Chapter 587: Bai Bing's Expectation! A Bloody Disaster!
Young Master Shen was not a pushover. Since he had already confirmed Bai Bing's intentions and her full affection, he naturally wouldn't be polite. Bai Bing's jade-like face was faintly red, and her eyelids trembled. She had already woken up but was pretending to be asleep. Just then, Shen Anyu suddenly stopped disrobing, his expression a mix of surprise and joy, his gaze deeply scrutinizing Bai Bing.
Bai Bing held her breath, keeping her eyes sealed shut, feigning the deep slumber of the exhausted. She could feel Shen Anyu's gaze burning through her eyelids, a evident weight that made the fine hairs on her arms stand on end. Her heart hammered against her ribs. 'Why did he stop?' A flicker of confusion, quickly followed by a strange, unwelcome pang of disappointment, shot through her. Then, her pride kicked in. 'Even if he hadn't stopped, I would have found a way to stop him. I am not some passive prize to be claimed.' It was a lie, and she knew it. The moment his hands had touched her, a traitorous heat had pooled deep within her, a weakness she hadn't felt in years. She was the Assassin Queen of the Dark World, a predator, not prey. She would not be taken; she would be the one to take.
Shen Anyu, however, was no longer thinking about conquest. A jolt, sharp and electric, had shot through him the moment his spiritual energy had brushed against her core. The information flooded his mind, drawn from the deepest archives of the Two-Aspects Life-Death Medical Scripture. It wasn't just a simple analysis; it was a profound recognition, an ancient text coming to life before his very eyes.
'This... this can't be...' His initial lust evaporated, replaced by a wave of pure, unadulterated shock, which quickly morphed into ravenous joy. 'Bai Bing is actually that special Physique?'
The scripture's ancient characters blazed in his mind's eye. According to the records, Bai Bing possessed a constitution so rare it was spoken of only in legends, a treasure coveted by the highest echelons of the cultivation world: the Grand Yin Luan Phoenix Body.
This was no ordinary physique. It was a divine vessel, a conduit for heaven and earth's spiritual energy. Those born with it were destined for greatness, their cultivation speed defying all logic, their potential power nearly limitless. It was a body truly blessed by the Dao.
And for Shen Anyu, it presented a wonderful, almost laughably perfect advantage.
The scripture was explicit: if a male cultivator were to engage in dual cultivation with a woman possessing the Grand Yin Luan Phoenix Body, his own cultivation speed would not just increase—it would double. The synergy was perfect, a yin-yang harmony that would propel him forward at a terrifying pace.
But there was more. A secret, far more potent art was detailed in the scripture's most hidden chapters, an art specifically designed for this very physique: the Inverted Luan Condensing Yuan Art.
If a woman with the Grand Yin Luan Phoenix Body cultivated this secret technique to a profound level, the benefits for her partner would be monumental. A single session of dual cultivation could shatter even the most stubborn of bottlenecks, allowing a cultivator to instantly break through to a higher stage. It could even forge a top-grade Golden Core from what might have been an inferior one. Beyond that, it offered a significant boost, a powerful catalyst for the perilous journey toward the Nascent Soul Stage.
The scripture warned, however, that the first union held the most concentrated and potent effect. The purer the vessel, the greater the celestial baptism. Furthermore, the higher the woman's own cultivation base, the more profound the benefits would be.
Shen Anyu's expression flickered, a storm of calculations flashing behind his eyes. The immediate temptation was immense, a primal urge to claim this prize now. But the cold, calculating mind of a predator took over. After a moment of intense deliberation, he reluctantly suppressed his desires. The long-term benefits were simply too great to squander. He would let this perfect fruit ripen on the vine, allowing her to grow stronger before he partook.
But that didn't mean he couldn't collect a little interest upfront.
A moment later, the weight of his presence vanished. The bedroom door clicked softly shut. Only then did Bai Bing dare to open her eyes. She sat up, the silk sheets pooling around her waist, and let out a soft, frustrated snort.
"How strange," she murmured to the empty room, a hint of genuine confusion in her voice. "A stinky man full of bad thoughts actually didn't touch me."
Despite her words, a slow, obvious smile curved her lips. A warm, pleasant feeling bloomed in her chest, and she found herself in a remarkably good mood.
"You want me to touch you?"
The voice, dripping with amusement, came from the doorway. Shen Anyu had returned, leaning against the frame with a knowing grin.
Bai Bing's pleasant mood shattered. She snapped her head toward him, her fair chin lifting in a gesture of pure defiance. The mask of the cold, untouchable Assassin Queen slammed back into place, her jade-like face once again a canvas of mockery and disdain.
"Heh, in your dreams," she sneered, her voice laced with ice. "Rather than be dirtied by a stinky master like you, Bai Bing would rather remain hopelessly ill."
Shen Anyu raised an eyebrow, a flicker of amusement in his eyes. 'Such a breathtaking woman. Why does she have to have a mouth like that?'
His playful expression dissolved, replaced by a stern focus. "I want you to cultivate a method," he said, his tone leaving no room for argument. "A secret art."
A flicker of curiosity broke through Bai Bing's icy facade.
When Shen Anyu placed a finger on her forehead, imparting the entirety of the Martial God Art directly into her mind, Bai Bing's phoenix-like eyes widened in utter, unadulterated astonishment. An avalanche of profound insights, martial concepts, and energy circulation pathways flooded her consciousness.
With her cultivation level and breadth of knowledge, she understood its significance instantly. This wasn't some high-level technique; this was a divine scripture, a direct path to the pinnacle of martial prowess, a true method to enter the Dao through sheer martial might. It was the kind of legendary art that, even within the ruthless Main God Reincarnation Game, would cost an astronomical number of points and require surviving countless life-or-death missions to even glimpse. And Shen Anyu… he just gave it to her? As if it were nothing?
Such a divine art was a catalyst for war, a treasure that would turn fathers against sons, husbands against wives, brothers against brothers, and masters against disciples. Bloodshed was the only currency accepted for a prize like this. And he just gave it to her.
Having clawed her way through the treacherous Dark World, Bai Bing knew better than anyone the immense, world-shaking weight of such a top-tier divine art. It was a gift so heavy it felt like a brand on her soul.
She took a long, deep look at Shen Anyu, her complex emotions swirling behind her eyes. Saying nothing more, she committed every syllable of the Martial God Art to memory. 'Fine,' she thought, a dark possessiveness stirring within her. 'Later, when I inevitably imprison this man and put shackles on him, I'll be sure to choose softer ones.'
A delicate, almost joyful smile curved her lips at the thought.
But Bai Bing rejoiced too soon.
Before she could fully process the first gift, Shen Anyu's finger touched her forehead again. A second, entirely different stream of information poured into her mind: the Inverted Luan Condensing Yuan Secret Art.
"Cultivate this secret art well," Shen Anyu said, a faint, meaningful smile playing on his lips. "You understand."
The warmth from the first gift vanished, replaced by a chilling realization. Bai Bing's phoenix-like eyes narrowed until they were sharp slits, a cold, dangerous glint flashing within them. He actually wanted her to cultivate such a secret art? An art designed to turn her into a living furnace for his own advancement?
'Shen Anyu, you just wait,' she seethed internally, her fury a cold, hard knot in her stomach. 'Later, I will absolutely shackle you in the deepest, darkest basement and spend every single day stepping on your arrogant face with my feet!'
Despite her violent thoughts, she snorted softly, and with a pragmatism born from years of survival, she began intently memorizing this second secret art as well.
[Ding! Detected Master's investment in imparting the Martial God Art to Bai Bing. Expected return: Martial God Art cultivation!]
[Ding! Detected Master's investment in imparting the Inverted Luan Condensing Yuan Secret Art to Bai Bing. Expected return: Breakthrough Profound Opportunity!]
'It really is a Breakthrough Profound Opportunity!' Shen Anyu's smile widened, his expression one of pure satisfaction. He had played his cards perfectly.
From the corner of her eye, Bai Bing caught the pleased, almost smug look on his handsome face. For some inexplicable reason, a faint blush crept up her neck and dusted her jade-like cheeks. The scathing, disdainful retort that was usually on the tip of her tongue failed to materialize. Instead, a strange, fluttering sensation stirred in her chest.
It seemed she was somewhat anticipating it.
...
[Ding! Detected Master's investment target, Bai Bing, has entered the first layer of the Martial God Art. Returning first layer Martial God Art cultivation!]
A surge of pure, refined martial energy flooded Shen Anyu's meridians. Within a single day, Bai Bing had not only grasped the fundamentals of the Martial God Art but had successfully broken through to the first layer. Her Aptitude was astonishing, her talent for martial cultivation utterly terrifying.
Even among the elite Destined Heroines he had gathered, only the obsessed and devoted Susan could boast a cultivation speed that rivaled this.
'Does blackening strengthen you three times, while being a yandere strengthens you tenfold?' Shen Anyu mused to himself. Susan was a classic yandere, and her cultivation talent was off the charts. In less than a month, she had already blazed her way to the tenth layer of the Martial God Art. In contrast, most of the other Destined Heroines, even with decent Aptitude, talent, and a steady supply of his pills, were still struggling at the second or third layers.
Bai Bing, this blackened villainess boss, was proving to be just as monstrously fast.
Of course, a significant part of it was her solid foundation. As a Celestial Human expert, her reserves were deep, and her understanding of energy manipulation was profound, allowing for a much smoother transition to a new art. His own Aunt, An Zhiyue, was also progressing at a respectable pace for similar reasons.
Shen Anyu wasn't worried about them catching up. With the system's investment returns, if he still managed to fall behind, he would be far too useless. And that wasn't even factoring in the power of Super God Sharing.
After instructing Bai Bing to cultivate diligently and leaving her with a small mountain of pills, including several bottles of Essence Nourishing Pills, Shen Anyu departed.
"Next," he pondered aloud, the familiar dilemma returning. "Should I go find Yang Qiuchan, or Ji Xiaolin, or maybe Zhou Luyao? Or... I could just use Super God Teleportation to pop over to the other side of Hangzhou and see Su Hongmian and Liu Ruyan?"
He fell into a familiar state of indecision. The luxurious manor he was currently in was none other than the Jinxiu Mountain Villa's No. 1 Villa in Hangzhou. Zhou Luyao, as it happened, had also been settled into a villa within the same exclusive residential area, just a short drive away.
After a moment's thought, Shen Anyu made his decision. He would go find Zhou Luyao. That little vixen was always quite captivating.
Just as he was about to start his car, a stretched Bentley glided past the villa gates.
Shen Anyu's gaze swept casually over the vehicle's rear passenger window. His eyes paused, and a slow, predatory smile spread across his face. Without another thought, he slammed his Rolls-Royce into gear. The engine roared to life, and he shot out of the driveway, expertly maneuvering the massive luxury car to cut off the Bentley, forcing it to a screeching halt.
"You—!" The Bentley's driver started to roar, but the sight of the gleaming, imposing Rolls-Royce Phantom blocking his path made him choke on his words. He knew instantly that the person behind the wheel was not someone he could afford to offend. He swallowed his curses.
In the backseat, a middle-aged man in a sharp suit, startled by the sudden stop, frowned.
"Old Jiang, what happened?"
"Director Zhang, a Rolls-Royce forced us to stop."
"Oh?" Director Zhang's surprise deepened, but he remained cautiously inside the car, turning to comfort his startled daughter beside him. "Qianqian, don't worry. Old Jiang is a retired special forces soldier. He can handle this."
Beside him sat a young woman. Through the tinted window, one could see a profile of breathtaking beauty, like an elven princess from a fairy tale. Her hair was a waterfall of black silk, framing willow-leaf eyebrows, a delicate jade-like nose, and a small, perfect mouth. Her features were as exquisite as a master painting, exuding an aura of tranquility and pureness.
At this moment, she showed no panic at the sudden confrontation. She was elegantly humming a soft tune, her demeanor utterly serene.
Director Zhang felt a surge of pride. This was his precious daughter, nurtured and protected, raised like a true princess.
He failed to notice, however, that his daughter secretly slanted her eyes toward the window, her placid expression hiding a curiosity that was anything but docile and ladylike.
Tap. Tap.
A sharp knock sounded on the Bentley's window. A clear voice cut through the silence.
"Old man, your daughter is in danger of bloodshed!"
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