Chapter 398: My Dear Sister-in-Law, I Will Take Good Care of You
"Chu Yun, I will take good care of Ruoxue for you..."
Young Master Shen Anyu watched Aunt An Zhiyue lead the Fire Phoenix Special Forces to escort Chu Yun away. Meeting Chu Yun's gaze as he turned, Shen Anyu smiled slightly and nodded, transmitting his voice directly to Chu Yun's mind.
Chu Yun's entire body trembled violently, a surge of impotent fury and bone-deep fear coursing through him. He whipped his head around, his eyes burning with a desperate, hateful light, but his feet never stopped moving. He was a prisoner, powerless to do anything but march toward his doom.
Shen Anyu merely shook his head, a flicker of something akin to pity—or perhaps just detached amusement—in his eyes. He and Chu Yun held no personal grudge, no long-simmering animosity. Their conflict was more profound, more fundamental. It was an immutable law of this world: a Destined Villain and a Child of Destiny were fated to be locked in a mortal struggle. Today, Shen Anyu had simply been the one to strike first, to decisively sever the threads of his opponent's fate. He was acutely aware that this was not the end. Perhaps tomorrow, or the day after, another so-called Child of Destiny would emerge, drawn to him like a moth to a flame, seeking to kill him and claim his fortune.
*'This cycle of predator and prey... it's tiresome,'* Shen Anyu mused, his gaze turning cold. This fated conflict was, for now, an irresolvable cosmic joke. His only logical response was to be the faster, more ruthless predator. To strike first, strike hardest, and leave no room for recovery.
One day, however, he would become so unimaginably powerful that the very concept of "destiny" would shatter before him. He would transcend the need to hunt protagonists and break free from the shackles of his designated role.
As for Xu Ruoxue… he would, of course, take exceptionally good care of her.
She was, after all, his kind and beautiful sister-in-law.
A predatory curve graced Shen Anyu's lips. He turned, his movements fluid and graceful, and helped the unconscious Xu Ruoxue to her feet. His arm snaked around her waist, a firm and possessive grip that supported her entire weight. He could feel the surprising softness of her body even through the fabric of her shirt, a subtle warmth seeping into his palm. He guided her to the waiting Bugatti Veyron, gently placing her in the plush leather of the back seat before sliding in beside her. The scent of her light, floral perfume mingled with the rich aroma of the car's interior.
He gave a curt instruction to the driver.
"Don't go back to Jiangjing Manor. Go to Tangquan No. 1."
"Yes, Young Lord!" the driver replied, his voice laced with unwavering respect.
Amidst the reverent, fearful gazes of Modu's most prominent figures and wealthiest scions, the Bugatti Veyron's engine purred to life. It pulled away from the curb with a silent, imposing grace, a black beast disappearing into the city's glittering nightscape.
The journey was swift, and they soon arrived at the Tangquan No. 1 high-end villa district, a secluded enclave of wealth and power. This place held a few memories for Shen Anyu. It was here he had settled Luo Yuhe and her daughter, Luoxiao. It was also here that he had engaged in a life-or-death battle with Yan Lingxiao, the formidable Alliance Master of the War God Alliance, a confrontation that had unexpectedly led to a connection with Xu Ruoxue's own sister, Xu Ruoshui.
Following his instructions, Luo Yuhe had already returned to Jinling with Luoxiao to oversee the burgeoning Dragon King Society, though Shen Anyu made sure to visit and communicate with them frequently, keeping his assets in order.
The villa where Luo Yuhe had stayed now sat empty, yet Shen Anyu didn't take Xu Ruoxue there. Nor did he bring her to the adjacent villa belonging to Xu Ruoshui. Instead, with a simple command, he had purchased the neighboring property—a brand new, untouched space meant only for her.
He carried Xu Ruoxue into the villa, the scent of fresh paint and new furnishings filling the air. Ascending the stairs, he pushed open the door to the master bedroom and gently laid her down upon the king-sized bed. The silk sheets whispered under her weight.
Without her black-rimmed glasses, Xu Ruoxue's beauty was raw and unfiltered, as if a seal had been broken. Her features were coolly exquisite, carrying a graceful, almost aloof allure that was now softened by the vulnerability of sleep. She was dressed plainly in a simple white shirt and gray jeans, yet the unassuming clothes failed to conceal her magnificent assets. They stretched taut against the fabric, outlining the proud, hill-like curves of her chest and the long, slender lines of her legs.
At some point during the chaos, her high heels had fallen off. Her perfect, jade-like feet were bare. Her ten small, adorable toes were curled slightly, resembling pristine silkworms. Each nail was painted with a delicate vermilion polish, a surprising splash of vibrant color that added a hidden layer of charm to her otherwise cool and collected demeanor.
She was a sleeping beauty in every sense of the word, a temptation that no man could possibly resist—unless, of course, he had no interest in women at all.
Shen Anyu's gaze lingered, admiring the sight for a few moments, yet he made no further moves.
He never forced women. It wasn't a matter of morality, but of taste.
Such intimate matters were only interesting, only truly satisfying, when both parties were willing participants, their desires and actions intertwined. What was the fun in taking a wooden doll, a lifeless body devoid of passion? The true conquest, the ultimate pleasure, lay in the complete and utter surrender of a woman's body, mind, and soul.
He craved the thrill of seeing a proactive partner unlock new knowledge, new heights of pleasure with him. Whether she was charmingly bold, endearingly shy, adorably annoyed, or putting up a half-hearted, playful resistance—each reaction was a unique flavor to be savored.
Young Master Shen instructed a maid to tend to Xu Ruoxue, ensuring she was comfortable. Then, he retired to his new study, settling into a large leather chair. As he sat alone in the quiet room, the smile on his face grew wider, charged with anticipation.
*'I now have over nine million Destiny Points,'* he thought, the number itself a source of immense power. *'Coupled with the cumulative luck from drawing the God-level Blood Curse Technique, I can definitely trigger a Super Divine Rank reward.'*
Initially, Shen Anyu hadn't expected to reach this threshold so quickly. The turning point had been Su Muyue—that strange, sacred-yet-demonic entity shrouded in blood and fire deep within Susan's soul. The moment she had appeared, her favorability had instantly shot to its maximum, granting him a staggering 5.3 million Destiny Points in one go. That alone had propelled him past the halfway mark.
Adding to that the swift and efficient elimination of the Blood Skull's Child of Destiny, Chu Yun, and the considerable contribution from harvesting Ye Linyuan's fate, his total had skyrocketed to over nine million. And that wasn't even counting the residual luck from the one hundred draws he'd accumulated during his last lottery session.
The next Super Divine Rank reward was not just within reach; it was practically begging to be claimed.
Even with his formidable composure, Shen Anyu couldn't suppress the tremor of excitement. He methodically washed his hands, a small ritual to cleanse his luck, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.
"What will it be this time?" he murmured to the empty room. "What will the next Super Divine Rank reward be?"
The previous one, Love Infinite Teleport, had proven to be absurdly useful. It allowed him to instantly appear beside any destined heroine or Daughter of Destiny with over ninety favorability. It didn't just save him travel time; it was a peerless tool for evasion and ambush, a perfect blend of offense and defense.
When he had ambushed Ye Linyuan, the skill had been his ultimate trump card. Even when the remnant soul imprint of Lin Xuanyan—a powerful figure from his past life—had erupted with the terrifying might of a Land Immortal, it couldn't touch him. By the time the attack landed, Young Master Shen had already teleported to safety.
Furthermore, with Love Infinite Teleport, he could manage his ever-growing collection of beautiful heroines, spreading his attention evenly and deftly avoiding the terrifying scenario of a "Shura field." He even entertained the idea of placing a heroine on a space station one day, just so he could teleport into orbit with a single thought. The sheer shock on an enemy's face would be priceless.
*'I hope it's a skill or treasure that enhances my raw strength,'* Shen Anyu thought, his eyes narrowing. Susan's mysterious transformation and the Land Immortal remnant soul within Ye Linyuan served as stark reminders that his current power, while dominant, was not yet absolute.
His Heavenly Human Realm cultivation, augmented by his God-Level Steel Body and God-Level Telekinesis, made him invincible within his realm. He had, after all, defeated three Great Grandmasters from the Martial God Hall shortly after his breakthrough.
But how would he fare against a true Land Immortal? He didn't know, as he had yet to face one in a direct confrontation. To be safe, to guarantee victory, he needed to be stronger.
"System, one thousand consecutive draws. Activate!"
As the command formed in his mind, the air in the study warped. A thousand streams of multi-colored light erupted before his eyes, not as a gentle display, but as a violent, silent supernova of cosmic energy. It was a blinding firework display of fate itself. The vast majority of the streaks were a common, sterile white. A smaller, more significant portion pulsed with a noble purple. A very rare few blazed with the regal intensity of pure gold.
And among them all, one singular point of light shimmered with a mysterious, indescribably shocking seven-colored glow—a miniature rainbow nebula that pulsed with divine power.
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining a white reward: a box of happy nutrition!]
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining a white reward: a box of explosive pagers!]
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining a purple reward: one golden toilet!]
Shen Anyu's lips twitched as he skimmed past the flood of notifications. *'What is all this trash?'* he thought with detached amusement, his focus locked on the true prize.
"A Divine Rank reward is here!"
His gaze sharpened, zeroing in on the seven-colored glow as it solidified.
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining a Divine Rank reward: Heavenly Human Breakthrough Pill!]
"Heavenly Human Breakthrough Pill?" Shen Anyu's mind began to race, instantly calculating its value.
It was an excellent item. Anything produced by the System was guaranteed to be of the highest quality. The last time he had received such a pill, it had enabled his own perfect breakthrough, allowing him to seamlessly condense his essence, Qi, and spirit and unlock the Heavenly Human secret treasury.
Now that he was already in the Heavenly Human Realm, the pill was useless for his personal cultivation.
However, Shen Anyu felt no sense of loss. Far from it. This pill was an asset of immense strategic value. Given to a peak Grandmaster, it was a near-guarantee of creating a new Heavenly Human expert. Whether used to cultivate his own loyal subordinates or to exchange for unimaginable benefits, its potential returns were astronomical.
If this pill were put on the market, it would command a price that transcended mere currency. Hundreds of billions of US dollars would be just the starting bid. The world's super-factions and major global powers would bleed themselves dry for a chance to obtain it.
In fact, a single Heavenly Human Breakthrough Pill was arguably more valuable than the life of an existing Heavenly Human expert. After all, the pill could be reverse-engineered, studied, and used to cultivate a true direct descendant, someone whose loyalty was absolute.
He imagined the scenario: if the Yanxia Shen Family had this opportunity, and he were still at the peak Grandmaster level, would they hesitate to buy it for him? Of course not. And every other super-faction in the same position would make the same choice.
They would buy it even if it meant selling everything they owned and going bankrupt.
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