65: Chapter 65 The Two Women's Inner Thoughts and Shock

At night, in the hot spring pool of the guest courtyard.

Steam swirled, and petals floated on the surface.

Zhao Qingyue and Chen Yuwei soaked in the warm pool water, relaxing after the exhaustion of the day.

"The Lin Family Manor is truly luxurious..." Zhao Qingyue looked around at the exquisite decorations and sighed softly, "Yingxue and the others are also really kind; they don't have any airs at all."

"Indeed," Chen Yuwei scooped up a handful of water and let the droplets slide through her fingers, "And the bond between them is so good, just like real sisters."

As they chatted, the topic involuntarily turned to Lin Yun.

Zhao Qingyue rested her chin on the edge of the pool, her gaze drifting: "That playboy Lin Yun, having three such beautiful wives like Yingxue, to think he married another."

Chen Yuwei turned her head to look at her, a mischievous smile in her eyes: "Qingyue, are you jealous?"

"Y-you, don't spout nonsense!" Zhao Qingyue's cheeks heated up, and she hurriedly defended herself, "You're the one who's jealous! I was just sighing with emotion..."

Chen Yuwei swam closer and nudged her gently with her elbow:

"That girl Qianxi is so pretty and so kind, and she's Lin Yun's junior. If I were Lin Yun, I would have married her too."

Zhao Qingyue was silent for a moment and whispered: "Lin Yun is truly blessed; all four wives are so outstanding and beautiful."

"Indeed, he really is blessed," Chen Yuwei looked at her meaningfully, "I think it won't be long before someone becomes his wife too."

Zhao Qingyue immediately panicked and scooped up water to splash at Chen Yuwei.

"Y-you, stop talking nonsense! If you want to marry him, you marry him!"

"I think Lin Yun is interested in you. Not just Lin Yun, but also Yingxue and the others..."

"I don't know what they are thinking; it seems like they want to play matchmaker between you and Lin Yun."

"Oh?" Chen Yuwei wiped the water droplets from her Face, her smile deepening, "Are they really only trying to set me up with Lin Yun?"

Zhao Qingyue's Face turned even redder, so she simply turned away, leaving Chen Yuwei with only a bright red earlobe.

Meanwhile, in the man-made hot spring pool connected to the master bedroom.

In the larger bath, Lin Yun and his four wives were also enjoying the comfort brought by the warm water.

Su Yingxue went behind Lin Yun, picked up a bath towel, and gently scrubbed his back.

Su Yingxue said with some regret while scrubbing:

"I didn't expect Sister Wen Yan to go out today.

Otherwise, with Sister Wen Yan, a Tier 3 Martial Artist, here, she would definitely have charmed Qingyue and Yuwei."

Shen Youqing leaned against the edge of the pool and chuckled:

"Who told Husband to always drag Sister Wen Yan out to 'lure' wives? Sister Wen Yan is jealous, so she just ran out."

Lin Yun laughed; this was indeed true.

In the past, whenever a target came to the Lin Family Manor, the strength of Wen Yan, a Second-Stage Perfection (now Tier 3) Martial Artist, always left a deep impression on them, helping him out quite a bit invisibly.

"That's what's most adorable about Sister Wen Yan; she cares about Face and is tsundere to death."

Lin Yun's eyes held a smile, his tone doting.

"But it doesn't matter; even without Sister Wen Yan, Husband can still win over Qingyue and Yuwei."

"Husband is so confident?" Su Yingxue stopped her hands, wrapped her arms around his neck from behind, and asked close to his ear.

"Of course." Lin Yun turned around, pulled Su Yingxue into his arms, and kissed her on the lips, "Come, let me scrub your back."

The warm pool water rippled, reflecting the dim, yellow lights.

Steam rose in wisps, blurring their figures and masking the increasingly thick, ambiguous atmosphere in the air.

Shen Youqing, Wu Qingya, and Lin Qianxi looked at each other and smiled, then gathered around as well.

The sounds of water, laughter, and whispers intertwined.

Moonlight spilled onto the Lin Family Manor, with infinite vitality and expectation surging in the tranquility.

This night, the lights in the master bedroom stayed on until late into the night.

...

The next day.

After a sumptuous breakfast.

Su Yingxue smiled and suggested: "Qingyue, Yuwei, do you want to see our family's Training Room? The equipment inside is very complete, and Husband can even guide your Cultivate!"

Zhao Qingyue and Chen Yuwei's eyes lit up, and they answered in unison: "Okay!"

They followed Lin Yun and his group to the Training Room on the west side of the manor.

When the heavy doors slowly opened, Zhao Qingyue was instantly shocked into speechlessness by the scene before her.

The Training Room covered a vast area, with a ceiling height of eight meters.

It was almost the size of a standard gymnasium.

The floor was covered with special shock-absorbing Materials, reflecting the lights from the ceiling, appearing exceptionally grand.

It was incredibly large inside.

Strength training area, speed reaction area, blood-qi value circulation area, Gravity Chamber zone...

Various latest model equipment gleamed with a cold light under the illumination, and the scent of money permeating the air was even more invigorating.

Zhao Qingyue stood there blankly, her mind involuntarily recalling the Qingyang City martial arts gym where she had been training for two years.

That gym claimed to be the best in Qingyang City, with annual tuition twice as expensive as ordinary gyms.

Her family had spent almost everything to support her Cultivate.

But compared to the Lin Family Manor's Training Room, that gym was like a child's playhouse, so crude it wasn't worth mentioning.

Her current blood-qi value was 96 points, still 4 points away from the 100-point threshold to become a Martial Artist.

For these 4 points, she had been training arduously day after day in the gym; she hadn't expected the Lin family to have such a luxurious Cultivate environment.

"T-this is too exaggerated..."

Although Chen Yuwei had heard Su Yingxue and the others mention the Lin Family Manor's Training Room when chatting online, seeing it with her own eyes, the visual impact was far stronger than she had imagined, and the shock in her heart was still hard to express.

She held Zhao Qingyue's arm, also staring blankly at everything before her.

"How is it? Not bad, right?" Su Yingxue looked at the two's reactions with a smile, feeling quite proud.

"Not bad?"

"Yingxue, your standard for 'not bad' is way too high! This is basically a configuration at the level of a Martial Arts University!"

Chen Yuwei came back to her senses and exaggeratedly clutched her chest.

"Come, let's go inside."

"Don't stand at the door."

Lin Yun greeted the two with a smile.

The two women then snapped out of their daze and followed Lin Yun inside.

The facilities inside were even more dazzling.

High-frequency vibration strength trainer, neural reaction speed test pod, top-tier blood-qi value circulation recovery pod...

Zhao Qingyue had only seen pictures of many of the devices in martial arts magazines, and some she hadn't even heard of before.

Although Chen Yuwei had already graduated from a regular university and had long given up on the idea of pursuing the path of a Martial Artist, seeing these precise and powerful devices, the spark in her heart that had long been extinguished actually showed signs of reigniting.

After all, in the interstellar high-martial era, as long as one could become a First-Stage Martial Artist, their lifespan could be extended to 200 years.

Furthermore, Martial Artists had strong blood-qi value, and their aging process was extremely slow; until the last few decades of their lives, their appearance would not change much.

This was an irresistible temptation for any woman.

"Do you want to try?"

Lin Yun's gentle voice sounded.

Chen Yuwei came back to her senses and nodded, feeling a bit embarrassed:

"I want to... but my blood-qi value is only 82 points; I probably can't use many of the devices, right?"

"It doesn't matter; you can start with the most basic ones."

"Polishing blood-qi value and training the body is never too late."