Playboy in the City-Chapter 213

This pulling sensation was very strange.

Chen Yang focused his mind and meditated. He quickly discovered the source of the feeling. It began the moment he had released his Spiritual Sense in the excitement of his breakthrough. The origin of Spiritual Sense is the sea of consciousness—the soul. Wherever his Spiritual Sense extended, everything previously unseen and unheard became fully amplified.

Now, this unique sensation, which surpassed a sixth sense and could be called a cultivator’s intuition, was warning Chen Yang in a peculiar way that something concerning him had just happened.

Is this the feeling of a ’premonition’ that’s described in the Green Jade legacy?

Thinking it over, Chen Yang understood what was happening. It was a premonition delivered by his enhanced senses and intuition, a mysterious warning brought on by his Spiritual Sense. Among cultivators, this phenomenon was known as a ’premonition’. It could signal an opportunity, or it could signal danger!

Chen Yang couldn’t help but let out a dry laugh, a cold light flickering in his deep eyes. So, has someone started scheming against me? Is it the Lord of Jiangbei, Chen Yulong? Or maybe Brother Yun, the man behind Shu Wanqing? Or that guy, Zhou Chun?

He pondered for a moment. He hadn’t made enemies with that many people on his journey. He was scheduled to visit Zhou Chun’s house later to treat his wife, Chen Huishu. He couldn’t help but wonder if that bastard was plotting revenge against him.

A smirk curled Chen Yang’s lips. I’d like to see which of you really has the guts. Zhou Chun, I hope it isn’t you. If it is, then treating your wife is about to get... interesting. Both during and after.

With that, he closed his eyes. His Spiritual Sense entered his Dantian, and he began to stabilize his newly broken-through realm.

BUZZ.

At that moment, within Chen Yang’s Dantian, the Ancient Artifact—the Nine Yang Needles—hovered like nine miniature suns. But something was different now. Following his breakthrough, the Nine Yang Needles had begun to actively absorb the residual Yin Yuan Power in his Dantian, converting it into Life Profound Power. The Life Profound Power that overflowed from them was then absorbed, strengthening his Life and Death Profound Power.

This isn’t good.

Chen Yang sensed the change in his Life and Death Profound Power and grew worried. If the Life Profound Power grows too strong, it will definitely destroy the balance of my Life and Death Profound Power. When that happens, the yin-yang imbalance will cause the Life Profound Power to surge uncontrollably. The Supreme Yang Qi will erupt, and I’ll be completely unable to suppress the profane, scorching yang fire in my body. What will I become? A lust demon, obsessed with constantly finding women to vent on and absorb their Yin Yuan Power just to maintain balance?

Chen Yang didn’t dare to imagine it. According to the records in the Green Jade legacy, once the balance of the Life and Death Profound Power was broken and he devolved into a lust demon, he would gradually lose all reason. At that point, he wouldn’t care about other women. The ones most important to him, Lin Jingyi and Lin Ruixin, would be the first to be harmed. It was entirely possible that, in his irrational state, he would ravage them until they died, their Yin Yuan completely drained.

That absolutely cannot be allowed to happen!

Chen Yang took a deep breath, a sense of genuine fear creeping into him. I have to find the other set of Ancient Artifacts, the Nine Yin Needles, as soon as possible! Only by gathering both the Nine Yin and Nine Yang to perfectly balance yin and yang, life and death, can I prevent that from happening.

Ancient artifacts for cultivation were mysterious things. Once one was activated with its owner’s Lifebound Mana and taken into their Dantian, it would be irrevocably bound to them. The artifact was bound to his Dantian, fused as one. Even if he took the Nine Yang Needles out now and placed them somewhere else, it would be useless.

Trying to find the Nine Yin Needles relying only on my own strength... it’s a nearly impossible task.

At that moment, Chen Yang felt a deep frustration. He wanted to achieve great things, but being alone, he was constrained at every turn with no one under his command. Even with Zhou Hao’s help, it would be futile. One man was no substitute for ten.

I don’t have my own power base right now. For the time being, I’ll have to rely on the Xiao Family to search for the Nine Yin Needles.

Suddenly, Chen Yang had a goal, something he lacked before.

Before, his only goal, his sole pursuit, was to make a lot of money. He wanted to buy a villa and luxury cars to provide a better life for Lin Jingyi and Lin Ruixin, an exclusive love nest for the three of them.

And now, he had achieved it.

Although he hadn’t taken Lin Jingyi to see it yet, Lin Ruixin already knew. He was sure she would tell Jingyi soon. Chen Yang knew that when Lin Jingyi heard the news, she would undoubtedly cry tears of joy.

Unfortunately, with Lin Ruixin’s aunt and her daughter visiting, he couldn’t share this joy with them immediately, nor could he celebrate with a passionate battle.

Going forward, I’ll rely on the Xiao Family’s strength to search for the Nine Yin Needles. But at the same time, I must establish my own power base!

Chen Yang had never been ambitious before. But now, he was.

He didn’t want it for the sake of power itself, but for the convenience of getting things done in the future. He also wanted to be able to protect Lin Jingyi, Lin Ruixin, and his other women.

The biggest underground force in Jinshui City belongs to Shen Tianyun’s faction. But there are quite a few others, like the one belonging to Chen Yulong, the Lord of Jiangbei. Yunqing Club, Shen Tianyun, Brother Yun.

He glanced at Li Yan. She was sleeping soundly, all pretense of grace gone. One beautiful leg was sprawled out, revealing the moist, glistening allure between her thighs that couldn’t quite close. He smiled at the sight, then picked up his phone and called Xiao Huiyun.

"You naughty boy," Xiao Huiyun’s lazy, pleasant voice purred through the phone. "Calling me so early. Did you sense that your Sister misses you and wants you to come sleep with me? I’m really missing your big toy right now... missing how you fill me up, missing your heat, missing your big..."

"Sister Xiao, I’m calling about something serious," he interrupted.

Though Chen Yang also sorely missed Xiao Huiyun’s famous ’White Tiger’ mound, he couldn’t go over right now and could only endure the ache of longing.

"What do you mean, you little rascal? This *is* my serious business," Xiao Huiyun purred seductively. "I want you to fuck me right now. I’ve been thinking about it since the moment I opened my eyes. Do you want to hear how wet I am for you?"

Chen Yang could hardly believe how wanton this elegant noblewoman had become after just a few encounters with him. It was as if he had unlocked some hidden attribute.

"Sister Xiao, I don’t want to listen to you getting wet. Hearing it but not being able to touch you would just be torture," Chen Yang refused, shaking his head. "I’ll just save it for the next time I see you. Then I’ll fill that beautiful place of yours completely. For now, I really do have something I need your help with."

"Hmph! You won’t even come and satisfy me, but you still expect me to do things for you? I don’t think so!" Xiao Huiyun pouted, her tone petulant. "Yesterday, you had me do a favor for that Jiang fellow, and you didn’t even reward me. Now you’re asking for another favor today? You’re going too far!"

"I don’t care! If you don’t come over and fill my drainpipe today, plug me up and stop this itching, I’m not doing a thing for you!"