Starting from becoming a god, I travel through the heavens.

A villa in Hangzhou.

Wu Xueling sat on the sofa. "So Zhao Sheng agreed to Wu Xueqing's recruitment?" Her tone was flat, and her eyes were completely calm.

Beneath her feet lay shards of glass and red liquid, the air thick with the smell of red wine—the shards of glass she had accidentally broken in her moment of shock.

"Young Miss, shall we continue with the previous plan?" the housekeeper asked.

"Do you have any ideas?" Wu Xueling asked in return.

The housekeeper is not only a butler, but also her strategist. Each young lady in the family is assigned a personal housekeeper, with the aim of selecting a successor who can develop the family business.

The Wu family is a matrilineal family, with women in power and naturally, the heirs are also women.

Of course, she was also very intelligent, but Zhao Sheng's appearance disrupted her original plan. If things had gone according to plan, three months would have been enough to get rid of Wu Xueqing.

But now that Zhao Sheng has joined the fray, her plans have become uncertain. Zhao Sheng is too powerful, and it's unlikely that he can target Wu Xueqing anymore.

"Young Miss, according to the information I have received, the family is currently clashing with the people in Hebei Province."

"Go on."

"If Zhao Sheng wiped out the Zhao family, the higher-ups in Hebei Province definitely wouldn't agree. If my deduction is correct, Miss Xueqing must have promised to help him handle the aftermath, so..."

"Okay, I understand." Wu Xueling's eyes flickered. Recalling the night she saw him a few days ago, her face gradually flushed, and her breathing became increasingly rapid.

The housekeeper's eyes were strange. Ever since that night a few days ago, the young lady had changed, seemingly awakening some kind of peculiar fetish. "You should leave now," Wu Xueling said.

"Yes." The housekeeper nodded and left, leaving Wu Xueling leaning against the sofa, recalling Zhao Sheng's appearance. Her small hands moved unconsciously, her eyes gradually became hazy, and her voice was soft and breathy.

Wu Xueling knew this, but she couldn't control herself. The more she tried not to think about it, the more she thought about it, and in the end, she would manually do it again. She felt that she was going to break down sooner or later!

the other side.

When the high-speed train arrived at the station, Zhao Sheng left and saw Wu Xueqing waiting in a dress. Behind her stood a woman holding an umbrella; she was a housekeeper wearing white gloves.

"Mr. Zhao Sheng, you've arrived." Wu Xueqing smiled and walked over in her high heels, with the housekeeper following closely behind, the parasol never leaving Wu Xueqing's side.

Zhao Sheng was slightly surprised. He hadn't expected Wu Xueqing to go to such lengths; she was afraid he would run away! Seeing her walk up to him, he nodded slightly and said, "Okay, let's go."

The three of them got into a private car and left.

Upon seeing this, Su Xiaoli hurriedly left.

"Mr. Zhao Sheng..."

"Just call me Zhao Sheng, it sounds awkward to the sir."

"Yes, Mr. Zhao Sheng."

"..."

Seeing the helplessness on Zhao Sheng's face, Wu Xueqing smiled and said, "Mr. Zhao Sheng, the company I currently manage is a subsidiary of Angel International Building, Angel Soaring Co., Ltd."

"Angel Soaring Co., Ltd. manages three small companies, namely Haisheng Security, Xuefei Food, and Tianxiao Live."

"Haisheng Security has a professional bodyguard team specifically responsible for my safety. You only need to act as their captain, train them, and protect my safety 24 hours a day." She said the last sentence with a slight hesitation.

There are several candidates for the Wu family inheritance, and none of them are easy to deal with. Of course, she is not easy to deal with either, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to suppress Wu Xueling.

She has a better chance of winning; the 24-hour protection is to prevent those who take risky moves.

Zhao Sheng didn't react. He wasn't the only one providing 24-hour protection. He only needed to step in during a crisis; the rest was the job of the bodyguards.

Moreover, it's normal for the team leader to do less work.

"Mr. Zhao Sheng, I have already purchased a villa and transferred it to your name. That villa is next to mine, so I can easily notify you if anything happens," Wu Xueqing continued, explaining the relevant details.

A short while.

The car arrived at Haisheng Security. The three of them got out and went into the company. There were men and women training inside. The company was like a club, with a ring and training equipment.

As they approached, they saw a group of women training. The group consisted of five women, and this team was Haisheng Security's professional bodyguard team.

Wu Xueqing clapped her hands, and they stopped training and lined up. Each of them had bright eyes and was full of energy, even though they had just finished training.

Zhao Sheng glanced at them and knew that they all had some skill, but that was all; they weren't true boxers yet, only capable of dealing with boxers who weren't very experienced.

They are powerless against experienced boxers, who are primarily focused on killing, and bodyguards' fighting skills are insufficient to contend with them.

Even if it's five against one, it's the same!

"From now on, your team captain will be Mr. Zhao Sheng." Wu Xueqing pointed to Zhao Sheng and continued, "He will be in charge of your training and enhance your team's overall strength."

Upon hearing this, they all looked at Zhao Sheng in front of them. He was composed and his sharpness was hidden. He seemed like an ordinary person, but they felt a chill in their hearts and a sense of unease.

This person in front of me is truly skilled!

This was what they were thinking. They didn't dare to look at Zhao Sheng again. They had learned martial arts and knew this feeling, which was even stronger than the feeling given by their martial arts instructors.

As if a ferocious beast were watching from behind, a chill ran from the soles of my feet to the top of my head, making my scalp tingle!

Seeing that the five people had no objections, Wu Xueqing looked at Zhao Sheng, signaling him to say a few words.

Zhao Sheng understood what was going on, but remained silent. Under everyone's watchful eyes, he walked to the sandbag on his own. "What is he trying to do? Is he trying to intimidate us?" the women wondered to themselves.

Wu Xueqing was suspicious. She had only seen Zhao Sheng's strength in the underground boxing matches in Tianhe City. She wondered what he was up to. The housekeeper behind her had a calm expression, relaxed and at ease.

This is a basic requirement for boxers.

Splash! Splash! Splash!

Zhao Sheng reached out and gently stroked the sandbag, his hidden energy bursting forth and seeping into it. The next moment, the sandbag broke, and countless powder particles spilled onto the ground, all of which were the sand from inside the sandbag.

His hidden force directly shattered all the sand in the sandbag!

Everyone was shocked. How did the sandbag break?! Could it be him?!

The women were shocked. The captain their mistress had found for them was amazing! He was stronger than any boxer they had ever met, and the scene before them was enough to prove it.

It should be noted that sandbags are made of Oxford cloth, and ordinary boxers need a certain amount of strength to break a sandbag, let alone break the entire sandbag in front of them.

The housekeeper was astonished. Where did Miss find such a person? Their strength is terrifying. This kind of strength has already surpassed hers. Even the people of the Heavenly Group might not be a match for them.

She came from the Earth Group and knew the strength of the Heaven Group. After all, the two groups often switched positions, sometimes the Heaven Group replaced the Earth Group, and sometimes the Earth Group replaced the Heaven Group, and their strengths were almost the same.

Therefore, it is very clear that Zhao Sheng's strength far surpasses that of the Heavenly Group!

Wu Xueqing smiled, pursing her lips. She wasn't a boxer and didn't know how strong Zhao Sheng was, but based on what she saw, he was far superior to other boxers.

Even her professional bodyguard team couldn't do that. "Can you do what he does?" she asked the housekeeper behind her, who shook her head. "No."

"Where are the people from the Heavenly Group?" Wu Xueqing continued to ask, but the other party still shook his head. "It won't work either. Even if the strongest person from the Heavenly Group were to make a move, it wouldn't be as easy as he is. He is very strong, but he keeps his strength hidden."

"It seems my intuition was right. This Zhao Sheng is indeed worth asking the family to intervene." She smiled, and the housekeeper paused before continuing, "Miss, he hasn't been injected with gene-enhancing drugs."

"Yes, I know." Wu Xueqing nodded. She had already found out Zhao Sheng's background and knew that he had risen to this level solely through his own strength.

"Should we inject him with gene-enhancing drugs to bind him to the Wu family?" The housekeeper looked at Zhao Sheng, who was upright but walked like a sickly person, his whole body limp.

"No need. Let's observe whether he has any intention of joining the Wu family first. Otherwise, forcing him to join will only do more harm than good." Wu Xueqing shook her head. She knew Zhao Sheng's temperament well and knew that if she really did something to make him resentful.

He might actually leave, or even turn against you!

Zhao Sheng overheard their conversation. Gene serums were fine for experienced boxers, but they were also suitable for ordinary people, since they were something that forcibly improved the genetic level.

But he doesn't need gene serums; he can "see the gods" and control the microscopic particles in his body, arbitrarily regulating human cells, even adjusting genes.

He just didn't do that!

The moment he reached the Divine Strength level, his physical body had already been adjusted to a perfect state, and his genes had also been greatly improved. Injecting gene serum would only be icing on the cake, and there was even a risk of gene collapse.

Zhao Sheng returned to his original spot and glanced at the five women in front of him. Their eyes were full of respect, the respect for a strong person. Two of the women had a strange look in their eyes.

Like an impulse to conceal desire!

This is how he understood it: women are naturally drawn to strength, it's something ingrained in their genes, and the two women's initial respect may have turned into a dangerous attraction.

The five women all had good looks and figures, but they were still far from Yan Yuanyi's level. Reaching the Dan Jin realm was a leap in life, and their looks and figures would definitely be even better.

"Alright, now anyone who disagrees can step forward." Zhao Sheng asked, but none of the five women spoke. His strength had already proven himself, so what else could they say?

Moreover, having a handsome guy as captain is not bad. Not only is he strong, but he's also good-looking. If possible, he might even be able to overcome the barriers of his teammates.

"Since no one objects, let's leave it at that. You can continue training," Wu Xueqing said, then looked at Zhao Sheng and said, "Mr. Zhao Sheng, shall we go to your villa and take a look?"

Zhao Sheng nodded, and the three of them left Haisheng Security.

After Zhao Sheng left, the five women chattered amongst themselves before resuming their training.

Zhao Sheng's villa is a sea-view property, and most of the residents here are powerful and influential people. It is also the place that Wu Xueqing wants to introduce him to the upper class.

She was extremely devoted to him!

The three arrived at a seaside villa, pushed open the door and entered. The first thing they saw was a spacious living room with a three-story ceiling, decorated in a Chinese style.

"I hope you are satisfied."

"I'm very satisfied. Thank you for your hard work." Zhao Sheng didn't have any requirements for his accommodation. This was true in both his past and present lives, and he became even more casual after reaching the Divine Strength level, with a tendency to use the sky as his blanket and the earth as his bed.

"Then we'll be leaving now. You can start your new job tomorrow. The paperwork has been completed for you today." With that, Wu Xueqing left with the housekeeper.

"Miss, should we tell him..." She shook her head slightly, "No need, this is the order of that angel Yan, we should just follow it."

Upon hearing this, the housekeeper said nothing more, and the two women drove away.

Zhao Sheng glanced at the villa, pushed open the door and walked into the backyard. Each sea-view villa has a private backyard with a swimming pool.

He didn't bother to examine the swimming pool closely. Instead, he walked to the side, stretched his stance, and started practicing his boxing. His blood and qi surged like billowing smoke, his skin and muscles trembled, and his internal organs were tempered by the five elements' radiant light.

The roar of tigers and leopards is like rolling thunder; the two breaths of "hum" and "ha" forge the internal organs; the five tones of breathing in and out eliminate impurities!

Zhao Sheng was radiant, his fists whistling through the air, his body swaying like a swimming dragon, and when he looked back, he resembled a tiger turning its head, his spirit undisguised and his sharpness fully revealed!

Every move he makes is like a great force, sweeping over all living beings with overwhelming momentum. His fist imprints are like the Great Dao pressing down and crushing everything. His power, his intention, his rhythm, and his Dao are all contained in his boxing!

His overwhelming power was accumulated by sweeping through countless martial arts masters in the Dragon and Snake World. His magnificent power was as vast as the heavens and as turbulent as the Great Dao, crushing countless heroes and geniuses!

If a boxer were watching, perhaps he could glean some profound insights.

"Sister Yan, what is he doing?" Three beautiful figures stood in mid-air, looking down at the tiny figure in the backyard of the villa, whose posture was still swaying.

"Martial arts training is a style of boxing that has been perfected over countless eras in China. It can be considered a way for the Chinese people to reach the limits of human potential," Yan replied.

Upon hearing this, the two women activated their Eyes of Insight to examine Zhao Sheng's data. His movements were perfect, and his body had reached the limits of human potential.

call out! !

A pebble came flying at lightning speed, its target Yan, who was in the lead. She reached out and grabbed it, crushing it. The powder scattered in the wind. Looking down, she saw that Zhao Sheng had also looked up at them at some point.

"Sneaking around isn't your style as angels." Zhao Sheng stood tall and straight, his voice echoing in the air, gently reaching the ears of the three women.

They didn't speak, and he didn't notice them.

After all, no matter how sharp his five senses are, he couldn't possibly perceive what was happening in the air. However, he could sense faint gazes, and when they spoke, he naturally noticed their direction.

That pebble is proof.

"Go down." With that, Yan slowed down, reducing the frequency of her wing flapping. She was still wearing her battle armor, looking full of a uniquely feminine heroic spirit.

Upon hearing this, A-Zhui and Mo-Yi exchanged a glance and followed Yan down.

After the three women landed, Zhao Sheng's eyes were deep and he spoke, "I didn't know that an angel had graced us with her presence. What brings you here?" His tone indicated that he was slightly displeased that the three women had spied on his cultivation.

First, he adopted a bird's-eye view, then he offered his comments, and moreover, his eyesight allowed him to see the two women invading his privacy, which crossed a line.

"What? You don't welcome us?" Yan chuckled. "Actually, we mean no harm. We're just a little curious about you, since that little girl seems to have a thing for you."

Zhao Sheng shook his head slightly. "I have no feelings for her. Our relationship is just a transaction of interests. She helped me settle things with the Zhao family, and I became her bodyguard for two years, that's all." His voice was calm.

"Do you know who I'm talking about?"

"Who?"

"The little girl you rejected her advances in Hangzhou, she's the eldest daughter of the Wu family, and you helped her awaken some unusual fetishes," Yan said, a slight smile playing on her lips, answering Zhao Sheng's question.

"Hmm? A special fetish?" Zhao Sheng couldn't remember doing anything to Wu Xueling, so how did he inexplicably awaken a special fetish in her? He looked at Yan with suspicion.

"In Earthling terms, she has awakened a masochistic fetish, and she only fantasizes about you." This is what Yan discovered when he was analyzing the Wu family's secret data and found Wu Xueling's secret.

Zhao Sheng raised an eyebrow. After Yan said that, he thought of what he had said that night. Perhaps those cold words had aroused the woman's masochistic tendencies.