From rejecting the beautiful female CEO to becoming extremely powerful

At the end of the corridor on the second floor of a chain budget hotel in the north of the city.

Lu Yunzhou turned on the shower, and the hot water poured onto the three blood grooves on his left shoulder, causing him to gasp in pain.

Looking down, I saw that the flesh around the wound was already closing up, recovering much faster than last time.

The true energy of the Creation Technique traveled along the meridians twice, and the stinging pain in my shoulder turned into a dull, throbbing sensation.

He turned off the water, dried himself off, wrapped himself in a towel, sat on the edge of the bed, and took out the yellowed booklet from his pocket and opened it.

The Turtle Breathing Method.

The first few pages discuss breathing rhythms and the art of concealing one's breath, which complements the approach of the Creation Technique.

The more Lu Yunzhou looked at it, the more he felt he had struck gold.

Once this method is mastered, not only will post-battle recovery be 30% faster, but one can also suppress one's aura to the level of an ordinary person, making it impossible for fellow practitioners to fathom one's true strength.

He sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed and regulated his breathing according to the methods in the booklet, allowing his true energy to slowly circulate along a new path.

Just as he was figuring out the trick on the third page, a cool, metallic blade pressed against the back of his neck.

Lu Yunzhou felt a chill run down his spine.

"Don't move."

The woman's voice was low in her throat, her breath brushing past his ear.

A triangular bayonet was positioned to block the carotid artery; the blade was so precise that a slight exertion of the wrist would be enough to sever the blood vessel.

With all five senses activated, the other party silently approached from behind.

This woman's cultivation level is far superior to his.

Lu Yunzhou's eyes veered to the right.

In the distance, all that could be seen was a section of his forearm wrapped in black fabric and half of his face covered by a fox mask.

"We can talk this over."

He spoke in a low voice.

Before the words were finished, a series of hurried footsteps echoed down the corridor, along with a familiar voice.

"There are still five rooms on the second floor that haven't been checked. Go through them one by one! Don't miss anyone!"

Brother Leopard.

Xiao Sihai's men are searching the building.

The bayonet on her neck was pushed forward a little more, and the woman's breathing became erratic.

"Cooperate with me."

Her voice was forced out through clenched teeth, "Do as I say if you don't want to die."

"How should we coordinate?"

"Turn off the lights, get into bed, and pretend you're doing the deed. Quickly!"

Lu Yunzhou was stunned for a moment: "...Pretending to be doing a job?"

The tip of the bayonet pierced a layer of skin, and beads of blood seeped out: "Stop talking nonsense!"

The door to the next room was swiped open, and Brother Leopard was talking to the person inside.

We should be here in three to five seconds.

Lu Yunzhou slapped out the bedside lamp.

The room was plunged into darkness.

A soft rustling sound of fabric being pulled came from behind; the bodysuit covering her entire body was being removed.

He instinctively turned around and received a slap on the back of his head.

Turn around. If you dare look, I'll pluck your eyes out.

"Okay, okay, okay."

The blanket was lifted and then closed again.

A burning hot body pressed against her, carrying a cool, refreshing scent and the smell of a light sweat.

"Speak up."

She gave the order.

The footsteps in the corridor had stopped at the door.

Lu Yunzhou's internal energy, already restless from the excitement of the battle, was now pressed against a soft body, causing his blood to rush to his head and his Adam's apple to bob.

His hand had just touched it when it was slapped away.

"Keep your hands to yourself!"

"You told me to speak but not to move my hands, how can I...?"

"Shut up!"

Before she could finish speaking, there were three knocks on the door.

The woman's body tensed, and her breath hitched.

Under the blanket, the military dagger was pressed against his side again.

"Leave it to me."

Lu Yunzhou said something in a low voice, turned over and pushed the blanket out, making a noise, and deliberately hummed twice.

"Bang!"

The door was unlocked by swiping a card, and half of the light from the corridor shone in.

Leopard stood at the door, followed by two men in black.

The beam of the flashlight swept across the room, landing on the quilt piled up on the bed and the clothes and shoes scattered on the floor.

Lu Yunzhou poked half his head out from under the covers, looking embarrassed as if he'd been caught in the act: "Brother Leopard? What's going on...?"

Leopard Brother swung his flashlight toward the bed, revealing half of his fair shoulder and a strand of loose long hair on the other side of the blanket.

"Damn it, it's you, kid."

Leopard put away his flashlight, turned around and waved to his two men, "No need to check this place."

"Brother Leopard, what happened?"

Lu Yunzhou propped himself up halfway and asked in a carefully chosen tone.

"A reckless woman showed up at the boss's drinking party and almost stabbed someone with a knife. She ran away and darted into this area."

Leopard stood at the door without coming in, squinting as he glanced around. "You certainly know how to enjoy yourself."

"Hey, Leopard Bro, you know what I mean..."

"Alright, alright, stop joking with me."

Brother Leopard waved his hand, "When you're done, let the boss know you're safe and sound, don't keep him waiting."

"Received, received."

The footsteps faded into the distance.

The fire door at the end of the corridor clicked once, and the entire floor fell silent.

Lu Yunzhou breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to speak when the military dagger at his waist tightened again.

"They've gone far away."

He said.

The woman behind him didn't answer, but her breathing was much more erratic than before.

Two bodies were pressed together under the blanket, their body temperatures intertwined, and Lu Yunzhou could clearly feel her trembling slightly.

The true energy of the Creation Technique churned in his dantian. After the battle, he needed to balance yin and yang, and with this turmoil, his blood and energy surged to the limit.

"you……"

She finally spoke, her voice trembling, hoarse and unsteady, "You bastard, you actually did it for real..."

"You made me cooperate."

The bayonet was moved away from his waist.

In the darkness, she bit her lower lip and resigned herself to her fate, remaining silent.

Breathing sounds rose and fell, and the bed frame swayed slightly.

After a long time, everything returned to calm.

Only the two people's heavy breathing remained in the room, along with the low hum of the night wind sweeping through the glass outside the window.

Lu Yunzhou lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling.

The pain in my left shoulder had subsided at some point, and the true energy of the Creation Technique flowed smoothly through my meridians, while the soreness in my dantian had subsided considerably.

The woman beside him moved first.

She threw off the covers and sat up quickly, groping for her clothes on the floor in the darkness.

Lu Yunzhou turned over and reached out, his five fingers landing perfectly on her wrist.

"open."

She lowered her voice.

"You can wear the clothes, but don't rush to put on the mask."

"court death?"

She swung her other elbow at him, but Lu Yunzhou dodged it by turning his head. He then pulled her hand so that his fingertips hooked the edge of the fox mask on her face.

"Smack."

The mask slipped from his hand.

Lu Yunzhou reached for the bedside lamp switch with his other hand and pressed it.

The dim, yellow light brightened.

His hand froze in mid-air.

Beneath the mask was an extremely exquisite face.

With high-set brows, a straight nose, thin, red lips, and a pair of narrow, phoenix-shaped eyes filled with shame, anger, and murderous intent.

Her long hair fell over her bare shoulders, and her skin was dazzlingly white under the light.

She's so beautiful she doesn't look real.

The woman's pupils contracted slightly, and she clenched her teeth.

"Have you seen enough?"

Before Lu Yunzhou could reply, her knee had already struck him squarely in the abdomen.

The force was so great that he was slammed back onto the bed, his head hitting the wall with a loud thud.

As he straightened up, clutching his stomach, a gust of night wind suddenly blew in through the curtains.

The window was wide open, but the person had vanished without a trace.

Lu Yunzhou sat on the edge of the bed, clutching his lower abdomen and wincing in pain.

I looked down at the floor.

The fox mask was still lying under the light, grinning at him.

He reached out and picked it up, then smelled it.

There was a faint body temperature and a refreshing, cool fragrance.