From rejecting the beautiful female CEO to becoming extremely powerful

As soon as Su Qingwan finished speaking, Lu Yunzhou took a step forward.

The two were only half an arm's length apart.

Su Qingwan looked up at him, her face showing no sign of backing down.

Lu Yunzhou, suppressing his anger, said, "Explain yourself clearly. What exactly are his abilities?"

Su Qingwan turned around and walked to the desk, bent down and opened the bottom drawer, taking out a handwritten record from under a stack of old envelopes.

The paper was worn out, with yellowed and fuzzy edges, and was covered with dates and the dates of Xiao Sihai's disappearances.

Some dates are marked with a red circle, along with the weather, destination, and the injuries he sustained when he reappeared.

She observed for seven whole years.

"He would disappear for a few days every now and then."

Su Qingwan lowered her voice, "After you come back, your breathing will be a little heavier."

Xiao Sihai's cultivation technique is called "Closed Meridian Golden Body".

Cultivators will lock their true energy into the twelve main meridians and then use it to protect their muscles, bones, and internal organs.

When the technique is activated, the skin and flesh appear no different from ordinary people, but in reality, every inch is enveloped by true qi.

Ordinary knives and guns are unlikely to cause him any harm.

Even if a sharp blade pierces the flesh, it won't reach the vital organs.

Lu Yunzhou scanned the record, his fingertip lingering on the most recent date, and his back involuntarily tensed.

Even now that he has entered the True Qi Realm, he still dares not use his body to directly take bullets.

If that record is correct, Xiao Sihai's cultivation level has probably already surpassed that of an ordinary True Qi Realm cultivator.

Xiao Sihai's ability to control so many people at the Cloud Peak Club clearly wasn't solely due to his subordinates and money.

Su Qingwan pointed to the date on the paper: "Every nine days, he must close the door to breathe. During those few hours, the true energy in his body will re-enter his meridians."

The deeper one's understanding of this technique, the greater the pressure one experiences when breathing.

If you stop halfway, your true energy will surge backward.

At best, one will be bedridden for several months; at worst, all the meridians in the body will be destroyed.

Xiao Sihai would change his residence every time he closed the door.

Before entering, the room, food, water, and incense should be checked three times.

There were two more layers of guards outside the door.

Lu Yunzhou stared at the date, already having made up his mind.

Once he enters that room, he will have a chance to cripple Xiao Sihai.

Su Qingwan saw through his plan and immediately poured cold water on it.

When Xiao Sihai closed the door to get some fresh air, his defenses became even tighter.

Rumors circulated that he didn't touch women, and some even said he had health problems; these rumors were all spread by him.

The real reason lies in the closed-door situation.

The scent of strangers, perfumes, and medicines would disrupt his internal energy circulation as soon as they entered the room.

Women have many personal items on them, and the smells they leave behind are mixed, so he simply kept them all outside.

Normally, Xiao Sihai only interacts with a few specific women.

Everyone's toiletries and clothing materials are checked in advance.

Lu Yunzhou's brows furrowed more and more tightly.

This is no longer just being careful.

Xiao Sihai blocked all the possible sources of problems.

Su Qingwan pulled out a diagram of human acupoints from the records.

A circle was drawn in red below the left rib.

Seven years ago, Xiao Sihai was slapped hard while abroad.

That injury never healed; I could only suppress it with my internal energy.

During breathing, the Qi Sea near the old injury is the weakest.

The next time the doors will be closed will be in three days.

The location is No. 9 Beishan Courtyard.

Su Qingwan looked at Lu Yunzhou: "I can get him to transfer half of the guards outside. You can handle the rest yourself."

Lu Yunzhou's gaze lingered on the red circle.

He can use silver needles to sever meridians and then send the vital energy of creation into the old wound.

As soon as Xiao Sihai starts breathing, the external true energy will disrupt his Qi Sea.

You only get one chance.

If they fail, both of them will die.

Lu Yunzhou folded the acupuncture point chart and put it in his pocket: "I'll cripple him in three days."

Su Qingwan's face turned colder: "You'd better come in alive first before you spout such nonsense."

Lu Yunzhou did not argue.

He picked up the record again and memorized the ventilation time and the internal layout of Beishan No. 9 Courtyard.

Xiao Sihai treats Mu Qingying as a business, so he's willing to risk his life for this opportunity.

As soon as he put the paper back on the table, Lu Yunzhou remembered his earlier actions.

He grabbed Su Qingwan's wrist and pushed her onto the bookshelf.

There were red marks on her wrists, and the collar of her bathrobe was torn.

Lu Yunzhou's Adam's apple bobbed slightly: "I acted impulsively just now."

Before he could finish speaking, Su Qingwan raised her hand and slapped him across the face.

With a snap, the study fell silent.

Lu Yunzhou turned his face away, his cheeks burning.

He neither dodged nor reacted.

Su Qingwan shook her hand: "This slap is what you owe me."

Lu Yunzhou turned back, his eyes still burning with anger, but he didn't touch her.

Su Qingwan approached and straightened his collar.

Her delicate fragrance filled the air, and her fair and clean shoulders and neck, revealed beneath her robe, were clearly visible.

Her gaze fell on Lu Yunzhou's face.

Neither of them backed down.

Su Qingwan sneered, "You were quite capable when you were pinching me, but you became obedient after being slapped?"

Lu Yunzhou grasped her wrist, then quickly released it.

He didn't want to pressure her anymore.

Su Qingwan did not avoid it this time.

She knew that Lu Yunzhou had other women around him.

Lu Yunzhou was also aware that she had indeed approached him with the intention of taking advantage of him.

But during the ambush at the Cloud Peak Club, he shielded her from the knife with his own body.

He also risked his life to save her in the warehouse in the western suburbs.

The accounts have been settled to this day and are far too numerous to reconcile.

Lu Yunzhou stared at her: "Are you helping me to kill Xiao Sihai, or for my sake?"

Su Qingwan was silent for a few seconds, then placed her hand on his chest: "Both. Is that a straightforward answer?"

Lu Yunzhou felt a tightness in his chest.

He had always been wary of Su Qingwan plotting against him, but when he actually heard those words, he couldn't pretend to be confused any longer.

Su Qingwan raised her hand and touched his slapped face.

She paused, waiting for his choice.

Lu Yunzhou looked down at her: "I'll stay. Don't regret it."

Su Qingwan's breathing became erratic: "The door is right behind you. If you want to leave, leave now."

Lu Yunzhou raised his hand and closed the study door.

The door lock is closed.

The documents on the table were blown about by the wind, and a few sheets of paper fell onto the carpet.

The desk lamp stayed on until late at night, but the housekeeper downstairs still hadn't come up.

Even after daybreak, the curtains remained tightly closed.

Lu Yunzhou didn't come down from the second floor until 3 p.m.

He changed his shirt, but the collar button was wrong.

The handprint on his face had faded, but a red mark had appeared on his neck.

Lu Yunzhou was in the living room buttoning his clothes again when the sound of slippers came from upstairs.

Mu Qingying walked down, holding onto the railing.

She was wearing Su Qingwan's oversized pajamas, the hem of which covered her knees, and her long, black hair was loose over her shoulders.

She had just woken up, and her eyelids were still a little heavy.

The pajamas fit Su Qingwan perfectly, but they were quite loose on Mu Qingying.

Her neckline slipped to the side with each step, revealing her snow-white shoulders.

Lu Yunzhou glanced at it and quickly turned his face away.

Mu Qingying walked into the living room and found that he had even buttoned his shirt wrong.

She followed the red mark along his collar and saw it again.

She stopped in her tracks.

Lu Yunzhou's heart tightened.

Mu Qingying looked down at her pajamas, her face quickly flushing.