Dual-wielding! 100x proficiency, I'll grind my way to godhood!

The next morning, Lu Xingyao had just finished washing her face and came out of the bathroom. She leaned in front of the mirror and poked her face with her finger.

"My God, my pores are even smaller! You jerk, look!"

"I saw it."

"What kind of evil magic is this? Can you teach me? I'd like to show off my skills in the live stream."

Let me tell you, I've gained a lot of followers lately, but people keep saying I have a plastic surgery face, so I'm throwing this unedited selfie at them. Do I look like I've had work done?!

"My sorcery cures all sorts of physical ailments in beautiful women, and it also beautifies and nourishes their skin. It's a unique secret technique that you can't learn."

"cut!"

Su Wan also came out of the bedroom, having changed into a plain-colored loungewear dress.

The morning light shone on her face, her skin was fair and rosy, smooth as porcelain, and even the fine lines at the corners of her eyes had faded considerably.

She walked up to Chen Mo, looked down at the back of her hand, and then looked up at him.

"It seems to have gotten better again."

"Yes, you're getting more and more beautiful."

Chen Mo pulled her over and kissed her.

After kissing for a full two minutes, Su Wan, panting and blushing, ran to the kitchen to cook breakfast.

"What a jerk! I want one too!"

"Come, come, come."

Lu Xingyao wrapped her arms around Chen Mo's neck and kissed him, continuing for five or six minutes before finally stopping.

In the morning, Chen Mo was leaning back on the sofa with Lu Xingyao, watching the renovation videos she had filmed, when his phone suddenly rang.

The screen displays unfamiliar local Hangzhou phone numbers.

It wasn't marked as a spam call, nor was it a delivery or takeout order.

Chen Mo glanced at it but didn't take it.

It rang several times before automatically hanging up.

The other party did not call back.

Lu Xingyao leaned over and glanced at the screen.

Who is it?

"have no idea."

"Then why didn't you answer?"

"I don't know him."

Chen Mo turned his phone face down on the table and lit a cigarette.

Lu Xingyao didn't take it seriously and continued scrolling through the comments section of her video.

Chen Mo leaned back on the sofa, and the smoke rose slowly.

Unknown numbers don't necessarily mean anything; they could just be a sales call.

He didn't hesitate.

But I kept it to myself.

Over the next few days, Chen Mo focused on spending time with Lu Xingyao and Su Wan.

First, let's go to the villa to check out the renovations.

Suzhou-style garden villas are already taking shape.

A rockery made of Taihu stones juts out from a corner of the courtyard, its surface wrinkles gleaming with a grayish-white luster in the sunlight.

The wooden structure of the waterside pavilion and corridor has been completed, and workers are laying the last section of bluestone path.

The fishpond had not yet been filled with water, and the pebbles at the bottom had just been laid out and were scorching hot in the sun.

The two osmanthus trees were successfully transplanted; their leaves are still green, and there are a few new buds sprouting.

Wearing flat shoes, Lu Xingyao stood in the waterside pavilion directing the workers to adjust the angle of the lights, and took more than a dozen photos to post on Douyin.

"Hey jerk, look at this! This angle captures the rockery, the corridor, and the osmanthus tree—it's absolutely stunning with the warm lighting!"

"Good."

"Besides 'I'm fine,' can you say anything else?"

"Very good."

Lu Xingyao rolled her eyes at him.

Su Wan was checking the finishing touches on the wall.

She squatted in the corner, holding the color swatch up to the light and comparing it repeatedly. She noticed that the latex paint in one corner was uneven, so she stood up and told the worker that this spot needed to be repainted.

The workers, under her watchful eye, dared not slack off and muttered something under their breath.

"Who is the lady of the house in your family?"

The worker's voice wasn't loud, but Su Wan heard it.

She didn't say anything, but continued to point to the next spot.

Chen Mo sat on a stone bench in the courtyard, watching the two people busy themselves, drinking the tea that Su Wan had brewed, and enjoying a rare moment of leisure.

In the evening, the three of them went for a walk along the West Lake.

On the Broken Bridge, the setting sun dyed the lake surface with a layer of gold.

Lu Xingyao shoved her phone into Su Wan's hand, insisting that Chen Mo carry her in a princess carry for a photo.

"Hurry, hurry! I need to post this on WeChat Moments!"

Chen Mo picked her up, and facing the camera, Lu Xingyao made a peace sign.

After taking the photo, Su Wan returned the phone to her. Lu Xingyao glanced at the photo and then at Su Wan.

"Sister Su Wan, would you like to take a picture too?"

Su Wan shook her head, but Chen Mo had already reached out and picked her up as well.

Su Wan called out softly, clutching Chen Mo's sleeve, not daring to look at him, her face flushed red to her ears.

Lu Xingyao took several pictures from the side, talking as she did so.

"Su Wan, what are you shy about? Look at the camera!"

After taking the photos, the three of them walked along the lake.

Lu Xingyao linked arms with Chen Mo's left arm, while Su Wan followed on his right. The two were separated by a distance equal to Chen Mo's, one on the left and one on the right, not touching each other.

Back at my lodgings that evening, I continued my dual cultivation practice as usual.

Lu Xingyao's methods of vying for favor became increasingly elaborate, from white stockings to lace to uniforms; Chen Mo had no idea where she got so many tricks up her sleeve.

Su Wan never took the initiative to compete; instead, each time she changed, the slits of her cheongsams became higher and higher, the skirts shorter and shorter, and she wore flesh-colored stockings over her rounded legs. Her massage techniques also became better and better.

The two secretly competed with each other, but never openly broke off relations.

One is responsible for the style, and the other for the gentleness.

One is responsible for causing trouble, and the other is responsible for taking care of things.

Chen Mo was happy to be free.

He found some time and went alone to buy the things he needed for the disguise technique: ancient costume wigs, fake eyebrows, fake buttocks, and silicone, buying three of each.

Then I went to the market and bought a lot of vegetables and various seasonings, as well as a batch of Viagra and ten bottles of Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor).

Time passed day by day.

He stayed on Earth for a full month.

On the Tianxuan Continent, ten days have passed according to the flow of time.

Ten days.

That's enough to settle things in town.

With so many people killed in the Li and Zhao families, the commotion caused by the explosion in the black market should have subsided by now.

It's time to go back; there are still two young women in the courtyard waiting for him to bring them warmth.

Hmm... and his master's wife too. He's confident he can completely defeat her when he gets back this time!

Thinking of his master's wife, Chen Mo became furious. He picked up Lu Xingyao, who was scrolling through Douyin, and carried her into the bedroom to train her.

Happy times always pass quickly. After finishing dinner that day, Chen Mo put down his chopsticks.

"I'm going away for a few days again."

Lu Xingyao was stunned for a moment, her chopsticks stopping in mid-air.

"Where are you going again?"

"I have business to take care of."

"how long?"

"uncertain."

"That line again."

Lu Xingyao snorted, got up and went to the bedroom, dragged out her suitcase, and started stuffing things into it.

Snacks, instant noodles, his favorite cigarettes, and a newly bought scarf.

"You should at least tell me where you're going, right?"

"Abroad, in Myanmar, in a place called Ga Yao Zi."

"Ugh! Why go to such a dangerous place?"

Chen Mo reached out and pinched Lu Xingyao's fair cheek.

"We need to negotiate big business deals and make big money so we can keep you all healthy and well-fed."

After he finished speaking, he took out his phone and transferred one million US dollars to each of the two women.

Both of them received text message notifications on their phones.

Lu Xingyao glanced at it and smiled.

"I don't want to get fat! But I'll reluctantly accept the money you're offering..."

She stuffed the scarf into the box, but then thought it might wrinkle, so she took it out and folded it again.

Su Wan held her phone without saying a word from beginning to end.

Just as Chen Mo got up, she followed him to the door, stood behind him, and gently tugged at his sleeve with her fingers.

Her lips moved as if she wanted to say something, but she swallowed it back.

Her hand lingered on his sleeve for a long time before slowly letting go.

"be safe."

The voice was very soft, as if afraid of being overheard.

Lu Xingyao walked over, grabbed Chen Mo's collar, stood on tiptoe, and gave him a big kiss on the corner of his mouth.

"Come back soon. I need to check your back when you get back."

Chen Mo smiled and ruffled her hair.

"Okay, check whatever you want."

He turned and went out, his footsteps gradually fading into the hallway.

Finding a secluded spot, Chen Mo put his suitcase into his bronze ring.

Then close your eyes and mentally connect with that gate of light.

It's black in front of you.

When I opened my eyes again, I was on the Tianxuan Continent.

Moonlight filtered through the gaps in the tree canopy, casting a layer of shattered silver on the ground.

The air was filled with the familiar smell of earth and decaying leaves.

There was no one around, only the chirping of insects.

After taking out a flashlight, wig, fake beard, and clothes, Chen Mo immediately changed his appearance.

After doing all that, I took out the off-road motorcycle and drove towards Qing Shi Town, following my memory.