Villain: Starting as a Corrupt Tycoon's Wife

The girl wiped away her tears, whimpering softly, and kept saying that she wasn't in pain.

The feet are almost done being examined; now it's time for the legs.

A woman's legs are simply works of art; whether static or dynamic, they are incredibly attractive to men.

As children, we were drawn to faces; later, to breasts; and eventually, we'll come back to legs. But leg fetishism isn't the same as foot fetishism; the kind of person who likes to eat feet should be categorized separately.

The two Bai family girls have legs that resemble those in manga, which suit their tall and slender figures. Their legs are straight, their skin is firm, and they are very fair.

Lingyun moved from their calves to their thighs, where there was a bit more flesh. After all, the buttocks and legs are connected, and no one can have both a peach-shaped butt and slender thighs at the same time.

The remaining fabric of the two women was just decoration to him. With a wave of his hand, Ling Yun made them feel a cool sensation, which then turned into heat.

Lingyun worked with both hands simultaneously, comparing both the appearance and the feel of the materials.

They couldn't go any deeper because Ling Yun had detected a thin membrane inside Bai Ning's body.

Soon, the two women turned over and lay side by side on the bed. As Ling Yun had instructed, they bent one leg, with their outer hand hanging down beside their heads and their inner arm resting on their lower abdomen.

Lingyun really wanted to take a picture, but she was afraid of something like what happened with Teacher Chen. That's when Xiao Ai's role came into play.

[Brother, I can film it for you! It'll be absolutely high definition. If you want to enjoy it later, I can project it directly onto your retina!]

"Videos are fine too?"

Absolutely!

Wow, it has this function?

Lingyun immediately instructed Xiao'ai to record the beautiful moments of life whenever possible, so that he could review them later.

Xiao Ai was also particularly fond of this, and repeatedly patted her chest to guarantee that she would complete the task perfectly.

When Ling Yun heard the sound of her patting him, he always felt that his system girl must be a big flat board.

Ling Yun reached out his sinful hand to them, exploring the century-old problem of the unification of the Northern and Southern Hemispheres, as well as the question of whether a dormant volcano could erupt again under high pressure.

Regardless of foreplay or prior examinations, the result is always the same.

The two little heads buried themselves in the ground at the same time. Ling Yun dribbled the ball with both hands, pointing out their movements as he went.

Bai Xin became more skilled and began instructing her mother. They had a clear division of labor: one focused on the upper body, and the other on the lower body. Their two extremely similar and beautiful faces added even more excitement to Ling Yun.

In the very end, the two women fought over the beauty serum, and Lingyun made sure they each got the same amount.

Bai Ning tasted it for the first time and couldn't forget it. The girl thoughtfully gave her all the leftovers, while she lay in Ling Yun's arms and asked for a kiss.

When he left the room, he felt refreshed, as if some shackles within him were about to be broken.

"Master, I want to drink too."

When Ling Lan saw him come out of the kitchen, her loose maid dress couldn't hide her trembling. She almost slid to her knees and began her daily work without saying a word.

As the magma erupted, the shackles binding Ling Yun's body shattered.

Mid-stage Meridian Opening, successful!

Chapter 54 Enlightenment

In a small courtyard in a remote suburb, Gao Qiang lay on his side on the ground, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

In front of him was a bald monk who clasped his hands together and bowed.

“Amitabha, benefactor, please forgive me.”

This great monk was incredibly powerful, defeating him with a single move from a distance, and his face looked extremely familiar.

The Profound Realm... no, perhaps a higher level of power!

Gao Qiang quickly got up and bowed in the same manner as the other man, saying, "Master, I was impulsive just now."

The senior monk, looking like a promising student, smiled and said, "If you diligently cultivate in this courtyard, you will surely be able to break through your current predicament and reach a higher level."

"Master, to be honest, my cultivation level has been stuck for ten years, and I haven't made any progress. What could be the reason?"

The senior monk, holding prayer beads in his hand, did not answer him directly, but instead posed a question: "Do you know why those highly skilled martial artists rarely show themselves?"

"Is it because they've seen through the vanities of the world and don't want to be tainted by vulgarity?"

"Wrong!" The master gripped his prayer beads. "Besides showing off, the more important point is that you need a lot of resources and time to break through your current level!"

Gao Qiang felt that the monk's words were meaningless; he knew that too!

Also, is it really appropriate for a "pretentious" person to use the word "show-off"?

"My greatest wish in life is to reach the state of oneness with heaven and man, and I also hope to glimpse the mysteries of the Grandmaster. As for the legendary breaking through the void and transcending this world, that is beyond the reach of someone as unfortunate as me."

Gao Qiang searched his memory and quickly figured out who the flowery monk in front of him was.

Abbot of Shaolin Temple, Shi Wuxin!

As the legitimate martial arts school in China, Shaolin Temple has no shortage of masters at the Innate Realm. However, the one who truly shoulders the responsibility of Shaolin Temple and develops it from a relatively poor and backward small temple into the number one Buddhist IP today is the great monk in front of us.

However, Shi Wuxin was dismissed from his position as abbot of Shaolin Temple because he had both a son and a daughter and maintained improper relationships with several female benefactors. Unexpectedly, he would meet him here.

"Master, you are from Shaolin..."

"Ah, those are all things of the past, no need to mention them again."

Shi Wuxin waved his hand: "Benefactor Gao, you have a connection with Buddha. Now, for only 888,000, this old monk can use the secret technique of Shaolin, the 'Enlightenment' method, to help you enter the realm of profound understanding. Are you interested, benefactor?"

Gao Qiang hesitated. Originally, for him, breaking through to a higher realm for less than 100 million was a very worthwhile deal.

However, he is currently on the run, and his bank cards have been frozen, so he really can't come up with that much money.

“Benefactor Gao, wearing this watch for a long time will compress the meridians in your wrist, causing poor blood circulation, which will also have a certain impact on your cultivation.”

watch?

He glanced at his left wrist, and sure enough, it was a Jiangdun brand watch, now worth around 70 yuan on the secondhand market.

He instantly understood what Shi Wuxin meant, and quickly took off his watch and respectfully handed it over.

"Ruzi can be taught!"

Shi Wuxin chuckled, took the watch, and then looked at his neck: "And this necklace you're wearing. Gold can release trace amounts of negative ions, which can regulate the body's microcirculation and help improve blood circulation. But that's for ordinary people. You are a martial artist, and your blood circulation is different from ordinary people. Wearing gold jewelry will actually have a negative impact on you!"

Gao Qiang then removed the large gold chain from his chest. This was a high-end pure gold necklace that he had commissioned someone to customize, and according to the current gold price, it was worth close to 20 yuan.

70 plus 20... Holy crap, isn't that almost 88.8?

Gao Qiang looked at Shi Wuxin with admiration, his face full of kindness and smiles. He thought to himself that the master was indeed a master, seeing through his valuable possessions with just one glance.

If you can't beat him in a fight, and you can't win an argument with him, what else can you do but believe that he can truly enlighten you?

Shi Wuxin put the two items into his pocket, keeping his word. After Gao Qiang had burned incense and bathed, he sat upright on the futon while he performed the secret technique.

To be fair, after so many years of immersion in Buddhism and Taoism, Shi Wuxin had also been exposed to many techniques of seniors at the Innate Realm. He was able to truly channel the true energy circulating in the air into Gao Qiang's body.

When the foreign object entered his body, Gao Qiang grimaced in pain, but he still endured it.

He must become stronger in order to fight against the unknown enemy!

After one cycle, a few scattered true qi remained in his dantian, which slowly gathered into a vortex.

It's done! Hahaha, I finally succeeded!

He excitedly opened his eyes and found that the master was also panting, clearly the operation he had just performed was still very strenuous for him.

A wicked thought flashed through Gao Qiang's mind, but he suppressed it.

The master is a whole realm stronger than him. Even if he is a little weak now, he shouldn't need more than a few moves to deal with him. In the end, he would lose both his money and his life, which would be too much of a loss.

"From now on, you will live here with this old monk. Don't go out until things calm down outside. Someone will bring you food every day."

"Yes, Master." Gao Qiang clasped his hands together.

Shi Wuxin then tossed him a Buddhist scripture: "Since you're idle anyway, why not read more Buddhist books? They might inspire you."

Gao Qiang did not object, giving Shi Wuxin ample face, and returned to his room after saying goodbye.

On a tower not far away, the bodyguard captain, Erleng, sent all the footage he had just taken to the group chat.

This place is indeed very remote, with very few cars, but the roads are quite wide, making it easy to escape if you want to.

"His opportunity came full circle, but he still succeeded in the end."

Ling Yun seemed to be deep in thought. Originally, Gao Qiang's life was going smoothly, so he wouldn't have hidden here to be enlightened by the great monk again. However, this kind of opportunity, which was not related to treasures, was still completed in another way. One can only sigh at the powerful inertia of the plot.

However, Gao Qiang paid a heavy price this time. He might not have needed to spend money before, but now he is truly penniless.

Because he left in such a hurry, and carrying a large amount of cash would make it inconvenient to escape, he only took his weapons and personal belongings with him when he ran away.

He had made up his mind: if Gu Yuan was pushed too far, he would storm into the Gu family and teach Gu Yuan a lesson.

Anyway, he has the ability to rewind time after death, so even if he doesn't get a satisfactory answer, he can still have some fun!

He was unaware that his talent had been weakened, nor did he know that his talent had a cooldown period; he simply felt as if something was missing from his body.

Ling Yun declined Fang Muqing's invitation to a duel. It wasn't that he didn't love beautiful women, but rather that he wanted to wait until he had dealt with Gao Qiang before taking over everything from him and enjoying his spoils of war.

For a protagonist to have his wife not only siding with outsiders but also kneeling at the feet of his enemy to please him—if the enemy knew this, he would probably be furious on the spot.

The seeds sown by Ling Yun have already yielded results. Lai Xiaobao will be returning to the capital soon, and Lao Mo is also ready to fight Gao Qiang to the death.

As for Gao Qiang, he won't be able to keep up this for much longer.

Chapter 55 The Little Box [Bonus Chapter for Donations]

After several days of investigation, all of Gao Qiang's past misdeeds were made public.

Netizens were shocked by the past of this seemingly glamorous boss, sparking a public opinion storm on the Internet.

Kidnapping, breaking into homes, extorting protection money... These shocking acts have aroused righteous indignation among netizens. Given the perpetrators' identities as martial artists, many people are demanding that the authorities strictly control martial artists and not allow them to use violence to disrupt the law.

Many martial arts families also issued statements on social media, saying they would strictly abide by national laws and regulations and would never disrupt order, which led to another round of heated debate...

Meanwhile, Gao Qiang, who was at the center of the storm, hid in a small courtyard in the suburbs reading Buddhist scriptures.

Buddhism's current scale is due to its rich philosophical thought and practices. Unlike brainwashing and deceptive cults, Buddhist thought and philosophy can subtly change a person, guiding them towards goodness and beauty. However, there are always bad apples, and people like Shi Wuxin, who disrupt the tranquility of Buddhist temples and violate temple rules, have tasted the bitter fruit of their actions.

At first, Gao Qiang couldn't bear to read it, but after patiently flipping through a few pages, he gradually became attracted by the principles in it.

Whenever he encountered something he didn't understand, he would go to find Shi Wuxin. Although Shi Wuxin wasn't exactly a saint, he had a deep understanding of Buddhist teachings and could easily enlighten Gao Qiang with just a few pointers.

Two days later, under the influence of Buddhism, Gao Qiang had begun to repent. He regretted what he had done in the past. If he could do it all over again, he would not only turn to Buddhism, but he would at least do more good deeds.

Having stabilized his cultivation level, he practiced a few more times with a master and received praise from him.

"Benefactor, your state of mind is completely different from what it was two days ago. Congratulations!"

"That's all thanks to the master's excellent teaching."

"Cultivation cannot be a matter of fleeting enthusiasm; I hope you will..."

As the two were talking, a car horn sounded outside.

Then, the person responsible for delivering the food ran over and said something to the two of them with a serious expression.

The capital city, Dingsheng Group.

These past few days, the group's employees have been in a state of panic. They have to sign in and clock in on time every day, and every now and then, people from special departments will come and take them to the meeting room to ask them about the situation.

They all knew what their boss had done, but they were just employees, so their superiors naturally wouldn't make things difficult for them, but routine inquiries were still necessary.

Old Mo sat anxiously in Gao Qiang's office, surrounded by several capable-looking men staring at him, with Chinese-made pistols hanging at their waists.

The door opened, and Lao Mo stood up immediately. The men instinctively put their hands on their waists, afraid that he might do something rash.

"Chen Mo, this is a box we found in the cellar of a house in Gaoqiang."

Upon seeing the small box in the newcomer's hands, Old Mo had a bad feeling. Having killed many people, his legs went weak and he almost collapsed.

"Meanwhile, the technical department also detected a luminol reaction in the cellar..."

Luminol is a chemical reagent that, when sprayed onto a surface suspected of containing blood, will catalyze a reaction between luminol and hydrogen peroxide if hemoglobin (such as blood residue) is present, producing a pale blue fluorescence. This reaction is highly sensitive and can detect even trace amounts of blood, making it commonly used for rapid screening at crime scenes.

Old Mo trembled as he took the box from the other person's hand, no longer having the strength to open the lid.

"Despite being a suspect in multiple murder cases, we still express our deepest condolences to you. Your son, Chen Long, is indeed dead."

Old Mo ultimately didn't open it to check; instead, he slumped to the ground, clutching the box, his eyes unfocused.

A commotion arose outside, followed by the low shouts of several men.