Simultaneous Transmigration: Freedom Across the Heavens

Seeing Bai Li staring at her, Feng Baobao scratched her nose and asked blankly, "You know me?"

Bai Li said frankly, "I've heard of your name, but I've never met you in person. I've been friends with you for a long time, Feng Baobao."

He had no romantic feelings for Feng Baobao, but since she was an immortal being, it was impossible for him not to be curious about her.

However, the secrets surrounding her are too numerous to fully explore. It's better to wait until she stops eating beef before delving into them.

Feng Baobao stared at Bai Li and whispered, "This person has a strange scent, it's so faint, I can't quite grasp it."

Zhang Chulan felt a pang of jealousy and quickly said with a smile, "President Feng, we won't bother you any longer. We'll take our leave now."

Feng Zhenghao smiled and nodded, "Chu Lan, come visit the World Society often when you have time."

He had high hopes for Zhang Chulan; he was shrewd, had strong self-control, and possessed immense potential. In contrast, Bai Li, that rascal, while strong, was riddled with romantic entanglements and acted recklessly, clearly someone he couldn't control.

After watching the excitement, Bai Li waved goodbye, "I'm going back to rest now. Call me if you need anything."

Feng Zhenghao looked displeased. Seeing that Feng Shayan seemed to be about to follow, he immediately said in a deep voice, "Shayan, come in with me."

Feng Shayan paused, hesitated, and finally bit her lip before turning back and walking into the office.

She knew her father was going to nag her again.

The city nights are exceptionally noisy, a vibrant tapestry of light and shadow.

There was a knock on the guest room door, and Bai Li went to open it.

Outside the door, Feng Shayan had changed her clothes. She wore a high-waisted sports shirt that accentuated her full curves and black sharkskin pants that hugged her long legs.

She was also carrying a bottle of red wine and two glasses.

Clink! The glasses clinked together, making a soft sound.

Feng Shayan raised her eyes and smiled slightly, a hint of teasing in her eyes, "Aren't you going to invite me in?"

Bai Li raised an eyebrow, sensing another night of heavy fighting, and gestured with his hand, saying, "Please..."

Bang! The door slammed shut, leaving only the sound of their breathing inside.

The two sat facing each other at the coffee table, the soft chairs fitting snugly against their bodies.

Bai Li leaned back lazily in his chair, lightly clinked glasses with Feng Shayan, and began to tug at her, "Instead of sleeping at night, you're here to drink with me. Miss Feng, is something on your mind?"

"I can't sleep."

Feng Shayan tilted her head back and took a sip, her tone tinged with resentment, and said, "You bastard, I don't believe you couldn't see it during the day when my dad wanted to match me up with Zhang Chulan."

Bai Li chuckled lightly, "The decision on this matter is in your hands, isn't it?"

Feng Shayan rested her chin on her hand, her eyes shimmering, "Aren't you worried that I might really get together with Zhang Chulan?"

"You can't do it?"

Why?

Bai Li extended his finger and gently touched the back of her hand. Magnetic energy quietly spread, traveling along her skin and bringing a tingling sensation. "Because you don't listen to your father as much as you think you do."

"And are you really willing to never spar with me again?"

Feng Shayan trembled, as if she had been electrocuted. Could this be love at first sight?

Her eyes gradually became unfocused, and her voice softened, "Then, what about Fei Yue?"

Bai Li tilted her head and laughed, "What do you mean, 'what to do'? We're in a purely platonic relationship, aren't we?"

"You're such a scumbag!" Feng Shayan gritted her teeth.

She stood up, picked up the wine bottle on the table, tilted her head back and gulped down half of it, the wine sliding down her neck and soaking her collar.

Bai Li crossed his legs, not stopping her.

Women, sometimes you just need to find a reason for yourself, like being drunk.

Feng Shayan put down the wine bottle, placed her hands on the coffee table, and glared at Bai Li resentfully.

Bai Li suddenly reached out and pulled her into his arms.

Feng Shayan struggled slightly, "What are you doing?"

clap clap!

Two clear sounds rang out inside the room, and her peach-shaped buttocks trembled slightly.

Feng Shayan quieted down, her eyes welled up with tears, a blush spreading to her ears, and her voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, "You, you hit me."

Bai Li lowered his head, his warm breath brushing against her ear. "What did you say? I didn't hear you."

"Hit me." Feng Shayan's voice rose a few decibels.

Bai Li released her, and amidst her puzzled gaze, whispered a few words in her ear.

Feng Shayan's delicate body trembled slightly as she slowly got up and moved onto the carpet.

Her posture was submissive and shy.

Bai Li was utterly unceremonious.

"Hmm..."

"Are you still mentioning Fei Yue?"

"Ugh... Let's not talk about it anymore, let's not talk about it anymore!"

Inside, warm-colored lights illuminated the shadows, which intertwined.

Outside, cars streamed by, their horns blaring, sometimes low and sometimes high, continuing all night long.

The next day, sunlight streamed through the French windows and into the room.

Feng Shayan clung tightly to Bai Li's arm, her eyelashes fluttering, fast asleep.

Bai Li smiled and glanced at the traces, surprised that she actually liked them.

He gently withdrew his arm and pulled her close to his chest. With her soft, warm body in his embrace, and having nothing else to do, he decided to take another nap.

In his top-floor office, Feng Zhenghao put down the phone and rubbed his throbbing temples.

He had just finalized the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony with the other members of the Ten Elders yesterday, and now he's back with a whole host of troubles. It's like one problem after another.

Upon seeing Feng Xingtong enter, Feng Zhenghao asked, "Where's your sister? Why didn't she come with you?"

"Uh, she went out yesterday and hasn't come back yet, but I've already called her."

Feng Xingtong scratched her face a couple of times with her fingers, not daring to let Feng Zhenghao know at all, while Feng Shayan went to Bai Li's room.

"Forget it, I won't wait for her."

Feng Zhenghao frowned, his tone grave, "There's something I need to tell you. The Celestial Master's Mansion has decided to hold the Luo Tian Grand Ritual and select the next Celestial Master, as well as Elder Lu..."

Inside the guest room, Feng Shayan slowly woke up, her eyes still a little dazed. When she realized that she was nestled in Bai Li's arms, the scene from last night flashed through her mind. Good heavens, she had really gone crazy, she had actually become like that!

She shyly shrank back even further.

Bai Li was already awake. His palm was warm. He patted the soft surface of his hand and said, "You're awake. Your brother called you more than a dozen times, but I saw you were sleeping soundly, so I didn't wake you."

Feng Shayan suddenly sat up and exclaimed, "Oh no, it must be my dad looking for me."

Ignoring the fact that her underwear was partially exposed, she picked up her phone from the bedside table and started dialing, "Xing Tong, what do you want...?"

Ring ring ring, Bai Li couldn't help but flick her finger.

"Um!"

Feng Shayan glared at him, then continued the call, "Nothing, have you finished talking?"

"Are you trying to kill me?!" Feng Shayan angrily slapped him after hanging up the phone.

Bai Li hugged her, his hands feeling warm and smooth. "What's the rush?"

Feng Shayan obediently nestled against his chest and whispered, "They say the Celestial Master's Mansion is going to hold the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, and the champion can become the next Celestial Master, and there's also the Eight Extraordinary Skills Tongtian Talisman..."

Bai Li gently stroked his waist. "Are you more interested in the position of Celestial Master or the Heavenly Register?"

Feng Shayan's eyes glistened with a seductive charm. "I'm not interested in any of them. Our Feng family already has two of the Eight Extraordinary Techniques. A tall tree catches the wind; the position of Celestial Master is not something outsiders can covet."

"Not bad, your dad is very clear-headed. No wonder he's a self-made tycoon."

"Yes, of course..."

Bai Li slowly stood up. "What do you think about me becoming a Taoist priest?"

"Hmm!"

Feng Shayan wrapped her long legs around him, her breath sweet as orchids, "Not so good. A Celestial Master is supposed to become a nun, and you... can't be one."

"What about the Heavenly Scroll?"

"Um, if you're not afraid of trouble, then just go ahead..."