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A feast, a feast of farts.

If there's no fancy meal, she'll get takeout.

"I'm injured and need to replenish my nutrition," Xia He protested at the dining table with a dark expression.

"Eat it or not, I'll indulge your bad habits."

"Let's make it clear first, come again tonight, and you can leave today."

Xia He.

He clenched his teeth, making a clicking sound: "Being able to leave today means I can come back tomorrow, right?"

"I don't even have a place to stay in Tianjin right now. Where am I supposed to stay tonight?" Xia He questioned, her face dark.

"Stay under a bridge, stay in a hotel, stay in a park, whatever you like. Just check in tomorrow morning." He calmly finished his dinner and casually threw the food container into the trash bag.

"Please take out my trash when you leave, and also take out your own."

Xia He.

night......

Gao Dashang once again used his breathing to hone his life force. Xia He in the living room was staring intently at the garbage bag by the door, frantically thinking about where to stay tonight.

Hotels are no longer an option; ever since last year when the bounty was increased, I've rarely stayed in hotels.

Firstly, his identity made it inconvenient for him to book a room, and secondly, he dared not attack ordinary people casually.

Controlling superhumans? There aren't that many superhumans for her to control.

Tianjin, in particular, is the city where NaDuTong's North China region is based, and right next door is NaDuTong's headquarters in Beijing.

Controlling ordinary people like this, do you really think Zhao Fangxu, the all-knowing master, can't kill anyone with his empty-air palm strike?

Gao Dashang's splitting palm technique is powerful, but Zhao Fangxu's splitting palm technique is even more powerful.

"Damn bastard, I'm not leaving tonight, and you dare do anything to me?"

Living under a bridge, living in a park—that's where she should be living.

With a sly smile, Xia He quietly pushed open the guest room door.

I had already toured the rooms during the day and knew them all very well.

She looked down at her arm, which was slinged to her chest, and carefully removed the strap.

"hiss!!!"

"You bastard who doesn't know how to cherish women, don't fall into my hands, or you'll be sorry."

Thinking of something, Xia He pushed open the door and tiptoed into the dressing room.

Soon, she found a clean short-sleeved vest in the closet.

After thinking for a moment, he gritted his teeth and pulled out a pair of boxer shorts that he hadn't put on.

"Bastard, bastard, bastard."

Back in the guest room, she carefully took off her vest using one arm.

As everyone expected, there was nothing else inside the large vest.

I smashed through the wall yesterday, so I was already filthy, and I haven't had a chance to shower yet.

Even a broken arm couldn't stop her determination to take a bath.

With the aid of Qi, a day was enough for her fractured arm to recover slightly.

After carefully rinsing her body, she changed into boxer shorts and a short-sleeved vest with a look of disgust.

Hmm, it's cool down there, and the vest is just the right size to cover my boxer shorts.

I glanced at the clothes I had taken off. Without hesitation, I walked out of the room and threw them into the washing machine.

She was too lazy to be particular about her injured arm and just washed it along with the other parts of her body.

After finishing everything, he returned to his guest room.

I silently calculated the time in my mind, then took out the washed and spun-dry clothes from the washing machine and carefully hung them on the balcony.

"At this temperature, I should be able to wear my clothes in a few hours after they've been spun dry," he thought to himself as he returned to his guest room, making sure to lock the door from the inside.

Little did she know, Gao Dashang was fully aware of her little tricks.

The next day, before dawn, Xia He opened her eyes and immediately ran to the balcony to retrieve her clothes.

Everything else is fine, but it's her panties that she really doesn't want to be seen by tall, sophisticated people.

Upon receiving the clothes, Xia He's face immediately fell.

It's still a bit damp, so I can't wear it at all.

There was nothing else I could do but hang my clothes by the hotel room window, hoping for a good early morning sun, since I don't have the habit of getting up early.

Although she herself felt that for a cultivation fanatic, staying in bed was almost impossible.

As the first rays of sunlight streamed into the room through the French windows, a familiar figure appeared, and Xia He's heart sank completely.

Outside is the large balcony that comes with the flat, where a tall, elegant figure is already practicing boxing.

My gaze swept across the room unintentionally and caught sight of a shade of purple that didn't belong in the large apartment.

"Be mindful of the consequences."

I knocked on the French windows and casually reminded Gao Dashang to avoid the balcony area of ​​the guest rooms.

Xia He.

"Heaven and earth may pass away, but this sorrow will last forever."

Cultivation, eating, sleeping.

Cultivation, eating, sleeping.

In just a few days, Xia He looked haggard, finally understanding the true value of being a cultivation fanatic.

Perhaps they have developed resistance to the respiration muscles, or perhaps they have found a way to suppress them.

From the first day's two attempts, Gao Dashang's reactions to himself became less and less intense.

To influence him, you not only need to increase your output, but the time you can influence him is also getting shorter and shorter.

In just a few days, after repeatedly enduring the urge to be pricked by the bone-scraping knife, Gao Dashang's basic skill value unknowingly increased by 1 point, reaching 70 points.

Life 74, Sex 70, the gap between the two is getting smaller and smaller.

Upon breaking through 70 points, Gao Dashang felt his soul become more solid, and his control over Qi began to change. The flow of Qi in the world he saw became clearer.

"Tsk, with my current soul strength, am I considered a Yang God or a Yin God?"

After a few attempts, the soul still couldn't leave the body, so they had to give up in the end.

If one truly achieves the Yang Shen (spirit of the dead), even without internal alchemy skills, one should be able to separate the Yang Shen from the body.

If the soul is still trapped in the physical body, then it proves that it cannot be considered a true Yang spirit.

"You can leave now." Faced with Xia He's all-out attack once again, Gao Dashang, who only felt slightly uncomfortable and did not react as strongly as he had the previous two days, simply waved her away.

"You're letting me go?"

Pointing to herself, Xia He looked at the other person in disbelief.

"Otherwise what?"

Rolling his eyes, Gao Dashang said irritably, "Your abilities are no longer enough to shake my mind, and you can't assist my cultivation. What use are you to me?"

Xia He.

"Let them go, who cares if they stay?"

Despite her harsh words, Xia He was deeply shocked by the cultivation fanaticism of someone.

In fact, she could tell that Gao Dashang had been suffering a lot during the first two days when his abilities were activated.

Even so, the other party did not give up on themselves, persisted in their cultivation, and did not compromise.

The Four Madmen always believed that their abilities were testing those who fell for their tricks. Those who couldn't withstand the test and gave up only showed that they lacked willpower.

But today, she finally met a peer with a strong enough will.

Not only is he determined, but he also uses his abilities in reverse to complete his cultivation.

She was certain that Gao Dashang had gained something in just a few days, but she didn't know how much.

"I'm leaving. Don't fall into my hands again." Xia He waved her hand with her back to Gao Dashang and opened the door.

If you truly want lovers to be together forever, then you should cultivate your character.

Your abilities can be used to test others, but can you yourself withstand the test? Think about it carefully.

Xia He paused slightly, a bitter smile on her face, before continuing to walk away.

Having already sunk deep into the quagmire, how easy is it to jump out?

"If I had met you instead of Zhang Lingyu, I might be a completely different person."

Now... there are no "what ifs" in this world.

Studio.

[Host, the words the Old Master said to Xia He in the original novel were so sophisticated, yours are just not up to par.]

The path I want to take is difficult, being a good person is difficult... The level of sophistication is off the charts.

Did anyone notice? Xia He, who had just left, paused for a moment when she heard the anchor's advice.

I think Xia He might fall for someone else.

Get lost! You stop and start falling for someone else. Every time someone talks to me on the street, I stop.

According to your logic, wouldn't I become a playboy?

......

The group of people in the live stream chatted casually as usual, and no one really cared about Xia He's relationship with the streamer.

They are just spectators; they can see it but can't touch it. In the end, they are just outsiders.

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