Simultaneous travel: I am a talented person in all the worlds

Chapter 413 Oh no, I've become part of their play.
Nathan Island, the site of the former royal palace.

The main gate of the palace displays two plaques: "Tianxia Group" and "Zhenwu Alliance," symbolizing the close integration of the two forces.

One is a newly emerging business empire in the world of supernatural beings, sweeping across the land with its abundant capital and modern management model.

The other is the new generation's decision to unify Nathan Island with unparalleled military force, a behemoth that no one in the world of supernatural beings can ignore today.

At this moment, the one who can simultaneously wield both power and money is a young woman who looks to be no more than twenty years old.

Wind, sand, swallow.

Her waist-length white hair was loose, with a few unruly strands falling beside her cheeks, adding a touch of gentleness.

She wore a well-tailored, sharp women's suit; the black fabric hugged her curvaceous, mature figure, perfectly blending the authority of a superior with the charm of a woman.

At this moment, Feng Shayan was sitting upright behind her desk, holding a pen in her hand, focusing intently on the documents in front of her.

After her engagement party with Mo Yu, which caused a sensation throughout the entire world of supernatural beings, her life trajectory changed completely.

Feng Zhenghao transferred a portion of Tianxia Group's shares to her, promoted her from a frontline staff member to a director, and gave her full authority to handle Nason Island, a major project in which Tianxia Group had invested hundreds of millions in the initial stage.

Mo Yu went even further, using her control over Jin Zhi to grant her the authority of the Nasen King and make all the Nasen forces she had subdued obey her orders, thus becoming a hands-off manager.

Although he was the founder and supreme leader of the True Martial Alliance, everyone knew that the actual leader and person in charge of the True Martial Alliance was this woman who had grown long white hair down to her waist and whose temperament had become increasingly calm and dignified.

In just over a year, compared to the girl who used her fists to do things when she participated in the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony and had a bit of a street thug vibe, Feng Shayan has now shed her impetuousness and impulsiveness.

Humans are environmental animals.

Power is always the best catalyst for growth.

"Boom boom boom!"

Suddenly, a knocking sound rang out.

"Enter!"

Feng Shayan didn't even look at her; her cold voice carried an air of authority as she continued writing something with her pen.

However, the door was not pushed open.

A gentle breeze seeped in through the cracks in the closed window, coalescing into a tall figure behind her.

Mo Yu turned from the illusion to reality, peeking out to see what she was writing, not even bothering to glance at anyone who came in.

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Unexpectedly, in the blank space of the document, there was a sly smiley face drawn by Feng Shayan.

Mo Yu's lips twitched slightly.

The beautiful figure on the office chair in front of me vanished in an instant.

A warm, soft, and fragrant sensation came from my back.

Long, strong arms wrapped tightly around him from behind, and Feng Shayan's soft, voluptuous body pressed against his back. Even through two layers of clothing, he could clearly feel its amazing elasticity and warmth.

At the same time, the stiff fabric and sharp angles of the suit also carry a sense of professionalism and restraint.

Feng Shayan wanted to rest her chin lightly on his shoulder, just like she always had.

Unfortunately, during this time, Mo Yu seems to have grown even taller. Given her height, unless you stand on tiptoe, it's really hard to reach her.

So, she could only press her face against his back with a slight sense of loss, feeling the warmth and heartbeat in his arms that she might lose forever at any time.

Mo Yu's growth rate is simply too fast, so fast that it's despairing.

Even though she tried her best to catch up, she could only despairingly discover that the distance between them was growing ever wider.

Previously, only his physical weight was increasing, but now even his physique is increasing. Who knows, if we meet again one day, he might be like a legendary giant, and I might not even have the right to hug him anymore.

Feng Shayan sighed sadly in her heart and hugged the man in her arms even tighter.

Mo Yu felt the perfect touch behind him and exclaimed in sincere admiration:
"Your spatial abilities are becoming more and more proficient."

He clearly remembered that Feng Shayan used to be able to use her spatial abilities only within her line of sight, and there could be no obstructions; she had to open a spatial wormhole first.

But now, she can appear silently and instantly without any warning, and can even pinpoint the location behind her that she cannot see.

"With a top expert like you feeding me every day, it's impossible for my cultivation to increase slowly."

Feng Shayan's face was pressed tightly against his back, but her voice rang directly in his ear.

Mo Yu could even feel the warm breath coming from his ear, and the soft lips slowly moving forward along his earlobe, eventually enveloping his entire earlobe.

The sensation was tingling and numb, like countless weak electric currents seeping in from the base of the ear and spreading throughout the entire body.

It can only be said that she has reached a level of mastery and complete control over her spatial abilities in just a few months.

The direction of this development seems a little tricky...

Mo Yu held down her restless little hand and sighed:
"There's no need for that, Shayan. I didn't come to you specifically for this."

"Oh? So that's not how it is?"

Feng Shayan asked with a hint of teasing, but her hands did not stop moving. The small hand that he was holding was gently kneading and teasing.

She moved her lips to his other ear again, her breath sweet as orchids:

"Then what are you doing here? Inspecting work, my dear fiancé? Every time you disappear for ten days or half a month, only to suddenly reappear, it's because... you miss me, isn't it?"

"..."

Listening to this faint accusation, Mo Yu raised an eyebrow and carefully recalled that it seemed, probably, perhaps, every meeting after the engagement banquet, no matter what the initial reason was, would eventually lead to the recurring event of starting a game.

Although, in his memory, it was always Feng Shayan who took the initiative.

However, as one of the few people with a conscience among all the heavens and the earth, a slight sense of guilt arose in his heart.

I always feel that my behavior of leaving people aside when nothing is going on, acting like a hands-off manager, and then coming back periodically to collect benefits seems... a bit scummy.

It was as if Feng Shayan was not his fiancée, but a capable, hardworking... all-around secretary.

The secretary has something to do, it’s okay...

cough cough.

"The matter you asked me to handle last time is already showing promise."

Feng Shayan was well aware of Mo Yu's true purpose in coming. She chuckled lightly and then began to report on her work.

"I've already reached an agreement with the Huode Sect. They've relented and are willing to 'pass on the skills on behalf of the master,' transferring the core techniques to you under the previously agreed-upon conditions."

"As for the other sects, they are still hesitant. Many sects have actually reached a decision internally, but they want to wait and see to see how sincere we are."

Her hands didn't stop moving, and her magnetic voice grew even deeper and more alluring:

"In addition, I have already collected the talismans you requested, such as the Golden Escape Flowing Light and Dean Dai's Curse. I will give them to you in a moment."

"Thanks for your hard work."

Mo Yu pursed his lips, letting Feng Shayan do as she pleased, and said:

"Once I upgrade the Fire Virtue Sect's cultivation techniques, other sects will see the results and beg to send their own techniques to me. At that time..."

“Then I can take advantage of you, demand bribes, and act like a tyrant,” Feng Shayan replied with a smile.

Although it sounds unbelievable, in her eyes it is a foreseeable future.

Just like the Eight Extraordinary Techniques, their foundation is nothing more than an upgrade of a certain existing inheritance.

However, once it appeared, it directly squeezed out other lineages in the same ecological niche.

As the inheritors of the Spirit Binding Technique, the Feng family knew this best, directly forcing the shaman to stay away from the gate. Jin Kui'er of the Shuzi Sect, the sect leader and one of the Ten Elders, had to stoop so low just to obtain the Feng Hou Qi Men technique.

With Mo Yu's abilities, even if he couldn't upgrade every skill to the level of extraordinary techniques, just upgrading by half a level would still allow him to easily defeat all other inheritances in the same ecological niche.

It's fine if no one upgrades; that's how it's been for thousands of years.

But once it starts rolling...

In order to ensure the survival of their family's tradition, they had no choice but to kneel down and offer up their family's cultivation techniques, begging Mo Yu to take a look.

Mo Yu is someone who doesn't get involved in things; the real decision on which to accept first and which to accept later is made by Feng Sha Yan.

She can repay all the difficulties she has encountered now tenfold later.

However, Feng Shayan was not very interested in these things. Power and wealth were her pursuits, not hers.

As a woman, no matter how strong her personality is, she is ultimately like a vine, needing to rely on a towering tree.

Everything else is merely an add-on.

Mo Yu, this powerful man as strong as a god, is the Heavenly Divine Tree that captivated Feng Shayan, making her willingly submit to him.

Just as Feng Shayan was entwining herself around it like a vine, wanting to go further...

"Bang~"

The mahogany door to the office was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

"Sister Shayan! I'm here... oh?"

A vibrant, youthful figure burst in.

However, when Lu Linglong saw the scene in the office that made her blush instantly and her brain freeze, she froze completely.

Her elusive senior brother, Mo Yu, was being tightly embraced from behind by her usually dignified and imposing sister, Sha Yan, in an extremely ambiguous posture.

And Sister Shayan's hand seemed to be placed in some unspeakable place.

This...this is happening in broad daylight...

"Excuse me! I... I should have knocked!"

Lu Linglong's face flushed red to the roots of her neck in an instant. She apologized incoherently, then immediately covered her eyes with her hands, turned around abruptly, and tried to leave this place of trouble.

"boom!"

Another muffled sound.

Just a second before Lu Linglong's hand touched the doorknob, a fair hand suddenly appeared from the air beside her and slammed the office door shut.

"What are you running for?"

Feng Shayan's soft, slightly mocking voice rang in Lu Linglong's ears.

"Your arrival is just in time! Perfect, I was worried that I... wouldn't be able to handle this beast by myself."

Livestock?

Lu Linglong swallowed hard, stiffly turned around, still covering her eyes, feigning a bewildered, innocent, and shy expression:

"Sister Shayan... what... what are you saying! I don't understand..."

"Can't understand?"

Feng Shayan chuckled softly, her tone tinged with amusement:
"October 17th, night. A young girl, on her birthday, took advantage of her senior brother Mo Yu's kindness in celebrating her birthday and dragged him out for drinks all night."

Then, she pretended to be drunk and acted crazy, crying and shouting, and tackled her senior brother Mo Yu onto the bed..."

boom!
With each word Feng Shayan spoke, Lu Linglong's face grew paler.

How...how did she know?!
This matter should only be known to me and Senior Brother Mo Yu!
Feng Shayan slowly peeked out from behind Mo Yu, her beautiful eyes smiling as she looked at Lu Linglong's adorable, swaying figure, and continued:

Even though Quanzhen's "life and health are both intact" is very powerful, this person still couldn't get out of bed for three whole days.

She lied to her family, saying she'd hurt herself while practicing martial arts and needed to rest. Even when I kindly offered to visit her, you refused with all sorts of excuses, didn't you, my dear sister?

Oh no! She really knew!

Lu Linglong froze completely. She slowly lowered her hands from her face, revealing a pretty face on the verge of tears. She blinked her large, watery eyes and said pitifully:

"I...I was really drunk at the time...Sister Shayan, you have to believe me! I didn't mean to!"

"Yes, I believe it."

Feng Shayan nodded seriously.

However, the next second, her palm appeared behind Lu Linglong once again through space and gave her a gentle push.

Lu Linglong exclaimed in surprise and involuntarily lunged forward, landing right in Mo Yu's arms.

With a soft, fragrant body in his arms, Mo Yu pretended to be dead, treating himself as an emotionless human puppet.

"I already said, I'm not angry."

Feng Shayan pressed her cheek against Mo Yu's back again and whispered:

"My fiancée, who may never become my official fiancée, is no different from a casual sex partner. Maybe you have a better chance than me."

Her voice carried a hint of self-mockery and loneliness as she softly addressed Lu Linglong, who was nestled in Mo Yu's arms, seemingly both rejecting and welcoming him:

"So, my dear sister, you must seize this opportunity. Otherwise, you'll end up like your sister Shayan, regretting it every night and crying secretly under the covers..."

Mo Yu's lips twitched, and she finally couldn't help but complain:
"That makes me sound like a heartless, irresponsible scumbag who starts a relationship and then abandons it."

He felt his reputation was deteriorating at a visible rate.

"You, a scumbag?"

Feng Shayan suddenly laughed.

She brought her lips to Mo Yu's neck and placed a wet kiss on it, then whispered a soft laugh in his ear:
"Power, wealth, cultivation, and you, who are now at the pinnacle... In the end, it's still uncertain who is the one ...

Lu Linglong was held in Mo Yu's arms. Listening to their conversation and seeing the scene before her, she felt her face burning hot, and she didn't know where to put her hands and feet.

Although on her birthday night, she did do all sorts of things, both appropriate and inappropriate, under the influence of alcohol.

But the problem is... it only happened that one night!

Afterwards, she was so ashamed that she didn't dare to appear in front of her senior brother Mo Yu for more than half a month. Every time she saw him from afar, she would take a detour.

Feng Shayan still felt the scene before her wasn't exciting enough. She continued what she was doing while smilingly looking at Lu Linglong, coaxing her:
"Linglong, don't be fooled by your Senior Brother Moyu. His cultivation is unparalleled, and he always seems to have the upper hand in battle, his swift attacks leaving opponents breathless. But in matters like this, he's surprisingly quite passive!"

Lu Linglong felt her hand being taken.

Feng Shayan's voice whispered in the deepest recesses of her ear, carrying a bewitching magic:
"Would you like to... arrange this peerless ferocious beast, which makes the entire world of supernatural beings tremble and looks down upon the world, into eighteen different shapes, and let you do whatever you want with it?"

"..."

Mo Yu watched as Lu Linglong blushed, but her eyes grew brighter and hotter under his gaze, even carrying a hint of... eager excitement?

I have a feeling that with Feng Shayan around, she seems... even more excited?

broken.

I've become part of their play.

(End of this chapter)