My incredible luck and the girl I picked up

"You're awake? Are you alright, brother?" Leng Binglan asked worriedly from the side.

"...It's nothing..." Leng Yihan's voice was still a little weak. He didn't know what was going on. It seemed that he... had fainted from the pain? Fortunately, his little finger had recovered and the pain had disappeared.

"Well... what's wrong with you, brother? Using psionic energy to detonate your own body? Don't you know that's very harmful? Your little finger might be permanently damaged like that..." Leng Binglan was about to continue lecturing when Leng Yihan pulled her injured hand away, completely unharmed.

"Huh?" Leng Binglan looked at it, then quickly grabbed it and examined it carefully. After confirming that there was no injury, she looked at Leng Yihan with a strange expression.

"What? Don't you know what's going on?" Leng Yihan smiled.

"...What kind of cultivation technique did you practice...? No, wait, where did you get this cultivation technique from?!" Leng Binglan looked at Leng Yihan with a bewildered expression.

However, Leng Yihan felt a little relieved. It seemed that Lin Yin wasn't present at the moment; she had just woken up and hadn't yet checked her surroundings...

"If there are no problems, shall we get up and eat?"

"Ah."

195 Self-torture training

Before leaving the room, Leng Yihan glanced at the alarm clock. It was 7:30. Dinner might have just been prepared.

After leaving the room, Leng Yihan walked to the dining table. However, the atmosphere at the table was a bit strange. Lin Yin and Luo Xue stared at each other, neither of them speaking nor eating.

"What's going on with you two?" Leng Yihan asked as she sat down next to Lin Yin, while Leng Binglan sensibly sat down next to Luo Xue to avoid making her feel too awkward.

Seeing Leng Yihan's actions, Lin Yin smiled smugly, took Leng Yihan's hand, and looked at Luo Xue in a show of defiance.

What happened...? What exactly happened while I was unconscious? What's going on with these two...?

Luo Xue glared at Lin Yin with an unpleasant expression, then turned to Leng Yihan and immediately changed her expression as easily as turning the pages of a book: "Yihan, give it a try. I made all three dishes and one soup by myself. It should be enough for us."

"Hmm." Leng Yihan couldn't say she disliked Luo Xue, but she hoped that Luo Xue would leave on her own. However, since Luo Xue didn't seem to have that intention... then she would let her stay.

What's more, the three dishes and one soup look pretty good right now... and smell quite nice too. At the moment, it looks and smells delicious, it's just missing the taste.

Luo Xue didn't cook anything particularly fancy, just four very ordinary home-style dishes. With a try-it-out mentality, Leng Yihan got hooked on the first dish, and then all three of them got hooked.

Finally, although I didn't really want to admit it, Leng Binglan had to say that this guy's cooking skills were really good. Looking at the empty plates and bowls in front of him, that was a testament to his good culinary skills.

"How about it, not bad, right?" The gloom on Luo Xue's face vanished, leaving only smugness.

"Not bad... So from now on, you'll be in charge of all our meals?" Lin Yin and Leng Binglan were bothered by the relationship between the three girls and didn't say anything, but Leng Yihan didn't mind and praised them.

"Well... it's not impossible. It seems my wife has completed the first step of her cultivation." Originally, her impression of this guy had improved a little, but seeing Luo Xue's current state, her impression of him plummeted, and she even felt a little jealous.

Damn it... My brother never praised me back then, and you've only done so-so!

Before she knew it, Leng Binglan's mouth puffed out roundly, and she looked at Leng Yihan with a resentful expression, making Leng Yihan's skin crawl.

I think I've made a huge mistake—praising another girl in front of my girlfriend… Luckily, Lin Yin didn't make a move; only Bing Lan did…

As Leng Yihan was thinking, she glanced at Lin Yin beside her and noticed that although Lin Yin's expression was normal, she was tightly gripping the coat she was wearing under the table.

Hey! You didn't accidentally smash my machete, did you?!

Leng Yihan exclaimed in surprise.

After that, nothing happened, and Leng Yihan's life was safe. The four of them went online to play Oracle together and played until late at night before logging off. While Lin Yin and Luo Xue went to sleep, Leng Binglan and Leng Yihan secretly went to the bathroom.

"Binglan... I'm in your hands now, my life is in your hands!" Leng Yihan said to Leng Binglan with a serious expression.

“Brother, do you have to exaggerate like that? Take your time, don’t rush, it won’t cause too much damage, right…” Leng Binglan said, but Leng Yihan just answered her request with a smile.

He didn't have that much time, he didn't have enough time. He had to seize every second. He had fallen far behind, and if he didn't fight desperately to catch up with the Demon King, how could he catch up?

"I'm starting," Leng Yihan said, closing his eyes and beginning to circulate the spiritual energy within his body. This time, he wanted to strengthen his two arms.

Using both arms simultaneously, Leng Binglan divided her spiritual energy between them, her brows furrowing slightly, but she didn't realize anything was amiss.

This is really... kind of exciting...

Leng Yihan took a deep breath and nervously manipulated her spiritual energy on the surface of her hands. Following the method described in the Body Strengthening Technique, her spiritual energy surged instantly.

"Oh!"

"Aaaaaaaahhhhhhh!" Leng Yihan collapsed onto the bathroom floor, her hands numb and covered in a strange gray layer.

"Brother?!" Leng Binglan panicked, not expecting Leng Yihan to be so ruthless, taking both arms at once...

"Aaaaaah...aaaaah!" Leng Yihan trembled all over, screaming, not caring whether the people inside could hear him. He was in pain, in so much pain, in unbearable pain—

Ouch ouch ouch ouch ouch ouch ouch ouch—

Leng Yihan's mind was in chaos, and she eventually collapsed from the overwhelming pressure. But for her, this was a kind of relief.

Leng Yihan was not woken up until 6:30 the next day. It was probably because the three women wanted him to sleep a little longer that they did not wake him. The first thing he did after waking up was to check his hands.

"No need to look anymore. Both hands already have a small amount of spiritual energy. If you wait until you finish practicing this technique, you'll probably be a 100% spiritual energy body." Just like yesterday, Leng Binglan was standing next to Leng Yihan.

"Is that so... that's a pretty good start..." Leng Yihan breathed a sigh of relief. Just as she remembered, Leng Binglan flipped over and straddled Leng Yihan, her serious expression startling Leng Yihan into swallowing hard.

"Wh-what's wrong..." Leng Yihan forced a smile at Leng Binglan. Even without her saying anything, Leng Yihan knew it must be because of her crazy actions last night.

It's alright, actually. He originally planned to temper his whole body at once, but considering that he might collapse instantly, he didn't do that and only did it on his two arms.

“Starting tomorrow, you can continue practicing that technique.” Leng Binglan’s voice was strangely cold, no, extremely cold. The Leng Binglan before Leng Yihan was someone Leng Yihan had never seen before; she was too cold.

"But—if you do something that dangerous again, I'll fight you to the death!" Leng Binglan's eyes involuntarily reddened as she spoke. "Do you know how worried I was back then! I couldn't imagine what had happened to you, I could only pray that it was the same as last night. This is what happened now, but what about next time?!"

"I... but... there's not enough time..." Leng Yihan knew he was wrong; he had indeed pushed himself too hard. But if he didn't push himself... he didn't want to helplessly watch everything happen, nor did he want to be unable to see anything happen.

"I don't care! From now on, you can only temper one arm at a time, absolutely no more!" Leng Binglan said pitifully, making Leng Yihan feel guilty layer upon layer.

"Hmm..." Leng Yihan replied softly, but he didn't know what would happen.

After confirming Leng Yihan's agreement, Leng Binglan released Leng Yihan. As a result, the four of them almost arrived at the jail room late, which was quite a close call.

After that, it was as if I had returned to my daily routine before I met Leng Binglan. For the first week, I only needed to attend half-day classes. I would go to school in the morning, go out for lunch, then go for a walk and exercise in the afternoon, and go home to play games in the evening. This routine was repeated over and over again, and the late night was my daily self-torture time.

Originally, Leng Yihan planned to continue tempering both arms at the same time, but unexpectedly, Leng Binglan directly sealed the spiritual energy in the other parts of his body, so he could only transfer it to his right hand.

“Ice Blue…” Leng Yihan.

"I don't care! Only one hand is allowed!" Leng Binglan said, leaning forward slightly to get closer to Leng Yihan, her eyes fixed on Leng Yihan.

"I...I understand..."

Alright, I'll just temper one hand then...

196 was being followed.

For the next week, the days felt so familiar, nothing special. People went to school, exercised from time to time, played Oracle at night, and practiced their right hand late into the night.

It seems that under Leng Binglan's seal, Leng Yihan's progress has accelerated considerably. At least according to Leng Binglan, her right hand will be completely tempered by tomorrow, a speed that surprised Leng Yihan.

On Monday night, Leng Yihan stood solemnly in the bathroom. According to Leng Binglan, if nothing unexpected happened, tonight would be the night her right hand would be fully tempered.

Now, one tempering session is no longer enough to knock Leng Yihan unconscious, which may be one reason why the efficiency has increased.

"Here it comes." Leng Yihan took a deep breath, mobilized all her spiritual energy to gather in her right hand, and activated the Body Strengthening Technique again.

"break!"

"Thump!" The pain he hadn't experienced in a long time returned, and Leng Yihan knelt down on the bathroom floor. Although it still hurt just as much, Leng Yihan's endurance had increased considerably. He gritted his teeth and persevered, not stopping his actions, and mobilized his spiritual energy to restore his right hand.

"Open!" Leng Binglan suddenly pointed at Leng Yihan's left hand, breaking the seal. Then, a surge of spiritual energy erupted from Leng Yihan's right hand, instantly swelling it into a fist like a pig's trotter.

"Brother, temper your left hand!" Leng Binglan hurriedly shouted. Leng Yihan didn't dare to think too much and immediately did as she was told, mobilizing the volatile and excess spiritual energy in her right hand to her left hand, and the Body Strengthening Technique was activated again.

"Ahhh!" This time he couldn't hold back any longer. It was a whole new level of pain. Leng Yihan rolled her eyes and fainted.

When she woke up again at five o'clock, Leng Yihan was still in bed. It seemed that Binglan had carried her there. Both of them were sleeping very soundly and did not show any intention of getting up.

Leng Yihan braced herself with her hands; she was fine now. However, she was still a little confused about what had happened last night.

The moment his right hand seemed to be fully tempered, a huge and violent surge of spiritual energy erupted, almost bursting his right hand. If Leng Binglan hadn't finally released the seal on his left hand, his right hand might have been ruined by now.

He has learned a bit from following Leng Binglan recently. At least he can roughly guess how much his left hand has been tempered. In just one go, he has passed about 50%, and his speed is so fast that he has caught up with Leng Yihan's progress of half a week.

Moreover, the strength of his left and right hands... Leng Yihan would bet that while he wasn't sure about his left hand, his right hand must have undergone a great leap forward. It should now be the 100% spiritual body that Leng Binglan mentioned, right? Although it's only his right hand.

While thinking, Leng Yihan got out of bed and went to wash up. She went to the kitchen to cook. Touching the pot she hadn't touched for a while, Leng Yihan hesitated for a moment, looked at the refrigerator, and decided to make a ham and fried egg and some bread.

This kind of preparation is usually quick, but just as Leng Yihan was about to put the ham in the pot, Luo Xue appeared at the door. Now, things got even faster, and everything was done in fifteen minutes.

After breakfast was prepared, Leng Yihan immediately ran to wake up Leng Binglan and Lin Yin, who were still sleeping, to eat breakfast. After leaning on each other for a while, the two of them finally made their way to the dining table.

Seeing their drowsy appearance, Leng Yihan sighed. What exactly happened last night? Why do they both look so severely sleep-deprived?

After finishing their meal, especially after drinking a few sips of iced milk, the two seemed to have become much more sober.

Starting today, we'll be attending classes all day. The four of us plan to eat at school today, so we won't prepare lunchboxes and will head straight to school.

However, for some reason, Leng Yihan had a strange feeling that something bad was going to happen today... This thought kept popping into his mind.

Although Leng Yihan was concerned, nothing unusual happened until school ended, so she assumed it was just her imagination. She planned to have dinner with Lin Yin and the others first, since she still had evening self-study to attend...

"It's my first time attending evening self-study... I'm a little nervous..." Evening self-study starts at seven o'clock and lasts for two hours until nine o'clock, but Leng Yihan and the other three had already returned to the classroom in advance. They didn't need to go back to their original seats for evening self-study, so they picked a corner, grabbed a book, and sat down.

"By the way, what time do we get off work?" Lin Yin asked listlessly, slumped over the table.

"Two hours... Ye... Lin Yin, let's just wait." Although Leng Binglan's change of address wasn't particularly obvious, Leng Yihan, who knew her well, naturally knew what she was trying to say.

This guy... I thought you guys were on the same side against Luo Xue now, but I didn't expect that you would still end up hurting each other.

“Speaking of which… will the four of us beautiful girls be followed on our way back?” Luo Xue suddenly turned around and asked. She could still only sit with Leng Binglan and didn’t have the chance to sit with Leng Yihan.

"First of all, let me correct you, I'm not a pretty girl. And what if I get followed on my way back... Luo Xue, what are you thinking? How could there be such a pervert? The security in Jinshan City has improved a lot now, so there's no need to worry too much about such a pervert." Leng Yihan said with narrowed eyes. Evening self-study time was really boring. Of the students in the class, apart from a few who were actually studying, the rest were either playing on their phones or hadn't even come.

Although they all left after the teacher had taken attendance, Leng Yihan still sincerely admired their courage; he certainly didn't have that kind of guts.

Two hours felt like an eternity. Leng Yihan scrolled through her phone for who knows how long and played mobile games for ages before the school's evening self-study bell finally rang.

The students in the classroom gradually got up and left. Leng Yihan and her three companions didn't have much stuff to begin with, so they packed up quickly and left the school soon after, heading home.

At this moment, Leng Yihan's strange premonition reappeared, and this time it was even stronger, as if telling Leng Yihan that she was getting closer and closer to that ominous premonition.

“No…no…” Leng Yihan’s pace quickened unconsciously, he was a little impatient, but the three women behind him did not say anything, but followed him closely.

"Brother...did you notice? There's someone following us." Suddenly, Leng Binglan leaned close to Leng Yihan and whispered.

Leng Yihan's pupils contracted upon hearing Leng Binglan's words. He glanced at her through the mirror on the sidewalk, and that one glance sent chills down his spine. Sure enough, there was a strange person following him. But soon, Leng Yihan realized something was wrong.

"No...they are not one person!"