan'er, are you trying to kill me? It's come to this point, and you're telling me no! See how I punish you!"

As he spoke, Yang Fan's lower body pressed against hers but didn't penetrate deeply. Instead, he focused on her earlobe and ear canal, teasing them with his tongue. A

tingling, numb, and goosebump-inducing sensation surged through Lin Wan'er like a sudden tidal wave, leaving her dizzy and disoriented. She weakly cried out no, but her body involuntarily arched upwards, wanting to swallow Yang Fan and stop the turmoil originating from within her.

Maintaining his relentless assault on her ear, Yang Fan also kept an eye on her advances. Whenever she twitched her hips, trying to engulf him, he would pull back slightly, distancing himself from her. When she lost her momentum and began to fall, he would subtly press closer, maintaining a near-close but not deep contact.

Yang Fan's seasoned methods, even when used on a seasoned, experienced woman, would be an unparalleled weapon, let alone on a virgin like Lin Wan'er.

Sure enough, Lin Wan'er's cries grew louder and louder, her small body writhing more and more violently. Yang Fan secretly observed her, noticing that the young woman's eyes were glazed and brimming with desire, seemingly at the peak of her passion. A blush had crept onto her flawless, snow-white skin, a captivating contrast of red and white!

"How could this happen?... I'm so sad... What should I do?"

Lin Wan'er uttered many inexplicable words intermittently, each cry louder than the last, accompanied by extremely seductive moans...

How could Yang Fan resist such an intense temptation? He helped Lin Wan'er up, turning her onto his lap, exposing her alabaster back completely to his eyes.

Looking down from her neck, every inch of her skin shimmered with an alluring luster. A gentle touch, like the softest warm jade, sent ripples across her skin!

Because Lin Wan'er's back was turned to him, Yang Fan couldn't see her full, luscious breasts, but he reached under her armpits and tightly grasped those soft, plump mounds.

There, he found the size and softness of an adult, and the raw firmness and strength of a young girl. These contradictory sensations on her body seemed to converge. Yang Fan couldn't resist leaning down, kissing his way down her smooth, shapely back. With each kiss, he would roughly knead her full breasts…

At first, Lin Wan'er could barely resist the pleasurable onslaught, neither moaning nor crying out, and deliberately refusing to cooperate. But as Yang Fan's burning kisses landed on her tender skin again and again, until the tenth time, the surging, overflowing wetness, along with the emptiness and listlessness within her body, forced her to compromise.

She turned back with a seductive smile, swaying her full hips, trying to rub her softest, most delicate parts against his firmness, his strength against her.

With just a slight touch, a part of her essence clung to Yang Fan's body; the slightly whitish, glistening fluid, shimmering with dazzling light, dripped slowly from his erection, wildly teasing his burning gaze!

His firmness grew even firmer, his erection even more erect, and under this deadly stimulation, Yang Fan couldn't help but press himself tightly against her, their closest points pressed together. It was merely a close fit, not a perfect harmony; even at such a crucial moment, he couldn't resist the urge to tease her a little more.

"Mmm..."

The scalding heat and firmness brought a peak of pleasure, easing Lin Wan'er's torment somewhat. But it wasn't enough, far from enough. It was like swallowing a fish's nest – a fleeting, unfulfilling experience, a regrettable waste. To make up for this, she used the softest moans to arouse Yang Fan's ferocity, the gentlest friction to entice his advances, and even her own pubic hair to tease his perverse pleasures!

Good heavens! What an alluring beauty!

Under her teasing, her stimulation, her seduction, Yang Fan finally couldn't restrain himself any longer, no longer satisfied with the pleasure of their close contact. He parted the garden that had once teased him, forcefully pushing open the entrance, intending to conquer her sacred place in one fell swoop!

"Hiss!"

Even before entering the first part, he was enveloped in an extraordinary, blissful embrace, feeling as if he were floating. The warmth and heat that penetrated to his very core made him forget all his troubles.

The moment Yang Fan entered her body, Lin Wan'er felt as if she were being torn apart. Yet, within that tearing, piercing pain lay a numbing stimulation that numbed her soul. Just a little penetration, and her entire body went limp.

Pain mingled with heat, limpness with numbness—all these sensations intertwined in her most delicate and sensitive spot. At that moment, how she wished he would penetrate deeper, to escape this agonizing situation. How she also wished he would slow down, so she could… forever remember this blissful moment! Her body

's natural reaction made her like a stimulated python, desperately squeezing and enveloping him, trying to push him out, to crush him to pieces.

But he didn't give up; instead, he thoroughly enjoyed it. After experiencing her squeezing service, he was no longer satisfied with just a little stimulation, and pierced a straight passage through the winding, narrow path.

It wasn't a naturally straight path after all; as he revealed himself, the inertia caused the path in front of him to further contract and compress.

The contraction and compression of her wrinkled body made his journey incredibly difficult, yet it was also this same contraction and compression that made him feel as if he were ascending to heaven, drinking sweet dew! He

advanced again and again, only to be hindered by the repeated compression of her body. This slow advance was clearly insufficient to completely conquer her emptiness. So, he withdrew most of his strength, then launched another frenzied attack.

"Ah!"

He entered her completely, and she finally possessed him entirely...

The process of conquering her was far more difficult than Yang Fan had anticipated. That gate, which seemed capable of closing on its own at any moment, was like a demon king's lair from which he could never descend. Every inch Yang Fan advanced was met with a tremendous force that squeezed him from all directions, threatening to shove him out of Lin Wan'er's grasp if he wasn't careful. After a

full three minutes, Yang Fan still hadn't truly entered, remaining only a short distance from the outermost layer of the gate. Lin Wan'er, brimming with springtime passion, was incredibly enthusiastic. Her two long, beautiful legs were tightly wrapped around Yang Fan's waist, contracting and pressing forcefully, as if trying to force him into her body!

Chapter 280 [The Narrow Path]

Taking a deep breath, knowing that conventional methods wouldn't work, Yang Fan secretly mobilized his internal energy, directing it to the very top of his vital points. When he forcefully entered Lin Wan'er's body, it was like a powerful sword cutting through a path, unstoppable.

Yang Fan had never imagined that he would be so cautious and so focused during intimate moments. He was genuinely worried that if he wasn't careful, Lin Wan'er's seemingly inexplicable strength would force him out of his body. However, Yang Fan's caution gradually eased as Lin Wan'er became more at ease...

Finally, they became one, but Yang Fan dared not use too much force. He knew that not all women's first time was just ordinary pain; for some women, their first time could truly be worse than death!

Finally entering Lin Wan'er's body, Yang Fan felt an indescribable feeling. The proud, holy, noble, and elegant Lin Wan'er was thus subjugated at his feet, at his mercy. What kind of feeling was that? Yang Fan couldn't describe it in words, but he knew that some people might never encounter such a good thing in several lifetimes!

Yang Fan's smugness vanished almost immediately after entering Lin Wan'er's body. He continued to probe with a solemn expression, and finally, from Lin Wan'er's somewhat shrill cries, he confirmed his judgment: "It really is a sheep intestine! What a close call! I was careless for a moment and almost capsized in the ditch, becoming a quickie!"

Sheep intestine, also known as the Nine-Bend Chain. A woman possessing a "nine-curved, interconnected" vagina has a narrow, winding entrance, its depths unknown. Her hymen is located in this narrow spot, making it seem like an impregnable fortress. Naturally, her first night is extremely painful.

Because Yang Fan was well-endowed, he felt that other women's vaginas were all similarly narrow, and this time he was somewhat careless, failing to notice Lin Wan'er's uniqueness, almost resulting in his failure. Similar to

women with thicker hymens, women with this "nine-curved, interconnected" vagina experience excruciating pain that pierces to the bone if their first time is unsuccessful, easily leaving them with psychological trauma and causing them to completely lose interest in sex. Therefore, Yang Fan took a deep breath, held back his ejaculation, and shifted his focus back to comforting Lin Wan'er.

"Husband, it hurts so much!"

Lin Wan'er looked at Yang Fan with teary eyes, her eyes filled with unspeakable grievance.

Yang Fan kissed her lips, giving her a deep kiss, and comforted her, "Sweetie, don't cry. Do you know that you're

naturally blessed with a beautiful vagina, and that your first time will hurt a lot?" Lin Wan'er suddenly became shy, as if all the pain in her body had disappeared at once. She lowered her head and said in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz, "I...I certainly know..."

Yang Fan hugged Lin Wan'er tightly with heartache, saying, "You silly girl, if you knew, why didn't you say so sooner? If I had been a little reckless, wouldn't you have been in so much pain?"

Lin Wan'er lowered her head even further, arguing, "Who knew it would hurt so much! I...I thought what the books said was false.

" "Books? What books?"

Yang Fan looked at Lin Wan'er with great confusion.

Lin Wan'er's face turned even redder, realizing she had misspoke, and she could only grit her teeth and quickly blurt out, "Books about that kind of thing! With the internet so developed now, how could there be a shortage of those kinds of things?"

"Uh..."

Pressing against Lin Wan'er's narrow barrier, Yang Fan knew it would require a great deal of effort to break through that membrane. An ordinary person with insufficient resources would likely have already surrendered. Yang Fan, of course, had abundant resources, but this would inevitably cause Lin Wan'er considerable harm while he tried to break through. Taking

advantage of the girl's distraction, Yang Fan devised a plan. He closed his eyes slightly, diverting a wisp of his spiritual energy into his lower abdomen, reaching the top of his genitals, and roughly feeling the shape and thickness of the membrane.

Unexpectedly, at that very moment, the true essence within his body... Suddenly, his Qi surged, swirling rapidly, sending a wisp of true Qi straight into his body.

Yang Fan inwardly cried out in alarm, fearing that this sudden burst of true Qi might harm Lin Wan'er. His spiritual energy relentlessly pursued the wisp of true Qi, attempting to redirect it.

However, the wisp of true Qi was both smooth and swift. Just as Yang Fan's consciousness caught up with it, it slipped away and returned to his body.

Yang Fan was astonished. Through his spiritual energy, he further observed Lin Wan'er's membrane, only to discover that it appeared as if it had been slashed with a knife, leaving only an extremely thin thread connecting them…

To prevent any accidents, Yang Fan released a wisp of spiritual energy from his body. He carefully examined Lin Wan'er's body and found no internal damage. However, he didn't know why this had happened so suddenly, and he discovered that the true energy within his body had become much purer after circulating it!

This process, though described as extremely slow, actually only took a moment. Knowing this was a rare opportunity, Yang Fan moved slightly and easily crossed the barrier that could block millions of people, truly becoming one with Lin Wan'er.

"Ugh..."

Lin Wan'er cried out softly, giving Yang Fan a resentful look, "You bad husband, you're so mean! You took advantage of me to attack me, it hurts so much!"

Yang Fan chuckled and asked, "Does it really hurt as much as you say?"

As he spoke, he moved a little further inside.

Lin Wan'er frowned slightly, carefully savoring the sensation, and said with some surprise, "Huh, why doesn't it hurt much? Instead, it feels quite swollen. Didn't the book say that the first time is very painful...?"

Yang Fan's heart fluttered, filled with an indescribable wicked feeling, and he couldn't help but ask, "What does the book say?"

Discussing adult books with a beautiful woman—just thinking about it was enough to make one's heart flutter...

Gentleness is always a woman's sharpest weapon, and if you add the tempering of understanding, this weapon can practically conquer all the great men of the past and present! Even men with hearts as hard as diamonds are powerless to resist!

No amount of sweet talk is ever too much; with each word, Yang Fan moved a little further forward. He knew this winding path had many twists and turns, so he didn't dare to use too much force, slowly advancing little by little along the curves. After an unknown amount of time, he finally felt the cue stick successfully reach the bottom, truly touching the location of the Yellow Dragon Palace.

After observing secretly for a while, Yang Fan was pleasantly surprised to find that his capital was perfectly aligned with Lin Wan'er's project, leaving no room for anything else to interfere. He was experiencing for the first time the joy of a seamless, uninterrupted connection.

The unique feature of the "sheep intestine" was that once you successfully explored the bottom and reached the core of Huanglong Mansion, you could ignore everything else and just focus on conquering it. Having endured for so long, Yang Fan could now open his heart and enjoy himself to the fullest; why wouldn't he give it his all?

In the blink of an eye, Lin Wan'er experienced the extreme thrill of going from heaven to hell and back again. The feeling was like riding a roller coaster circling space; the difference between the ascent and descent was so great that it could cause a heart attack for someone with poor mental fortitude.

Yang Fan felt the front of his body was too tight, as if a small, delicate mouth was biting him, tightening its grip. Upon tasting the strange sensation, he subconsciously withdrew slightly.

In the brief moment Yang Fan withdrew, Lin Wan'er finally managed to catch her breath, thinking she had returned from hell to heaven. Unexpectedly, the dead man struck again. Lin Wan'er felt an overwhelming fear, as if her stomach was about to be pierced, and that thing was about to burst out of her lower abdomen.

The stimulation of being penetrated again was incredibly intense. The suction from within Lin Wan'er's body was unimaginably strong; even a slight touch felt like all her energy was being drained away!

This bone-sucking stimulation, even knowing it was poison, was so tempting that she couldn't resist wanting more, more and more.

Whenever Lin Wan'er felt she was about to lose control, the villain behind her seemed to sense it and would withdraw slightly, then perform some routine movements on the outside to stimulate her bodily fluids. Once she felt slightly better... Even as she sensed gh approaching, that damned thing would begin a new round of drilling, plunging her from heaven to hell once more…

Without experiencing this kind of soul tossing and turning between ten thousand meters in the air and a bottomless abyss, it would be hard to imagine the kind of pleasure Lin Wan'er was experiencing.

Pleasure? Yes! Lin Wan'er initially didn't believe it; she couldn't believe that she could feel pleasure under that hellish, throbbing pain. But the fact was so unbelievable, yet undeniable.

At this moment, the union of their bodies could no longer be appreciated from a normal perspective, because this act, penetrating to the very depths of the body, had already become an extreme sport, and what Yang Fan used had naturally become a terrifying existence akin to a nuclear weapon.

Using a nuclear weapon as a comparison is quite fitting. Because it was during that brief interval of throbbing pain that Lin Wan'er felt an explosive sensation emanating from the violently rubbed opening of the bottle. This unparalleled heat and pleasure radiated outwards in a chain reaction, naturally creating the illusion of popping candy exploding deep within her body, rising and falling, yet never ceasing…

Chapter 281 [Girls Grow Up and Leave Home]

Going too deep leads to pain. Localized numbness of the senses can also cause spasms. Moreover, in Lin Wan'er's pain sensation, pain itself was only a small part; the majority was a feeling of fullness and pressure. Thus, with the accumulation of these sensations, Lin Wan'er experienced a new round of happiness and pleasure.

And in this final moment, it was as if several vacuum cleaners had been added to her body, multiplying their suction power, seemingly determined to drain Yang Fan dry. This strange pleasure, which could only be understood intuitively and was difficult to describe, left Yang Fan knowing it was odd, yet unable to resist. After failing to withdraw, Yang Fan simply pressed on, pushing forward, forward, and forward!

One step back, ten steps forward; in the confined space, he advanced in a wave-like motion, like an electric motor. What would the result be? The result was… screams from the man and woman that nearly echoed throughout the villa, exploding like firecrackers in the study!

Thus, in this small study, a protracted battle of flesh continued without end.

The long-awaited pleasure drove the couple into a frenzy. He vigorously performed piston-like movements, diligently performing circular motions. He was more enduring, but she was more resilient. This was a fierce battle between equals, a contest without gunpowder.

How long it lasted… only to see fluids splattering everywhere, both drenched in sweat. She had already surpassed peak after peak, but he had not yet reached his limit.

“No… I can’t take it anymore, Brother Yun, please stop!”

Finally, Lin Wan’er was exhausted and begged Yang Fan for mercy, sobbing.

One after another, cries of unbridled pleasure, intoxicatingly sweet, escaped Lin Wan'er's lips tirelessly. Lin Wan'er lost count of how many times she cried "I'm dying!" and "I can't take it anymore!" But the wretched man on top of her showed no mercy, thrusting again and again, sending her to the peak of pleasure time and time again.

She had doubted her body would break, but after a few more thrusts, she felt alive again, craving even more pleasure.

Lin Wan'er felt like she was surfing, chasing the most delightful waves in the tides of pleasure, from one peak to another, from one climax to a new one!

The pleasure was doubled. While Lin Wan'er was experiencing ecstasy, Yang Fan's suppressed desires were also relieved. His ceaseless movements and trembling quickly sent Lin Wan'er soaring to the heavens.

After being satisfied time and time again, Lin Wan'er finally slumped, her face showing signs of exhaustion. Yang Fan then relaxed, making a final few thrusts, pouring all his energy into her body.

Another clear, melodious cry rang out; Lin Wan'er's previously hoarse voice surprisingly emitted a sweet, innocent cry, like the first cry of a fledgling phoenix. She certainly couldn't have imagined that in the final moments, she would be attacked by something scalding hot, and thus ascend to an unimaginable peak of pleasure…

At Yanjing Airport, Lin Feng had been waiting for a full two hours. Today was the day he was to leave for Qianzhong Island, and he was so excited that he hadn't slept all night. He got up early at six in the morning, packed his things, and rushed to wait for Yang Fan at the agreed time. But he had been waiting for three whole hours, and still hadn't seen a trace of Yang Fan!

"This guy, even if he was having sex, it wouldn't take this long, right? Or did he forget the time?"

Lin Feng paced back and forth in the waiting room, glancing at the door every few seconds, as if waiting for a miracle.

"Sigh, Yang Fan is like this, and my little sister is like this too. Today her brother is leaving, and it'll be for several years. It's one thing that she didn't come to see me off, but last night she actually disappeared. These two, did they go out to a hotel?"

"Brother!"

Just as Lin Feng was rambling on, a familiar voice came from behind him.

Hearing that familiar voice, Lin Feng knew who it was without even looking, but he still turned around. When he saw his younger sister with Yang Fan, he was puzzled.

Although he constantly brought up Yang Fan and Lin Wan'er, and called Yang Fan "brother-in-law" repeatedly, Lin Feng knew better than anyone that there was nothing between them. He called them that out of affection and a desire to bring them together.

But he never expected it to happen so quickly, so fast that he couldn't accept it. Seeing his sister clinging tightly to Yang Fan's arm, almost leaning on him, with that blissful expression, she looked like a girl in love, completely devoid of her usual shrewdness and domineering nature.

If Yang Fan hadn't looked the same, Lin Feng would have wondered if someone had called her by the wrong name, or if he had seen wrong… His sister, could she really be so womanly? Strange things happen every year, but this year seems especially strange!

Actually, Yang Fan didn't want Lin Wan'er to see him off. After all, she was a virgin, and the two of them had been engaged in a non-stop battle for several hours. Even though she had now achieved a certain level of cultivation, she was bound to be exhausted. However, Lin Wan'er stubbornly refused, even bringing up Lin Feng, saying that even if she didn't have to see him off, she should at least see her brother off, so she came along. What

Yang Fan didn't expect was that Lin Wan'er, having successfully transformed into a woman, was like a completely different person. The two of them didn't even eat breakfast, continuing their frenzied lovemaking until almost nine o'clock before finally stopping.

Yang Fan repeatedly ejaculated his hot semen deep into the woman's body. When there's only one opponent, no one can compete with him in bed.

Lin Wan'er had finally had her fill. The afterglow of the last time hadn't faded, and the next round of passion was already upon her. Although the feeling was better than being in heaven, her stamina eventually gave out. But instead of begging for mercy, she used the excuse that it was time to go to the airport to end the sexual battle that had left her so aroused.

As they left the hospital room, the hotel staff blushed and gave them strange looks. The noise they'd made in the room, even with the soundproofing, had inevitably been heard by those outside. And they'd been watching them closely the whole time…

A woman accompanying a man to a hotel and not checking out until noon—it was almost impossible for anyone not to have thoughts!

Even someone as shameless as Yang Fan felt a little embarrassed and wanted to hurry away from the hotel, but Lin Wan'er seemed completely unconcerned about others' opinions. She tightened her grip on the man's arm, her face filled with pride, as if showing off her carefully chosen choice.

From the moment they got dressed until their journey to the airport, Lin Wan'er's extreme change in temperament was once again evident. She wasn't a minute away from the man, nuzzling his face every two or three minutes, kissing him every four or five minutes—her clinginess was more intense than anyone else's.

This transformation isn't hard to explain. Influenced by her upbringing, coupled with her superior qualities and strong personality, the proud Lin Wan'er's first feeling towards any man was competition. Before Yang Fan, she had never encountered a true rival.

On the other hand, Lin Wan'er couldn't stop her body from maturing, nor could she stop experiencing normal physiological needs. It wasn't that she didn't want men; it was just that the right person to move her hadn't appeared yet. Otherwise, she wouldn't have seen things online that even Yang Fan hadn't seen.

Lin Wan'er always felt her requirements for men weren't high: an iron will, an iron body, and someone who wouldn't be subservient to her because of her background—that was enough. Everything else—looks, education, status—was unimportant.

The problem was that even if such a man existed, Lin Wan'er had never met him. Seeing everyone around her in pairs, she felt envious, jealous, and resentful. Over time, this psychological imbalance and physical dissatisfaction caused her personality to become increasingly extreme, even to the point of being abnormal. On the surface, she hated men, but deep down she craved them. "You all don't recognize this pearl in me, so as a reward, whoever can move my heart, I will be completely devoted to them."

This was the vow she made to herself.

Yang Fan had really struck gold; Lin Wan'er now loved him to death, and she would do whatever he said as if it were a royal decree.

On the way out in the taxi, Lin Wan'er had been sitting on the man's lap the whole time, whispering in his ear and talking non-stop about everything under the sun, from prices to unemployment rates, from education to urban development, from shopping to technology. She chatted on and on as if she had never spoken before...

Even now, in front of her own brother, Lin Feng, Lin Wan'er didn't hide her true feelings at all. She still leaned against Yang Fan, and although she was talking to Lin Feng, anyone who wasn't a fool could see that she hadn't even noticed Lin Feng.

Lin Feng chuckled bitterly. It was true what they said, "Girls grow up and leave home." He and his sister, while not exactly inseparable, were still blood siblings. But now, after only a few months of spending time with Yang Fan, this sister he'd grown up with had already unhesitatingly sided with someone else…

Chapter 282 [Marrying a Flight Attendant]

"Hey, sister, brother-in-law, what's going on?"

Despite Lin Feng's tall, burly appearance, he was quite mischievous. He clearly saw a breakthrough in their relationship, but he deliberately didn't point it out, wanting to put them in a difficult position.

In the past, if he said this, Lin Wan'er would probably blush, and Yang Fan would feel awkward. But now, Lin Wan'er's personality had changed drastically, and Yang Fan's skin had thickened considerably; why would he care about Lin Feng's teasing?

Even worse, Lin Wan'er glared at Lin Feng and said, "What? You've already called him brother-in-law, what else do you want to ask? I'm telling you, brother, this time when we go to Thousandfold Isolated Island, you'd better listen to Yang Fan. If there's anything you can't handle, discuss it with him!"

"Fine, am I your brother-in-law or your brother-in-law? I'm still your brother, right? Why does this sound like you're lecturing your younger brother?"

Rolling his eyes, Lin Feng was too lazy to argue with Lin Wan'er. He turned his attention to Yang Fan and said, "Brother-in-law, it's almost time. Shouldn't we board the plane?"

"Okay!"

Nodding, Yang Fan lowered his head and whispered to Lin Wan'er, "I'm leaving. Take good care of yourself!"

"Don't worry, I'll be fine. I'll wait for you to come back!"

Looking at the two of them so affectionate, Lin Feng was speechless. If they wanted to be intimate, they should at least find a place and a time, right? Didn't they feel embarrassed doing it in front of him?

Lin Feng wasn't one to hold his tongue, and seeing the two of them going on and on, he couldn't help but say, "Aren't you two done being affectionate? The plane's about to take off, and we're not not coming back, so why are

you like this?" "Brother, take care of yourself too! Don't worry, I'll take care of Father, and everyone at the martial arts school will be alright."

Ignoring Lin Feng's tone, Lin Wan'er walked over to him and straightened his slightly disheveled clothes.

Hearing this, Lin Feng's expression changed slightly, but he quickly masked it with a smile. He hugged Lin Wan'er and said with a laugh, "Don't worry, little sister, I won't let you down. Also, I'll definitely keep a close eye on Yang Fan and make sure he doesn't cheat on me!"

"Pfft!"

Lin Wan'er couldn't help but laugh at Lin Feng's teasing. She glanced at Yang Fan and said meaningfully, "If someone really wants to cheat, how can you keep an eye on him by yourself?"

"Ahem, I think it's getting late. I think we should go inside first, or the plane might really take off!"

Seeing that he was being dragged into this again, Yang Fan immediately coughed.

He naturally understood what Lin Wan'er meant, and he wouldn't be foolish enough to discuss this with her. In fact, Lin Wan'er knew that Yang Fan had other women besides her, but since she didn't say anything, Yang Fan naturally wouldn't bring it up. When they were together, they tacitly avoided this topic to avoid unnecessary trouble.

Lin Wan'er wasn't truly jealous; she was merely venting her frustration. After all, no woman wants her beloved man to have other women besides her.

Although she couldn't have a complete man like other women, and she tacitly accepted it, it didn't mean she was completely unconcerned or without any thoughts...

"Hey, Yang Fan! I heard the flight attendants on airplanes are all incredibly beautiful, with amazing figures, hehehe... Interested in trying to pick one up? Wow... they really are beautiful..." After

saying goodbye to Lin Wan'er, Lin Feng seemed like a completely different person, his shifty, sneaky demeanor resembling that of a sleazy man who had just been released from prison after decades!

Yang Fan was speechless for a while. He glanced at Lin Feng, who had already passed the boarding gate but was still staring intently at the flight attendants on either side of the door. He couldn't help but tease, "Brother Lin, your eyes are practically popping out!"

"What? Beautiful women? Where?"

Yang Fan shoved Lin Feng, finally gaining a new understanding of his lewdness. He shook his head, speechless for a moment. "Let's go. These flight attendants aren't so easy to handle. I think you should stop thinking about it!"

Hearing Yang Fan's words, Lin Feng looked slightly dejected. He put his luggage down and sat down with a sullen face. "Yeah, these mature women are super hard to handle! My biggest dream is to marry a flight attendant. Alas, what a pity..."

"By the way, brother-in-law! You've met a lot of beautiful women, and you seem to have a knack for it. Do you have any secret tricks to teach me?"

Yang Fan looked at Lin Feng, feeling quite troubled. He seemed to remember that someone had once said his dream was to be a special forces soldier. When did it change to dating flight attendants?

Besides, what special tricks did he have? Although he had met quite a few beautiful women, most of the time, they were the ones who took the initiative… and it seemed that all his ambiguous relationships with them were caused by some small misunderstandings.

“Brother-in-law, you can’t hold back! You can even handle someone as difficult as my little sister, so don’t be unable to handle me!”

Lin Feng clearly wasn’t going to let Yang Fan off the hook so easily, adopting a “you can’t be brothers with me if you don’t tell the truth” attitude, making Yang Fan’s head spin.

“Let me make this clear, if it doesn’t work, you can’t blame me.”

Yang Fan nervously prepared himself. He didn’t have any special tricks; all he could offer were some hearsay tips for picking up girls, which he hadn’t even had a chance to put into practice. But Lin Feng was pressing him so hard that Yang Fan could only use these to deal with him.

Lin Feng burst into laughter, his face practically splitting with joy: "Brother-in-law, I finally understand why you managed to hook up with my little sister! Don't worry, what I told her earlier was just to appease her. Don't worry, we're best buddies, we share the good times and the girls!"

Seeing this, Yang Fan could only bite the bullet and share his "secret techniques" with Lin Feng one by one.

Lin Feng nodded repeatedly as he listened. After Yang Fan finished, he chuckled to himself for a long time before saying, "Brother-in-law, why don't you take a nap? I know you didn't sleep a wink last night. Don't disturb my studying. Once I've mastered it, you can watch me perform!"

Yang Fan didn't really want to see him perform; if Lin Feng messed up, he might face even more trouble. But for now, he could only give a vague response and truly closed his eyes.

Flying was boring; besides sleeping, there seemed to be nothing to do. Fortunately, Yang Fan could continue practicing the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique. Since his last breakthrough, the growth rate of his internal energy had become extremely slow. If Yang Fan hadn't been observing it daily, he wouldn't even have noticed its increase.

His practice time hadn't decreased at all; in fact, it had been increasing. Yet, the growth rate hadn't accelerated much.

Yang Fan understood that this was because the nuclear energy he had absorbed had been completely depleted. If he wanted to make significant progress, besides diligent practice, he needed to endure the cleansing of lightning again!

After circulating his internal energy for one cycle, Yang Fan vaguely felt that after last night's events, his internal strength seemed to have increased slightly again. However, just as he was about to examine it closely and circulate it for another cycle, he was interrupted by Lin Feng.

"Yang Fan, we're in the sky now! We can move around freely. Watch me woo that pretty flight attendant!"

Lin Feng rubbed his hands together excitedly, pointing at a sweet-faced, incredibly muscular flight attendant, his eyes gleaming.

Yang Fan didn't even look, covering his face with his hands, and said helplessly, "Fine, I'll watch your performance. Go ahead, but don't blame me if you get thrown off the plane."

"Tch! How could that be! Even if you don't have confidence in me, you shouldn't lack confidence in your own special move! You wait and see!"

Lin Feng chuckled, then left his seat and headed straight for the flight attendant.

"Sister, that handsome young man over there said you're very beautiful, the most beautiful woman he's ever seen. He wants to exchange contact information with you, to develop things in the future, what do you think?"

The distance was too far, and Yang Fan didn't hear him at all. Lin Feng had betrayed him with a single move, directly using the most ruthless move in the secret manual, "Using Friends as a Bridge." It's said that there's another move after this one, "Crossing the River and Destroying the Bridge," but Lin Feng obviously didn't need it at the moment.

The pretty flight attendant glanced at Lin Feng, then at Yang Fan. When she saw Yang Fan, her gentle smile froze for a moment. However, she quickly recovered and smiled at Lin Feng again before saying, "Excuse me, sir, I'm already married!"

"Oh, is that so?"

Lin Feng was a little dejected after his initial attempt failed, but then he had another idea: "It's okay, sister, let's exchange contact information! If you have any younger sisters, cousins, or other female relatives as beautiful as you, you can introduce them to my friend. Or, after you get divorced, you can come find him!" As soon as

the words left his mouth, Lin Feng realized his mistake and slapped himself.

"I'm sorry, sister! I didn't mean to curse you to divorce, it's just that you're really too beautiful, my friend likes you so much, so I..."

The flight attendant couldn't help but cover her mouth and giggle, saying, "You really know how to talk! It's okay, I don't mind. Hmm, let's exchange contact information. I actually have a cousin I can introduce to him, hehe!"

As she spoke, the pretty flight attendant glanced at Yang Fan, a complex look flashing in her eyes—a mixture of resentment, infatuation, and evasion…

Chapter 283 [Do You Miss Me?]

Although the process wasn't particularly exciting, the result was quite satisfying. Lin Feng's first use of Yang Fan's "secret technique" was a resounding success, making him overjoyed.

Returning to his seat, he leaned back heavily, tossing the phone number he'd obtained and showing off: "Luckily, before I left, I begged and pleaded with that warlord in my family to buy me a cell phone with global roaming, hehe, otherwise, wouldn't I have missed out on such a stunning beauty?"

The distance was great, and the television noise was interfering; Yang Fan's senses weren't strong enough to ignore these factors. He only knew that Lin Feng and the flight attendant were chatting happily, but he didn't hear a word of what they were saying.

Yang Fan naturally couldn't see through Lin Feng's boasting. Letting Lin Feng shamelessly praise himself, Yang Fan slightly calmed his mind and continued his cultivation.

"Sir, what would you like to order?"

Just a short while after Yang Fan closed his eyes to cultivate, a familiar voice suddenly rang in his ears.

"Brother-in-law, look! That's that beautiful flight attendant from earlier! What do you think? My taste is good, isn't it? She's gorgeous!"

Lin Feng, standing beside him, excitedly pushed Yang Fan.

In fact, even if Lin Feng hadn't said anything, Yang Fan had already clearly seen the figure in front of him. He looked again and again, but still couldn't quite believe that the person who had suddenly appeared was actually Lin Jiaxin!

Lin Jiaxin also came to her senses, looking at the man who had taken the most precious first time of her life, she felt a strange and inexplicable feeling.

After breaking up with him, she thought she had carefree forgotten him, but now, facing him, Lin Jiaxin suddenly had a strong urge to hug him tightly. However, considering the occasion, she smiled calmly and asked Yang Fan what he needed in a formulaic way.

Yang Fan didn't speak, constantly looking Lin Jiaxin's exquisite curves encased in her flight attendant uniform up and down. The memory of that passionate night at Dongfang Lan's house flashed through his mind, and he felt a burning desire all over his body. It was clear that the uniform had a great allure!

"Sir, what would you like?"

Lin Jiaxin's face flushed red. Being stared at like that by Yang Fan, she felt unbearably hot. Suppressing the pounding in her heart, she said something she didn't mean.

Yang Fan smiled and reached out to grab Lin Jiaxin's soft, white hand: "Isn't your job to serve passengers? I don't need drinks right now, I need you, what should I do..."

Lin Jiaxin's heart pounded as Yang Fan's hot hand grasped hers. Sensitive as she was, after her first passionate encounter and the exquisite taste of pleasure, she had been suppressing her burning emotions. Although she could control herself well, Yang Fan's sudden appearance made her uneasy again!

A few ripples appeared in her watery eyes, and Lin Jiaxin, disregarding her shyness, leaned down and whispered a few words in Yang Fan's ear. Immediately, her face flushed red, she fled back to the workshop, pulling her trolley along. Yang Fan gasped. Even with his many experiences, hearing what that little vixen said still made him swallow hard. He… was excited!

"Hey brother-in-law? You two don't know each other, do you? What did that beautiful woman just say to you?"

Watching Lin Jiaxin leave, Lin Feng glared at Yang Fan with hostility. He had finally found a woman he cared about; how could he let her go so easily?

Seeing Lin Feng's reaction, Yang Fan was speechless. If anyone should be showing hostility, it should be him, right? No matter what, Lin Jiaxin was practically his woman. He'd just gone and tried to flirt with her, and he hadn't said anything, so why was he suddenly unhappy?

And thinking about how he'd even given him advice earlier, Yang Fan couldn't help but feel speechless. If he'd known the flight attendant Lin Feng was talking about was Lin Jiaxin, he would never have given him that advice.

However, Yang Fan was puzzled. Wasn't Lin Jiaxin's previous flight to Urumqi? Why had it suddenly changed?

He didn't know that after that incident, Lin Jiaxin, to avoid Yang Fan, had not only stopped contacting Dongfang Lan but had also asked her boss to change her flight. She thought this would keep her away from Yang Fan, but unexpectedly, they met again at 10,000 meters altitude…

Thinking about all the moments with Lin Jiaxin, Yang Fan completely ignored Lin Feng's warning. After ten agonizing minutes, Yang Fan, feeling he'd had enough, smiled slightly, unbuckled his seatbelt, quietly stood up, and discreetly lifted the curtain at the back of the business class cabin, stepping inside…

Seeing Yang Fan's reaction, Lin Feng became even more certain of his guess. It wasn't that he was instantly smitten with Lin Jiaxin, but seeing the beautiful woman he'd approached throw herself into Yang Fan's arms made him feel a little uncomfortable.

However, that discomfort vanished without a trace as Yang Fan left. He wouldn't harbor any ill will towards Yang Fan over such a trivial matter. At most, it would be because of Lin Wan'er—seeing his sister's man with another woman. But even his own sister didn't care, so why should he meddle?

Thinking this way, Lin Feng simply followed Yang Fan's example and closed his eyes to rest, even his interest in flirting with flight attendants vanished without a trace... Different planes, same place. Arriving at the staff rest area, Yang Fan looked around, constantly searching for Lin Jiaxin.

Because it was working hours, the already small rest area was almost empty. Without much effort, Yang Fan spotted Lin Jiaxin, dressed in a light blue uniform, standing nervously in the corner of the rest area.

At this moment, her hands were clasped tightly in front of her, her breathing rapid, causing her chest to heave. Especially when she saw Yang Fan, a hint of panic flashed in her eyes.

"You...you're here!"

Seeing Yang Fan, Lin Jiaxin tried to remain calm before asking softly.

Looking at the first woman in his life before him, Yang Fan didn't know what to say for a moment. He had imagined countless times what it would be like when he met Lin Jiaxin again. Even with his myriad thoughts and boundless imagination, he couldn't have imagined that the two would not only meet again, but so soon and in such a way!

Seemingly sensing Yang Fan's change, Lin Jiaxin's face revealed a barely perceptible smile. She tried to soften her stern expression, but considering their relationship, she couldn't bring herself to do it. Taking a deep breath, she straightened her clothes and walked from the corner, her graceful steps leading to Yang Fan's side before

she softly said, "Mr...Mr. Yang, please sit!" Lin Jiaxin frantically tried to organize her thoughts, momentarily unsure how to address Yang Fan, but ultimately addressed him as "Mr. Yang." However, as she uttered the title, a blush unconsciously rose to her delicate face.

"Mr. Yang?"

Slightly taken aback, Yang Fan couldn't quite understand Lin Jiaxin's true intentions. This form of address was far beyond his expectations!

The word "sir" has several layers of meaning. It can be understood as a respectful term between spouses, or as a form of address between strangers; the exact meaning depends on the context.

He and Lin Jiaxin had clearly met before, so he didn't need such a formal address. However, their relationship didn't seem particularly intimate… So, what did she mean by addressing him this way?

Yang Fan lacked the ability to read people's minds. Although he could observe their expressions, he wasn't a mind reader like Lin Jiaxin, so he naturally didn't understand why she was acting this way suddenly…

Although he didn't know what she was up to, Yang Fan didn't ask anything. Instead, he obediently sat down and looked at her.

Noticing Yang Fan's gaze, the blush on Lin Jiaxin's face, which hadn't faded, rose again. Her face turned as red as if she had drunk strong liquor, and she unconsciously turned her head to the side, avoiding Yang Fan's gaze.

As if remembering something, a hint of melancholy appeared on her face. Her hands involuntarily clenched together, and she gave Yang Fan a resentful look!

They say a woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea; at this moment, Yang Fan finally understood. One moment she was shy and bashful, and the next she was suddenly alluring and breathtakingly beautiful! After the blossoming crabapple blossoms heralded spring, the scene transformed into a somber, melancholic atmosphere. These two contradictory moods shifted in an instant, yet without the slightest awkwardness. Lin Jiaxin's sudden display of these two extreme moods stirred Yang Fan's heart!

Yang Fan couldn't help but scrutinize Lin Jiaxin before him. Today, she was still dressed as a flight attendant, her hair styled in an antique updo, her eyebrows lightly drawn, her makeup subtle—an indescribable charm, an alluring allure!

Yang Fan's brow twitched slightly. The woman before him exuded the charm of a mature woman, different from Tang Wan's noble bearing; she possessed an indescribable, enigmatic quality.

Looking at the ripe peach in front of him, Yang Fan suddenly moved, leaning close to Lin Jiaxin, their noses almost touching, their lips less than an inch apart: "Little Jiaxin, did you miss me?"

Lin Jiaxin was startled by Yang Fan's sudden action, instinctively pulling back, but before she could react, Yang Fan had already pinned her down...

Chapter 284 [Title and Location]

Thirty is like a wolf, forty is like a tiger. Although Lin Jiaxin wasn't thirty yet, she was close. Moreover, she was like a frying pan ready to ignite, and last time Yang Fan had completely set her ablaze!

Women are always sensitive, especially those with needs. In just a moment, Lin Jiaxin sensed the meaning in Yang Fan's eyes. While secretly delighted, a surge of heat coursed through her body like an electric shock. Pinned down by Yang Fan, she suddenly felt a difficulty breathing.

At this moment, Yang Fan suddenly discovered another function of the uniform: while showcasing the endless beauty of a woman's figure, it also allowed men to know what wonderful sensations lay beneath that thin layer.

The smooth skin seemed to penetrate the fabric, revealing Lin Jiaxin's beauty to Yang Fan's palms. Yang Fan's gaze unconsciously fell upon Lin Jiaxin's high, firm breasts. He knew how full they were, but unfortunately, he hadn't focused on them last time, missing many breathtaking views!

The light touch through the thin fabric allowed Yang Fan to clearly feel the heat of her body. "Gulp!"

A mouthful of saliva involuntarily flowed from Yang Fan's throat. Burning with desire, his free hand finally found its way through the gaps in the uniform…

"No…don't!"

Lin Jiaxin felt Yang Fan's hot hand and involuntarily cried out in surprise.

"Don't want to?"

Yang Fan looked at Lin Jiaxin, who was so close to him, a playful smile on his lips, and asked inexplicably.

"Not here, I'm still at work!"

Under Yang Fan's gaze, which seemed to melt everything, Lin Jiaxin's last line of defense completely collapsed. Her voice was barely audible as she offered what she thought was a plausible excuse.

Lin Jiaxin was both ashamed and annoyed, but she didn't dare to really lose her temper, afraid of angering Yang Fan. She could only grab Yang Fan's clothes and forcefully sit up halfway, looking at the closed door with a look of surprise and uncertainty in her eyes.

This ambiguous behavior was not a rejection, but clearly a provocation! Yang Fan's heart fluttered, and he no longer cared about anything else. He grabbed her slender waist and lifted her up, turning the two of them from lying down to standing. Carrying her, Yang Fan walked a few steps to the long table in the break room, turned Lin Jiaxin's arms around him completely, and suddenly, she was facing him. The next moment, Yang Fan leaned in, pressing his body tightly against hers…

“Yang Fan, you bastard! You bastard!”

Finally, Lin Jiaxin abandoned her pride. Although she tried her best to remain calm and pretend not to care, when she completely collapsed into Yang Fan’s arms, she realized how afraid she was of losing him. She also realized that she was just an ordinary little woman. In front of the man she loved, she didn’t need to be strong or save face. All she needed to do was lie comfortably in his arms and be a submissive little woman!

As a result, Lin Jiaxin, who had never shed a tear in over twenty years, broke down in tears in Yang Fan’s arms today, releasing all her pent-up emotions, worries, and feelings. This wasn’t a heartbroken cry, but simply an emotional release, a connection of feelings…

“Xin Xin…”

Yang Fan had never known that his voice could be so gentle. He had always been a cold and aloof person, but now he had rediscovered the tenderness unique to men. All of this was thanks to Lin Jiaxin!

Hearing her sobs, without a word, he understood her heart

. No verbal or visual exchange was needed; at this moment, their hearts were tightly bound together! A man's tenderness wasn't just reflected in his touch, his care, his thoughtfulness, but also in his timely greetings and his responses when she needed him most.

At this moment, Lin Jiaxin felt Yang Fan's tenderness. Her heart trembled, as if filled with fine wine, already intoxicated, powerless… and unwilling to extricate herself!

The touch of their lips was so natural, the lingering gaze so inevitable. They were so intertwined, as if trying to integrate each other into their lives, inseparable even if they wanted to.

When he tentatively touched her lips with his tongue, she retaliated by playfully sticking her tongue against his nose. Unable to resist the tingling sensation, he wrapped his tongue around hers, trying to envelop her completely. But she nimbly dodged, as if she had mastered the art of walking on water. Left and right, each time she was about to be enveloped, she escaped his grasp!

The devil is always one step ahead. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't escape. Her tender tongue ultimately fell into his clutches, completely enveloped by his large tongue, relentlessly demanding his fragrant nectar! A passionate

kiss, how could one time be enough? Yang Fan repeatedly made Lin Jiaxin taste the thrill of near exhaustion, her chest heaving, the tension almost unbearable. Then, just as she was on the verge of suffocation, he would transfer a breath of true energy into her, circulating it throughout her body, bringing her unparalleled pleasure.

With just a few passionate kisses, Lin Jiaxin felt as if she had touched the edge of ecstasy, her body secreting fluids again and again, seemingly shouting and roaring at her how much she needed him.

Her hand unconsciously went to his broad chest, the taut yet incredibly elastic feel making her want to knead it forcefully, then she placed her other hand on the opposite side.

It's always men touching women; how could a woman touch a man's chest like that? Without hesitation, Yang Fan reached out and grasped Lin Jiaxin's stunning breasts.

This wasn't the first time Yang Fan had touched these gifts from heaven, but each time, the feeling was entirely new. They weren't as soft as a fragrant buttock, nor as smooth as skin; they possessed a slight firmness, a touch of warmth, and a softness—truly a gift from heaven.

It was this maiden-like touch that allowed her jade-like breasts to remain so firm to this day! *Bigger isn't always better, but a large pair always provides a strong sensory stimulation and an indescribable aesthetic enjoyment. These

gifts, too large to hold in one hand and requiring two to barely grasp, were naturally not something just anyone could possess. Those men who always say small breasts are good—perhaps… they're just sour grapes? Yang Fan's thoughts raced, but his hands didn't hesitate for a moment, moving from the base of the breasts to the cherry tips, then from the two tempting red beans to the firm base!

You don't know until you touch it. Only when Yang Fan lightly touched it did he realize that the feathered battle suit, which seemed to have extremely strong defensive capabilities, was actually softer than ordinary clothing. It even felt no different from ordinary skin. Just one touch, and he felt an irresistible urge

to touch it! The flight attendant uniform woven from soft fabric, the sexy outfit of the beautiful woman, plus the fact that no one was around... Holding a super beauty in his arms, Yang Fan even felt an urge to take her!

Glancing around, Yang Fan couldn't help but feel lustful. Ten thousand meters in the air, a room, a table... plus the absence of outsiders, and the beauty beside him. Everything perfectly created all the necessary conditions for a battle. If he didn't do something, Yang Fan felt he would be wasting this god-given opportunity!

He quietly touched Lin Jiaxin's slender waist exposed to the air, touched her smooth skin, lightly stroked her soft belly, and then moved to her full buttocks. "Xin Xin, what do you think about us having an aerial battle here at 10,000 meters altitude?"

Yang Fan's other hand wasn't idle either; he was fondling her breasts while teasing her innocent heart with his words.

At first, when Yang Fan touched her body, Lin Jiaxin only twisted slightly and didn't resist much. Hearing Yang Fan's outrageous request, she couldn't help but blush crimson, almost to the point of bleeding. She grabbed Yang Fan's arm tightly and said, "You're going to die! If someone sees us... I'll be so embarrassed!"

Yang Fan chuckled, seizing on Lin Jiaxin's slip of the tongue: "Being seen will be so embarrassing, but not being seen is so exciting!"

After saying that, Yang Fan ignored Lin Jiaxin's protests, slightly lifted her uniform, pushed her bra up a bit, and squeezed the jade bowl below, laughing again: "Haven't seen you in a few days, little girl's pectoral muscles are getting more and more developed!"

Lin Jiaxin couldn't help but laugh at Qin Di's words, then couldn't help but blush and say, "You bastard, you're a born big dick!"

Yang Fan rubbed it a few times, pretending to be surprised and said, "What, is this not a pectoral muscle? If it's not a pectoral muscle, how come it's so hard?"

As he spoke, Yang Fan gently flicked Lin Jiaxin's rosy tip, making her tremble all over.

"Eek..."

The sudden stimulation and the emotional rollercoaster made Lin Jiaxin's body unusually sensitive. She knew perfectly well that making love at 10,000 meters in the air was incredibly shameful and a true test of her heart's endurance, yet she couldn't utter a single word of objection!

It had been so long since Yang Fan had been intimate with this alluring beauty; he truly missed her terribly. The taste of such a magnificent woman wasn't something one could experience casually. Having such a wonderful woman by his side, yet not being able to enjoy her often, one could imagine how hungry Yang Fan was.

Now, with the timing and location perfect, Lin Jiaxin's mind at peace, and the situation largely favorable, Yang Fan would feel he was doing himself a disservice if he didn't do something!

Chapter 285 [Aerial Combat!]

Seeing Lin Jiaxin's hesitation, Yang Fan immediately knew what to do. He grabbed her cherry-like lips and gave her a fierce kiss. The fragrant scent, the smooth fluids, the tender tongue—all five senses were stimulated simultaneously, making Yang Fan feel so comfortable he almost felt like he was floating on air.

This kiss, however, immediately caused a problem! Lin Jiaxin was in the prime of her life, and just moments before, when her limbs were weak, she had managed to control her desires with a sliver of clarity. Now that her desires were fulfilled, she could no longer resist Yang Fan's teasing. Her two soft arms instantly transformed into two long snakes, sometimes encircling Yang Fan's neck, sometimes entwining around his cheeks.

At the height of passion, she wanted to embed herself entirely into Yang Fan's body, squeezing and squeezing, but she could only ever roam the surface of his skin.

How long it lasted, the passionate kiss finally ended. Yang Fan's breathing was long enough that he could still feel the effects of the kiss. But Lin Jiaxin didn't have his inner strength; after separating from him, she gasped for breath.

The next moment, without Lin Jiaxin's prompting, Yang Fan instinctively reached for her smooth, beautiful legs

. Among the women around Yang Fan, Lin Jiaxin, even if not the most outstanding, was certainly one of the most prominent. Her proportions were perfect: well-proportioned, with beautiful lines, curves in all the right places, making her an exceptional beauty. Most remarkably, her long legs and jade-like feet, coupled with her ample bosom, made her an irresistible sight.

Touching her soft, jade-like legs, Yang Fan couldn't bear to let go. He once again captured her lips in his mouth, and then, following the momentum, slowly thrust into her alluring valley.

"Huff...huff..."

This time, Lin Jiaxin was even more exhausted; after only a dozen seconds, she almost suffocated! Now, everything was ready, the opportune moment had arrived, and naturally, everything fell into place!

Holding someone in your arms and wanting to remove their clothes might be difficult for some, but for Yang Fan, it made no difference whether he was holding her or not. If it weren't for the fear of startling Lin Jiaxin, and the need to feign supporting her buttocks, Yang Fan could have easily unleashed his inner energy to lift her into the air.

Men undress quickly, but when undressing women, it's better to take it slow and deliberate. Even when a woman is intimate with the most handsome and strongest man in the world, she still fantasizes about someone even more handsome and strong. In other words, women are often driven by emotion, relying on their imagination to reach their climax. A man's caresses and kisses are far more likely to excite and please them than penetration.

Yang Fan understood this well, so he didn't rush to remove Lin Jiaxin's panties. His hands slid from her buttocks to her breasts, then from her thighs to her toes. His hands traversed every sensitive spot; his tongue kissed every inch of her delicate skin.

Finally, Lin Jiaxin couldn't resist any longer. She pleaded with him, "Yang Fan, come in quickly!"

Her plaintive cry sent a shiver down Yang Fan's spine. His hand trembled, and he ripped off her panties.

At that moment, his hardness pressed against her softness. His heat connected with her wetness. Before even entering her, Yang Fan could feel Lin Jiaxin's dampness. Like a mountain spring, uncontrollably, gushed from her moist opening. A faint fragrance slowly spread through the air from that opening.

Yang Fan could no longer restrain himself, no longer linger at the opening. He wanted to enter her, to become one with her, to completely enter her fragrant, desolate place, to compete with her for supremacy.

"Ugh!"

A soft moan, seemingly satisfied, a sob, a sigh, escaped her lips, instantly replaced by other sounds!

The immense stimulation of being ten thousand meters in the air made every cell in the bodies of the two lovers unusually active, every nerve incredibly sensitive. Each thrust, each round of pumping, sent shivers down their spines, making them tremble uncontrollably!

At first, Lin Jiaxin managed to hold back, expressing her pleasure only through nasal sounds, daring not to utter a single sound. But as Yang Fan's thrusts grew more intense and the impacts more rapid, she finally lost control, letting her soul sing a resounding song of spring!

At this altitude of ten thousand meters, the range of the moans became unrestricted. Although inside a building, sound travels through reflection, refraction, and even disappearance due to ubiquitous obstructions, ultimately confining its propagation to a corner

, in this enclosed lounge, the alluring moans still roamed freely like birds breaking free of their cages, beasts roaming the room without restraint!

The lighting in the lounge wasn't great, but this didn't affect Yang Fan's vision. Leaving aside observing his surroundings, the beautiful body lying before him, its high, firm buttocks, already captivated Yang Fan's entire attention.

Its high peaks resembled proud snow-capped mountains, its whiteness like the snow of winter. It possessed an boundless elasticity, surpassing even freshly peeled eggs and juicy beef balls. And the boundless beauty hidden between the black and white hues truly dazzled Yang Fan, who exclaimed that the beauty was like jade, like a painting!

Simply admiring it. Clearly, it wasn't enough. Yang Fan, trembling with excitement, couldn't bear being in the cold wind any longer and wanted to plunge back into that boundless paradise. He wanted to experience that supreme beauty, so warm and wonderfully pleasurable.

Faced with such a beautiful body, how could Yang Fan possibly resist? He couldn't help but raise his spear again and ride his horse, plunging deeper into that wonderful realm. The moment he entered, the warm embrace, the smooth yet not sticky touch, the strong contractions like a baby suckling, instantly made Yang Fan's heart melt.

He couldn't help it, he really couldn't resist. Yang Fan couldn't help but thrust and knead hard, while simultaneously pounding Lin Jiaxin's snowy buttocks, he still couldn't bear to part with those bouncy, magnificent breasts. At this moment, Yang Fan was like a greedy, mischievous child, one hand grabbing a breast, the other a buttocks, yet still not satisfied, wishing he had a third or fourth arm to hold the beauty's other jade breast and the other half of her snowy buttocks in his hands and play with them attentively.

Lin Jiaxin, amidst Yang Fan's presence, was also deeply moved, her starry eyes half-closed, her face filled with ecstasy. The wildness of being in the wilderness had already greatly stimulated Lin Jiaxin's emotions; having her breasts grabbed and her buttocks squeezed further aroused her desire. Coupled with Yang Fan's beast-like, forceful thrusts, Lin Jiaxin felt as if she were on a roller coaster, completely lost in the moment, oblivious to the passage of time.

"Ah! Yang Fan, I'm afraid I'm going to die!"

The intense stimulation and the overwhelming waves of pleasure instantly engulfed Lin Jiaxin. After a scream, her legs trembled, and she collapsed onto Yang Fan. After a long while, Lin Jiaxin came to her senses, slightly turning her delicate neck to look at Yang Fan, her starry eyes overflowing with love: "Yang Fan, I'm so happy!"

Yang Fan couldn't help but laugh: "My dear Jiaxin, are you talking about happiness, or sexual happiness?"

Faced with Yang Fan's loud teasing, Lin Jiaxin was both shy and unable to suppress her joy. How could she not appreciate all the good things her lover had done for her?

"No more, Yang Fan! You're laughing at me! Oh..."

Lin Jiaxin was busy being coquettish, unaware that the previously docile Yang Fan had suddenly become mischievous. While she was still savoring the afterglow of pleasure, he launched another fierce attack.

His movements below didn't stop; Yang Fan began a new round of rapid acceleration. Unbeknownst to him, his internal energy slowly spread throughout his body, making his movements incredibly fast.

At this moment, Lin Jiaxin could hardly describe her feelings. Wave after wave of beauty seemed endless, leaving her completely intoxicated. Aside from unconscious moans, she couldn't utter any other thoughts!

Women in the throes of passion are most susceptible to movements as swift as thunder and lightning. Unintentionally, Yang Fan had achieved just that.

Lin Jiaxin's soft moans were no longer as thin as bamboo tubes, nor as loud as gongs; after waves of rock-and-roll-like screams, they began to turn into hoarse groans. If one weren't in the thick of it, perhaps no one could truly understand Lin Jiaxin's feelings at this moment. She was overwhelmed by a tidal wave of pleasure, unsure of what to do.

Wave after wave, seemingly endless, left Lin Jiaxin with only one thought in her mind: "I'm going to die... I'm going to die..."

Facing the already weak and powerless beauty in his arms, Yang Fan felt a pang of pity for her frail body, and tried to suppress his desire, pulling out his illicit member. However, he had reached a critical juncture; the countless offspring gushing forth screamed in his mind, and he couldn't control his movements. Instead of slowing down, they became even faster.

Yang Fan had never been so frantic, so desperate. His breathing was heavy and rapid, his movements intense and frantic. If it weren't for the last shred of reason reminding him not to harm her, perhaps she would have already fallen unconscious!

"Roar..."

Finally, Yang Fan let out an almost beast-like roar, his body paused, and then trembled repeatedly.

Thousands of offspring, filled with the joy of conquering territory, rushed into the deep, dark lair. Each one strong and bold, they seemed to be the masters of the world, the lucky ones about to pluck the queen and return with her!

Countless essences, frolicking, rushed into the depths of Lin Jiaxin's body. The scalding, intense love, seemingly endless and boundless, frantically enveloped her, leaving her limp and powerless to cling to him...

Chapter 286 [Escape]

Yang Fan felt an endless sense of satisfaction and comfort filling his robust body. After that exhilarating experience, there was neither the emptiness of desire without feeling, nor the melancholy of feeling without desire, but rather a perfect union of love and desire, a harmonious blend. Incredibly sweet.

At this moment, Lin Jiaxin was already panting heavily, her entire body utterly devoid of strength. She simply slumped against Yang Fan, neither speaking nor wanting to separate from him.

Even if she wanted to, she probably wouldn't be able to for the time being. Because of her final moments, they were now inextricably linked, firmly glued together. Unless

her muscles contracted, returning to their original state, or Yang Fan's blood flowed back, no longer maintaining his erection, neither of them considered those possibilities for the time being, allowing their bodies to remain in this comfortable state!

Yang Fan took a deep breath, reluctant to leave Lin Jiaxin's body, gently stroking her smooth skin, and exclaimed with deep emotion, "Xinxin, your body is so strong, able to withstand all the tenderness of your husband!" "

Each time he was intimate with women, Yang Fan always held back, releasing his pent-up energy when he felt it was about time. If there was any true satisfaction, it was only that time in the bathroom with Lin Jiaxin; he truly enjoyed it.

Perhaps it was the solidification of his vital energy through the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique, or perhaps it was the increased vigor he gained after absorbing nuclear power. Every time he made love with his lovers, he consciously released his fluids, grinding away for a long time, and each time he only felt a half-hearted, half-hearted feeling. Doing this repeatedly could easily lead to internal injuries!

In matters of the heart, one should not be greedy, but rather... three or four..." While more is certainly enjoyable, the constant rotation sometimes makes one crave a worthy opponent for a truly exhilarating, unrestricted battle.

This time, however, he and Lin Jiaxin fought to a draw. Only someone with her mature physique could withstand Yang Fan's power; otherwise, how could anyone else possibly acknowledge it?

Hearing Yang Fan's teasing, Lin Jiaxin shook her head slightly, giving him a weak, disdainful look. After a long pause, she finally managed to say, "You lecherous devil, you don't care about my life or death at all! Next time, I never want to be alone with you...along with..."

"Along with what?"

Sensing the shyness in Lin Jiaxin's voice, Yang Fan couldn't help but chuckle inwardly and began teasing her again.

Lin Jiaxin hesitated for a long time without getting to the point, only giving Yang Fan a fierce glare, saying with a mixture of pleasure and reproach, "I'm not coming anymore! You're the best at teasing me!"

Seeing the beauty before him display such shyness, Yang Fan's heart fluttered, and he couldn't resist touching his beloved slave's firm, bouncy breasts again.

Lin Jiaxin felt her throbbing nipple being touched by her lover, and the already somewhat empty space within her body swelled up again. A wave of numbness washed over her, and after a moment of confusion, she grabbed Yang Fan's thieving hand in alarm.

"Yang Fan, please don't do it again! Even if my body is strong, I can't withstand such intense pampering!"

the beauty beneath him pleaded softly. How could Yang Fan bring himself to ravage her? He could only suppress his desire, picking Lin Jiaxin up and gently saying, "Okay, okay, I won't!" Only

then did Lin Jiaxin realize that she had been in Yang Fan's arms the whole time, being supported and held by him. And Yang Fan seemed to have maintained this position the entire time. If it were any other man, maintaining this position for so long, even the strongest back would give out!

Standing out from the crowd, this position, while somewhat difficult, was hardly a challenge for Yang Fan. However, Lin Jiaxin immediately noticed the same thing happening again – she and Yang Fan were once again inseparable, like conjoined twins!

This was due to her physical constitution; each time, at the end, she would cling tightly to Yang Fan, and Yang Fan's penis was unusual, difficult to dissipate after one time. Thus, under that suction, the two would be stuck together, unable to separate.

However, Lin Jiaxin was no longer the naive girl she once was. While not a seasoned veteran, she had experienced lovemaking with Yang Fan and had learned some tricks, especially knowing that if they didn't separate in time, once Yang Fan reached his limit, another round of passion would inevitably begin.

The exquisite taste, though intoxicating, could be harmful if overindulged. Knowing her own limitations, Lin Jiaxin was acutely aware of her own limits and dared not push Yang Fan's patience too far. While talking to Yang Fan, she took a few deep breaths, trying to relax. Then, taking advantage of Yang Fan's momentary lapse in attention, she suddenly lifted her hips!

"Pop!"

A sound like a cork being pulled from a bottle rang out, followed by the sound of rushing water. At this moment, with no one around and both still savoring the experience, the sound, which wasn't usually loud, sounded terrifying!

Their gazes almost simultaneously turned towards the source of the sound. Yang Fan could see it easily with a turn of his head, but Lin Jiaxin, even with her head turned, could only see a milky white line slowly flowing down to the ground, originating from within her own body!

Lin Jiaxin's face flushed red again, and her small hands involuntarily twisted towards Yang Fan's waist. She spun him around abruptly, a full 360 degrees.

Yang Fan winced in pain, staring at her with a bewildered expression, muttering, "What? I didn't do anything!"

Lin Jiaxin's eyebrows shot up, she huffed, rolled her eyes at him, pointed to a spot on the ground, and said shyly, "You didn't do anything? That...that's the mess you made, isn't it?"

Yang Fan followed Lin Jiaxin's delicate finger and saw...good heavens...a large wet patch! It looked like water had been poured on it, or, judging from the current situation, it seemed to be caused by urinary incontinence...

"Strange, it looks like I peed on it? And there's a strange smell too, wait! Wan'er, it wasn't you, was it?..."

Yang Fan's mouth didn't control his brain, or rather, his brain didn't control his mouth, and he blurted out this nonsense.

Lin Jiaxin closed her eyes, almost fainting from shock. What did she mean by peed on it? Wasn't this all your doing? This damned rascal, did he have to make me say it myself?

Under the immense pressure of Lin Jiaxin's shame, indignation, and near-retaliatory claws, Yang Fan finally stared at the ground again for a moment, then said somewhat uncertainly, "Could it be... that this carpet was dyed this color because of our combined efforts?"

Lin Jiaxin wanted to angrily accuse this scoundrel of doing something wrong without cleaning up his mouth, but upon reflection, it seemed that it really was a joint effort. She gritted her teeth, turned around, and gave a slight snort, saying, "Of course!"

Yang Fan then realized that his careless words seemed to have provoked her temper again. He had finally managed to dispel her displeasure, and if this incident caused her to be unhappy again, it would be a loss rather than a gain!

Yang Fan's eyes darted around, and suddenly an idea struck him: "Xin Xin, we've been in this lounge for almost an hour. Isn't the plane about to land?"

"Ah! Yes, why are you still holding me? Put me down!"

At this moment, Lin Jiaxin realized that she was completely naked. Not only was her uniform gone, but even her underwear was nowhere to be found. Yang Fan, who was holding her, was in the same state!

It was her own fault for being too passionate earlier and not realizing when Yang Fan had stripped her naked. Although there was no one around, Lin Jiaxin was still incredibly shy. The excitement of having sex in the wild came from the fear of being discovered at any moment, as well as the double stimulation of the body. Lin Jiaxin hadn't had time to think about these things earlier, but now that she had regained her senses, how could she allow herself to stand naked in front of Yang Fan? It would be fine in a closed bedroom, but here, what if she was exposed?

By the time the two of them were properly dressed, almost an hour had passed. Lin Jiaxin opened the door to the lounge and found several flight attendants pacing back and forth, their faces showing anxiety, seemingly worried about something.

Seeing the two suddenly emerge from the lounge, the flight attendants were visibly startled, seemingly unable to react for a moment, their mouths slightly agape as they stared blankly at the two.

Yang Fan smiled sheepishly, naturally understanding what was going on. It seemed the flight attendants trying to get back to the lounge couldn't open their doors and had gathered to discuss a solution. Now, seeing the two emerge—

a man and a woman—spending several hours in this confined space, anyone with a modicum of common sense would know what had happened, especially given Lin Jiaxin's flushed face and smooth skin. Anyone who had experienced something like this would recognize her!

However, accustomed to Lin Jiaxin's personality, they couldn't quite understand why she would suddenly do such a thing with a man, especially at 10,000 meters in the air.

Fortunately, the people in front of him were all female flight attendants, and there were no outsiders. Otherwise, who knows what might have happened!

Yang Fan knew that this was the time for him to slip away. Otherwise, facing a large group of good friends, Lin Jiaxin would definitely be even more embarrassed. So, he smiled slightly at the flight attendants and immediately made a hasty retreat...

Chapter 287 [Call Me Commander]

As soon as he returned to his seat, Yang Fan noticed that Lin Feng was staring at him with an extremely resentful look. That look was as if he had let Lin Feng down, making him feel uncomfortable all over.

"What's wrong? Is there something on my face? Why are you looking at me like that?"

Yang Fan shrugged and asked with a smile.

"Brother-in-law, you've eaten your fill, you should at least let your brother have some soup, right? Don't worry, I won't tell my sister about this, but you should at least ask that beautiful lady to introduce me to someone, right? Traveling is lonely!" "

..."

Yang Fan was speechless. It turned out that he was feeling unbalanced! But what could he do? If he hadn't suddenly run into Lin Jiaxin, wouldn't he have been in the same situation?

However, recalling his previous experiences, Yang Fan was still very satisfied. Not only did he meet Lin Jiaxin, but he also had a further conversation with her at 10,000 meters in the air. Most importantly, Lin Jiaxin finally opened her heart and agreed to let Yang Fan return to Dongfang Lan's place and wait for her to come back.

This was undoubtedly a huge gain for Yang Fan!

Glancing at Lin Feng, who was looking on expectantly, Yang Fan's heart stirred. Lin Jiaxin knew so many flight attendants; introducing one to him wasn't out of the question. Besides, while Lin Feng appeared mature on the surface, he still had the temperament of a child. If he had a girlfriend to keep him in check, perhaps he would mature a bit. This would be a good thing for Yang Fan, Lin Wan'er, and Lin Zhentian!

"How about this, I'll have her introduce you to someone later!"

With that thought, Yang Fan said.

"Really?"

Hearing this, Lin Feng's eyes lit up.

"Of course, why would I lie to you?"

"That's great! By the way, I like mature, beautiful, sexy, flirtatious… uh, no, flirtatious in bed, innocent outside of bed. Also, preferably not too old. Although I like mature women, lolis are also nice…" "

…"

Listening to Lin Feng's incessant rambling, Yang Fan simply closed his eyes to rest. Damn, who wouldn't like a woman like that? A slut in bed, a lady outside of bed? "Do you even have a chance with a girl like that?"

However, Yang Fan didn't discourage Lin Feng, choosing instead to ignore him and let him continue his daydreaming...

The journey quickly ended amidst Yang Fan's silence and Lin Feng's incessant daydreaming. When the two disembarked from the plane, two more people joined their group.

"Handsome, you're so strong!"

"Hehe, you flatter me, sister!"

Hearing the sweet voice beside him, Lin Feng felt a surge of excitement, as if he'd taken a stimulant. He hadn't expected Yang Fan to be so helpful; he'd only said he'd introduce him to a beautiful flight attendant, and soon he actually had.

The woman before him exuded a captivating sexiness. While not as alluring as Lin Jiaxin, she was still exceptionally beautiful. More importantly, this flight attendant possessed a mature and sexy body, yet had a baby face—exactly his type!

And what was most surprising was that this flight attendant actually lived there and was one of Lin Jiaxin's best friends. So, after getting off the plane, the four of them naturally walked together.

To impress his crush, Lin Feng disregarded his own abilities and carried all of Lin Jiaxin's luggage himself, along with the flight attendant's and Lin Jiaxin's luggage, refusing Yang Fan's help…

After only a few steps, he was already struggling to keep going, but the flight attendant hadn't gone far. He could only look at the smirking Yang Fan with a resentful expression, inching forward with difficulty…

“Handsome, we’re here, thank you!”

“Hehe, it’s nothing!”

Lin Feng chuckled, wiping the sweat from his brow.

“This is my phone number, you have to keep it safe, remember to come find me next time!”

“Don’t worry, don’t worry, I’ll definitely remember!”

“…”

Ignoring Lin Feng’s flirtatious banter with the flight attendant, Yang Fan and Lin Jiaxin stood in a corner not far away, looking at each other.

“When we get back this time, let’s go see Sister Lan, she misses you a lot!”

Looking at the lovely woman before him, Yang Fan said softly.

“Okay!”

Lin Jiaxin responded softly, her obedient appearance almost making Yang Fan unable to resist pulling her into his arms again.

After finally calming himself down, Yang Fan continued, "Don't worry, I'll be back soon!"

"I'll wait for you to come back!"

Hearing that touching voice, Yang Fan couldn't resist and hugged her tightly, wishing he could merge her into his own body…

After parting ways with Lin Jiaxin, the two took a taxi directly to an unknown dock. Yang Fan didn't know the specific route, but Lin Feng knew it very well, which saved Yang Fan some trouble.

As soon as they arrived at the dock, they saw a woman with a blank expression standing with several ordinary-looking young men carrying simple backpacks.

The woman wasn't particularly beautiful, but her attire was very appropriate. She had an office lady look: a white belted blazer, black cotton flared pants, and black high heels—a typical urban white-collar worker. However, her high ponytail made her stand out from the common short-haired white-collar workers, making her unforgettable at first sight.

"Hey, sir, you're here? Were you waiting for us?"

Lin Feng's eyes lit up at the sight of the woman, completely forgetting about the flight attendant from before!

Ignoring Lin Feng's attempt to strike up a conversation, the woman first noticed the two men, one carrying large bags and the other practically nothing, and then quickly stopped her stopwatch.

She glanced at them, expressionless, and said, "From the time you boarded in Yanjing, you've taken a total of three hours, thirty-six minutes, and forty-eight seconds, almost an hour later than I expected. I forgot to tell you beforehand that if you don't reach this place within four hours, you will automatically be disqualified."

Yang Fan and Lin Feng exchanged shocked glances. Just over twenty minutes could easily be wasted in a traffic jam. Lin Feng hadn't known such crucial information! The

initial amazement he felt upon seeing her had now transformed into rage. If he could, Lin Feng even wanted to burn her…clothes to the ground with his fury!

"From now on, I will be responsible for all your actions. Any violation of military orders will be severely punished. Disrespecting a superior is an even greater crime. Put any unnecessary luggage in that small boat; someone will take it and keep it for you in a while. I don't want to be stared at like a monkey when I get back to base!"

The woman's gaze swept past Yang Fan and coldly settled on Lin Feng, making him shiver.

"It's not like I wanted to bring it..."

Lin Feng muttered under his breath, but dared not disobey. The young men next to him were probably special forces soldiers selected from various units, just like them. Their luggage was packed in the shape of military packs, and although it didn't look like much, it probably contained just as much as he did.

But naturally, he didn't dare say these things to the woman. The woman's veiled threat was so obvious; she was clearly targeting him. Lin Feng didn't want to be kicked out before he even officially reported for duty.

Yang Fan himself hadn't brought anything except for a small bag that Lin Jiaxin had prepared for him. Even inside the backpack were only some snacks and treats; everything else was naturally inside the Buddha's relics.

However, even within the Buddha's relics, there wasn't much. Before coming, he had already considered that since Thousand-Layer Island was a secret national base, everything would be prepared, and bringing too much might be a burden.

But seeing the woman taking her anger out on Lin Feng, Yang Fan felt a little guilty.

"Miss, some of that luggage is mine,"

Yang Fan said, snatching several of the heavier backpacks from Lin Feng's hands.

With this balance, their luggage didn't seem much more than the other recruits.

"Remember, call me 'Commander' from now on! Now, get on the vehicle immediately!"

The woman stared coldly at Yang Fan for a long time before squeezing out these two words through gritted teeth, then jumped onto another medium-sized ferry, looking as if she had a deep-seated hatred for Yang Fan.

Several other recruits followed without hesitation. Afraid of being caught again, Lin Feng quickly pulled Yang Fan along and followed as well.

Yang Fan was speechless at the woman's attitude. He didn't know her at all, but judging from her demeanor, she clearly wanted to cause him trouble, which he found unbelievable. However, considering he would have to rely on her for the rest of the journey, he suppressed his displeasure.

The ferry didn't wait for anyone else; after they all boarded, it headed towards the unknown sea.

The waves were manageable near the shore, but after traveling a short distance, they began to rise. Lin Feng, who had initially been able to chat idly with Yang Fan, quickly became unable to withstand the ship's rocking and leaned against the railing, vomiting incessantly. The woman, after entering the cabin, fell silent, only now revealing a slight smile…

The waves on the sea grew larger and larger, and the ferry's rocking became increasingly severe, so severe that the new passengers began to wonder if the ferry would capsize in the giant waves.

Noticing the recruits' unstable emotions, the woman stood up and said, "Don't worry about the ship capsizing. This ferry has been specially modified; even crossing the strait and landing on an island nation won't be a problem."

While her words offered some reassurance, they couldn't stop their urge to vomit. One recruit after another rushed out of the cabin after Lin Feng, leaning against the railing to vomit.

Besides the woman and Yang Fan, only two other people were struggling to stay upright…

Chapter 288 [First Arrival on a Isolated Island]

The rocking of the waves didn't affect Yang Fan much. Years of assassin experience had long since made him accustomed to any harsh environment without flinching. Not only did he not experience seasickness, but he could even sit calmly in his seat with his eyes slightly closed, silently circulating the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique. Yang

Fan's calm reaction impressed the two recruits who were still struggling. Although they could barely avoid vomiting, they couldn't be as calm and composed as Yang Fan.

"I can't take it anymore!"

One of them was the first to give in and rushed out.

Heaven knows what's strange about this ferry? He'd experienced the same waves more than once, and he was certain he wouldn't get seasick, but this time, he was tossed around so much he vomited.

The last recruit seemed to want to get out too, but after glancing at Yang Fan, he gritted his teeth and persevered.

The waves didn't change much, but the ferry's rocking became increasingly severe.

"Attention everyone, we're about to reach the base. This last leg of the journey is extremely dangerous. You must secure yourselves firmly. If you accidentally fall into the sea and become shark food, don't blame me for not warning you."

Hearing the woman's warning, the last recruit's face changed, and he could no longer control himself, suddenly rushing out and vomiting violently.

Besides the woman, only Yang Fan was still able to sit upright in the cabin. There were many ropes along the ship's edge, making it easy to secure themselves.

The recruits clinging to the edge, hearing the woman's warning, quickly tied themselves up with the ropes. Lin Feng, whose arms and legs were weak from vomiting, also secured himself with their help.

"Hey bro, your buddy's got some nerve! I grew up by the sea, and even I couldn't keep going, but he's still sitting there perfectly still!"

Looking at Lin Feng's obese physique, one of them held back his words.

Anyone recruited into the secret base was an elite among elites. So what if he was a little overweight? Maybe he had exceptional abilities elsewhere! It's certainly admirable for someone to

excel in every aspect, but having some flaws is fine too. Through teamwork, they could achieve even greater combined strength.

The last person to rush out added, "Before I left, he looked exactly the same, not even changing his posture."

"Yeah, judging by our ages, we're probably much older than you guys. I'm from the 21st Special Operations Division. Which unit are you from? You're so amazing, it shouldn't be like this!"

"I'm from the Northeast Snow Wolf Division."

"I'm from the 33rd Field Division."

"I'm from the 104th Naval Division."

The others chimed in, Yang Fan's performance clearly earning their respect.

Lin Feng learned from them that they weren't ordinary people like Yang Fan. They all came from various Marine Corps units, some from elite divisions, some from elite companies, and some from special forces brigades. Except for the last recruit who came from the 212th Garrison Division (a Class B unit), the rest were all from Class A units!

This group of elites among elites, carefully selected elite soldiers, couldn't compare to a teenager, which made them incredibly curious about Yang Fan.

"Tell me, brother! Is your unit keeping secrets? Flying Dragon? Sword of South China? Black Beret? Eagle? Eastern Tiger? Southwest Eagle? None of those? That can't be right. I've heard that only a few units can train such outstanding child soldiers..."

One guy, clearly well-informed, couldn't help but speculate when he saw Lin Feng keeping his head down and remaining silent. However, he obviously overlooked one thing: compared to Yang Fan's performance, Lin Feng seemed far inferior...

Lin Feng was clearly also dissatisfied with his performance, but this dissatisfaction only flashed through his mind briefly before disappearing, because he thought of Yang Fan's monstrous strength!

Looking at their faces, Lin Feng carefully chose his words to avoid hurting them too much: "Well... actually, he's not from a military background..."

His words made these former elite veterans, now greenhorns, feel an urge to burst into tears. However, not a single word of the conversation outside reached Yang Fan's ears.

He had long since shut down his senses, and if he hadn't been patted so closely, he wouldn't have woken up at all. For him now, his only thought was to seize every moment to cultivate and become stronger... and the reason for becoming stronger was simple: to leave Thousandfold Lonely Island as soon as possible!

It has to be said that this thought was strange; he hadn't even truly entered Thousandfold Lonely Island yet he already wanted to leave. And yet, he had no choice but to go to Thousandfold Lonely Island...

If one had to give a reason, it could only be described as a gentle fragrance and a hero's grave. All of this was because of Yang Fan's burning desire to return...

The East Sea, since ancient times, has been shrouded in countless layers of mystery, such as the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, Sun Wukong crossing the sea to seek the Dao, and the legend of the East Sea Dragon Palace, etc. The vast East China Sea is said to be inhabited by countless immortals, leading emperors throughout history to seek elixirs of immortality overseas. For

example, during the Qin Dynasty, Xu Fu led three thousand boys and girls to the East China Sea in search of the elixir. In short, the East China Sea holds countless legends and endless dreams in the hearts of the Chinese people. Although the rapid development of science has gradually peeled away the veil of mystery surrounding the East China Sea, its secrets are still not fully known.

Within the East China Sea are countless islands of varying sizes, and in many places, numerous reefs prevent ships from truly venturing in. These areas form dead zones, inaccessible to ordinary people, and often shrouded in mysterious legends.

Especially among the fishermen near the East China Sea coast, those who make their living by fishing know that there are many places in the East China Sea that are off-limits. These places are either shrouded in mist year-round or riddled with hidden reefs. Ships that venture into these areas either lose their way or are completely destroyed. Over time, these places have become legendary, but no fishermen have ever dared to fish in them.

If he hadn't experienced it firsthand, Yang Fan would have found it hard to imagine that there were so many mysterious places in the vast East China Sea. Upon entering, they found themselves on a huge, isolated island formed by reefs. Calling it an isolated island isn't entirely accurate, as it's a group of hundreds of reefs, with a relatively large island at its very center.

These reefs, clustered together, resemble a giant shark from a distance, with the central island being the largest shark, surrounded by a school of sharks.

Within a hundred miles of these islands, mist permeates the air, remaining even in summer, forming a natural protective barrier. To Yang Fan's surprise, these reefs actually form subtle arrays, which, when combined, create a profound and mysterious array! While not a high-level array, its remarkable feature is its natural formation!

It's believed that even someone accidentally wandering in would lose their way and be transported away by this natural array. This array possesses no offensive power, yet it's perfectly suited for concealment. Moreover, if a master of array formations were to modify this natural array, even a Refining Spirit Realm expert would be unable to discover its secrets. Even a more powerful being who ventured within would likely not return!

"What a wonderful place!"

Taking a deep breath, Yang Fan noticed the water molecules here were incredibly concentrated. Cultivating here would indeed foster a gentle temperament and greatly reduce the possibility of qi deviation during cultivation, offering immeasurable benefits to the body. Furthermore

, the energy of the world here was abundant, far surpassing other places, making cultivation twice as effective. By all accounts, Yang Fan was extremely satisfied with everything before him.

After navigating a fog-covered area, the ferry finally arrived at a crescent-shaped island. The island was covered in lush forests, with rolling hills and occasional startled birds and running wild beasts. In comparison, there were far fewer man-made structures. It was more believable as a tourist resort than a military base. The base's gate was built between two hills, requiring minimal construction to form a sturdy barrier.

From the moment he stepped onto the island, Yang Fan felt an inexplicable sense of being watched. Regardless of his heightened senses, even an ordinary person could sense this blatant spying… no, perhaps provocation would be a more accurate description!

In the distance, a plume of white smoke, accompanied by a piercing screech, tore through the sky.

Upon seeing this, the woman's expression changed instantly. She quickly directed all her recruits to rush to a tall coconut tree, instructing them to dig out several supply packs.

To Yang Fan's slight surprise, there were exactly seven supply packs, one for each of them, including the woman's.

"Take out your weapons, put on full-body bulletproof vests, disengage the safety, and load your weapons. From this moment on, your lives are in your own hands!"

Her command was swiftly echoed by the six recruits from the military. A chorus of responses followed, and within seconds, they were wearing full-body bulletproof vests that covered their heads, checked their weapons, and assumed defensive stances.

In contrast, Yang Fan, who had received absolutely no military training, was clearly holding everyone back. He stared blankly at the supply pack, completely unsure of what to take first…

Chapter 289 [Absolute Instant Kill]

Yang Fan couldn't help but be bewildered. He was an expert in all kinds of cold weapons, but when it came to modern high-tech products, he was practically illiterate. He couldn't even distinguish the models, let alone use them!

Now, the woman was actually asking him to equip himself with such high-tech products, which was undeniably putting him in a difficult position!

It must be said that those with special forces backgrounds reacted much faster than ordinary people. In the brief moment Yang Fan was stunned, the others, including Lin Feng, were already fully armed.

Seeing that Yang Fan still didn't move, Lin Feng immediately understood. He saluted the woman before saying, "Reporting, sir, please allow me to help my comrade with his equipment!"

Upon hearing this, the woman gave Yang Fan a pointed look before continuing, "If this were a real battlefield, would you have time to help others? On the battlefield, every second is a matter of life and death. Tell me, how much time would you have to help others?"

Lin Feng was stunned. He wanted to argue, but every word she said was so reasonable that he couldn't object. However, in the current situation, how could he ignore Yang Fan?

Yang Fan smiled slightly, not particularly concerned. These things might be a great help to others, but to him, they were nothing more than a burden. Rather than wearing heavy, stiff equipment that slowed him down, he'd rather go empty-handed.

"Brother Lin, no need. I don't think these things are of any use to me. You should just take care of your own problems!"

"Hmph! You arrogant fool! These equipment are the latest high-tech secrets developed by the country. Even the equipment of the American space soldiers might not be as powerful as them. How dare you say they're useless to you?"

Yang Fan's words were only meant to reassure Lin Feng, but they unexpectedly provoked the female officer's displeasure. Her already cold face turned even more frosty.

Yang Fan didn't have much affection for this female officer to begin with, and hearing her say this, he couldn't help but laugh: "Is that so? I can easily tear apart ten or eight of these things. In my opinion, this level of defense is completely negligible. If you don't believe me, you can try!"

"You..."

Similarly, the female officer wanted to argue with Yang Fan, but she had nothing to say. Being able to be a commander on Thousandfold Isolated Island, she was naturally not an ordinary person. Even if her combat strength wasn't particularly strong, the people she came into contact with were not ordinary people either.

She knew, of course, that those who came to this isolated island were often the most abnormal of the abnormal. They could lift a bicycle, or even split mountains and rocks. These advanced products, in the eyes of ordinary people, held little deterrent power in their eyes!

However, as a soldier, her attachment to equipment was like that of a peerless swordsman to his weapon. Someone who looked down on his sword was looking down on his swordsmanship, or even on him as a person. Therefore, Yang Fan's words infuriated her.

Just then, a loud bang suddenly came from nearby, followed by the crackling of bullets.

"Get down! From now on, the assessment officially begins. You must enter this isolated island based on your own strength, otherwise you will be eliminated. Before coming here, you all signed a life-or-death waiver, so even if you die here, you have no recourse. From now on, life and death are in the hands of fate, wealth and honor are determined by heaven. Everything depends on yourselves!"

The female officer's voice rang out at the same time as the gunshots. Yang Fan and his companions also dropped to the ground. Standing in this empty space would make them easy targets, a fact well understood by all the elites from their respective units.

"A life-or-death document? What's that?"

Lying on the ground, Yang Fan looked at Lin Feng with confusion after hearing the female officer's words.

Seeing Yang Fan's gaze, Lin Feng smiled awkwardly, "It's like this, one of the requirements for registering for Thousand Layer Lonely Island is that once you register, it's like signing a life-or-death document. Inside, life and death are irrelevant; even if you're killed, no one will care!"

"Oh? How come I didn't know that?"

Hearing Lin Feng's explanation, Yang Fan immediately understood. The reason he didn't know was that Lin Feng was afraid he'd choose not to come after hearing this information, so he hadn't told him. But would he really be afraid for that reason? If so, wouldn't Lin Feng be underestimating him?

However, Yang Fan was not at all dissatisfied with Lin Feng setting a trap for him. After listening to the other party's explanation, his brain immediately began to work quickly.

Needless to say, because of that life-or-death contract, even if I were shot to death now, no one would care. In other words, the current assessment is a real life-or-death test, not a regular exercise. The enemy's bullets are also extremely dense...

Quickly analyzing everything in his mind, Yang Fan turned his gaze to the female officer beside him: "Sir, if we counterattack now and kill them, will we not bear any responsibility?"

"What?"

Upon hearing this, the female officer was stunned again, then sneered: "Did I hear that right? To tell you the truth, the ones intercepting us are the Wild Wolf Squad, the strongest fighting force on Thousand-Layer Lonely Island. Each of them has more than ten times the fighting power of an ordinary special forces soldier, not to mention their equipment."

"And now, the entire Wild Wolf Squad is intercepting us. Let alone the fact that we only have seven people now, even if there were seventy of them, we wouldn't be a match for them. What we need to do is figure out how to break through their interception smoothly, not to fight them head-on. Otherwise, we will be wiped out!"

Shaking his head, Yang Fan was speechless. This woman really talked a lot. He only asked one question, and she had already said so much. However, he still insisted on asking, "Sir, what I want to know is, if I kill them, will it affect the assessment?"

"It won't affect it. Not only will it not affect it, but if you can actually kill members of the Wild Wolf Squad, you'll receive an extra reward. As for the amount of the reward, it will be determined by the number of enemies killed. But don't blame me for not warning you, since the establishment of Thousand-Layer Island, there has never been a case of a new recruit counterattacking the Wild Wolf Squad. Although I admire your courage to be the first to try something new, I must say, your idea is very ignorant and foolish!"

Completely ignoring the other party's disdain, Yang Fan muttered to himself, "So, this game is mutual. They can hunt us, and we can hunt them in return. Since they don't value our lives, then don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Before the female officer could say anything more, Yang Fan suddenly sprang up from the spot. In that instant, he slammed his right palm into the ground. A fist-sized rock, accompanied by the enormous impact, shot into the sky.

As Yang Fan leaped into the air, he punched the rock. The fist-sized rock shattered with his immense force, but the fragments didn't fall to the ground. Instead, they were propelled outwards in several directions.

*Thud! Thud! Thud!* Several explosions rang out in mid-air as the fragments from Yang Fan's attack collided with bullets fired by the Wild Wolf Squad, exploding instantly. The bullets were deflected by the fragments, but the fragments were also shattered.

However, the situation didn't end there. The instant the fragments shattered, several other pieces of ore, moving faster than the bullets, broke through the encirclement and shot towards the direction from which the bullets had originated, like streaks of light.

Several muffled groans were heard, and from several patches of grass a hundred meters away from Yang Fan, several soldiers in camouflage uniforms tumbled out. Each of their uniforms bore a wolf's head insignia, indicating they were members of the Wild Wolf Squad. However, they had already been severely injured by the rubble Yang Fan had fired, their fates unknown!

"Hiss!"

Including the female officer, they all lay prone on the ground, unable to react for a long time. No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't comprehend what they had just witnessed. They had been suppressed by the enemy's firepower, unable to even lift their heads, yet in just a few seconds, their opponents had all been taken down.

The female officer, especially, knew how terrifying the Wild Wolf Squad was; she couldn't believe that all five members of the Wild Wolf Squad had been killed. With their strength, these five men could have easily ventured into Southeast Asian countries and escaped unscathed, yet now, they had been killed simultaneously and without any distinction between them!

At this moment, she didn't even have time to grieve for her comrades' sacrifice. Her mind was filled only with that slender figure still hovering in mid-air, instantly killing five members of the Wild Wolf Squad with a single move. Such strength was probably unmatched even by many in the base!

No wonder he disdained these equipment; indeed, with his strength, he didn't need them. He had only thrown a few stones, yet those stones had pierced through the fully armed Wild Wolf Squad…

At this moment, the female officer suddenly remembered Yang Fan's earlier words: "I can easily tear apart ten or eight of these things. In my opinion, this level of defense is completely negligible…"

Suddenly, the female officer began to worry about the Wild Wolf Squad. If they had such a killing god, how many elites would they lose on this mission?

Chapter 290 [Life and Death Contract]

"Life and death contract, what a life and death contract! Since that's the case, there

's no need to hold back. Since you want to play me for fools, don't blame me for being impolite. Brother Lin, let's go. I want to see just how strong this so-called Wild Wolf Team really is!" His body slowly descended from the sky, but Yang Fan's expression remained unchanged. In fact, because of the killing, a red light flickered in his eyes, and a chilling killing intent emanated from his body, making the surrounding people dare not look him in the eye.

"Hmm... Oh!"

At this moment, Lin Feng finally recovered from his previous shock and responded to Yang Fan, immediately following behind him.

"Let's go!"

Ignoring the female officer, Yang Fan waved his hand, leading Lin Feng directly into the nearby jungle.

He knew that those blocking his way ahead were not just the few he had just killed. To successfully pass through, the path ahead would be fraught with danger, and whether he could fight his way out was still unknown.

As for why he didn't bring the others, firstly, their presence wouldn't help him; instead, they would be a burden. Secondly, his presence would inevitably attract the enemy's attention, thus reducing their pressure and greatly increasing their chances of success.

On the battlefield, opportunities are fleeting, and Yang Fan had no time to explain. However, although the female officer had feelings for Yang Fan, she immediately understood his intentions.

However, Yang Fan's actions would undoubtedly attract the majority of the enemy's attack power, multiplying the danger he faced. The thought of the terrifying Wild Wolf Squad sent chills down her spine.

On Thousand-Layered Island, besides the members recruited every ten years, there was another unique group specializing in reconnaissance, sniping, assault, demolition, medical, and command skills.

In addition to their specialized skills, each member possessed the qualities to fight in various forms and weather conditions—land, sea, air, rain, and night. They were truly the best of the best.

This team has always been used to maintain order on Thousand-Layer Island and train new recruits. Perhaps their individual combat abilities aren't strong, but when they work together, they are absolutely invincible.

Today, the squad sent out by the Wild Wolf team, although the reserve team and the weakest in terms of strength, is only relatively strong. Any one member of the Wild Wolf team, if placed in an ordinary army, would be an elite.

But now, Yang Fan is going to face a small knife squad from the Wild Wolf team alone. Although she had just witnessed Yang Fan's abilities, she was still extremely worried about him. Moreover, Yang Fan's name was someone who needed special care from above; if something happened to him here, she would be the first to bear the blame!

But now, it was obviously too late to warn him, and besides, she didn't think she could control Yang Fan's thoughts. The only thing she could do now was protect the few people remaining around her!

The female officer, leading her fully armed team, had just left the vicinity of the coconut tree when a deafening explosion rang out. About a meter from the base, the coconut tree had been blasted in two by some unknown gunshot. The broken upper part of the tree crashed to the ground, sending dead branches and leaves flying everywhere, creating a large cloud of dust.

With that gunshot, all hope vanished. The consequences of that shot on them were obvious.

"Move!"

the female officer shouted, leading the charge and issuing commands to the recruits in various coordinated actions.

"Watch out for the ground!"

she whispered, ordering one of the recruits leading the advance to stop and quickly jump back.

Suddenly, the ground ahead, which had been intact, had split open with a huge gash, deep and dark, its depth impossible to discern.

"It leads straight to the sea. If you fall in, you won't be able to climb back up!"

Hearing the female officer's explanation, everyone looked at the gash and secretly wiped away a cold sweat.

"There wasn't a single sign! This trap is incredibly well-made! Much better than ours!"

The new recruit who spoke was, in fact, an expert at digging traps. Just now, even he thought it was safe ahead!

"Who says otherwise!"

"Don't just chat! The enemy's attack could come from anywhere—in the air, in the trees, on the ground, underground, even from the rocks and trees!"

The female officer's words sounded exaggerated, but no one objected; they even thought she wasn't exaggerating.

"Take cover!"

Before they'd taken two steps, the female officer's timely reminder saved several team members' lives.

Having just set foot on the island, they were immediately attacked and faced several close calls, which made the female officer quite embarrassed.

"Such a grand welcoming ceremony, you must have had a lot of fun, right?"

The female officer gritted her teeth as she secretly considered countermeasures. Leading several new recruits forward, she couldn't think about Yang Fan and his companion's safety.

The enemy's attack had finally arrived! Until this moment, apart from the female officer, no one knew who their enemy was.

"Rat-a-tat-tat!"

"Take cover!"

As the gunfire rang out, the female officer and the recruits dropped to the ground together, narrowly avoiding being hit.

The female officer gritted her teeth, her voice turning icy: "You, break through from the front, create an opening. You, you, you, cover him! You, you, flank me from the side!"

"Yes, sir!"

Under the female officer's barrage of orders, the recruits reacted swiftly, shifting their formation to the left and right, preparing to attack.

"Cover me!"

the recruit in charge of the breakthrough shouted, and three streams of fire instantly intertwined, creating a path for him.

He roared, raised his gun, and fired a series of three shots, then paused, charging forward while firing back towards the spot where he had fired earlier, his imposing presence unmatched.

The female officer, flanking from the side, saw this and her face darkened. He paused briefly, then suddenly accelerated, leading the two new recruits forward.

In the nearby dense forest, Yang Fan, protecting Lin Feng, hadn't gone far and could clearly see everyone's reactions from their perspective. He was wondering why the new recruits who had broken through were performing their movements, their momentum, and their routes so well, while the female officer had that expression.

Suddenly, a faint gunshot rang out. The new recruit who hadn't gone far abruptly stopped, blood gushing from his front and back, before collapsing to the ground.

"Hu Bing!"

The three new recruits providing cover roared almost simultaneously, the gunfire slightly disrupted, and all their eyes turned bloodshot.

As soldiers, they understood and cherished camaraderie even more than Yang Fan, and felt the pain even more deeply. But their military duty prevented them from acting impulsively; they could only roar and fiercely return fire towards the source of the gunfire.

"Avenge Hu Bing!"

"Cover me, I'm going to drag Hu Bing back!"

"Okay!"

Without the female officer restraining them, the soldiers' sense of responsibility prevented them from acting impulsively. However, the surging anger in their chests still led them to make irrational choices.

Yang Fan silently observed all of this, both saddened by Hu Bing's death and deeply moved by the soldiers' strong emotions. However, he had a strange feeling; he felt that the trip to the isolated island of a thousand layers... shouldn't have been like this!

The chaos of war prevented him from concentrating fully on thinking, and besides, thinking wasn't his forte; most of the time, he relied on instinct to grasp the truth of events.

"Ah, I'll kill you beasts!"

The recruit responsible for covering jumped out, firing a burst of shots ahead, while another recruit crouched and darted out, dodging as he moved towards Hu Bing's corpse.

"Not good!"

Yang Fan suddenly felt a chill!

Just as Yang Fan noticed the anomaly. Almost simultaneously, a muffled cannon blast exploded in mid-air, shrapnel scattering wildly among the recruits.

After the crackling sounds, the three recruits who couldn't dodge in time collapsed to the ground, covered in blood, lifeless. Yang Fan gasped, not thinking twice, and dragged Lin Feng backward!

Four recruits had fallen, and the enemy was still out of sight. This could only mean the enemy possessed too many advantages that their side lacked.

Yang Fan circulated his inner energy, maintaining peak condition, dragging Lin Feng along as they ran, observing their surroundings. Suddenly, sensing something, Yang Fan, without thinking, threw several pieces of gravel forward, firing a standard three-round burst, then pulled Lin Feng and rolled to the side.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

The bullets barely struck the spot where Yang Fan and Lin Feng had been standing, embedding themselves in the soil.

A tree trunk in the distance trembled, and a corpse fell with a "thud," three small, triangular holes appearing in its chest and abdomen. Yang Fan's divine strike—all three pebbles hit their mark perfectly!

Having successfully killed another enemy, Yang Fan breathed a slight sigh of relief. His opponent was stronger than he had imagined. If he were alone, he wouldn't have taken him seriously, but now Lin Feng was by his side. A former special forces soldier, Lin Feng was considered a master by ordinary people, but in this place, his own safety was clearly a problem. Therefore, he had to ensure Lin Feng's safety!

"No, there must be many snipers ahead. If we rush in rashly, even if I'm safe, Brother Lin might not be able to escape. It seems we need to choose a different path!"

After scanning the surroundings, Yang Fan finally decided on a direction opposite to the base gate and rushed in with Lin Feng...

05-02
Chapter 291 [Capturing the Enemy]

In the jungle, the mist swirled, and the humid air was refreshing. However, Yang Fan and Lin Feng dared not be careless. Lin Feng's breathing was even a little rapid, clearly indicating that he was under immense psychological pressure.

Although he was a special forces soldier and had undergone rigorous training, he clearly hadn't experienced a real battlefield or real death. Watching Yang Fan take several lives with a wave of his hand, and seeing those who had been chatting with him just moments before also die on the spot, it was remarkable that he didn't break down.

Yang Fan completely understood Lin Feng's reaction. It was perfectly normal for someone who had never killed anyone to react this way when suddenly witnessing living beings perish. Thinking back, hadn't he gone through the same thing himself?

However, at this moment, he had no time to comfort Lin Feng. In this unknown world before them, who knew how many dangers and enemies lay ahead? A single misstep could very well lead them down the same path as those new recruits.

However, just as Yang Fan took down the enemy, several shouts and curses echoed from a dense forest.

"Damn it! How is this possible? Number Seven actually got taken down by those rookies?"

"Damn! Our elite squad, the First Platoon, took on a bunch of rookies and still lost a few of them. If the other squads knew, they'd laugh themselves to death!"

"Number Three, Number Four, shut up! If any of you underestimate the enemy and tarnish the entire squad's reputation, I'd be happy to let them know why I'm called Number One!"

These words silenced the others, who didn't dare utter a single word.

Seeing that they were quiet, Number One continued, "The one who just attacked must be the strongest among them. Number Three, Number Four, take half your team and wipe him out. The rest of you, focus on the remaining rookies. The Wild Wolf Squad's reputation is ruined by our own hands; we must wash away our shame with the enemy's blood. Otherwise, even if I don't punish you, the captain won't let you off!"

"Yes..."

On the other side, the female officer's flank attack also encountered trouble. Fortunately, through several firefights with the other side, she figured out the situation and realized which squad from the Wild Wolf team was "welcoming" her group.

While the squad she was facing wasn't the Wild Wolf's true ace, their strength was far beyond what her rookie team could handle.

Moreover, with only seven of them against a complete Wild Wolf squad, this reporting performance was likely to end in total annihilation!

"Killing one is better than nothing; we have to gain something. Otherwise, those guys will probably laugh at me again, saying I'm an incompetent leader! Besides, that kid already took down a few; I can't let a rookie's performance surpass mine, can I?"

The female officer gritted her teeth, preparing to implement a new risky strategy…

From the first gunshot, Lin Feng had been in a daze, completely becoming Yang Fan's burden. He followed behind Yang Fan, entirely dependent on Yang Fan pulling him along, rather than moving naturally.

The two headed in the opposite direction from the base, gradually entering a dense jungle. The surrounding fog obscured their vision, making it impossible to see clearly, even for Yang Fan.

They walked one after the other, but suddenly, Yang Fan turned and, with a flick of his wrist, slashed at Lin Feng's head without warning.

The indifferent gaze, the chilling killing intent, and the powerful force sent a chill down Lin Feng's spine. He wanted to resist, but he found himself completely immobilized by Yang Fan's aura.

"Brother-in-law, you…"

Lin Feng was about to speak when a muffled groan came from behind him, and Yang Fan withdrew his hand.

Seeing Yang Fan's nonchalant expression, Lin Feng shuddered, then frantically patted himself down, making sure he was unharmed. Only then did he rush to Yang Fan and deliver two powerful punches.

"Brother-in-law, you scared me to death! If my heart wasn't strong, you would have really scared me to death!"

Yang Fan smiled slightly, pointed behind him, and said, "Another one taken down."

Lin Feng turned around and was shocked to see a body in camouflage lying behind him. Like the others Yang Fan had killed before, and even himself, the body was covered from head to toe, revealing nothing that could identify him.

"Brother-in-law... should we check it out? Maybe we can find something?"

Hearing Lin Feng's suggestion, Yang Fan nodded without hesitation. Gathering intelligence was Lin Feng's forte, and this was the perfect task for him.

"I'll keep watch. You go search the body."

After saying that, Yang Fan walked to the side.

In order not to disturb Lin Feng's actions, Yang Fan deliberately expanded the vigilance range, spreading outward little by little from Lin Feng as the center. As a result, before he could find anything unusual, Yang Fan encountered a new enemy.

"Chirp, chirp!"

Two sudden sniper shots nearly struck Yang Fan's heart, but luckily he sensed them in time and rolled to the side.

Using the ground as a springboard, Yang Fan leaped up, grabbing two leaves from the ground and simultaneously firing them towards the source of the bullets.

Exhausted, Yang Fan landed, rolled a few times, and listened intently, but detected no further movement from his opponent. Yang Fan clearly felt that his two shots had hit his opponent, but the impact was poor; he suspected he hadn't struck any vitals.

"Hiss!"

Yang Fan took a deep breath, concealing himself as he advanced towards his opponent's position.

If he was quick enough, this time, he might be able to capture one alive! With a survivor, he wouldn't have to be blind anymore! Fighting without even knowing who he was fighting was incredibly frustrating!

Number Three, hiding behind a large tree, a dagger dangling from his mouth, grimace as he tightened the bandages on his leg.

"Damn, this freak is really strong. Two leaves hitting this combat suit feel just like real bullets!"

"Number Three! What are you doing? Look behind you!"

"Whoosh!"

Just as the warning came through Number Three's earpiece, Yang Fan's attack arrived instantly. Number Three quickly rolled, simultaneously pulling out the dagger he was holding in his mouth and throwing it.

Yang Fan slightly shifted his side, caught the dagger, and with a backhand flick, landed it just on Number Three's neck.

Number Three's heart tightened, and he quickly stopped rolling. Being hit by leaves was still manageable, but being slashed by a dagger would be fatal!

"Damn it! We planned everything, but we never expected this kid could get close to us! We knew this was just a welcoming ceremony, a test of the new recruits' skills, but they didn't know that! We never expected such an anomaly. It would be a joke if he actually died!"

Number Three leaped up, a bitter smile creeping across his face. His leg injury made his jump less agile than before.

Yang Fan, in time with Number Three, had already placed his fingers on the man's throat.

"Drop your weapon! Don't make any rash moves!"

Number Three's hand, reaching for his waist, froze slightly, his bitter smile deepening.

The opponent's movements were far faster than he'd anticipated. Although he wasn't a skilled close-combat scout, his skills were still elite-level. To be so thoroughly outmaneuvered by a new recruit was truly humiliating!

Now that he was in Yang Fan's hands, Number Three had given up any thought of escaping. He calmly looked at Yang Fan and said, "Go ahead and do it. No matter what you ask, I won't say anything."

Yang Fan smiled slightly and said, "It doesn't matter whether you tell me or not. First, take off your hood."

Number Three's heart tightened suddenly. If that secret were exposed, this welcoming ceremony would truly become a complete farce. At that point, not only the team leader, but even the battalion commander would likely not spare him!

"If you've got the guts, reveal it yourself!"

Number Three roared, suddenly stepping forward and attacking fiercely.

Yang Fan had already anticipated his sudden attack. He tightened his grip on Number Three's throat, and at the same time, his arm bent, his elbow slamming into Number Three's arm, causing him to groan in pain. Immediately afterward, Yang Fan delivered a chop to Number Three's neck, subduing him to the ground.

After tossing the unconscious Number Three aside, Yang Fan picked up the supply bag Number Three had placed to the side, rummaged through it, found the reins, and tied him up tightly.

Inside the supply bag were many things that looked familiar to Yang Fan. He had a vague question in his mind, but the deaths of the new recruits and the enemies made him feel that his guess was too absurd.

Shaking his head, Yang Fan banished the thought from his mind. Dragging Number Three along with one hand and carrying the supply pack in the other, he headed towards Lin Feng's location.

"I've been entangled with this guy for a while now. I hope Brother Lin is alright!"

Yang Fan moved quickly, and Number Three's condition was naturally far from pleasant. Being dragged along meant constantly coming into contact with dry branches and thorns, and occasionally bumping into rocks—it was truly unbearable.

"You brat, if I become your instructor, see how I deal with you!"

Yang Fan naturally hadn't expected that before he had even officially entered the base, a base member already "extremely eager" to become his instructor.

"Brother-in-law, don't come any closer!"

Just as he feared, Yang Fan, worried about Lin Feng's safety, tried his best to save time, but he was still a step too slow…

Chapter 292 [Hostage Exchange]

"You're really not obedient at all. Luckily, you ran into me, not Number One, otherwise, your head would be blown to bits!"

A gun emerged from behind Lin Feng, tapping him a few times on the forehead as punishment for his "naughtiness." Then, this enemy, who refused to show himself, changed his tone and said to Yang Fan, "Put down your weapon and come over obediently. I can guarantee you and your teammates will be safe!"

Yang Fan threw Number Three, whom he was carrying, to the ground, stomped on him, and waited for him to groan before smiling slightly: "You seem to have misunderstood the situation. You're not the only hostage. By the way, this guy under my feet has a leg injury and is bleeding a lot. If he doesn't get treatment in time, he might die!"

Number Seven, hiding behind Lin Feng, looked very grim. He had already learned that Number Three had been captured. Little did he know, Number Three had suffered a serious injury, specifically to the leg!

"Damn it! How could this happen? How could Number Three be so unlucky, encountering even a one-in-ten-thousand chance of 'armor penetration'!"

The energy provided by the simulated combat suit focused on protecting the head and torso, offering relatively weaker protection for the limbs. When using simulated ammunition, there was a small probability of the protection failing, a phenomenon jokingly referred to by the base members as "armor penetration." Just when they thought they could finish off this troublesome opponent and end today's mission, Yang Fan, that hothead, not only captured Number Three but also luckily encountered the "armor penetration" chance, injuring Number Three's body.

Number Seven was not only frustrated but also in a dilemma. Letting Lin Feng go and letting Yang Fan go so easily felt somewhat unwilling.

A formidable elite squad, facing a rookie squad, had been so humiliated; how could they live up to the name "Wild Wolves" if they didn't leave them with a memorable experience?

"Fine, you win! Come on, let's exchange hostages!"

Number Seven shoved Lin Feng, already having a plan in mind.

Lin Feng looked at Yang Fan, his eyes filled with guilt: "Brother-in-law, I'm so sorry, I've dragged you down again..."

Yang Fan smiled slightly, not taking it to heart at all: "What's there to drag down? Your strengths aren't in this!"

Lin Feng's eyes flickered upon hearing this; speaking of strengths, he had indeed made some special discoveries. He glanced back at Number Seven.

The other party didn't notice his expression and shoved him again: "What are you looking at? Even if you're strong, you're no match for me!"

Hearing Number Seven's rebuke, Lin Feng quickly lowered his head, but a smug, lewd smile flashed across his lips: "Looks like he has no idea about what I found on that 'corpse'! Hmph, I'll expose your tricks, but... not now!"

Number Seven pushed Lin Feng closer to Yang Fan, seeing the other party casually dragging Number Three around like a torn sack, swinging him around carelessly, he couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy for Number Three.

"This newbie is really not to be underestimated!"

While feeling sorry for Number Three, Number Seven was also relieved that he wasn't the one responsible for luring Yang Fan. Otherwise, he'd probably be lying on the ground right now, being tossed around like a tattered sack.

Yang Fan deliberately tossed Number Three around to attract Number Seven's attention and prevent him from making any dirty moves. He wasn't afraid that Number Seven would use those tricks on him; he was confident that Number Seven couldn't hurt him at all. But after all, Lin Feng was still in Number Seven's hands, so he couldn't help but be hesitant.

Yang Fan silently calculated the distance between them, and after estimating it was about right, he shouted, "Stop! You can stay where you are now. You don't need to move any further. Please let go of my teammate and let him walk on his own. After he takes ten steps, I'll throw your companion to you."

Number Seven clenched his fists inwardly; releasing his fist at this distance would be a bit troublesome!

"How can that be? My companion is seriously injured. At this distance, if he gets hurt while being thrown, even if I kill you, it won't help. In my opinion, we need to close the distance by five more steps!"

Yang Fan frowned slightly and thought for a moment, deciding it wouldn't have a big impact. It was only five steps; even if the other party made any small moves, he would have plenty of time to react.

"Alright, you can take five more steps forward, but you need to untie his hands and feet first!"

Number Three was tightly bound, and Lin Feng wasn't in much better shape. Moreover, compared to Yang Fan's simple method, Number Seven's binding method was practically an art.

A thin but strong rope bound his hands and legs simultaneously, allowing him to move, walk, and perform some simple movements, but preventing him from escaping. Even walking a little too fast would cause him to trip and fall. Such a technique was not something an ordinary person could use.

"Untie me now, you're strangling me!"

Lin Feng nodded repeatedly, cursing himself for being so foolish. He'd only remembered something so important because Yang Fan had to remind him.

Without a word, Number Seven swiftly pulled on a section of the rope binding Lin Feng, instantly snapping the entire rope and freeing him.

The seemingly intricate knot had been easily untied with just a slight pull. Lin Feng was stunned and regretted his earlier struggle.

The knot that had caused him so much pain with just a struggle was so easy to untie!

"I've done as you said. I hope you'll keep your promise!"

Number Seven pushed Lin Feng five steps forward, letting him run towards Yang Fan, only coldly reminding Yang Fan. Seeing

how readily the other party agreed, Yang Fan wasn't about to play the villain. He picked up Number Three and tossed him about five or six steps away from Number Seven.

Number Seven thought to himself: Now!

Taking advantage of Yang Fan's opportunity to throw out Number Three, he suddenly flicked his wrist, and a large net swept towards Lin Feng.

Lin Feng was jogging along, and just when he thought he could reach Yang Fan, the situation suddenly changed. In a flash, he was caught in the net and then bounced back like a dead dog.

"I knew you'd make a move!"

Yang Fan showed no panic. Taking advantage of the gap in Number Seven's attack, he quickly acted as well, rushing between him and Lin Feng in a few strides, grabbing the net tightly, and at the same time, his true energy suddenly erupted!

"Kid, your reaction is quick enough. Unfortunately, you've run into not the reckless and belligerent Number One, but me, Number Seven!"

Number Seven casually tossed aside the net and instantly drew a pistol from his waist, firing a beautiful double burst at Yang Fan.

Almost simultaneously, Yang Fan felt a chill in his heart. A tremor surged from the depths of his heart, causing him to involuntarily roll on the ground, narrowly dodging Number Seven's sudden attack.

Number Seven had complete confidence in his marksmanship. The bullet impact marks also fully confirmed his confidence. Unfortunately, the bullets, almost overlapping in impact point, were dodged by Yang Fan with lightning speed; both shots missed!

Even with Yang Fan's strong heart, dodging Number Seven's two sudden shots caused a jolt of fear and a cold sweat to break out.

However, his previous actions weren't entirely without effect; at least, the supposedly high-tech net was forcibly shattered by his true energy, and Lin Feng was freed.

In a flash, several thoughts flashed through Yang Fan's mind, and he quickly made a decision. True energy circulated rapidly within him, and he charged towards Number Seven at lightning speed.

The simultaneous misses shocked Number Seven, and his expression turned extremely ugly.

"Damn it! How can this kid be so troublesome?"

The original plan had clearly deviated from its course due to Yang Fan's appearance. And the outcome was beginning to become uncontrollable.

If they couldn't eliminate Yang Fan, this unstable factor, as soon as possible, their squad might be completely wiped out once the other team leaders and their rookies landed!

At that point, the idea of letting the rookies experience real combat and learn a lesson would be a complete joke!

Missing two shots, Number Seven quickly adjusted his mindset and fired again. Unexpectedly, the target in front of him only flickered before Yang Fan vanished from his spot.

"Not good!"

A warning flashed through Number Seven's mind, and he quickly took a step back. A fist suddenly appeared, less than three centimeters from Number Seven's chest!

The violent force of the punch made Number Seven's chest feel tight for a while.

"Luckily I dodged quickly. If this kid had punched me, it would have hurt much more than being hit by several simulated bullets!"

Before Number Seven's relief could dissipate, Yang Fan had already gripped the muzzle of his pistol.

"Trying to take my gun? No way!"

Number Seven slammed the trigger, but unexpectedly, Yang Fan had already pressed the safety first, and no matter how he pulled, no bullet would fire.

"Die!"

Seeing this, Number Seven roared, drawing a short blade from his waist and thrusting it at Yang Fan, forcing him to let go.

How could Yang Fan dare to let go? If Number Seven regained control of the pistol and locked onto Lin Feng, even with his superior martial arts skills, he wouldn't be able to protect him properly.

"Brother Lin, go pick up his gun!"

Yang Fan gripped the gun tightly, using only one hand to entangle with Number Seven's short blade. For a moment, the two were evenly matched, neither able to gain the upper hand. However,

when Number Seven heard that Yang Fan was actually ordering Lin Feng to pick up the gun, his heart tightened slightly.

Several members of the Wild Wolf Squad had already been taken down. If Number Three and he were to be killed here as well, this test would be over!

To inflict such heavy losses on a group of rookies who had just landed on the island is simply unacceptable!

Chapter 293 [Rope Binding Technique]

"Number Three, can you still move?"

Number Seven, though anxious, remained calm. He called out to Number Three, who was lying on the ground, while simultaneously preparing to disengage from Yang Fan.

Once he was certain Number Three was beyond saving, he would retreat immediately!

Number Seven spoke in a low voice into the communicator on his shoulder, thinking he was being discreet, but he didn't expect that Yang Fan had already removed the communicator from Number Three and put it on himself.

Hearing Number Seven's words, Yang Fan's heart stirred slightly. He deliberately slowed his movements and swayed to the side, subtly swiping at the supply pack on Number Seven's waist, then revealing the route to Number Three.

Not receiving an immediate response from Number Three didn't bother Number Seven.

When he saw Yang Fan's opening, he was overjoyed. Without thinking, he suddenly exerted force, attacking with both hands simultaneously. As he thrust his short blade at Yang Fan, he also removed the magazine from his pistol.

As Yang Fan retreated slightly, he suddenly darted out, sprinting towards Number Three.

Yang Fan wasn't in a hurry, letting Number Seven approach Number Three. At this moment, Lin Feng had just struggled out of the net and hadn't even had time to grab the gun on the ground.

"You're really slow!"

Looking at Lin Feng's movements, Yang Fan shook his head slightly, but leisurely took out a magazine and loaded it into his pistol. This magazine was what he had taken from Number Seven.

"If I were you, maybe I'd gamble on the chances of me missing."

Yang Fan said, firing three shots, creating three deep holes in a triangular pattern in front of Number Seven.

Number Seven froze, his body stiffening on the spot.

"How is this possible? You... how do you have bullets?"

The rookies were only issued a gun for self-defense; they had no other firearms. The fear was that some of the recruits might be experts with bullets and see through the flaws in the simulated bullets.

But Number Seven couldn't understand how Yang Fan had the bullets they used. He had personally witnessed Yang Fan drop Number Three's supply pack on the ground!

Yang Fan approached Number Seven step by step, smiled, and said, "Open your supply pack, and you'll know, won't you? But I advise you to slow down, otherwise, I can't guarantee the gun won't go off accidentally!"

Number Seven indeed slowly opened his supply pack, and after only the first touch, he knew the answer. For easier loading, he habitually placed the fully loaded magazine on top of the supply pack. In battle, even saving a fraction of a second could be the difference between life and death. But now, the magazine that had been there was nowhere to be found!

"Well? Understand? If you understand, then please take out the reins and tie a knot around your feet!"

Yang Fan pointed his gun at Number Seven, making him tie himself up.

At this moment, Lin Feng finally got his gun from the ground and walked over.

Forced by circumstances, Number Seven desperately tried to think of a way while helplessly tying his feet together. He wouldn't choose to fight Yang Fan to the death unless absolutely necessary.

If he were hit in a vital spot, the combat suit would instantly lock him in place, resulting in a truly humiliating record. And that wasn't the most important thing; the most important thing was that this monster in front of him was clearly a legendary ancient martial artist. Their true energy could completely penetrate the combat suit and genuinely injure them. But if he was just bound, at least there was still hope of rescue!

Pointed at by two guns, Number Seven ultimately had no chance to escape. Meanwhile, Number Three, who had been silently cutting the reins with a special tool, was noticed by Yang Fan. Not only was his tool taken away, but Lin Feng also tied him and Number Seven together in an extremely complex knot.

"Brother Lin, your binding method is quite unique. Just looking at it makes me dizzy. Who taught you that?"

Yang Fan stood to the side, looking at the knot on Number Seven and Number Three, feeling slightly puzzled.

Lin Feng chuckled and said, "Who else could I have learned it from? Japanese adult films! This is a rope bondage technique!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Fan patted Lin Feng's shoulder, letting out a knowing laugh, and then dragged Number Seven and Number Three to a tree.

An open area was simply not safe enough. Even now, Yang Fan still didn't know who his enemy was, or how many accomplices he had.

After settling Number Seven and Number Three down, Yang Fan asked Lin Feng, "Brother Lin, how did it go? Did you find any clues on that corpse?"

Lin Feng replied with a grave expression, "I discovered a strange detail, which I just verified on them, but... I'm afraid you won't believe me if I tell you!"

Yang Fan's expression also turned serious: "Tell me! Even if I don't believe anyone else, I won't disbelieve you!"

Hearing this, Lin Feng's expression relaxed slightly: "To be honest, this detail is also related to the female officer who led us here! I don't know if you noticed, but below the female officer's belt, there's a teardrop pattern with a missing corner. The pattern is small, but very delicately embroidered, and the color is a rather inconspicuous blue. Look here on them!"

Yang Fan looked at the spot where Lin Feng had pulled back the belt, and sure enough, he found the exact same pattern on the same spot on the waists of Number Seven and Number Three.

The bound Number Seven and Number Three exchanged a glance and smiled bitterly at each other.

"Underestimating the enemy is indeed the greatest original sin!"

The captain always had this phrase on his lips, and almost every member of the Wild Wolf Squad knew it. Many took it to heart, but only they themselves knew how deeply.

"Gentlemen, at this point, is there still any need to hide anything?"

Yang Fan had originally planned to kill Number Seven and Number Three after obtaining information from them, to avenge his comrades.

Although he hadn't known the other recruits for long, they were already considered comrades, and avenging them was only right. But now it seemed things weren't so simple!

Number Seven and Number Three exchanged a glance, and Number Seven spoke first: "Let me tell you! Yes, you probably guessed it already, those comrades you eliminated earlier weren't actually dead. Yes, in fact, even if you shot me in the heart, or if you were shot in the heart, you wouldn't die!"

"Are you kidding me? Our bulletproof vests are like paper, how could they not kill us?"

It was Lin Feng who spoke. After seeing several new recruits fall, he had become more cautious and, instead of wearing a bulletproof vest, fired several shots at it.

"Look, this piece of junk is riddled with holes from my bullets, how can it stop bullets?"

Seeing the tattered bulletproof vest Lin Feng pulled out, Number Seven and Number Three's expressions changed.

They didn't know whether to call Lin Feng clever or an idiot. Fortunately, neither of them considered Lin Feng a primary target and didn't fire immediately. If they had, things would have been much more complicated!

Number Seven, thoroughly exasperated, said weakly, "Please take off your clothes and put this bulletproof vest on properly! I think that way you'll be able to clearly see the change!"

Lin Feng was somewhat indignant and wanted to argue a bit more. But then Yang Fan said, "Brother Lin, you try it!"

Lin Feng immediately stopped talking, took off his coat, and put the bulletproof vest on himself. Sure enough... the originally tattered bulletproof vest immediately changed after Lin Feng put it on.

"How... how could this be?"

Looking at the bulletproof vest that slowly became brand new, Lin Feng couldn't believe it.

Number Seven ignored Lin Feng's expression and said again, "Shoot yourself once, tell me how it feels, and then take off the bulletproof vest and see if you're injured."

Lin Feng looked at himself, then at the gun in his hand, hesitated for a long time, and still didn't dare to make a move.

Yang Fan smiled slightly, took the gun from Lin Feng, raised his hand, and fired a shot at Number Seven. With a muffled groan, after a short wait, they unbuttoned his clothes, removed his bulletproof vest, and searched the areas where bullet holes should have been, but found nothing.

"You're ruthless!"

Number Seven watched helplessly as Yang Fan's actions completely treated him, the instructor, like an animal, yet he was powerless to resist.

At this moment, Yang Fan's doubts were finally resolved.

"So, my previous guess was correct. You and that female officer are teammates? I've seen everything in your supply packs, and not only seen it, I've used it!"

Having already said so much, Number Seven wasn't afraid of being scolded by the captain. He'd already lost face; a little more embarrassment wouldn't matter.

"That's right, we're members of the Wild Wolf Squad, just like Number Twenty-Two. We belong to Squad Twelve, and your leader belongs to Squad Goddess. This test you're facing isn't a real life-or-death test. It's just a recruit test to assess the true strength of you rookies. It's a tradition at our base; we've always done it this way."

Number Seven said, glancing at Lin Feng, and added, "However, I've never met a guy as suspicious of his superior and so self-righteous as him. If he'd been shot, things wouldn't have been so easy." "You're just locked in by the simulated combat suit, only in a state of suspended animation, not actually going to die!"

Lin Feng was terrified upon hearing this, but still stubbornly retorted, "What?! Just because the officer says it doesn't mean it's true! Blindly believing authority will turn you into a complete idiot! Besides, who knows if what you're saying is true or false?"

Yang Fan thought for a moment, nodded to Number Seven and Number Three, and smiled, "Thank you for the information, I know what to do."

He helped Number Seven put the simulated combat suit back on, and Number Seven had a vague suspicion: "You don't mean to..."

"Bang! Bang!"

Four gunshots rang out in quick succession, interrupting Number Seven's words and startling Lin Feng...

Chapter 294 [Whip the Corpse]

Looking at Number Seven and Number Three, who were lying on the ground with blood splattered everywhere, Lin Feng's face turned pale: "Brother-in-law... what if what they said was false? Wouldn't we have really killed someone?"

Yang Fan smiled faintly: "So what if we killed someone? Don't forget what organization we joined. From now on, for us, killing is our job!"

Lying on the ground in a state of suspended animation, Number Seven and Number Three, although unable to see, speak, or move, could still think and hear.

"This kid's ruthless!"

Yang Fan added, "Besides, killing them is avenging our comrades, it's only right. Don't just stand around, fire a few shots at their corpses, it'll give you a good kick."

Lin Feng: "...Isn't that like desecrating corpses?"

Yang Fan said, "You have to see some blood, otherwise, how can you adapt to this job? If you don't do it, next time I'll catch another one and you'll shoot him dead!"

"Okay...I'll do it! I'll do it!"

Upon hearing this conversation, Number Seven burst into tears: "That little bastard, what does he take the Wild Wolf Squad for? We're the elite! He should have run into Number Eight sooner! Let him take you out of the way with a single long-range shot!"

"Rat-a-tat-tat! Rat-a-tat-tat-tat!"

Lin Feng, holding the machine gun, opened fire with his eyes closed, firing wildly. Before he knew it, he had emptied a whole magazine, still pulling the trigger, the bolt clicking loudly.

"Alright!"

Yang Fan patted Lin Feng on the shoulder, took the gun from him, reloaded a magazine, and then tossed it to him.

"Keep this gun for self-defense. Just stay here and don't move. If you're bored, you can take off their bulletproof vests, put them back on, and then shoot them."

Lin Feng almost burst out laughing when he heard this. The tension and fear of whipping corpses vanished instantly: "I'd like to, but that simulated combat suit they're talking about is too advanced. Once locked, you can never take it off. Otherwise, this would really be a great game; it could really make people suffer!"

Number Seven and Number Three, upon hearing their conversation, immediately added them to their blacklist.

"You two better not fall into my hands!"

Confirming that wearing the simulated combat suit would prevent them from actually dying, Lin Feng felt much less tense. He also understood that following Yang Fan was purely a burden, so he agreed as soon as Yang Fan spoke.

After settling Lin Feng in, Yang Fan put the two confiscated supply packs together, selected the useful items, equipped himself, and ran off in the direction Min Rou had broken through.

Because they lacked a radio, Yang Fan hadn't been able to contact the other members and could only search slowly along a general direction. Fortunately, he had obtained the third communicator, allowing him to periodically monitor the Wild Wolf Squad's movements.

The female officer, as expected of a top agent, had led two rookies with no combat experience, leaving no trace along the way. This greatly hampered Yang Fan's pursuit.

Yang Fan didn't dare keep the communicator on continuously; he had heard the female officer mention that the status of each communicator was displayed on the radio, and if someone called and he couldn't answer, it would arouse suspicion from the Wild Wolf members.

The intermittent use of the communicator meant the information was never complete. Therefore, Yang Fan could only roughly determine their movements, not their exact location.

Another short-range search yielded no results. Yang Fan found a relatively hidden spot to conceal himself and turned on the communicator again.

"Hiss! Report to the captain, one of the two lambs under the lead sheep's wings has been killed by us, and we're currently driving the lead sheep into the ambush."

"Well done! This time, we must eliminate them all, otherwise, we'll lose face!"

"How are Number Seven and Number Three doing..."

Yang Fan had only been listening for a short while when he heard the other side mention Number Seven and Number Three. He quickly turned off the communicator, got up, and moved to a different spot.

"The lead sheep must be that female officer, and the lambs... must be the two recruits with her. That officer is indeed formidable; she protected two recruits for so long, and only now has one been killed."

Yang Fan knew in his heart that he was capable of self-defense but lacked the ability to protect others. Otherwise, perhaps Hu Bing and the others wouldn't have "died" so early. The only reason they were able to protect Lin Feng from death was that the other side clearly didn't consider them important targets.

"If it weren't for their underestimation, Brother Lin and I would probably be on the 'fallen recruits' list by now!"

Yang Fan clearly understood from Number Seven what it felt like to "die" in simulated combat uniforms—it wasn't pleasant. For these elite rookies who had never experienced death or been on a battlefield, such an experience would be unforgettable!

"Good intentions, but unfortunately, I don't need this kind of experience! What I want is simply to win against you!"

A faint smile appeared on Yang Fan's face.

On the ground in front of him was a sketch drawn with tree branches. It contained information he had obtained from Number Seven, what he had witnessed firsthand, and the results of monitoring the Wild Wolf Squad's communication channels.

"If my judgment is correct, the officers and the others should be... in this location right now!"

Yang Fan emphasized a canyon on the ground sketch, making his judgment.

The best ambush point for the Wild Wolf Squad to drive them into the ambush zone was there. Was it really as Yang Fan predicted?

Although Yang Fan had experienced many life-or-death battles, in the end, he wouldn't even qualify as a novice among soldiers, let alone in the military field. The female officer's opinion on the ambush point was completely different from his!

Looking at her last remaining subordinate, the female officer felt an indescribable bitterness.

Among all the elite squads in the base, the all-female Goddess Squad stood out, consistently excelling in all skill competitions.

Of course, their beauty was also unparalleled. They possessed superb figures, were young and beautiful, and had outstanding espionage qualities.

This combination made the men in the other elite squads both drool with envy and deeply resentful. Given the chance, they couldn't resist jumping out and kicking them while they were down, as if only by doing so could they prove they were superior to the Goddess Squad.

"If they're really not convinced, why don't they challenge the Dragon Squad?"

she muttered to herself, pointing to the sketch on the ground. She said to Wang Xi, the only remaining rookie member, "Based on my judgment, their purpose in driving us along this path is to ambush us here!"

Wang Xi was somewhat skeptical. He said, "Sir, I got an A in military theory class. Based on my guess, they should be setting up an ambush for us here."

If Yang Fan were also present, he would definitely pat Wang Xi on the shoulder and say, "Great minds think alike." The female officer smiled slightly and shook her head, saying, "If our opponents were regular soldiers like you, perhaps they would do that. But who are they? They're the Wild Wolf Squad!"

Wang Xi almost couldn't help but ask her, "How do you know?" Fortunately, obedience to discipline was ingrained in his bones; he would never ask what his superiors wouldn't say, so he held back.

The female officer also realized her mistake and felt slightly embarrassed. Wang Xi didn't press further, which relieved her but also left her feeling somewhat disappointed: "If it were Yang Fan, he would definitely ask, right? Regular armies value obedience and discipline, demanding absolute obedience and perfect control over their thousands of troops. But our special forces prioritize teamwork, even lone heroes. We don't need blind loyalty that sees flaws but dares not point them out!"

Thinking of Yang Fan, her heart tightened slightly: "Hu Bing and his team's breakout will inevitably end in death. I wonder if Yang Fan has already..."

She shook off that thought and continued, "The Wild Wolf Squad has its own tactics. Whether it's reconnaissance, infiltration, harassment, raids behind enemy lines, decapitation strikes, rescues, or escorting breakouts, they all adhere to one principle: break the mold! Seemingly impossible, wildly imaginative ideas often become the key to successful execution."

She didn't elaborate further, only saying, "If you don't believe me, try going deeper in here. I believe... you'll get the answer."

Wang Xi swallowed hard, his expression shifting between anger and uncertainty. Finally, he shook his head dejectedly and said, "No need to try anymore. I choose to trust my superior."

The female officer wasn't too disappointed by Wang Xi's choice. After the recruit trials, recruits who joined the base through different channels and for different reasons were assigned to different locations and received different training. Only those who remained on the island, becoming core members and enjoying the most resources, were truly considered to have joined Thousandfold Island. Other bases only trained various support personnel!

Even so, don't underestimate Thousandfold Island just because the entry requirements for support personnel weren't strict; the attrition rate was frighteningly high. Many recruits often didn't last a month before being reassigned, either returning to a normal life—going to school, working, getting married, having children—or being sent to even worse bases for training.

"Alright! Since there are no questions, let's move out!"

At the female officer's command, Wang Xi quickly packed her gear and set off with the team…

Chapter 295 [Counter-Sniper]

"Hiss! The lead sheep's route hasn't changed. I'm currently at a high point 800 meters ahead of them; they're within my sniping range. Captain, should we fire?"

"No firing! Don't forget, all the base members are trained in counter-sniping. Only one rookie is left, and she'll definitely protect her closely. If you miss and alert them, our plan will fail. If even one member of this rookie squad escapes, we'll be a complete failure!"

"Roger!"

Just as the female officer set off, Yang Fan was also moving rapidly, rushing towards his chosen location. During the rush, Yang Fan briefly activated his communicator, capturing a message.

"If only one escapes, does their mission count as a failure?"

Yang Fan's mind raced as he continued moving.

"If we really can't fight them, there's nothing shameful about escaping."

Yang Fan quickly devised a contingency plan. However, all of this required making contact with the other party first.

"Swish! Swish swish!"

Along the way, Yang Fan heard no birdsong, no insect chirps, and saw no trace of any beasts. The vast jungle seemed to be shrouded in deathly silence. Yang Fan knew he was no longer far from his destination!

"Thud! Thud! Thud!"

Yang Fan quickly rolled to the side, dodging a hail of bamboo arrows falling like raindrops, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"I still lack experience. They barely triggered any of these traps, while I only managed to spot a few, triggering most of them!"

Yang Fan hadn't studied traps. He was only able to spot some thanks to his keen senses. But many traps were set too well hidden to be detected.

Thinking about it again, Yang Fan felt relieved. The fact that the other party hadn't triggered them meant that the last rookie beside her was still unharmed.

"I hope you can hold on until the very end. Maybe then we can turn the tide and leave the Wild Wolf Squad with an unforgettable memory!"

Yang Fan clenched his fists, got up, and continued sprinting.

"About a kilometer to the ambush point. Let's rest for a bit and recover some strength."

Just as Yang Fan stopped, he heard some noises not far ahead.

"Bang! Bang!"

Yang Fan quickened his pace, the sounds growing clearer, and gradually, he could distinguish faint gunshots. He quickly turned on his communicator, only to find that the Wild Wolf Squad's communication channel was completely cluttered.

"Damn it! How did that woman from the Goddess Squad find out? Such a good opportunity, and she saved that rookie!"

"Damn it! A sure hit, and I missed!"

"Captain, what do we do? Should we fight or not?"

"Fight! Why shouldn't we fight? If we don't fight now, we'll be in the safe zone once we cross this canyon. Our simulated bullets will be useless then!"

"But Captain… their location is weird. Our sniping position isn't working!"

"Don't worry about the sniping position not working for now. Use a squeezing method to force them out! I don't believe they can stay hidden forever!"

"Yes, sir!"

Yang Fan listened to the message on the communicator and quickly climbed a large, leafy tree. Reaching a height of about twenty meters, he could clearly see the situation in front of the canyon.

Contrary to Yang Fan's pre-calculated ambush location, the battle was taking place in a small clearing where the canyon met the jungle, not deep inside the canyon at all! From

Yang Fan's position, two small, inconspicuous dots could be seen at two high points at the canyon entrance. If it weren't for his exceptionally keen senses, a mere glimpse would have easily caused him to miss it. Even with Yang Fan's keen eyesight, he could only vaguely make out what appeared to be two humanoid figures.

Scattered in a net-like pattern along the part of the jungle jutting into the canyon were six or seven individuals dressed identically to Number Seven; clearly, they were members of the Wild Wolf Squad.

At this moment, they were crouching, standing, or slowly advancing, trying to force out the two female officers hiding on the canyon wall.

Yang Fan glanced again at the hiding place of the female officers and Wang Xi and couldn't help but chuckle. Their chosen location was excellent; no wonder the Wild Wolf Squad was so infuriated.

It was a naturally formed narrow cave, not very large, perhaps only big enough to hide two or three people. The ingenious part was that, in front of the cave, there was a protrusion extending down from the mountain wall, blocking most of the cave and creating a natural barrier. Bullets couldn't penetrate it, and for the moment, Yang Fan didn't need to worry about Min Rou's safety.

Having clearly assessed the situation of both sides, Yang Fan was even more certain that Lin Feng was no longer in any danger. The Wild Wolf Squad, at full strength, consisted of fifteen members. Aside from the few eliminated, the rest were all here.

"The first step is still to take out those two snipers!" No matter which direction Yang Fan entered the battlefield from, the sniper positions on the high points on both sides of the canyon posed a significant threat. It was clearly impossible to avoid alerting them.

"Unfortunately, I'm not very familiar with firearms and can't counter-snipe, otherwise it would be easy!"

Yang Fan sketched out several plans in his mind, but ultimately abandoned them.

The biggest problem with his plans was the snipers' counterattack. Yang Fan's chances of taking out both snipers at once were less than 30%. If he only took out one, the chances would be much higher, but attacking only one meant that, given the opponent's skill and reaction speed, being instantly locked on and attacked was almost certain.

If they couldn't change positions and launch a second attack quickly, trying to use the sniper again would be wishful thinking!

"It seems I have no choice but to change positions to attack."

There were almost no suitable trees within sight of the tree Yang Fan was standing under. They were either too short or too far away.

Yang Fan wouldn't have changed positions if it weren't absolutely necessary. They were already very close to the Wild Wolf Squad; even a slightly louder sound could attract their attention. One wrong move could lead to extremely serious consequences.

"Phew!"

Sliding down from the tree, Yang Fan carefully listened, and finding that he hadn't attracted their attention, he breathed a slight sigh of relief and quickly but subtly rushed towards the other tree he had chosen.

Standing atop the tree once more, Yang Fan carefully surveyed his surroundings, nodding slightly in satisfaction. This was an extremely rare twin tree, most remarkably similar in height and with equally dense canopies. Such an environment, he believed, would be enough to confuse enemy snipers!

He placed his supply pack, the switched-off communicator, and any extra odds and ends on one of the canopies, then leaped onto the other. He tidied himself up, sat cross-legged, and meditated for a moment.

Following the flow of the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique, this last-minute meditation, though seemingly impromptu, had unexpected benefits.

When Yang Fan rose again, he focused his vision and found he could vaguely make out the snipers' shapes. This effect was clearly unmatched by binoculars.

Without a professional sniper rifle and matching scope, Yang Fan had to find his own way. Using a machine gun and binoculars to simultaneously kill two snipers would be suicidal, as it would severely impair his evasive maneuvers. So, even though the supply kit contained binoculars, Yang Fan had no choice but to rely on himself!

"Three, two, one!"

Grabbing two leaves from the side, Yang Fan counted down from three, his entire focus instantly concentrated on one of the snipers.

Almost simultaneously, the sniper felt a chill run through him, the illusion of being targeted by a venomous snake.

"Not good!"

"Swish, swish!"

In that instant, Yang Fan clearly felt the sniper's image grow larger in his field of vision; even everything around him seemed magnified. Without hesitation, he channeled his inner energy into the leaves and fired them.

After firing, Yang Fan didn't stop. He leaped onto another treetop, and without even adjusting himself, while his senses were still sharp, he fired three more leaves at the location of the other sniper he remembered.

Almost simultaneously with the leaf he fired, another tree canopy was struck by a sniper shot, crashing to the ground with a deafening roar, shattering the entire canopy and sending broken branches, wood chips, and fallen leaves flying everywhere.

Yang Fan didn't dare pause; he grabbed his supply pack and jumped down from the tree. He wasn't entirely confident about his second shot. He could only choose to attack while simultaneously trying to save himself.

Fortunately, the second canopy responded in the same way, meaning both snipers were dead!

Secretly turning on his communicator, Yang Fan expected chaos inside, but instead, it was eerily quiet, as if waiting for something.

"You've finally appeared!"

Hearing that voice, Yang Fan felt a sense of familiarity. While monitoring the Wild Wolf Squad's communications, this voice hadn't appeared frequently, but each time it carried an undeniable power of conviction.

"Number One?"

Confirming the other's identity, Yang Fan's heart skipped a beat. He had a feeling that this person's target was definitely him!

Chapter 296 [An Alternative Test]

Despite being quite certain of his guess, Yang Fan didn't respond immediately. He was waiting, waiting for the other party to point out the flaw he had revealed.

"You're using communicator number three. So far, none of the three—numbers seven, three, and five—have contacted me. And they haven't responded to my messages either. It seems they've already fallen into your hands. Adding to that numbers four and six you just took down, half of our Wild Wolf Squad has been captured by you alone. You're truly remarkable!"

Yang Fan smiled slightly upon hearing this. Sure enough, the other party had detected his approach through the flaw in the communicator!

Although he had been discovered, Yang Fan felt no regret. Being able to utilize the communicator to this extent was already incredibly lucky; hoping for more would be greedy.

"If I'm not mistaken, you must be Yang Fan, right?"

Yang Fan was slightly surprised to hear the other party actually call him out. "I really didn't expect that I would be so famous before I even entered Thousandfold Lonely Island. So, coming here was a mistake, wasn't it?"

The laughter of Eye Number One came from the communicator. It was only his laughter. When he laughed, none of the other members of the Wild Wolf Squad dared to make a sound, even though they also wanted to laugh.

"You underestimate us too much. Let me tell you plainly, as long as you successfully pass the eighty-one trials of the Thousand-Layered Island, if you don't want anyone to recognize you, even the most sophisticated instruments in the world will have no chance of seeing your true face!"

Yang Fan responded lightly, "Oh, I see. That clears up one of my doubts."

"You seem so relaxed... it seems you already know the truth? What a pity. If that's the case, even if I wanted to threaten you with their deaths, it probably wouldn't have any effect!"

Eye One sighed regretfully through the communicator, "In that case, my encirclement plan is meaningless. I've already ordered them to stop attacking. Underestimating you was my biggest mistake. I shouldn't have only sent three of them to deal with you! If I had made you the primary target from the beginning, perhaps this operation would have been much easier for our team!"

Yang Fan was slightly taken aback. The other party's decision was truly unexpected.

"If possible, I'd like to ask you to come out. Let's all drop our weapons and settle this properly with a hand-to-hand combat. To show my sincerity, we can drop our weapons first and hand the communicator to your superior so she can speak with you."

Number One's final suggestion left Yang Fan scratching his head in bewilderment. How could this be? How did things escalate to this point? Before Yang Fan could figure it out, the female officer's voice came through the communicator.

"Yang Fan, you're still alive?"

Her voice was crystal clear, a genuinely wild and sexy voice, without any possibility of fakery.

"Yes, sir, I'm still alive,"

Yang Fan replied.

"Good! Number One's suggestion is good; it's a good way to resolve our current awkward situation. If you have no objections, please come out and come directly to the open space in front of the canyon. We'll settle this with a hand-to-hand combat!"

She clearly had no interest in explaining to Yang Fan at this point why she and Number One had decided to use a hand-to-hand combat as the final solution.

"If I win, what score will I get for this assessment?"

Hearing Yang Fan's question, Number One couldn't help but smile wryly. His gaze towards the female officer carried a hint of ambiguity.

The female officer glared at him angrily and said, "I absolutely didn't leak a single word! The information about this assessment definitely didn't come from me!"

She hadn't turned off her communicator when she said this, and Yang Fan happened to hear it.

"I learned it from Number Seven. I also know that my assessment score will affect my treatment after I officially enter the base. I've been longing for luxurious treatment for a long time!"

Upon hearing this, Number One's previously ambiguous gaze towards the female officer suddenly changed. His lips involuntarily stretched wide, wanting to burst into laughter, but he forcibly restrained himself.

The female officer also couldn't help but smile slightly: "At least a gold-level badge, but… are you sure you need a higher evaluation?"

Yang Fan said with absolute certainty, "Of course!"

"Alright, give it your all! There are platinum and diamond badges on top of the gold badge, I'm looking forward to your performance!"

Yang Fan agreed, emerging from the jungle and arriving at the clearing in front of the canyon.

Several people were already standing on the clearing, divided into two sides. At

the edge of the clearing, various weapons and equipment were neatly arranged, ranging from rockets and grenade launchers to lighters and magazines—dozens of items in total.

Seeing Yang Fan appear, both sides gave him a look of respect.

Yang Fan walked a few steps to the female officer, saying nothing, only nodding.

The female officer seemed somewhat accustomed to Yang Fan's attitude, and didn't say much, simply nodding and saying, "These standing in front of you are the remaining members of the Wild Wolf Squad. They are all very curious about you. In the upcoming battle, they will send out Number Twelve to fight you." As

Min Rou spoke, a man over two meters tall, with a face as black as the bottom of a pot and an inhumanly muscular build, stepped forward.

Number Twelve stood before Yang Fan, a towering figure, dark and imposing, blocking out the sunlight and plunging Yang Fan into darkness. All Yang Fan could see was a halo of golden light surrounding the burly man, giving him an air reminiscent of a mythical giant god.

Seeing Yang Fan's surprised gaze, Number Twelve grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth: "Don't be afraid, I can give you an extra arm, and fight you with only my left hand."

Hearing Number Twelve's words, Number One frowned slightly. He had clearly ordered Number Twelve to fight with all his might, yet Number Twelve was saying such things before even stepping into the arena!

Looking around, a cold glint flashed in Number One's eyes. The remaining team members didn't seem to take Yang Fan seriously.

Clearly, their high praise after several missions had fostered a sense of complacency. Perhaps, at this moment, they mostly believed that Yang Fan's ability to defeat so many members of the Wild Wolf Squad was merely due to luck!

Thinking of this, Number One swallowed the rebuke he was about to utter: "Alright! Yang Fan, you'd better be fierce! It would be best to teach Number Twelve a solid lesson, so those bastards won't forget their own limitations!"

The female officer, of course, didn't understand Number One's intentions. Hearing Number Twelve's suggestion, she was secretly delighted, fearing he might change his mind, and quickly said, "That's right! Number Twelve alone is roughly equivalent to three Yang Fans in weight. Now, let me explain the rules of the battle..."

The rules were simple. The base's rule was no rules; everything was about killing the enemy, without regard for the potential damage, and every strike should land on the opponent's most vulnerable spot.

After saying this, the female officer added emphatically, "It's important to note that although the simulated combat suits you're wearing are fully enclosed, which can reduce some physical contact injuries, there's a limit to this reduction. Once it's exceeded, the damage won't be as simple as simulated injury; in fact, the damage could potentially double! If you have any objections, you can raise them now."

Number Twelve already knew this and completely ignored the warning, even giving Yang Fan an exaggerated grin and patting his muscular chest forcefully.

Yang Fan felt a chill run down his spine but didn't care about Number Twelve's deliberate provocation, simply nodding slightly. Number Twelve patting himself meant either he had exceptional resilience or had practiced martial arts. But would someone who frequently used nuclear power to shock himself be afraid of martial arts?

The female officer nodded to Number One, and after receiving his affirmative reply, she said, "Since you have no objections, let's begin!"

With her command, Yang Fan darted forward, using agile footwork to dart around Number Twelve, searching for his weaknesses. During this process, Yang Fan would also strike Number Twelve a couple of times to test his physical strength.

Number Twelve neither dodged nor evaded Yang Fan's attacks, enduring them without flinching.

This was the first time Yang Fan had faced such a tough opponent. His previous opponents, whether agile or powerful, were all offensively strong but defensively weak, lacking physical strength. Yang Fan only needed to seize an opportunity to instantly kill them.

But now, facing someone with Number Twelve's incredibly strong defense, he couldn't break through his defenses at all, and for a moment, Yang Fan was truly at a loss.

"Such strong defense, I wonder how strong his attack is?"

Just as Yang Fan's thoughts shifted, he saw Number Twelve, who had been grinning and watching him, suddenly move his left hand. With his punch, tiny golden dots appeared around his fist; if one didn't look closely, they might even think it was their imagination.

But if one's eyesight was good enough, one could see that they were tiny, ant-sized golden swastikas, sometimes visible, sometimes hidden, shimmering!

Chapter 297 [Indestructible Vajra]

"Buddhist combat techniques?"

Yang Fan exclaimed in surprise upon seeing Number Twelve's move. As the opponent attacked, he faintly heard someone whispering in his ear, a solemn and dignified voice that made him feel an urge to kneel.

"Number Twelve's external martial arts have reached this level! No wonder he dares to use only his left hand!"

The female officer's expression changed repeatedly upon seeing Number Twelve's extraordinary punch.

Facing Number Twelve's powerful punch, Yang Fan felt a chill run down his spine and reacted instantly, narrowly dodging the attack. Even though he avoided the main attack, the scattered force of his fist still grazed Yang Fan.

Just a touch of those scattered golden swastikas felt like being struck by hundreds, even thousands, of hammer blows simultaneously; every part of his body ached. Despite the excruciating

pain, Yang Fan's spirit soared. He roared, his speed increasing dramatically as he relentlessly attacked Number Twelve. He desperately needed an outlet to vent his anger; only then could he prevent the burning flames within him from consuming his mind.

Seeing Yang Fan's actions, Number Twelve's lips curled into another smile, but this time it was a chilling grin.

"Countless have tried to fight me like you. But they all ended up dying under my iron fist!"

Number Twelve chuckled, his left hand unleashing five powerful strikes. The golden swastikas collided, forming larger swastikas that slammed into the rapidly moving Yang Fan.

Those golden swastikas seemed to have eyes, relentlessly following Yang Fan, their speed no less than his, and rapidly closing the distance between them.

"Brilliant!"

Facing Number Twelve's powerful killing move, Yang Fan was not alarmed but delighted. He discovered that when his opponent used this Buddhist combat technique, the flow of true energy within his body was actually faster, even faintly hot!

If before, the true energy flowing through Yang Fan's meridians was like a calmly flowing stream, then now, it seemed to have instantly transformed into a raging tide! Yang Fan even felt as if countless bursting flames were burning fiercely within his meridians, trying to break free from him.

At this moment, the five waves of golden swastika light unleashed by Number Twelve finally converged into five swastikas almost half a person's height, blocking Yang Fan's front, back, left, right, and top.

Number Twelve's grin widened, and after unleashing five powerful punches, his left hand, which had been loosely clenched, clenched tightly. The five enormous golden swastikas seemed to be drawn inwards instantly.

Yang Fan lightly tapped his feet, a faint light flashing from his legs, and as the five enormous golden swastikas attacked, he suddenly leaped up and swept them in mid-air.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Five consecutive loud explosions rang out as Yang Fan shattered all five golden swastika characters.

The scattered golden light flew in all directions, causing sand and stones to fly when it landed on the ground, and splitting rocks when it hit the mountain walls.

But when it landed on the female officer, she simply waved her hand and neutralized it completely. As for Number One, it was even more remarkable. While the other team members nervously tried to defend themselves, he didn't even flinch. The golden light landed on him and vanished into thin air, as if swallowed by something.

Breaking Number Twelve's Buddhist combat technique filled Yang Fan with immense excitement. The power from his leg was unprecedented. He was even confident he could severely injure Number Twelve with a single kick.

Yang Fan let out a chuckle, his figure suddenly disappearing, then reappearing beside Number Twelve, delivering a powerful kick!

"Hah!"

Facing Yang Fan's mid-air kick, Number Twelve roared. His left hand, which had been clasped together, opened again, and instantly, a blazing golden light reappeared. The golden swastika that Yang Fan had shattered reappeared.

This time, however, it wasn't five, but one—a single golden swastika, each the size of a typical house—appeared above Yang Fan's head, pressing down on him like a mountain, seemingly trying to completely suppress him.

At this moment, Yang Fan couldn't help but think of Sun Wukong from the mythological tale, who seemed to have been suppressed by the Buddha in the same way. However, he wasn't Sun Wukong, and Number Twelve didn't possess the Buddha's immense power!

Facing the opponent's godlike attack, he remained unfazed. At the same time, he raised both hands simultaneously, and instantly, two enormous palms formed from true energy shot out from his body, just barely meeting the swastika!

Boom! A deafening roar echoed as the ground beneath Yang Fan's feet sank half a foot, and tiny cracks, like a spiderweb, spread outwards from where his feet rested.

Not only that, but even Number One and the others felt as if an earthquake had struck; the entire ground trembled, and their hearts pounded.

"No way!"

Even Number One couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, seeing Yang Fan break Number Twelve's attack in such a way. In their group, Number Twelve might not be the strongest in terms of combat power, but in terms of physical strength, if Number Twelve was second, no one would dare claim to be second.

Moreover, Number Twelve had practiced Shaolin external martial arts since childhood, already possessing an indestructible Vajra Divine Skill. After joining the base, he received Buddhist combat techniques, further elevating his cultivation to the level of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

When they were on missions, Number Twelve was always the core of the team. Combined with the other members, Number Twelve, with his Nascent Soul stage strength, had even fought against experts at the Qi Movement stage.

Now, although he was fighting alone, his strength hadn't diminished much. But now, his most powerful attack was so easily countered by Yang Fan. This was unacceptable not only to Number One and the others, but even Number Twelve himself was incredulous!

"No way? Number Twelve was actually taken down by that kid?"

"Damn! Just now, Number Twelve was clearly on top of that kid, how did the situation reverse so quickly?"

"What kind of technique did that kid use? I feel like a special aura suddenly appeared on him?" "

..."

The Wild Wolf Squad erupted into chaos, noisy and disorderly. In terms of hand-to-hand combat ability, Number Twelve was second only to Captain Number One. Yet, this powerful guy had fought for so long without being able to do anything to Yang Fan, and then, with just one burst of power, he was taken down.

What was once a sure victory had turned into this; how could they not be astonished?

"Quiet!"

Number One turned around, coldly surveying his team.

Yang Fan's sudden counterattack had also surprised him greatly, but as the team leader, he knew this wasn't the time for astonishment.

Moreover, the Wild Wolf team had always been known for its elite members, consistently achieving outstanding results in both missions and training. While this was a good thing, an honor for the Wild Wolf team, over time it could foster complacency, arrogance, and self-righteousness among the members, even making them haughty, conceited, and looking down on everyone.

Number One was well aware of this; as captain, he knew it wasn't a good thing, but he was powerless to change it. He had always wanted to find an opportunity to teach his team this lesson, but had never had one.

And now, it wasn't just the complacent team members who were being taught a lesson; even he, the captain, became one of those being disciplined. While reprimanding his teammates, he also began to reflect on the shortcomings of the entire Wild Wolf team…

Just as Number One was reprimanding his teammates and reflecting, a new change occurred in the battle between Yang Fan and Number Twelve!

“Hah!”

Number Twelve was, after all, an elite member of the Wild Wolf team. Although surprised by the obstruction of his attack, he did not panic. Facing the situation before him, he shouted and suddenly increased the force of his hands. The “卍” that Yang Fan had just held up suddenly expanded rapidly, shining brightly with golden light. It actually managed to suppress and break through Yang Fan's hold, and the huge “卍” slowly pressed down again!

“Not good, Number Twelve is using a secret technique to forcibly enhance his strength. This is dangerous!”

Seeing the sudden change, Number One shouted, and the female officer beside him also changed her expression drastically.

“Sir, what is a secret technique?”

Seeing the change in the expressions of the others, Lin Feng couldn’t help but ask. He had been unable to get a word in edgewise until now, when he finally had something to say.

"This is a forbidden technique in our base. Once used, it can increase the user's strength by two to five times. The greater the potential, the stronger the unleashed power. However, it has a fatal weakness: after using this technique, the user will become weak in all four limbs for a month, like a living dead. Normally, this technique is only used in desperate situations. How could Number Twelve use it at this time?"

The female officer was clearly nervous as she spoke, but once this technique was used, it couldn't be stopped, even if she wanted to. Because if any outsider interfered, the user would explode and die. At that time, not only would the two combatants be in danger, but everyone else nearby would also be in peril. The self-destruction of someone with strength comparable to the Qi Realm is no less powerful than a nuclear missile…

"Sigh, what a miserable life, what a miserable fortune. Everyone says money is like dirt, but no one can live without it... For the sake of life, for the sake of survival, we are forced to become slaves to money. Although I really don't want to stop updating, I have to do this to support myself. There's no other way. This book can barely support me, but I still need to prepare to get married. Otherwise, what if I can't support a wife one day? I can't let her run away with someone else, can I? ^_^ Actually, I have thought about abandoning the project, but firstly, I don't want to continue writing, and secondly, I feel sorry for the brothers who have been subscribing and supporting me. I can only try my best, work hard, and try my best to save time to write." As for how many days and how many updates, I can't guarantee...

So, there might be occasional breaks in updates. There's nothing I can say about that. In short, it's a break...

If you brothers think this book is still worth reading and are willing to support it, please understand me. If not, then just take it down. As for whether you'll still haunt me in the middle of the night, that's entirely up to your conscience...

Alright, I've been running around all day, and I finally managed to squeeze out some time to write. I'm incredibly sleepy now, so I need to go to sleep. I have to get up at five tomorrow morning and continue to struggle through this damn life, to be a slave... Goodnight, brothers!

Chapter 298 [Heavenly Dragon Eight Sounds]

Roar!

A strange sound, seemingly both human and beast, emanated from Number Twelve's mouth. The sound contained both the Zen chanting that could convert one to Buddhism and the soaring battle cry that inspired a powerful fighting spirit. It made listeners feel an irresistible urge to lay down their weapons and become enlightened. Yet, within this urge, an incomparably powerful fighting spirit also arose, making one's entire body surge with battle intent!

Accompanying Number Twelve's roar, the enormous musical note above Yang Fan's head suddenly expanded, growing to several acres in size, even obscuring the entire sky.

The ground beneath Yang Fan's feet, already covered in spiderweb-like patterns, cracked again, with fissures as thick as an arm spreading continuously. Yang Fan's entire body below the knees was now buried in the ground. It seemed Number Twelve had an urge to bury him alive!

"His strength has increased several times over? What kind of secret technique is this?"

But at this moment, Yang Fan showed no emotional change. Facing Number Twelve, whose strength had suddenly increased dramatically, he remained calm.

Number Twelve, using a secret technique, had even reached the Qi Movement Realm, the same level as Yang Fan, but this wasn't enough to make Yang Fan change his expression. However, Number Twelve's greatly enhanced power did catch his attention. Similarly, Number Twelve's transformation made him yearn for Thousand Layer Lonely Island even more! However

, yearning was one thing, and longing was another; while Number Twelve's strength wasn't enough to harm him, it was enough to make Yang Fan take it seriously. Facing Number Twelve's desperate struggle, he had to be cautious.

Yang Fan simultaneously raised both hands, drawing two strange movements that, upon closer inspection, resembled a circle and a square. At the same time, vast true energy burst forth, infinitely stimulating the two patterns, forming two blinding white lights.

"Combine!"

With a shout, Yang Fan's hands touched, and a white celestial dragon suddenly emerged from between his hands, meeting the Buddhist emblem above his head.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the wind rose, clouds surged, and the world changed. The white celestial dragon plunged into the Buddhist chanting, not instantly shattering it, but its momentum was abruptly halted.

Moreover, as it separated from Yang Fan, the dragon continued to grow larger in the sky, eventually becoming the same size as the chanting. It coiled around the entire chanting like a serpent, twisting its body as if trying to crush it.

"What kind of move is this?"

The group, who thought Yang Fan had already lost, only reacted after his celestial dragon stopped the chanting. But even as they recovered, they were once again stunned by what they saw. Even with their knowledge and experience, they had never seen such a strange move that defied the common sense of martial arts!

In fact, not only them, but even Yang Fan himself was using such a move for the first time. In that instant, a sudden inspiration struck him, and the move "Celestial Dragon Eight Sounds" appeared instantly.

This Heavenly Dragon Eight Sounds technique is an attack method that resembles sound waves and mental energy, a fusion of martial arts and mental attacks. It's a powerful killing move achieved by combining strong mental energy with the application of true qi.

The Heavenly Dragon Eight Sounds has the effect of fixing the soul and seizing the spirit. It can fix the opponent's mental energy, putting them in a state of temporary mental short-circuiting, while also interfering with their consciousness, preventing them from concentrating. Thus, it can overpower any technique and break through the opponent's powerful killing move.

Sure enough, as soon as Yang Fan used it, Number Twelve's expression froze, and the Buddhist chanting in the sky suddenly dissipated. Seizing this rare opportunity, the heavenly dragon suddenly unleashed its power, its white body twisting violently. The Buddhist chanting, about an acre in size, shattered inch by inch, completely destroyed by Yang Fan in an instant!

"It seems this Holy Buddha Relic is far more complex than I imagined. Besides the Nine Syllable Mantra, it also contains a wondrous technique like the Heavenly Dragon Eight Sounds. I wonder what secrets it holds. Perhaps I haven't even discovered one ten-thousandth of its secrets!"

Having defeated his opponent in one move, Yang Fan made no comment, instead falling into deep thought. He was recalling how he had triggered the Heavenly Dragon Eight Sounds.

He vaguely remembered that the moment Number Twelve suddenly used the forbidden technique, the blood relic in his heart trembled. At the same time, he seemed to enter a wondrous state, as if he had formed an inexplicable connection with the entire island before him. Suddenly, nine hundred and ninety-nine small islands appeared in his mind, along with the entire Thousandfold Isolated Island!

The Thousandfold Isolated Island is the most mysterious of the four forbidden lands. To this day, no one knows its true appearance. Even the Chinese government, which has developed it, has only managed to uncover one-thousandth or one-ten-thousandth of its true nature. Let alone other forces or individuals.

Therefore, no one knew the true appearance of Thousand-Layer Lonely Island, let alone described it. But just now, a map of Thousand-Layer Lonely Island appeared in Yang Fan's mind, and it was so clear that Yang Fan could confirm it was Thousand-Layer Lonely Island with just a glance.

Moreover, at the very moment that these nine hundred and ninety-nine islands appeared in his mind, a magical door seemed to suddenly open in his mind, and the miraculous technique of Heavenly Dragon Eight Sounds appeared in his heart at that instant!

Yang Fan had a vague feeling that, at that moment, he and the island he was on had developed a blood connection. The island was him, and he was the island. He could even see anything and everything on this island through the island.

For example, a group of ants are tirelessly carrying food; a little bird is hatching its chicks; and in countless places across the island, battles are unfolding between rookies and the Wild Wolves, with many newcomers being mercilessly slaughtered by the Wild Wolves, and numerous small groups embroiled in disputes over interests…

Furthermore, although he didn't understand how the Heavenly Dragon Eight Sounds came to be, a voice within him told him that he possessed them because he had a connection with this island. And the door he had sensed opening earlier led to this very island!

"Could it be that each of the thousand islands in this Thousand-Layered Isolated Island holds a treasure, a cultivation technique similar to the Heavenly Dragon Eight Sounds? If that's the case, wouldn't this Thousand-Layered Isolated Island be a sacred place of martial arts, a sacred place containing countless martial arts techniques?"

In that instant, Yang Fan suddenly had a thought: the Chinese government knew this, which was why they kept developing the Thousand-Layered Isolated Island. And Number Twelve's forbidden technique might very well be a cultivation technique similar to the Heavenly Dragon Eight Sounds he had suddenly comprehended.

It was precisely for this reason that the Thousand-Layered Isolated Island had such a doubled effect in cultivation. Otherwise, the abundance of spiritual energy alone wouldn't be enough to make the Thousand-Layered Isolated Island unique.

However, this thought was immediately rejected by Yang Fan. Although the secret technique mastered by Number Twelve was powerful, it was clearly far inferior to the Heavenly Dragon Eight Sounds. Of course, this doesn't rule out the possibility that the secret technique he possessed was an improved or simplified version...

However, whatever the reason, this experience undoubtedly conveyed a crucial piece of information to Yang Fan: this Thousand-Layered Isolated Island is definitely a place brimming with magic. In such a place, even if one dreams of unparalleled martial arts and wakes up to find it's real, it's not just a fantasy!

Therefore, Yang Fan's curiosity about the Thousand-Layered Isolated Island has risen to an unprecedented level! And he is even more confident about this trip!

Thoughts flashed through Yang Fan's mind. Once he cleared his head, he realized that Number Twelve, whose forbidden technique he had broken, was already unconscious. While he was lost in thought, the other members of the Wild Wolf team had helped him aside. The other members, including Number One, were all looking at him strangely.

Especially the female officer; her gaze made Yang Fan feel like he was being watched by a wolf. He still didn't know the female officer's name, but this woman, with her striking looks and figure, was clearly not a kind person. Moreover, she seemed to have a strong grudge against him, constantly trying to challenge him. Therefore, it was best to avoid such a woman!

"Gentlemen, I wonder if I passed the test?"

Yang Fan's gaze finally landed on Number One. Although he asked several people at once, everyone knew he was referring to Number One. Furthermore, it seemed that only Number One had the authority to decide here; even the female officer's words carried less weight than his.

"Passed! Of course it passed!"

Hearing Yang Fan's question, Number One suddenly snapped out of his daze. He had been thinking about what would have happened if he had been in Number Twelve's shoes.

Looking at Yang Fan, who clearly hadn't used his full strength, and then at Number Twelve's unconscious state, he couldn't help but shudder. He had discovered a terrifying truth: he couldn't possibly see Yang Fan's true strength!

"I really don't know what kind of monster they recruited this time. This guy's strength is probably almost on par with the captain. With that kind of strength, he could be officially assigned to the Wild Wolf Squad, instead of a reserve like me. If someone like that trains for ten years, how far will he grow? Could... he be the candidate for the third elder?"

"No, I absolutely can't make enemies with someone like this. Maybe this is my chance to turn my life around..."

His thoughts raced, but Number One smiled and said to Yang Fan, "You passed the assessment, of course. However, the final result isn't up to me. But don't worry, we'll report your results to the higher-ups without missing a single word, and we'll give you a satisfactory answer in the end. As for now, on behalf of the entire base, I welcome you to join us!"

Chapter 299 [The Dust Settles]

“Yang Fan, come this way. We need to wait a bit. The examiners will be coming in shortly to judge our team’s performance before we can leave.”

Number One watched the dejected members of the Wild Wolf team leave before approaching them. He nodded to the female officer and said, “Yang Fan, you did a great job! You taught these arrogant guys a lesson! I hope we can face off sometime in the future!”

Yang Fan shook Number One’s outstretched hand, nodding calmly, “No problem, I’m ready anytime.”

Number One nodded, ignoring Yang Fan, and began chatting with the female officer. As the leader of the “enemy” in the “new recruit test,” he too had to wait for the examiners to arrive.

Fortunately, the process didn't take too long. Advanced equipment collected and synthesized the data. Once the examiners arrived, they only needed to analyze the computer data and add their own judgment to give the final score: "Newcomer Squad: Survivors: 4, Deaths: 3. Killed 8 Wild Wolf Squad members. Decisive victory: Defeated Wild Wolf Squad member number twelve… Overall rating: B. Congratulations, you've entered the third squad to be evaluated this year."

"As for Yang Fan, your overall rating is A, and you will receive a platinum badge!"

The examiner stepped forward, took out a badge engraved with a five-pointed star, and solemnly pinned it to Yang Fan's chest.

"This platinum badge is proof of your strength this time. We hope you can quickly integrate into this family and soon... even surpass the members of the Wild Wolf Squad!"

While the examiner was awarding Yang Fan the platinum badge, Number One stood to the side, looking slightly embarrassed. Anyone in his position would feel uneasy watching a rookie, stepping over the "corpses" of their own men, obtain a badge that would forever brand the Wild Wolf Squad as a disgrace to the base.

Moreover, even he himself was merely a Platinum Badge holder. He had poured countless hours of effort into that badge, training day and night, relentlessly completing missions, and enduring countless life-or-death trials to earn it—a badge representing honor. And now, Yang Fan had obtained it so easily…

Although Number One understood that this so-called ease was, in the eyes of many, an impossible feat. But regardless, seeing a rookie who had just entered the base receiving the same treatment as a veteran like himself would still make him somewhat uncomfortable.

However, just as Number One was feeling uncomfortable, the examiner's inappropriate voice suddenly rang out: "As for Number One, our assessment team unanimously decided that the Wild Wolf Squad's overall evaluation for this recruit test is: D, second only to the Tyrannosaurus Squad and the Raptor Squad, ranking third from the bottom!"

Number One already knew the results of this recruit test, but what surprised him was that his Wild Wolf Squad wasn't the worst rated! This made him feel much better.

After finishing all this, the examiner took the lead and left. Number One nodded to the female officer and Yang Fan, and then left as well.

The female officer gave Yang Fan a deep look, and then said indifferently, "You did very well, go on!" After walking a few steps, she remembered that one of her team members seemed to have been forgotten in some corner. There were clearly three surviving rookies, but only Yang Fan and Lin Feng were here; it seemed like a few were missing!

"By the way, Yang Fan! Um... don't worry about the other team members, the cleaning team will take them directly back to base."

Yang Fan agreed without saying anything, then called Lin Feng, and the two followed the other's footsteps, quickly entering the canyon. Lin Feng, who hadn't had a chance to speak until now, ran to Yang Fan's side and asked, "Brother-in-law, can you tell me how you just won?"

Not only Lin Feng was puzzled, but the female officer shared the same question. Even Number One and Number Twelve had the same question. They never imagined that Yang Fan would suddenly obtain the Heavenly Dragon Eight Sounds, which countered Number Twelve's technique, during the battle. Of course, even without the Heavenly Dragon Eight Sounds, it wouldn't have been difficult for Yang Fan to defeat his opponent, just not this easily.

However, the female officer didn't know Yang Fan's true strength. On the contrary, she had a deep understanding of Number Twelve's strength, and she was even more familiar with the forbidden technique. It was precisely because she knew Number Twelve's strength so well that she was so shocked when she saw Yang Fan easily defeat him!

Yang Fan smiled faintly and said, "Actually, it's nothing much. Number Twelve is quite strong, but my technique just happens to counter him. Moreover, the forbidden technique he used has an obvious flaw, which I happened to find, so it was easily broken!"

Yang Fan answered Lin Feng's question in a seemingly genuine but actually evasive manner, leaving Lin Feng with a half-understanding "Oh." This greatly shocked the female officer.

In fact, the forbidden technique used by Number Twelve did indeed have a fatal flaw, but this flaw was generally undetectable.

Forbidden techniques are called forbidden techniques because of their self-harming nature. Furthermore, they use self-mutilation as a means of combat. It is this self-harm that, while enhancing the user's strength several times over, also creates a fatal weakness.

However, the more powerful the forbidden technique, the smaller its flaw, and the less likely it is to be discovered. But similarly, the more lethal and dangerous its flaw is.

The forbidden technique mastered by Number Twelve, while not one of the strongest forbidden techniques in the base, is still considered to be of a mid-to-high level among the base's forbidden techniques. The flaw in this forbidden technique was so subtle that an ordinary person couldn't possibly detect it. Yet now, Yang Fan claimed to have discovered it—how could this not calm the female officer?

Almost every member of the base possesses forbidden techniques. If the flaws in these techniques were exposed, the consequences would be dire. At the very least, the base's strength would be severely weakened!

While worrying about this, the female officer was even more curious about how Yang Fan had discovered the flaw in the number twelve forbidden technique in such a short time. This flaw had been discovered only after countless experts in the base had meticulously refined, practiced, and perfected it. Yang Fan's discovery of this secret in such a short time suggested that his martial arts prowess far surpassed that of the base's experts. However,

this thought greatly exaggerated Yang Fan's abilities. While Yang Fan's martial arts skills allowed him to discover the flaw in the number twelve forbidden technique, he couldn't completely eliminate it, let alone break it completely. After all, this was a peerless martial art within the base.

The main reason he was able to break it so easily was due to the Heavenly Dragon Eight Sounds technique. The number twelve technique was a Buddhist technique, and the Heavenly Dragon Eight Sounds technique was also a Buddhist technique. Moreover, the latter's quality far surpasses the former, and Yang Fan himself possesses the "Lin" and "Bing" mantras from the Nine True Words.

Combined, this gave him an unassailable position in his battle against Number Twelve. Furthermore, since his own cultivation level is above Number Twelve's, breaking her forbidden techniques is naturally not too difficult.

His deliberate words weren't meant to conceal the truth from Lin Feng. They were actually directed at the female officer. He could sense that the female officer seemed far more "interested" in him than most, even though she was deliberately targeting him, she was also probing his true abilities.

While her intentions weren't necessarily to harm him, Yang Fan clearly wouldn't fully reveal his true strength to someone of unknown identity and purpose. Therefore, he deliberately used this deception to completely confuse her, clouding her judgment and preventing her from truly understanding him.

Perhaps Yang Fan wasn't particularly outstanding in other aspects, but when it came to concealing his true abilities, he was a master. Having been an assassin himself, he understood the importance of hiding his true strength and true nature. As an assassin, only when the opponent is completely off guard and unable to make sound judgments can a single, decisive strike be executed, a perfect assassination!

Seeing that his words had caused the other party to ponder, a slight smile appeared on Yang Fan's lips. He vaguely sensed that behind this female officer, there seemed to be another pair of eyes watching everything he did. However, for the other party to think they could gauge his strength with just this one person was clearly underestimating him!

But wasn't this exactly the result he needed? While Yang Fan didn't consider himself someone who liked to play the fool, he also wasn't one to seek the limelight. His purpose in coming to Thousandfold Isolated Island was simply to hone himself, improve his cultivation, and seek breakthroughs, not to compete or show off.

Therefore, appropriately demonstrating one's strength is necessary, but excessive displays that cause unnecessary trouble are not what he wants...

After walking and chatting, the group quickly arrived at the base gate. Passing through the not-so-heavily guarded gate, Yang Fan finally officially stepped into the core base of Thousandfold Isolated Island.

The female officer led Yang Fan and Lin Feng into the base. Their mission was almost complete, and she needed to report to her superiors separately, so she bid farewell to Yang Fan and Lin Feng, telling them to report to the new recruit registration area on their own...

"555... Finally managed to get one chapter out! This life is inhuman! Sigh, I finally managed to leave work early today. Brothers, please don't scold me! I'll try my best to maintain one chapter a day from now on. As for whether I can do more, I can't guarantee it, because I have to get up early on the first day. I can only say that I'll try to increase it beyond one chapter!"

Chapter 300 [Unfathomable]

The new recruit registration area on Thousandfold Isolated Island is very different from that of regular troops; it's located in a place resembling a stock exchange hall.

Each new recruit who passed the assessment had their name, background, room, and basic training test score displayed on a scrolling screen in the center of the hall, shown to everyone.

At the very top of the screen, three names were prominently displayed in red, always at the forefront and never being refreshed. These were precisely the three with the best scores in this basic training test!

Yang Fan, with an A score, was in third place, also displayed in red.

Above him were two prominently displayed A's and a triple A's, two extremely conspicuous symbols, representing the top two scores in this basic training test!

The first-ranked name was Ouyang Wuhua, which didn't attract Yang Fan's attention. However, when he saw the second person, Yang Fan's interest was piqued, because the name was Nalan Qingcheng!

Nalan Qingcheng, the stunning beauty who should have been Yang Fan's fiancée but whom he had only brushed past, although he hadn't had much contact with her, had been a frequent topic of conversation among him since arriving in Yanjing. In the entire upper-class society of Yanjing, the name he heard most often was Nalan Qingcheng.

To Yang Fan's surprise, Nalan Qingcheng's name appeared on the recruit list of Thousand Layer Lonely Island, and her ranking was even higher than his!

"What's going on?"

What surprised Yang Fan wasn't her ranking, but rather that in his limited interactions with Nalan Qingcheng, he hadn't found anything extraordinary about her; in other words, she had always given him the impression of an ordinary person.

Yet her name appeared on Thousand Layer Lonely Island, which meant she was definitely not an ordinary person. This was precisely why Yang Fan was so puzzled. If she were a cultivator, she should be able to detect him. If he couldn't, there were only two possibilities: either she was truly an ordinary person, or her strength far surpassed his own, because only in this way could he not see through her!

However, neither the former nor the latter was plausible. If she were an ordinary person, she couldn't possibly be here; but if she wasn't ordinary, then if he couldn't even see through her strength, her cultivation level should at least be above the Refining Spirit realm. The realm above the Refining God Realm is practically legendary; could such a height truly be reached by a girl barely twenty?

"Brother Yang? It really is you!"

Just as Yang Fan was filled with doubt, a slightly familiar voice came from behind him. Immediately following was a waft of fragrant air, and a pretty girl stood smiling before him.

It had been some time since he'd seen her; Gu Feifei seemed to have lost some weight. She wore a tight-fitting T-shirt and camouflage overalls, and her hair was cut short. She looked dashing and possessed a unique, alluring charm. However, her full breasts somewhat detracted from her heroic air, but also added a touch of allure to the opposite sex.

Seeing Gu Feifei, Yang Fan was puzzled again. If Nalan Qingcheng shouldn't be here, then this lovely woman before him seemed even more out of place…

However, despite his doubts, just as Yang Fan was about to greet her with a smile, an extremely unpleasant voice interrupted his thoughts once more.

"Oh? Isn't this Miss Gu? What a coincidence! Are you going to lunch?"

The voice was incongruous, but what surprised Yang Fan even more was that he could hear such a glib voice in this place.

A boy in training uniform, about seventeen or eighteen years old, appeared in Yang Fan's line of sight. Beside him stood several boys and girls of similar age, all smiling and greeting him and Gu Feifei.

At the very end of the group was a young man of about twenty, his eyes always slightly closed, seemingly still diligently cultivating even in this state.

Yang Fan only glanced at the boy who greeted Gu Feifei before moving on, but he was quite interested in the young man standing at the back.

"What kind of martial art can one persist in practicing in such an environment? Or is this person's concentration so good that he can ignore the environment and posture and practice freely? If so, how much more time must he have spent practicing than others!"

Yang Fan thought he had worked hard enough, but compared to this young man, he realized that his efforts were nothing compared to others!

Seemingly sensing Yang Fan's gaze, the young man suddenly opened his eyes, and two beams of cold lightning, piercing straight to the soul and sending a chill down one's spine, shot towards Yang Fan.

"Hmm?"

The Nine Heavens Thunder Technique within his body activated without being urged, and his true energy quickly circulated in his meridians, flowing upwards and directly rushing to Yang Fan's eyes, transforming into two bolts of lightning that arrived one after the other, simultaneously piercing towards the other's eyes.

Two invisible beams of light collided in mid-air without producing any sound. They instantly vanished into nothingness after the collision, and no one except the two of them noticed anything amiss. The young man glanced at Yang Fan with slight surprise, nodded to him, and then closed his eyes again, as if everything that had just happened had nothing to do with him.

Yang Fan also looked at the young man with slight curiosity. He discovered that while being stared at by the young man, he couldn't even move his feet, as if he had been frozen in place. If it weren't for the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique's immunity to all evil, he would have been cursed with a mental demon that would make him forever unable to defeat the young man in just that instant!

"Luo Yun, it's you?"

Gu Feifei glanced at the group of people who had suddenly appeared, her face slightly unhappy.

Thousand-Layered Lonely Island was indeed a mysterious base unknown to most, yet it always produced many outstanding individuals. Similarly, it also bore the important responsibility of cultivating outstanding talents for the country. The title of "base" was not a joke.

Perhaps it was precisely because of this function that the various powerful families had the opportunity to vie for power and profit, and similarly, it provided a ladder for those scions of these families to gain prestige and advance their careers!

Seeing Gu Feifei's expression, Yang Fan immediately understood what had happened, but he didn't speak, instead quietly observing how things unfolded.

At the same time, the female officer who had led his team had also arrived at a secret location within the base. There, standing was another familiar figure to Yang Fan, but this figure was currently facing away from the direction the female officer had come from.

As soon as the female officer entered the room, she saw that the closed glass windows had been transformed into large screens, displaying images of Yang Fan and Luo Yun and their group from various angles.

“Elder! This is…”

The person with his back to the female officer waved his hand and smiled calmly: “I understand what you’re worried about, it’s alright. Thousand Island will always be Thousand Island. Even if more spies are planted, it won’t change anything. You shouldn’t have forgotten our glorious traditions, right?”

Upon hearing this, the female officer’s expression relaxed and she said: “Yes, Elder, I haven’t forgotten!”

The figure smiled again: “That’s good. These people have reached the limit of the Wild Wolf Squad. As for anything beyond that… I’m afraid they’ll never have the chance in their entire lives! Alright, let’s not talk about that. Come, come, come! Tell me properly, what have you gained from this trip?”

Hearing this, the female officer’s pretty face, which had just relaxed, straightened up again. After giving the other party a military salute, she said: “Elder, I was incompetent. I did not complete the tasks assigned by you in this operation. Please punish me, Elder!”

"Hehe, I told you before, this wasn't really a mission, just something to give you some extra thought. The outcome is none of your business, why can't you remember? Alright, let's not talk about that now. Tell me, how strong is he?"

Hearing this question, the female officer fell silent again. After about half a minute, she spoke again: "I don't know exactly how strong he is. If I had to give a conclusion, I could only describe him in four words: unfathomable. Number Twelve of the Wild Wolf Squad's reserve team fought him, even using forbidden techniques, but he couldn't even touch the hem of his clothes!"

"Really? Although Number Twelve's strength is only at the Nascent Soul stage, if he used forbidden techniques, even a Qi Movement realm expert wouldn't be his match. But Number Twelve couldn't even get close to him, which means his strength must be at least above the Qi Movement realm!"

"Unfathomable? For the ace elite of the Goddess Squad to use those four words to describe him, his strength must be truly formidable. It seems his progress is far faster than I imagined. I wonder how long it will take him to recover to his former level... You know, I can't wait any longer, I really can't wait any longer. I've waited for so many years, how much longer do you want me to wait?"

The first half of her words sounded like they were addressed to the female officer, but the second half seemed to be directed at herself. The female officer also understood this implication. Although she didn't understand the elder's true intention, she neither questioned nor spoke, but pretended not to hear, remaining standing upright in place...

Chapter 301 [Contribution]

In the new recruits' reporting hall, Luo Yun saw that Gu Feifei, who had been all smiles just a moment ago, suddenly became gloomy upon seeing him, and naturally, he wasn't happy either.

Looking back at the guys behind him, each with a smug smile as if watching a good show, Luo Yun felt even more annoyed. A quick glance around caught sight of Yang Fan, and an idea suddenly formed in Luo Yun's mind.

"Yes, of course it's me. Feifei, we've all met before, you wouldn't...know this...person, would you?"

Lin Feng, standing nearby, was about to retort, but Yang Fan pulled him back, saying, "Brother Lin, don't mind him. We don't know him. Let him bark."

Although Yang Fan's voice was low, it still reached Luo Yun's ears, whose hearing was quite good. Before Gu Feifei could even reply, he heard this voice ignoring his presence, which he couldn't tolerate.

"You brat, what are you saying?"

"Luo Yun, that's enough! What do you think this place is? This is Thousandfold Isolated Island!"

Gu Feifei's cold shout was to protect Yang Fan, but it also spared Luo Yun from punishment.

Luo Yun suddenly realized the truth, and a few beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead. He had truly forgotten that this wasn't his home, nor was it Yanjing; this was in the open sea, at the base on Thousandfold Isolated Island. Here, the world is vast, but no one is above the base's principles. The thought of those brutal punishments sent chills down Luo Yun's spine.

"Feifei, I'm only saying this because I feel sorry for you. Of course, I'm also doing this for his own good! A newbie like him is clearly a liability. Being with him is beneath us, not to mention we're not the same kind of people. He'll inevitably be left far behind. Making things clear to him now will prevent him from having unrealistic hopes and then doing something irrational because he can't handle the huge gap between expectations and reality."

Luo Yun sounded somewhat embarrassed, but his words were much clearer than before.

Gu Feifei's expression changed slightly upon hearing this. What Luo Yun said wasn't just speculation; there were real examples. Children from ordinary families, compared to those from privileged backgrounds, were far inferior in terms of perspective, maturity, education, and resource allocation.

The fairy tales of Cinderella and the prince, the poor boy and the princess, are ultimately just fairy tales. Once they appear in reality, they are always ruthlessly shattered.

"Brother Yang is my friend. My conversation with him is none of your business. Also, I need to remind you that you have even less right to interfere in who I'm with! Now, please leave!"

Gu Feifei's thoughts raced as she coldly stared at Luo Yun, issuing his order to leave.

Despite being scolded by Gu Feifei, Luo Yun wasn't bothered. It wasn't the first time he'd been yelled at; he was already immune.

"Hey, Feifei... why are you so stubborn? Look at this kid, what's so special about him? If you don't believe me, I'll have a match with him and you'll see. Someone like him can only be crushed under our feet!"

Hearing Luo Yun's words, Gu Feifei's eyes lit up, and an indescribable smile appeared on her face.

"Okay!"

Yang Fan, hearing Luo Yun's suggestion, couldn't help but glance at the scrolling screen.

"Hmm, found it! Luo Yun, ranked eighty-third, recruit test score B..."

After reading Luo Yun's information on the screen, Yang Fan couldn't help but smile slightly.

"Hey kid, have you thought it through? Are you scared?"

Hearing Luo Yun's provocation, before Yang Fan could say anything, Lin Feng couldn't hold back any longer. Yang Fan had seen Luo Yun's file, just as he had seen Luo Yun's. A guy ranked only 83rd with a B grade in the recruit test was acting so arrogantly; it was truly unbearable.

"So what if you come from a better family and have some connections? What makes you so great? Why do you look down on others? We're much better than you! My men have killed..."

"Brother Lin!"

Yang Fan called out, stopping Lin Feng from finishing his sentence. Having just arrived at the base, Yang Fan didn't want to become the target of everyone's criticism. After all, killing the Wild Wolf team was too shocking, far beyond what recruits like them could achieve. If this got out, it would definitely cause a huge uproar.

Moreover, it was a disgrace to the Wild Wolf team itself. If Yang Fan were to expose this now, it would be like rubbing salt into their wounds, potentially incurring the resentment or even hostility of the entire Wild Wolf team.

Having just arrived at the base, he didn't want to offend the Wild Wolf team and the recruits simultaneously over such a trivial matter, becoming the focus of everyone's attention. While this might bring him temporary fame, it wouldn't be conducive to his long-term development. That's why he stopped Lin Feng from revealing his secrets.

"Killed what? Just a few flies and rats, you think you can brag about that?"

However, Yang Fan's intervention only drew mockery from Luo Yun. His exaggerated laughter elicited low chuckles and cheers from the men and women around him. The young man with his eyes closed remained unchanged, showing no alteration whatsoever.

"If you insist on fighting, a match is fine. But I won't accept the challenge without any benefit."

However, Yang Fan wasn't someone to be trifled with. While he didn't want trouble, he wasn't willing to be trampled on. Just as Luo Yun and his group finished laughing, he finally spoke. As he spoke, Yang Fan glanced at Gu Feifei.

Sensing Yang Fan's gaze, Gu Feifei glared at him, her eyes sparkling with a captivating charm. Knowing Yang Fan as she did, she naturally understood his true intentions. However, at this moment, she wasn't angry anymore, because she could already see Yang Fan's pathetic state...

"Of course there's a prize! I'll use the reward from this recruit trial, fifty base contribution points, as the grand prize! If you lose, I won't ask for any prize, just that you don't bother Feifei anymore. Do you dare or not?"

The so-called base contribution points are actually a special currency, something that can only be used within the base. Because Thousandfold Isolated Island is isolated from the world, everything from the outside world doesn't apply here, and similarly, money from the outside world has no effect here. Here, the only universal currency is contribution points! Inside

the base, you still need to eat and sleep, and all of this isn't free. To get treatment different from others, you must exchange it with contribution points. Just like staying in a five-star hotel costs an ordinary person a year's worth of expenses, to get more enjoyment, you must pay more, except that outside it's money, and here it's contribution points.

The contribution points primarily come from completing tasks issued by the base, rewards for completing corresponding training courses, and additional rewards for obtaining medals.

To survive well in the base, one must constantly complete tasks to earn contribution points and continuously train. Whether you are from a noble family or a high-ranking official outside, everyone is treated equally here. From the moment they enter the base, every recruit starts with fifty contribution points. These fifty points are the foundation for a recruit's survival within the base.

Of course, besides the first two methods, there is another, most direct and quickest way to obtain contribution points: stealing!

Each person's contribution points are stored on a special card, much like a bank card. However, unlike a bank card which requires a PIN for transfers, anyone with the card can freely transfer contribution points.

Therefore, stealing contribution points is commonplace in the base. Although the base's management had heard rumors of this, their attitude was remarkably consistent: as long as the methods were limited and didn't result in death, the base's higher-ups would never interfere!

This, to some extent, emboldened the base's personnel. What better way to gain contribution points than by robbing? Catching a small, fat sheep could be exchanged for a large sum of wealth, allowing them to enjoy supreme treatment within the base—materially and spiritually, whether it was money, beautiful women, or even contribution points that could be exchanged for advanced martial arts techniques…

In the base, money came easily, but they always lived a life of constant danger, where a single misstep during a mission could cost them their lives. Enjoyment had long been ingrained in their lives, becoming one of their habits.

Enduring poverty temporarily, holding gold ingots yet forced to live a life of hardship, was not difficult to accept. But enduring it for three years was simply unbearable for those accustomed to a life of luxury!

Moreover, if he could truly endure it, he would already be an incredibly powerful being, and wouldn't need to resort to such a low-skilled act as robbery.

Therefore, on Thousand Layers of Isolated Island, contribution points represent everything. Without contribution points, one is like a beggar, unable to move an inch within the base. Only with contribution points can one survive in the base, and only with contribution points can they live better!

But now, Luo Yun actually wants to use contribution points to bet with him, which is quite unexpected for Yang Fan. Although he received an extra amount of contribution points when obtaining the Platinum Medal, and this amount was far more than that of ordinary recruits, it doesn't mean that he would refuse when someone offers him contribution points...

Chapter 302 [Unfathomable]

Faced with Luo Yun's act of using contribution points as a wager, Yang Fan was quite surprised. But his doubts were interpreted by Luo Yun as Yang Fan's fear.

Glancing at the big screen, he felt he understood the reason. For a moment, Luo Yun was somewhat smug. "Oh! You saw my ranking on the big screen, so you're scared? Hehe, it's normal for you to be scared, there's nothing to be ashamed of. After all, being ranked eighty-third out of tens of thousands of people is enough to prove I'm very strong. For someone as weak as you, knowing you're no match and still trying is just humiliating yourself. Fine, I allow you to surrender!"

Yang Fan couldn't help but find Luo Yun's behavior amusing. He had only been momentarily distracted, and this guy was talking to himself as if he were some kind of genius.

Lin Feng stood aside, sneering. He and Gu Feifei both knew that if a fight broke out, who would truly be humiliating themselves? But Luo Yun was so annoying; he had made up his mind not to warn him!

Yang Fan smiled slightly and said, "Although I am weak, I still want to fight you, who are strong. After all, I am quite interested in contribution points."

Luo Yun, seeing that Yang Fan was unwilling to surrender, was not angry at all, but rather very happy. He had just felt a little regretful, missing a great opportunity to show off his strength in front of the beauty. Unexpectedly, things had taken a turn for the better. That guy, whose head was stuck in a door, knew he was no match for him, yet still dared to accept the challenge. Wasn't this clearly giving him a chance to trample on him?

"It's a deal! Let's go to the training ground!"

Private fights are usually strictly prohibited in ordinary troops, but Thousand-Layer Island does not prohibit them. In fact, it even tends to encourage them. However, as one of the control measures, all private fights must take place in the training ground.

The training ground is a special place. There, the gravity is five times that of ordinary places. Even slightly strenuous exercise there, let alone fighting, will leave you breathless. Unless the conflict escalates to the point of no return, anyone who has been to the training ground once usually won't go a second time!

While fighting on the training ground is arduous, the benefits are obvious. Some people in a bottleneck period often achieve a breakthrough after exhaustion. Therefore, the training ground isn't necessarily something to be afraid of.

"Wait a minute!"

Gu Feifei stopped the impatient Luo Yun, saying, "We reported long ago, but did you ask Brother Yang and the others if they reported? If they miss the deadline, you'll be responsible!"

Yang Fan only then remembered that the female officer had also warned that the punishment for missing the reporting deadline would be very severe.

Although Luo Yun was eager to reprimand Yang Fan, he couldn't ignore Gu Feifei's words: "Alright then, see you at the training ground gate in three days! Don't be a coward then! Let's go!"

With a wave of his hand, a group of young men and women, along with the young man lagging behind, rushed off.

What intrigued Yang Fan was that even as he moved, the young man kept his eyes slightly closed, never opening them!

"Brother Yang, I'm so sorry, I've caused you so much trouble the moment we met!"

Finally free from Luo Yun's interference, Gu Feifei wanted to say something to Yang Fan, but when she opened her mouth, she didn't know where to begin. After a slight hesitation, the topic shifted back to the trouble they had just encountered.

Yang Fan smiled faintly: "It's not much trouble at all. There are still fifty contribution points, aren't there? That's a valuable item!"

Gu Feifei gave him a disgruntled look and said, "So, Brother Yang, you dueled with Luo Yun because of contribution points!"

Yang Fan looked at Gu Feifei and smiled, "Of course not, actually… it was for you!"

Even though she knew Yang Fan was joking, hearing those words from him still made Gu Feifei feel a flutter in her heart. This feeling wasn't particularly strong, but it was undeniably there!

"Really? The time we've actually spent together can be counted on one hand..."

She was asking Yang Fan, but more importantly, she was asking herself. A hazy light flashed in Gu Feifei's clear eyes.

Yang Fan simply smiled and didn't answer.

Behind what seemed like a joke, wasn't it the impulsiveness sparked by the sincere emotions of a young man? To say what you think, to do what you think—isn't youth all about endless possibilities? Since what she said was her true feeling, how could she deny it? And why should she deny it?

Faced with Yang Fan's smile and silence, Gu Feifei suddenly felt awkward. This feeling was equally unfamiliar to her. She, who had always presented herself as elegant and poised, had never been so thoroughly taken advantage of. Feeling somewhat embarrassed, she hastily made up a rather clumsy excuse, said goodbye to Yang Fan, and hurriedly left.

It wasn't a rejection, nor a perfunctory response, nor an indifference. She, who was never flustered, was actually so flustered by his own joking confession… well, if that counts as a confession…

Yang Fan's lips unconsciously curled into a smile…

“Brother-in-law! We should go report for duty…”

Lin Feng gently reminded Yang Fan, snapping him out of his reverie.

“Ah, okay!”

Having just officially reported for duty, received their room keys, uniforms, and personal belongings, and hadn't even had time to see what their rooms looked like, Yang Fan received an invitation.

This invitation was from the female officer who had recently disappeared. She approached Yang Fan with the same expressionless face, simply saying, “The elder invites you!”

and then fell silent.

Although somewhat displeased with her attitude, Yang Fan didn't say anything. He asked Lin Feng to temporarily put his things in his room, and then followed her to a large office.

The spacious ocean-view room, built on the near-shore side, offered a clear view of the waves crashing against the nearby reefs from her bright and airy office through a row of over a dozen huge floor-to-ceiling windows. Wave after

wave surged forward, but no matter how powerful they were, they ultimately crashed against the reefs, turning into shimmering fragments of seawater before returning to stillness.

The moment Yang Fan entered, he couldn't help but glance up at the mysterious elder sitting behind the large desk. A large desk, sparsely filled documents, a neat military uniform—that was his entire impression of the man at that first glance.

Yang Fan had thought that with his calm demeanor, he wouldn't feel any excitement facing any important figure. But when actually facing the base's elder, he found that his emotions were unconsciously fluctuating!

The figure sitting behind the desk watched Yang Fan, who was looking down, with great interest, a slight smile playing on their lips.

If anyone had witnessed this scene, they would likely have gasped in astonishment. Even such a subtle smile was incredibly rare for her!

She had reviewed this man's information countless times. His images and photos lay scattered across her desk. Yet, every time she saw him in person, she couldn't help but remark, "He really does look unremarkable!"

Who would have thought that such an ordinary boy, someone who would go unnoticed in a crowd, would have such a illustrious past? And even disregarding his past, his current achievements were enough to make countless people ashamed! There were

recruits who scored higher than Yang Fan; not only in previous years, but also in this year's cohort. However, he was the only one who could independently kill several members of the Wild Wolf Squad during the recruit test and receive a platinum medal upon entering the base!

Such a talented young man, yet with such an ordinary appearance—how could such contradictory qualities not arouse curiosity?

"Yang Fan, is that right? Please raise your head!"

A gentle yet cool voice echoed in the seaside office, possessing an irresistible power.

Yang Fan raised his head as instructed, giving the other person a proper look, his heart skipping a beat. He had never expected that the elder of the base was actually a woman, and a woman he knew!

She had a nearly perfect, exquisite face, shoulder-length short hair, and slightly pointed ears. If she were set against a jungle backdrop and dressed in a fluffy princess dress, Yang Fan would have no doubt that she was the favor of the goddess of nature, a spirit of the earth. However, this beautiful face, because of its tension, carried a cold aura that kept people at a distance.

But this seemingly aloof beauty was actually Tang Wan, the woman Yang Fan remembered as mature, sexy, voluptuous, and embodying all feminine perfection!

"It's...it's you?"

While surprised, Yang Fan had to admit that this beautiful woman, dressed in a formal military uniform, exuded an...unspeakable allure!

Yang Fan himself couldn't believe that the elder of Thousand Layer Lonely Island was Tang Wan. She gave him the feeling of seeing a stylish and glamorous woman on the street. All he could see was her beauty and charm. On the contrary, he couldn't discern a single trace of her strength. Yet, this woman held the position of a base elder—what kind of power lay hidden behind her beauty?

After the initial amazement subsided, Yang Fan's mind was filled with unfathomable questions about Tang Wan!

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