195: Chapter 195 A Storm is Brewing in Shanghai! Making this young master work overtime? He'll need extra pay! Dilraba is drunk on peaches!

Su Yang nonchalantly swiped open his phone screen.

The text message was long, its lines dripping with urgency and punctuated by several alarming exclamation marks.

"...threatening to lay down a Blood Fiend Grand Array at the Shanghai Bund to force the authorities to hand over the 'scum of the Cultivation World, the demon Su Yang'!"

"They have already seized control of three large luxury cruise ships on the Huangpu River and are holding over a thousand innocent tourists hostage! The Shanghai Branch has suffered heavy losses and requests Consultant Su's immediate support!!!"

Looking at the text, Su Yang didn't get angry; instead, he couldn't help but chuckle.

"These stray dogs didn't even have time to put on their pants when they fled Mount Shu, and now they've run to Shanghai to act like big shots?"

Su Yang casually tossed his phone onto the stone table and sprawled out grandly on the grandmaster's chair.

Bai Li leaned in, a pleasant, faint fragrance wafting into Su Yang's nose.

She glanced down at the message, her beautiful brows furrowing instantly as a hint of anger flashed in her purple eyes.

"The demon Su Yang? They actually have the nerve to play the victim first!"

"It was clearly them who used the Righteous Path as a front to try and exterminate my Qingqiu Clan first. You saved us, so how are you a demon?"

The more Bai Li spoke, the angrier she became, the air behind her even faintly distorting due to the fluctuations of her demonic power.

"Su Yang, since they're courting death, I'll go to Shanghai with you. I want to see what kind of trouble these hypocrites can actually stir up!"

"Don't be in such a hurry."

Su Yang reached out and pulled Bai Li's slender waist, letting her sit on his lap while he pinched her pouting cheeks.

"They went through all the trouble to set the stage; we should let them perform for a bit longer. As they say, let the bullets fly for a while."

"But the hostages..." Bai Li was, after all, kind-hearted.

"Don't worry, the people from Bureau 749 are holding the line; no one's going to die just yet. Besides..."

A signature wicked smirk curled at the corner of Su Yang's mouth. "If I don't let them make a bigger scene, how can I justify asking Old Man Li for a massive overtime fee?"

As they were speaking, an incredibly seductive moan suddenly came from the corner of the courtyard.

"It's so hot..."

Su Yang turned to look.

He saw Reba sitting by the flower bed, holding half a gnawed flat peach in her hands.

That was no ordinary peach; it was a nine-thousand-year flat peach that Su Yang had swiped from the Jade Pool!

A single bite could extend a Mortal's life, but it also contained an incredibly massive amount of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi.

Reba had seen how fresh the peach looked and couldn't resist taking a big bite.

As a result, the Spiritual Qi had now completely dissolved within her body.

"Ugh... why do I feel so lightheaded..."

Reba's originally fair and delicate face was now as red as a ripe apple, her large, beautiful eyes watery as if veiled by a layer of mist.

She felt a fire burning inside her, so hot that she subconsciously began to tug at her collar.

With her tugging, her tight T-shirt exposed a large area of snow-white skin, and one could even catch a glimpse of the black lace edges underneath.

"So hot... Master Su... Reba is so hot..."

She stood up stumbling, like a drunken kitten, and lunged straight toward Su Yang.

"Holy shit, this silly girl can't handle the nourishment!"

Su Yang was quick to react, catching the lunging Reba in one go.

Holding the soft, fragrant beauty in his arms, the incredible suppleness made even a Nascent Soul Stage powerhouse like Su Yang feel a stir in his heart.

"Don't just start stripping, my lady! There are other people in this courtyard!"

Su Yang quickly pinned down Reba's small hands, which were still fumbling with her clothes.

"I won't... I want to take it off... so hot..." Reba had completely lost her reason by now, clinging to Su Yang like an octopus, her warm breath puffing against his neck.

Beside them, Mary's eyes were glowing green as she wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth. "Boss, she looks like she's almost cooked. Why don't you let me suck some blood to help her cool down?"

"Get lost, don't try to take advantage of the situation."

Su Yang glared at Mary.

Bai Li covered her mouth and chuckled, sensibly standing up from Su Yang's lap.

"It looks like you need to help this big star 'cool down' first. I'll go tell Sister Yuqing to prepare some ice water."

Su Yang picked up the furnace-like Reba by her waist and strode into the East Wing.

He kicked the door shut.

Su Yang laid Reba on the bed.

The girl was now writhing purely on instinct; the scene was a true test of one's willpower.

"A Mortal Physique eating a nine-thousand-year flat peach... you're lucky you didn't explode and die."

Su Yang took a deep breath, suppressing the rising heat in his heart.

He rubbed his hands together to warm them, circulating the Pure Yang True Fire within his body and transforming it into the gentlest spiritual energy.

Then, his large hand pressed directly against Reba's flat and smooth lower abdomen.

"Hiss—"

It felt smooth and silky to the touch, sending an incredible sensation through him.

"Endure it a bit; I'm helping you guide the Spiritual Qi."

Su Yang gave a low shout, and gentle spiritual energy slowly flowed from his palm, guiding the rampaging flat peach Spiritual Qi inside Reba and gradually merging it into her limbs and bones.

During this process, Reba not only let out suggestive moans but also expelled some grayish-black Impurities from her body—the nine-thousand-year flat peach was helping her cleanse her marrow and meridians.

This went on for a full half-hour.

Only then did Reba's body temperature drop, her breathing becoming steady and long as she fell into a deep sleep.

Su Yang withdrew his hand, looking at Reba's rosy, supple skin that seemed like it could burst with moisture. He pulled a blanket over her and turned to leave the room.

In the courtyard, Ye Yuqing had nearly finished categorizing and organizing the mountain of treasures.

"Boss, the preliminary inventory is complete."

Ye Yuqing walked over in her high heels and handed him the small notebook, her face unable to hide her excitement.

"If those Top-Grade Spirit Stones and Magical Artifacts were converted into secular assets... Boss, even if you did nothing from now on, your net worth would rank in the top ten of the global rich list!"

"Only top ten?"

Su Yang curled his lip, clearly dissatisfied with that ranking.

"Fine, as for money, enough is enough. Pick a few of those Magical Artifacts that are easy to use to give to Big Black as fertilizer, and put the rest into storage."

After arranging the household matters, Su Yang finally picked up the satellite phone on the stone table and dialed Li Changfeng's number.

The phone was answered instantly after just one ring.

"Hello? Consultant Su! You finally called back! The situation in Shanghai is almost at its breaking point!" Li Changfeng's voice was frantic, sounding like an ant on a hot griddle.

"Old Li." Su Yang took a leisurely sip of tea and smacked his lips. "On a weekend like this, you want me to go to Shanghai for overtime? I just got back and I'm exhausted, both mentally and physically."

Li Changfeng, on the other end of the line, nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.

You just flattened two top Sects and looted countless treasures, and you're telling me you're exhausted?!

But he didn't dare get angry and could only force a smile.

"Consultant Su, lives are at stake! There are over a thousand tourists! If you're willing to help, you can name any conditions you want!"

"You said it."

A cold smile curled on Su Yang's lips, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes.

"I want unrestricted selection rights to Bureau 749's national S-class Vault, to choose any three items. Also, regarding the mess in Shanghai, I'll handle the killing but not the burying; you'll have to suppress the subsequent public opinion yourselves."

"The S-class Vault?!"

Li Changfeng gasped. Those were the top-tier divine objects collected since the founding of the country!

But the situation forced his hand.

"Fine! I promise you! Consultant Su, when can you arrive?"

"What's the rush?"

Su Yang hung up the phone, stood up, and stretched his limbs.

He looked up toward Shanghai, his gaze gradually becoming cold and domineering.

"Bai Li, Chu Ling, Mary."

"Here!" The three women responded in unison.

"Let's go. Follow me to Shanghai and show these remnants of a defeated army what a real demon looks like."