After obtaining the Yin-Yang inheritance, I became invincible.

As Qiao Qingshan saw Yun Chen to the door, he said with a troubled expression, "Dr. Yun, I have a favor to ask. Could you please keep the matter of treating my daughter a secret?"

As the lord of a city, he also had higher aspirations.

If the news of spending 100 million every three days gets out, such high consumption is beyond what the city lord's salary can afford. There will definitely be people who use this as an excuse to accuse him of having financial problems.

Even if one's family has many businesses and doesn't rely on a salary for a living, it can still be troublesome and easily become a target for attack and criticism.

Yun Chen nodded in agreement, seemingly unconcerned.

As the saying goes, "the nail that sticks out gets hammered down," his current goal is to improve his skills as quickly as possible, rather than to become famous overnight.

The best development path is to quietly make big money at this pace.

"By the way, where is the jade bottle that Sun Dechuan used to store the Gu worms?"

Qiao Qingshan quickly waved to He Qiming.

He Qiming presented it with both hands.

Yun Chen held the small bottle made of thousand-year-old cold jade in his hand, feeling the energy contained within, and was overjoyed.

This jade bottle is more precious than He Qiming's Buddhist prayer beads.

As a martial artist's cultivation level increases, the number of items they carry with them also increases.

You can't carry weapons, elixirs, and other such things in a backpack all the time, can you?

The key issue is that the backpack has too little space; it's simply not enough.

What he lacks most now is a high-quality Qiankun bag, which is an essential item for grandmaster-level experts.

Although this cold jade cannot be used in medicine, the energy contained within it can infinitely recharge the Qiankun Bag.

Among the materials used in the Qiankun Bag, the most difficult to secure is the energy supply.

Now that we've tackled the most difficult part, things will be much easier from here on out.

After seeing Yun Chen leave happily, Qiao Zhiyao stood at the gate, gazing at the vast night, her heart filled with lingering emotions.

He Qiming, who was standing to the side, saw this and was very anxious.

Could it be that the goddess he has been in love with for so many years has fallen for someone else?

Just then, his phone beeped with a message notification from the work group.

He served as the captain of the guards at the city lord's mansion, and did not have fixed working hours.

Sometimes, when the guards discovered something, he would have to check the information even in the middle of the night.

However, when he opened the group chat and saw a message pushed by a member of the guard team, his eyes immediately flashed with a sharp light, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up.

That was a news notification that just popped up on the pedestrian street—[The "Goddess Detective" of the Zhenwu Division is suspected of being kidnapped by a womanizer]

Although neither the video nor the photos captured the "flower thief's" face, his hoodie and jeans were exactly the same as Yun Chen's.

And it just so happens that it happened at the same time Yun Chen left the city lord's mansion.

"Miss, you...you see, Yun Chen really isn't a good person!"

His voice trembled as he spoke, overwhelmed with emotion.

After glancing at it, Qiao Zhiyao gave a disdainful snort.

"Since this woman came to Canghai City, I haven't seen her solve any major cases, but she has earned the title of 'Most Beautiful Female Detective'."

She glared coldly at He Qiming.

"It's all because of you stinky men who spoiled her!"

He Qiming felt very innocent, being dragged into this mess for no reason.

"No, look, there's a bounty notice from the Canghai Town Martial Division right down there."

Qiao Zhiyao scoffed and said, "So what? Doesn't the Canghai Town Martial Division often handle those wrongful convictions? Are you going to report Doctor Yun?"

"No...no! He's here to treat your illness, of course I won't report him. I just want to remind you that he's a dangerous person, a hypocrite on the surface, but actually full of wicked and depraved thoughts. Even the goddess detective was..."

"Shut up!"

Qiao Zhiyao's face showed anger as she pointed at He Qiming's nose and said:

"I won't allow you to tarnish Doctor Yun's reputation! Even if Doctor Yun did it, it must have been that shameless slut who seduced him. Doctor Yun was doing it to rid the people of a scourge!"

After saying that, she turned around proudly, took a cheerful step, opened her phone to search for news, and watched Yun Chen's video over and over again.

"So handsome!"

Watching the goddess's retreating figure, He Qiming froze on the spot, hardly believing what he had just heard.

So, after Yun Chen used force, he still has to blame the woman for seducing him?

What kind of theories are these?

He looked at Qiao Qingshan beside him.

"Sir, you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Qiao Qingshan sighed in exasperation.

"You! Sigh!"

Qiao Qingshan also left, leaving He Qiming alone, bewildered in the wind.

No, what did I do wrong?

Night fell, and the full moon hung high in the sky.

No. 18, Fuchun Mountain Villa Area.

Xu Shen got up from the bath.

The pool water had turned completely black.

Although the medicinal effects of the cloud dust were negligible after soaking in it, Xu Shen's cultivation, which had been suppressed for many years, rebounded in a retaliatory manner.

When he broke through to the seventh rank, he still remembered Yun Chen's words and wanted to leave the bath.

But the temptation of that breakthrough was too great. He kept breaking through to the eighth rank, and only stopped when he felt that the restless blood and qi in his body could no longer be suppressed.

Even after leaving the medicinal liquid, he still felt his whole body burning hot, and an unnamed evil fire was burning fiercely in his lower abdomen.

He was dizzy and his mind was no longer clear.

He walked out of the bathroom without even putting on his clothes, and sat cross-legged on the floor, trying to use calming techniques to suppress the restless blood in his veins.

Meanwhile, a lot of people were standing outside the villa.

Xiao Changkong and the four leaders of the White Wolf Gang, along with Zhao Qiaohui and Li Peifang, who are determined to take revenge.

There are so many mosquitoes outside.

Those who practice martial arts are not afraid at all; they have all undergone physical tempering, and their skin is not something that mosquitoes can bite through.

But Zhao Qiaohui and Li Peifang couldn't take it anymore; they were covered in bites.

"husband!"

Zhao Qiaohui shook Xiao Changkong's arm and said coquettishly, "I'm almost eaten alive by mosquitoes. Let's go inside and wait."

Xiao Changkong couldn't bear to see his woman suffer.

"Alright! Anyway, I'm a protector hired by the Su family, so there's nothing wrong with me going in."

The others naturally had no objections either.

They didn't care whether Yun Chen would be angry when he came back. What right did someone who couldn't even save his own life have to be angry?

They didn't make too much noise so as not to disturb the neighbors.

Upon arriving in the living room on the first floor, they felt right at home, sitting comfortably on the sofa and beginning to discuss their specific plans for action after meeting Yun Chen.

After all, we still need to leave some room for Xiao Changkong.

"Honey, I need to find some ointment, it's so itchy."

Li Peifang pleaded pitifully.

"Okay, you and Qiaohui go look for it together." Zhao Tianhu waved his hand casually.

Zhao Qiaohui and Li Peifang had a good relationship to begin with. The two linked arms and searched around the first floor, but found nothing, so they went up to the second floor.

"It's all Yun Chen's fault. I'll have to wear concealer tomorrow. I'm going to have to poke him a few more times tonight."

Zhao Qiaohui, her face full of resentment, pulled out a dagger and brandished it.

Li Peifang nodded repeatedly.

"Let me tell you, that bastard deserves to be torn to pieces. And that little bitch Zhou Xiaoyu. I've already found out, she's still working at the Baohao Nightclub tonight. Tomorrow night, let's go and teach that slut a lesson together."

Zhao Qiaohui's lips curled into a mischievous smile.

"Since she's such a slut, let's get a few guys to ravage her tomorrow night! Then film it and post it online."

Upon hearing this, Li Peifang immediately became excited.

"Zhou Xiaoyu must be having an affair with that bastard, otherwise why would she be so kind as to help her? Let's make her get ridden by another man, film it, and show it to that bastard first. I can't wait to see that bastard turn into a cuckold. Hahaha..."

Zhao Qiaohui shook her head smugly.

As they spoke, it was as if they could already see that exciting scene.

"Just imagine, a man seeing his woman being ridden by another man, tsk tsk tsk... if he doesn't go crazy on the spot, that green-haired turtle has a big heart!"

The two went up to the second floor and found that the door to one of the bedrooms was open.

"This room is definitely occupied; it must be that bastard's bedroom. Let's go in and check."

Zhao Qiaohui walked ahead and was about to push open the door when she saw a naked man sitting on the floor through the crack in the door.

Startled, she quickly took a step back, gestured for Li Peifang to be quiet, and whispered:

"There's someone inside!"

Li Peifang was also taken aback.

"It must be that bastard! Let's go downstairs and tell everyone."

Zhao Qiaohui grabbed her arm.

"Don't rush!"

She tried to peek inside the door.

The room was dark and dimly lit, but you could still vaguely see that the man with his back to you seemed to be in a meditative state.

Although she was not a martial artist, she knew that under normal circumstances, a martial artist would not remain completely unresponsive when someone approached at this distance.

She curled her red lips into a smug smile as she looked at the panicked Li Peifang.

"That bastard is meditating and practicing his skills; he should have already entered a state of deep concentration."

Li Peifang naturally knew that martial artists often reach a state of deep meditation during their cultivation, which means that their perception of the outside world becomes very dull, or even completely impaired.

This is also why martial artists need to go into seclusion for training at certain crucial moments.

She asked, looking completely bewildered, "What do you mean? You wouldn't...?"

Zhao Qiaohui brandished the gleaming dagger in her hand.

"This time, let those men see that we can get our revenge even without them!"