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60: I'm a rich man!
Ma Yifei's emotions were like a roller coaster, fluctuating wildly through several twists and turns.
A model sports car?
How is that possible!
Filled with disbelief, Ma Yifei immediately focused his attention to check the system reward.
[Attend the freshman gathering, reward: an Aston Martin Valhalla sports car. (Model)]
The two words inside the parentheses were so microscopic that one had to press their face against them to see clearly.
Naturally, this was something the super tycoon system had just added.
But Ma Yifei had absolute faith in the system, assuming he simply hadn't looked closely enough earlier.
After all, he had already received a one-million-cash reward from the system.
"Hahaha! I knew it! How could Ma Yifei afford a sports car? It's just a model!"
"This is hilarious! I actually misunderstood him just now. It turns out he can't even afford to rent a car and could only buy a model to satisfy his cravings!"
"And he talked about making someone move their car? With this model in his pocket, he can move it whenever he wants!"
As the waves of mockery reached his ears, Ma Yifei's cheeks burned with intense heat.
In a daze, scenes from several months ago suddenly flooded his mind.
That rich second-generation heir who stole his goddess looked down on him with disdain, saying contemptuously,
"Kid, do you have money? Can you give her happiness? Don't waste Xiao Lan's time."
The humiliation of the past was vivid in his mind. Ma Yifei's eyes turned bloodshot as he suddenly roared, "Shut up! I am a rich man! So what? So what! Even if I was wrong, what the hell does it have to do with you!"
This roar was so fierce and savage that it forcefully cut off the laughter of the entire crowd.
Everyone looked at each other in silence.
Indeed, it really had nothing to do with them.
Only Ling Xian understood.
This matter indeed had nothing to do with others, but it had everything to do with Ma Yifei.
Ma Yifei's destiny dictated that he would be mocked by these people, only to slap their faces back later.
These onlookers were like NPCs in his world, swept along by the momentum of destiny to fan the flames, yet they remained muddled and completely unaware.
Seeing the silence, Ma Yifei could no longer maintain his composure. He covered his face, squeezed through the crowd, and fled in panic.
[Ding! Due to the host's actions, Ma Yifei's mental state has suffered a minor setback. villain points +100!]
Seeing this, Ling Xian turned to the young girl beside him and said flatly, "Shall we go?"
Wu Yueyue nodded obediently.
Thus, Ling Xian opened the car door and shielded Wu Yueyue as she sat in the sports car.
The engine gave a low roar, and under everyone's envious gazes, they sped away.
"Brother Fang, this gathering..." a lackey approached, his tone hesitant.
He was Class Monitor's confidant and knew that before school started, Class Monitor had already obtained a photo of Wu Yueyue.
He naturally understood that this gathering was originally organized for Wu Yueyue.
Now that the leading lady had left with Ling Xian, should the gathering continue?
"Let's go, time to eat! It's my treat, what are you afraid of!"
Class Monitor spoke up loudly, his tone surprisingly devoid of any anger.
He even vaguely felt as if he had escaped a minor calamity.
"Thanks, Brother Fang!"
"Thanks, Brother Fang!"
"Thanks, Brother Fang!"
With the lackey leading the way, the others immediately chimed in unison.
It was true that Ling Xian was rich, but that had nothing to do with them.
The Class Monitor, however, was actually spending money to buy them dinner!
On the way back, Wu Yueyue asked curiously, "Brother Ling Xian, when did you drive this over? You even have license plates on it?"
"Just some small tricks. If you like it, I'll give it to you."
"No, I don't even know how to drive.
Besides, it's not as good as that magic performance of yours."
Clearly, Wu Yueyue was still fixated on what happened this afternoon.
Ling Xian suddenly pulled the car over to the side with a whoosh.
"You really want to see it?"
Wu Yueyue nodded her head vigorously like a woodpecker.
The Undead Divine Fire surged up with a whoosh, transforming into dancing, falling butterflies that flew around Wu Yueyue's body.
It made Wu Yueyue giggle foolishly.
A simple girl still liked these romantic things.
And Ling Xian was willing to indulge her.
"So beautiful!" A butterfly landed in Wu Yueyue's hand before dissipating.
Undead Divine Fire!
The renowned divine fire was now being used by Ling Xian as a magic trick to pamper a girl.
No matter how one thought about it, this scene was a bit surreal.
"Brother Ling Xian, there's an amusement park..."
"Want to go?"
"Mhm! When I was little, my family was poor. Later, my brother started making money, but I had to get medical treatment.
I've never been to an amusement park."
Looking at the longing in the girl's eyes, Ling Xian got out of the car and took Wu Yueyue's small hand.
"Let's go!"
...A few hours later, at Coral Manor Villa No. 9.
Ling Xian drove back in the Aston Martin.
Wu Yueyue was leaning tiredly on Ling Xian's shoulder, sleeping.
She was an ordinary person after all; compared to a martial artist like Ling Xian, her stamina was quite limited.
"Young Master..." Ling Wu walked out of the villa, bowing like a butler.
Ling Xian pointed to Wu Yueyue in his arms.
"Shh!"
He raised a finger to his lips, making a gesture for silence.
Ling Wu understood and lowered his voice. "According to your instructions, the stakes have been set up."
"Mhm," Ling Xian replied flatly.
"Young Master, this car..." Ling Wu's gaze fell on the eye-catching sports car, full of curiosity.
He knew his Young Master had never been interested in luxury cars. Even if he wanted to acquire one, it should have been in the name of the Ling Group; he wouldn't have gotten one privately like this.
"Scammed it off a simp."
Leaving those words behind, Ling Xian carefully carried Wu Yueyue in his arms, turned into the villa, and took her back to her bedroom.
Ling Wu stood in place, watching that figure, and couldn't help but give a thumbs up, praising in a low voice, "Young Master is amazing! As expected of my Young Master!"
Ling Wu was a competent butler; everything Ling Xian needed here, large or small, was organized in an orderly fashion.
The villa had been bought in advance, the car was prepared, and the tasks assigned were completed at the fastest speed.
During the dark and windy night when everyone was asleep, Ling Xian woke up.
Walking into the courtyard and looking at the stakes nailed into the ground, he thought of the Five Beasts Stance Technique and felt an increasing desire to try it out.
He jumped onto the stakes with a whoosh and practiced the Five Beasts Stance Technique.
After practicing a few times, Ling Xian was covered in sweat.
Feeling the changes in his constitution, he sighed inwardly that it was indeed powerful.
"I remember this inheritance also mentions a Five Beasts Pool to assist, but unfortunately, these things are hard to find now.
The Great Bear marrow in the Bear Pool, the Spirit Deer antler powder in the Deer Pool, the Spirit Tiger tooth powder in the Tiger Pool, the Spirit Ape tendon glue in the Ape Pool, and the Spirit Crane feathers in the Crane Pool are all treasures impossible to obtain in the secular world.
Even though it has been simplified, these things cannot be produced even according to the minimum requirements.
It seems I can only wait until I go to the Martial Arts World to take a look."
As for the spirit bone artifact, this was the first time he had heard of such a weapon.
According to the inheritance, spirit bone artifacts are more likely to become top-tier when made from the bones of powerful spirit beasts with longer lifespans.