Eighteen Ghost Emperors of my ancestors, how dare you make me live in terror?

In the master bedroom.

Lu Ye, wearing a bathrobe, lay on the large bed that Hong Luan had tidied up halfway through the journey, pondering whether he should get a bigger bed in the future.

Hongluan truly deserves to be the woman he loves most.

Not only did she take Ling Xin'er to take a bath, but she also served him a bath in the middle of the process, managing the house in an orderly manner like a mistress of the house.

In her current state, as long as she doesn't make a move, no one would guess that Hongluan's true form is actually an S-rank wedding dress female ghost.

During the boredom of waiting, I flipped my hand over.

I realized I hadn't checked my phone in ages, and there were three forgotten messages in a row.

[Your Yugui Bank card ****, transaction amount 250,000,000.]

[Your Yugui Bank card ****, transaction amount 250,000,000.]

When I opened it, the sky had fallen.

"Holy crap...where's my money?"

"Who the hell stole my 40 billion?"

Teng!

Lu Ye instantly sprang up with a murderous look on his face, a large bone sword already appearing in his hand, looking like he was about to kill someone.

However, his breath dissipated in an instant, and he lay back down.

Did you spend the 40 billion in my account?

Lu also opened his phone and sent a message to Wu Qing.

He had a large sum of money in his account, which was the spoils that Wu Qing and he had divided among several investors when they left Yu Gui High School a few months ago.

A full 40 billion.

Although he didn't pay much attention to it, and didn't spend much of it.

But now that it's suddenly gone, I feel empty inside.

The only person entitled to withdraw this money was his unreliable manager.

Yes, I paid for it.

Wu Qing's reply came quickly back on the phone.

Although I don't really care about the money, you could at least let me know when you're going to spend it.

I used this money to help you set up a small group.

What kind of small group?

Lu also typed a question mark.

However, Wu Qing did not respond again, and it is estimated that she will come to see him soon.

He sensed that Wu Qing was already preparing for something big.

Opening the third text message, Lu Ye finally felt a little better.

[Your Yugui Bank card **** has received a deposit of 32,0140,000.]

It has both whole and odd amounts, totaling nearly 32 billion.

Although this income is pitifully small compared to 400 billion, it's still a drop in the ocean, especially considering he has a large family to support.

Lu also guessed where the money came from.

It was the profit share he earned from the dungeon guide he and Chen Chen had worked on together before, the A-level eerie dungeon [The Widow of the Wilderness].

I didn't expect there would be a little surprise after so long.

"Actually, there's still a large sum of money we haven't accounted for."

A+ level bizarre dungeon, 【The Advance of the Lu Ying Group】, his Lu Ying Group.

"I don't know how the group is doing now after the restructuring."

If a mysterious group were to develop, the profits it could generate would be quite substantial, and it would be making money through unpredictable means!

Since he left the instance, Jiang Yingqing has been extremely busy and has hardly ever shown up. Sometimes, even when he summons her, she can only apologize and reply that she cannot come.

Lu wasn't angry, after all, it was all family business.

After taking stock of his current assets, he realized that he had unknowingly become quite wealthy.

"The family fortune is almost ready; it's time to speed things up a bit," Lu Ye pondered.

.........

Just then, the door opened, and Hongluan walked back in with Ling Xin'er.

He didn't know what intimate words they had spoken, but Ling Xin'er was clearly not as shy as before, and even dared to stare at him with her eyes open.

One was mature and gentle, the other aloof and tender; they stood there gracefully.

"Come."

Lu also spread his hands.

Ling Xin'er hesitated for a moment, then walked barefoot onto the bed, nestled in his arms, closed her eyes, rested her face against his chest, and listened to the sound of his heartbeat.

A sense of satisfaction arises spontaneously.

Lu Ye didn't say anything either, his hand resting on Ling Xin'er's supple waist, gently stroking it back and forth. It felt smooth to the touch, and he seemed to be thinking about something.

After a while, Ling Xin'er spoke softly.

"Sister Hongluan said you have a gift for me."

"yes."

Lu Ye nodded. "Do you remember what I said to you the day you first entered the academy, after you sacrificed your A-rank ability?"

"I remember." Ling Xin'er hugged his neck.

In fact, she remembered every word Lu Ye had ever said, even those he said unintentionally.

"You said you'd help me get another A-level ability later when you had time, but I thought you were joking."

"I always keep my word."

Lu Ye applied more force with his palm, patting rhythmically.

When they first entered the game, he was surrounded by Wang Chao and his team, along with dozens of senior students. He threw Ling Xin'er out of the encirclement, but Ling Xin'er ran back to him on her own.

That was also the time he sacrificed his original A-level ability, and he said he would replace it with another one.

The last time was a sacrifice, and before that, when he left the Cangming team in the academy, he also destroyed one of his A-level ranks.

That's really capricious. Are Grade A items really that worthless?

Lu Ye stopped talking after saying that, and Ling Xin'er didn't ask how to fix it, nor did she care.

Lu Ye sat up straight with force, changed Ling Xin'er's position and placed her directly on his lap. He lifted her fair arm, lightly scratched her skin with his fingernail, and drew blood.

Ling Xin'er seemed oblivious to the pain and didn't stop him, only looking at Lu Ye with some curiosity.

"As expected, damage is shared and transmitted."

Lu Ye looked at his arm again, and sure enough, there was another identical scar in the same spot. However, it quickly healed thanks to his body's powerful self-healing ability.

Ling Xin'er's arm wound was also healing, but the healing speed was obviously slower than his.

"The healing speed is also different."

Lu Ye stretched out his finger again, this time forcefully cutting a wound on his own arm, and Ling Xin'er also had a wound on her arm.

However, this time, after Lu Ye's wounds healed, Ling Xin'er's arm wounds also healed quickly at the same time.

"What a strange love lock," Hongluan said with amusement. "But if the wound is on the husband, the sister's wound will be healed instantly when the husband recovers. However, if the wound is on the sister, the husband's wound will heal quickly because of his strong healing ability, but the sister's wound will have to rely on her own self-healing ability to repair itself."

"That's right."

Lu also gave him an approving look.

Only an S-rank Hongluan could see this clearly.

This is exactly what he wants to experiment with.

Because they signed a marriage certificate with Ling Xin'er in that instance, they have a love lock on them, so if one of them is injured, the other will also be injured.

Lu Ye had been worried about something before.

He won't die easily.

Even if his head is cut off by a strange blade, it can grow back on its own.

Moreover, with his terrifying self-healing ability, he can quickly recover from minor injuries.

But what about Ling Xin'er?

If his head were chopped off, wouldn't Ling Xin'er die instantly?

It was a minor injury for him, but if it were passed on to someone else, it could be fatal.

However, he later found that, thankfully, the rules for determining damage transfer were not that abnormal.

Damage transfer occurs only after the damage has been dealt to the target.

To give a simple example.

For example, his head fell off, but it grew back, and he was lively and energetic again.

Therefore, the damage assessment for this transmission on Ling Xin'er is no damage, and it won't cause Ling Xin'er's head to fall off, because she is still alive and kicking.

What he feared most was that he could live even if his head was cut off, but Ling Xin'er's head would never grow back after being cut off.

After that, he dared not act recklessly anymore.

"So now there's only one problem left: my body has a strong self-healing ability, but yours doesn't. If I get beaten up, I recover quickly, but you'll be in excruciating pain. This will affect my ability to accomplish important things in the future."

Lu Ye pinched Ling Xin'er's cheek.

Just like when he and the top scholar were fighting each other in the sky in the S-level dungeon, every time he was injured, Ling Xin'er was also injured, and she must have been in so much pain that she was about to die.

Ling Xin'er thought for a moment, "Then what should we do?"

"So I'm planning to give you a gift. I'm not sure if it will grant you an A-level ability, but it will definitely benefit your health, and it should also give me an extra layer of security," Lu Ye said.

Upon hearing the last sentence, Ling Xin'er nodded. "What gift?"

Lu Ye pointed to his chest and grinned.

I'm giving you my heart.