17: Chapter 017 Please Listen to My Story

When he arrived at the hotel, Ye Mo discovered that Yu Mengyao was already waiting at the hotel entrance.

"Get in the car."

Ye Mo waved at her.

"President Yi?"

Yu Mengyao did not recognize Ye Mo, and when she saw that Ye Mo was only driving a xiaomi, her brows immediately furrowed.

In her estimation, Ye Mo should at least be driving a million-dollar luxury car.

However, she thought to herself that perhaps the other party was just being low-key, so she eventually got into the car.

"President Yi, where are we going?"

"To the beach."

Ye Mo only had one million left, and the success rate of using money would likely be lower, so he got straight to the point and revealed his identity as a Cultivator.

Because it was only seven o'clock, the traffic was heavy, and it took Ye Mo an hour to reach the beach.

"President Ye, why are we here?"

Seeing the streetlights on the road becoming sparse, Yu Mengyao immediately became nervous; could President Yi have some special hobby?

But she hadn't even negotiated anything with him yet.

Could he be a pervert?

"Don't be nervous. The reason I brought you here is mainly because what I am about to do cannot be seen by others."

Ye Mo parked the car on the road and then began to recount his background.

"Didn't you want to know what my Family does on the way here?"

"Actually, I come from a very ancient Family that has been passed down from the pre-Qin period to the modern day."

"It can be said that for over two thousand years, my Ye Family has always been a top-tier Family, bar none."

"However, during the Song Dynasty, a great change occurred in the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, which led to the decline of my Ye Family and the withering of talents. Of course, this decline is relative to our ancestors."

"Even if my Ye Family is not what it used to be, it is still a top-tier existence in China today."

"As the direct descendant of the Ye Family, I bear a heavy responsibility. My purpose in finding you is to help my Ye Family flourish, and as a reward, I will teach you my Ye Family's top-secret Cultivation Technique: The Everlasting Spring Technique!"

As Ye Mo spoke, he rested his left hand outside the window.

The circulation path of the Fireball Technique began to operate.

"What? Cultivate?"

At first, Yu Mengyao was listening with great interest, as she had always been interested in such secret anecdotes.

Furthermore, she was very confident in her country's culture and felt that the existence of a thousand-year-old Family was absolutely possible.

But when she heard the end, when Ye Mo mentioned a Cultivation Technique, Yu Mengyao felt uncomfortable.

"President Yi, the story you told is very exciting, but I think you should go write novels; it would definitely be a hit. Fire, fire, it's on fire! President Yi, your hand is on fire!"

Yu Mengyao opened her sexy little lips, her eyes wide as pebbles.

"An essential Spell for a Cultivator, used for murder, arson, and destroying evidence—the Fireball Technique!"

Ye Mo spoke slowly, then flicked his finger gently. A fireball streaked across the pitch-black night sky and struck the beach nearby.

Flames soared into the air, and the sand and stones made a rustling sound.

It was as if a cutting machine was cutting through steel, with sparks flying everywhere.

"I, I, I f*ck..."

Yu Mengyao covered her little mouth, but she still couldn't stop herself from uttering an expression that words could not describe.

"How about it? Bear a few children for me, and I will ensure your immortality." Ye Mo said indifferently.

"President Ye, it's not that I won't agree, I just really can't believe it."

Cultivating. Who wouldn't want that? Who wouldn't want immortality? Who wouldn't want to possess extraordinary power?

"It's fine. I can first teach you the method to Cultivate and provide the Spirit Stones necessary for cultivation. It won't be too late to agree once you believe."

Ye Mo didn't expect Yu Mengyao to agree immediately.

"Really? Aren't you afraid that if I succeed in my cultivation, I will go back on my word?" Yu Mengyao asked.

"Hehe, you're overthinking it. First, the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi on Blue Star is thin, and one can only Cultivate using Spirit Stones, which only I have. Second, even if you succeed in your cultivation, you will only be the lowest-level Cultivator. I could take on a hundred of such Cultivators with one hand."

Ye Mo thought to himself, by the time you reach the Early Stage of Qi Refining, Zhou Ruolin might have already given birth. By then, the Spiritual Qi value will have doubled, already equivalent to a Cultivator in the Qi Refining Late-Stage. Beating an Early Stage one would be incredibly simple.

"Alright then, if I really achieve Immortal Ascension, I will bear as many children as you want." Yu Mengyao said.

"OK, I'll send you the Cultivation Technique right now."

After speaking, Ye Mo sent a document to Yu Mengyao.

"You just put the Cultivation Technique in such a simple document? Aren't you afraid it will be discovered by others?" Yu Mengyao opened the document and asked in surprise.

To her, a Cultivation Technique must surely be top secret.

"Rest assured. First, to Cultivate, one must have a Spiritual Root, and people with a Spiritual Root are very rare. Second, let me tell you again, Blue Star doesn't have much Spiritual Qi; you can only succeed in your cultivation by using Spirit Stones or Spirit Pills."

Ye Mo reiterated once more.

Then, he took ten Spirit Stones from the System space and handed them to Yu Mengyao.

With this, Ye Mo had only four Spirit Stones left on him.

Originally, Ye Mo only had thirty-five Spirit Stones. He had given ten each to Zhou Ruolin and Lu Baijun, and he had consumed one himself over the past few days.

"Sigh, I'll have to work hard once I get back."

If he wanted these women to believe in him, he could only use Spirit Stones to let them achieve Immortal Ascension; only then would they fully believe him.

The mere thought made Ye Mo feel exhausted.

"Where do you live? I'll take you back." Ye Mo asked.

"Shigang Community." Yu Mengyao took the Spirit Stones and looked at the Cultivation Technique again, feeling as if she were in a dream.

One hour later, Ye Mo dropped Yu Mengyao off at Building 39 of the Shigang Community.

He then instructed her to Cultivate diligently and to stop live streaming in the future; if she needed money, she could tell him.

Ye Mo still had one million left. As long as he didn't do anything major, it would be more than enough.

"I'm not short on money. I mainly live stream to fish for a wealthy bachelor, but if you haven't lied to me, I'll stick with you from now on."

Yu Mengyao gave a sweet smile.

Before meeting Ye Mo, she had been worried that Ye Mo might be an ugly man or an old geezer.

But she hadn't expected Ye Mo to be not only handsome but also very young. Apart from this Cultivation Technique, everything else sounded like a scammer.

She still had a rather good impression of Ye Mo.

Watching Yu Mengyao go upstairs, Ye Mo turned the car around and drove away from the Shigang Community.

At this moment, Yu Mengyao had also returned home. Opening the door, she saw her mother sitting on the sofa in the living room. Yu Mengyao immediately walked over: "Mom, why are you up..."

Half an hour later, Ye Mo returned to his apartment; it was almost 10 o'clock.

After a quick shower, just as he was about to browse some live streams, Lu Baijun ran over in a rush, then said with an excited expression: "Ye Mo, Ye Mo, I think I've cultivated that feeling of Qi you mentioned!"

"What the heck?"

Ye Mo immediately grabbed Lu Baijun's little hand. Very quickly, he sensed a trace of weak Spiritual Qi wandering inside Lu Baijun's body. Ye Mo couldn't help but click his tongue, "Damn, it really is."

Ye Mo felt a wave of emotion. Lu Baijun had only been Cultivating for 10 hours at most, and he hadn't expected her to already develop the feeling of Qi.

You have to know that the original owner had spent a full three months before generating the feeling of Qi.

There really is no comparison between people; Ye Mo deeply felt the gap between a genius student and a dunce.