Villain: He humiliated the protagonist's sister, but she fell in love with him.

Ye Bufan examined the stone door in front of him, his gaze falling on the palm-shaped indentation, and he immediately understood.

The clever boy immediately realized that he needed to put his hand on it to open it.

Without thinking much, he placed his palm on it.

After a few seconds, the stone gate remained motionless.

Ye Bufan frowned, pressed the button again, but there was still no response.

He lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then suddenly slapped his forehead.

Simply pressing won't work; you have to bleed him out. Isn't that how it's always written in novels?

So he picked up a sharp-edged pebble from the ground, cut his palm, and blood beaded out. He then pressed his palm back into the groove.

This time, as expected, there was movement at Shimen.

He could clearly feel a suction force coming from the wound on his palm, as if something was slowly drawing blood out.

"Haha! It's all thanks to my cleverness, Ye Bufan!"

He smirked, about to say something smug, when the suction suddenly intensified.

Something's not right; the stone gate isn't going to stop.

He felt as if his blood was being drawn out in large gulps, as if someone was sucking it out with a tube at the other end.

Not long after, he felt his palms start to get cold, and his whole arm went numb.

"Let go! Let go of me! Fuck!"

Ye Bufan cursed and tried to pull his hand back, but the stone door seemed to be stuck, and he couldn't pull it out.

He gritted his teeth and braced his feet against the stone wall with all his might.

"Snapped!"

Ye Bufan finally pulled his hand out.

"Old Deng, you've really got me killed!"

He staggered back two steps, grabbing the wall to steady himself, but then everything went black, and he fainted from blood loss...

The next morning.

[Ding! Host humiliated Ye Bufan, congratulations on obtaining the movement technique, "Treading Snow Without a Trace"! Learn it?]

Upon waking up and hearing the system notification, Lin Ba's lips curled into a smile.

It seems that Ye Bufan has witnessed the surprise prepared for him!

Hehehe!

Lin Ba decisively chose to study.

The next second, the complete technique of the Snow-Treading Without a Trace was imprinted deep in Lin Ba's memory.

This movement technique is so light and agile that it lands silently and leaps swiftly, leaving no trace even when stepping on thin snow or delicate branches.

Lin Ba got up from the bed, but almost slipped on a puddle of water.

Fortunately, I had just mastered the skill of "Treading Snow Without Leaving a Trace," which allowed me to regain my footing.

Lin Ba glanced at Ye Mengyao, who was fast asleep on the bed, tears still clinging to the corners of her eyes.

"Looks like she was exhausted last night, let's not wake her up yet."

Lin Ba sighed, turned around, picked up a mop from outside, and started mopping the floor...

On the bed, Ye Mengyao's eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes.

Her vision was still a little blurry when she saw Lin Ba mopping the floor by the bed.

She paused for a moment, then tried to sit up, but her lower back ached and she fell back into the pillow.

"Oh, young master, how can this be... I can handle the cleaning, you don't need to do it yourself."

Her voice was still a little hoarse, but her tone became anxious.

Lin Ba stopped what he was doing and said with a half-smile:

"I don't know who made a mess of the floor around the bed yesterday."

Ye Mengyao's face turned bright red, almost dripping with water. Her two little feet, still clad in white stockings, rubbed together nervously, like a child who had done something wrong and was waiting to be scolded.

She stammered:

"I...I didn't mean to...Let me do it, young master..."

After saying that, Ye Mengyao tried to get up to take the mop, but as soon as she braced herself with her arms, a sore and aching pain came from her back and waist.

The case is solved; it was the lingering effect of overexerting myself at work yesterday.

This caused Ye Mengyao to gasp in pain, forcing her to pull back again.

Lin Ba found it amusing to see Ye Mengyao like this.

"Alright, you can lie down now, I'll take care of it. But be careful next time, or I'll punish you."

"Thank you, young master. I promise it won't happen again!"

After speaking quickly, Ye Mengyao immediately pulled the blanket over her head.

She was too ashamed to face her young master again.

Oh my god, how could I have made such a fool of myself?

Her toes curled involuntarily, shyly digging into the three-bedroom, one-living-room apartment...

Jiang Linshan.

Ye Bufan, who had spent the night feeding mosquitoes in the wild, finally woke up.

He discovered that his body was covered in dozens of mosquito bites, and his neck and the back of his hands were covered in red bumps, which immediately broke his guard.

"Damn it, these darn mosquitoes, after being drained of blood by this broken door, you want to get a taste too, huh?!"

Immediately, his aura as a peak-level Dark Force cultivator was revealed!

"Crackling and popping!!!"

Ye Bufan killed more than ten mosquitoes in one go.

It has to be said that the body of the chosen one is incredibly resilient. After being brutally drained of blood, he was back to his lively self after just one night.

After venting his anger, Ye Bufan's gaze returned to the stone door in front of him.

He stared at the palm print for a few seconds, and his anger flared up again.

"Damn it! So you sucked half my life out of me, and you won't even open a crack?"

"Take this!"

Ye Bufan grew increasingly furious. He clenched his fists, no longer caring about palm prints, and decided to vent his anger on this damned door first.

So he used all his strength to punch the center of the stone gate.

"boom!"

The stone door shattered with a crash, and the blood stored inside sprayed directly all over him.

Ye Bufan touched the blood on his face and looked down at the rubble on the ground.

"So... I bled for nothing?"

At that moment, he felt like an idiot.

He could have easily shattered it with a single punch with just a slight movement of his cultivation, yet he still let out so much blood.

"Damn you, Old Deng! What kind of attitude is this towards your own apprentice?!"

Ye Bufan was so angry that he cursed his master.

A few minutes later, Ye Bufan, having finished his verbal sparring, slowly walked into the cave.

The rest of the road was clear and unobstructed.

Ye Bufan reached the stone chamber without much effort.

This boosted his confidence, and he stood up again.

"As expected, Master still values ​​me and didn't create any more strange mechanisms."

At this moment, Ye Bufan turned his gaze to the pigpen next to him, looking somewhat puzzled.

"Strange, why are there more than a dozen old sows here?"

"Could it be a spirit beast!"

Ye Bufan muttered to himself, but after thinking about it, he decided to study the secret manual on the table first.

"Tsk tsk tsk, this manual looks like a good thing."

Ye Bufan's eyes lit up, and he immediately started reading.

As the chosen one, he mastered the basics in no time.

"I thought it would be much harder, but it's just this?"

Ye Bufan became smug once again. He had already vaguely sensed the threshold of the Transformation Realm, and was just one step away from achieving it.

That's when he noticed something that looked like a throne not far away.

"Master is so thoughtful. He was worried that it would be too tiring for me to stand while learning the exercises, so he specially prepared a chair for me."

Ye Bufan sighed, recalling his master's teachings from the past.

Suddenly, I even peed through my eyes.

Thinking of this, he decided that he could not let his master down.

So Ye Bufan took the manual and sat down directly.

He was just about to cross his legs when, in the next second, a violent and powerful electric current swept through his entire body...