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Undeterred, he touched the second piece, then the third.

There's still nothing there.

Cool, smooth, that's all.

"Should we cut it open and take a look?"

"Isn't that a bad idea? What if it breaks?"

"You really can't tell? My dad said you'd definitely know their value!"

"Um...maybe it's because I was just injured?"

The two of them squatted there for almost half an hour, looking at it over and over again, but they still couldn't figure it out.

In the end, Lin Xuan could only sigh and decide to first try to recover a sliver of his true essence.

Just like when we dealt with the stone that was wrapped around the small sword!

"Yaoyao, Xiaolin, come down for dinner!"

Zhao Xueli's voice came from outside, her tone tinged with laughter.

"Coming!" Tong Yao quickly replied.

As she spoke, she stood up.

Who knew that because he had been squatting for too long, he suddenly experienced insufficient blood supply to his brain, and his whole body spun around, his vision went black, and he saw stars.

"Sigh~"

Her body swayed, and she was about to fall down.

Lin Xuan had just stood up when he saw this and quickly reached out to grab her.

Lin Xuan's legs were also numb, and with this pull, he lost his balance, and the two of them fell onto the bed.

With a "bang," the mattress shook and made a dull thud.

Lin Xuan felt as if his hand was resting on something soft.

big.

The door was pushed open.

Zhao Xueli walked in: "Let's eat first, Yaoyao, the food is ready..."

Then she saw two people lying in bed.

Lin Xuan was on top, and Tong Yao was below; their posture looked undeniably ambiguous.

Lin Xuan's hand is still...

Zhao Xueli was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously glared at Lin Xuan.

She quickly closed the door, afraid that An Lan would see.

Then he quickly stepped forward and lowered his voice: "How dare you bully Yao Yao! In broad daylight!"

Lin Xuan was stunned for a moment, then quickly stood up to explain, raising his hands to show his innocence:

"Sister Zhao, she had low blood sugar just now and almost fell. I caught her! But my legs are numb too, so... really! Look, her face is still pale!"

Zhao Xueli looked at him with a mixture of belief and doubt.

But most people don't believe it.

After all, his hand was clearly on the other person's body, which was obviously taking advantage of them!

The next moment, Tong Yao finally came to her senses and opened her eyes groggily.

She spoke in a daze, her voice soft and weak:

"Sister Shirley...you're here..."

Then, she realized that she was lying in bed, and Lin Xuan was standing by the bed. Zhao Xueli looked at them with suspicion.

She blinked, then blinked again.

Then, instinctively, he clutched his chest, pointed at Lin Xuan, and his voice trembled:

"What did you do?!"

Lin Xuan pointed blankly at himself, looking completely innocent: "...Me?"

.

Inside the most central ward of Ann's Private Hospital.

The curtains were drawn, and the light was dim.

Only the monitor's display screen emitted a faint light, illuminating a small area beside the bed.

Various instruments beeped beside the bed, and the numbers on the display screens jumped slowly: heart rate, blood pressure, blood oxygen—everything was normal.

On the bed, An Yongchang slowly opened his eyes.

In that instant, a strange red light flashed in his eyes, like two tiny flames, before quickly disappearing.

He lay there, staring at the ceiling, his consciousness gradually returning.

He had a very long dream.

In his dream, he saw his master.

The old man in black robes stood in a misty fog, covered in blood, with a huge bloody hole in his chest from which blood was constantly flowing.

His face was as pale as paper, and his eyes were filled with resentment.

"I'm going to die."

The old man's voice was hoarse, filled with resentment.

"But before I died, I left my life-bound Gu to you."

An Yongchang stared at him in shock.

He wanted to speak and move, but his body wouldn't obey him at all.

The old man raised his hand, and a blood-red worm the size of a thumb crawled out of his palm.

The insect wriggled, its body glowing with an eerie light, and slowly crawled toward An Yongchang.

"This time, you can become a successor of ancient martial arts."

An Yongchang trembled all over, trying to dodge, but he couldn't move.

The insect crawled to his hand, burrowed into his skin, and left a faint red mark.

"Master, what happened?!"

The old man shook his head:

"My time is running out. In three months, go south, find my senior brother, and tell him that I was killed by Lin Xuan. My natal Gu will guide you."

He paused, his eyes hardening, his voice strained as if squeezed out from between his teeth:

"Of course, if you don't go... your natal Gu will devour you completely!"

After saying that, the old man slowly disappeared.

Recalling what happened in his dream, An Yongchang felt a sense of disorientation.

He raised his hand and looked at his palm.

It seems different from before.

He could feel a strange energy flowing within his body, warm yet somewhat restless.

He raised his hand and looked at the light coming through the window.

A sliver of light shone through the gap in the curtains, illuminating his hand.

Something seems to be wriggling under the skin...

He paused for a moment, then laughed.

That smile was somewhat eerie in the dimly lit hospital room.

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Binjiang Huafu, at night.

After the four of them finished eating, they chatted for a while in the living room.

Zhao Xueli took care of everyone gently, serving tea and water, and cutting fruit.

Tong Yao chattered on about the recent interesting things happening in the Tong family, saying that Tong Yuan was recovering very well and had already started to handle some simple tasks.

Lin Xuan would occasionally retort to her as punishment for her earlier shamelessness.

An Lan acted as a listener.

The atmosphere was fairly harmonious.

They chatted until after nine o'clock, then went back to their respective rooms.

Lin Xuan called Su Yurou and said he would invest an additional 100 million yuan and had also bought a building in the CBD.

"Are you bragging?"

On the other end of the phone, Su Yurou's first reaction after hearing Lin Xuan's words was very genuine.

"See, you still don't believe me! I'll take you to see it tomorrow!"

"So you... robbed a bank?" Su Yurou still didn't believe it.

Lin Xuan chuckled: "You've hooked up with a rich woman."

Su Yurou was silent for a few seconds, then said quietly, "Are you serious? Sister Zhao shouldn't be that rich. Could it be... Tong Yao?"

Lin Xuan didn't explain, and after chatting for a few more minutes, he hung up the phone.

Half an hour later, he walked out of the room.

The villa was quiet, with only the wall lamps in the corridor lit up, emitting a dim yellow light.

He tiptoed to Zhao Xueli's room.

Warm yellow light shone through the crack in the door.

He gently pushed open the door and slipped inside.

Only one wall lamp was on inside, providing soft lighting.

Zhao Xueli was wearing a silk nightgown, leaning against the bed, holding a book in her hands.

Her pajamas were light purple and had spaghetti straps, which made her skin look as white as snow. Her long hair was loose over her shoulders, still damp from her shower.

Hmm... purple does have a lot of charm.

She saw Lin Xuan sneak in like a thief and couldn't help but laugh.

"Why are you here instead of sleeping at night?"

Lin Xuan didn't say anything, and rushed to the bed in three quick steps.

He hugged Zhao Xueli tightly, eliciting gasps of surprise.