Chapter 275: Chapter 274: Innate Lying Flat Saint Body

Outside Fuhai District.

The sky was gradually growing dim.

Xia He pulled his red sports car into a parking spot by the curb. He slowly opened the door, got out, and stood by the road, lost in thought, wondering how he should break the ice.

’I just got off work.’

’Old Qin should still be home around this time, right?’

He followed the familiar path, making his way toward Qin Yang’s villa.

A cool night breeze drifted by. The streetlights in Fuhai District flickered on, casting a soft, veil-like glow. Residents walked their dogs on leashes, and the atmosphere was peaceful and serene.

’Old Qin’s place should be right here.’

Xia He rubbed his hands together as he walked, taking in the surrounding scenery of the district and sighing to himself in admiration.

With its lush hills and clear waters, the scenery was breathtaking. Fuhai District had always been considered prime real estate in Jianghai City, a place with exceptional feng shui. Countless people dreamed of buying property here, but few ever had the connections to do so.

He remembered how he once bragged to Old Qin that he, too, would get a villa in Fuhai one day. Yet now, it was Old Qin who had beaten him to the punch, achieving that goal first.

’As expected of the Sword God’s eldest disciple. So impressive.’

A quick glance revealed that the Star Martial Artists guarding the villa were on another level. All of them were elites of the Postnatal Realm, and their salaries alone were higher than his. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

Lost in thought, Xia He soon found himself standing before Qin Yang’s villa.

He rang the doorbell.

DING-DONG—

A crisp chime echoed from the gate.

"Old Qin! Come open the gate!"

Standing before the antique, luxurious gate, Xia He knocked with his knuckles and shouted again, "Buddy, I got off work and came to see you! Open the gate."

"Coming,"

a voice replied from behind the gate.

A moment later,

TAP, TAP, TAP...

Qin Yang, wearing a pair of slippers, hurried to the gate. He was surprised to see Xia He standing there. "What brings you here? I didn’t think you’d have the time."

"I was passing by after work and figured I’d drop in and see how you’re doing."

Xia He made himself at home, stepping across the threshold. "I haven’t seen you in a few days, so I was wondering how things were going. How’ve you been, Old Qin? Are you managing to survive without me?"

"Not much. Just been playing video games at home."

Qin Yang led Xia He into the living room, carrying half a watermelon. "Just counting the days and letting all that stuff on the internet blow over."

"Tsk, tsk. Look at you, living the good life!"

Xia He shot a sideways glance at the watermelon in Qin Yang’s hands. "It’s been getting hot again lately. How’d you manage to get your hands on a watermelon?

I’ve been at the library every single day cleaning up your mess, you know."

"My mess? What’s going on at the library?"

Holding the watermelon half, Qin Yang scooped out a spoonful of fruit and put it in his mouth, speaking around the mouthful. "I’ve seen all the news about me online lately. I haven’t caused too much trouble for your Police Bureau, have I?"

"Tch, it’s been manageable."

Xia He waved his hand and sighed softly as he followed Qin Yang. "It was just a bunch of overzealous fans causing a ruckus. The crowds have thinned out a lot these past few days. Once they realized you weren’t showing up, a lot of them left... Besides, our Police Bureau has been working overtime to keep an eye on things for you."

As they spoke,

the two of them arrived in the living room.

The table was laden with fruits: mangosteens, watermelons, peaches... a whole cornucopia of produce from every season.

Next to the sofa sat the latest model of a game controller.

A game was paused on the 4K television. The floor-standing air conditioner in the corner was set to a comfortable twenty degrees, keeping the living room as pleasant as a spring day, no matter the weather outside.

"Tch, I’ve got to hand it to you, Old Qin... you’re really living the dream!"

Xia He tutted in amazement, looking around the living room. "We’re out there slaving away, running ourselves ragged, and here you are, just lying flat at home?"

’It’s only been a few days.’

’This guy’s back to his lazy ways already!’

’He’s practically got the Innate Lying Flat Saint Body!’

"Not at all! I just play a little in my spare time,"

Qin Yang’s lips twitched. He quickly bent down, coiled up the controller’s cable, and stuffed it into the cabinet under the coffee table. "Have a seat anywhere."

With that, he cut a slice of watermelon and handed it to Xia He.

"You should’ve given me a heads-up. I didn’t have time to prepare anything."

"No worries, Old Qin. It was a spur-of-the-moment thing. I was just passing by and thought I’d check in... Speaking of which, my wedding’s coming up soon. How are you fixed for it?"

Xia He took the watermelon and bit into it, sweet, red juice flooding his mouth. "I was actually hoping to have you as my best man. Think you can make it?"

"Best man?"

Qin Yang mulled it over for a moment.

"Are you sure you want me to be there?"

The moment the words left his mouth,

the hand Xia He was using to hold the watermelon froze.

?

’What does that mean?’

’That’s not the answer I was hoping for...’

’Is Old Qin trying to back out?!’

The next second, he looked at Qin Yang and blurted out resentfully.

"Old Qin, don’t tell me you’re not coming! You promised you’d be at my wedding. It’s not cool to back out now..."

The rapid-fire questions tumbled out, Xia He’s face flushing red. It was clear he was genuinely worried.

’It took so much effort to get Old Qin to agree to come.’

’The opportunity is right here.’

’I can’t just let it slip away!’

’After all, I’ve known Old Qin for so long. If he doesn’t show up, it just won’t be the same!’

’A wedding without Qin Yang...’

’...would be like the West without Jerusalem! The entertainment value would plummet!’

"Calm down."

But seeing Xia He’s reaction, Qin Yang calmly reassured him, "You need to think about who I am right now."

"Who you are? Aren’t you just the Sword God’s eldest disciple?"

Xia He spat out a watermelon seed, a reluctant look on his face. "It’s not like I’m embarrassed by you... Don’t tell me you’re embarrassed by me, Old Qin? Is my status as a simple officer not prestigious enough for you?"

"That’s not it."

Qin Yang shook his head and sighed. "Take a look at the internet. Every trending topic is about me. Things have gotten so out of hand. If I show up at your wedding... what do you think will happen?"

"Huh?"

Xia He froze.

’What would happen?’

Pondering the question, Xia He’s brow furrowed. His mind raced, and with a sharp intake of breath, he suddenly understood.

’Oh, right!’

’This whole thing has become such a huge deal recently.’

’It was announced all over Jianghai City, and now the whole country knows about it!’

’Qin Yang is at the peak of his fame right now. This isn’t just a small stir; if he shows up, it’ll be like a Category 10 typhoon hitting!’

’And my little wedding... ’

’It’s too small a temple...’

’...to house a great deity like Qin Yang?!’

"Do you get it now?"

Seeing Xia He’s brow relax, Qin Yang knew he understood and continued to explain, "It’s no problem for me to go. But if I do, and I end up stealing your spotlight, you can’t blame me."

"Tch, that does make sense."

Xia He smacked his lips. "If you came, Old Qin, my wedding would probably be mobbed by the entire city. We probably wouldn’t even be able to get through the door... As expected, you’re the one who thinks things through."

"As long as you understand."

Qin Yang nodded. "Just hold your wedding as planned, and we’ll play it by ear. If the situation allows, I’ll come...

But I’m afraid I can’t be your best man and steal the show."

Hearing this,

Xia He nodded lightly. "No problem. It’s enough if you can make it, Old Qin. If not, no worries, I won’t force you... By the way, I never properly thanked you for those Elixir Pills you gave me."

"It was nothing."

Qin Yang waved his hand dismissively. "It’s a necessary gift. You’re on the front lines with the Star Martial Police Bureau, which is too dangerous. I had to boost your strength to give you a bit more security."

"You’re the best, Old Qin!"

Xia He rubbed his hands together, slinging an arm around Qin Yang’s shoulder with a grin. "Speaking of improving my strength, Old Qin, let me ask you something. What do you think of my aptitude?"

"Your aptitude?"

Qin Yang gave him a strange look, sizing him up from head to toe.

"Why are you suddenly asking about that...? It’s so-so. I suppose you have a little aptitude."

After taking the Bone Marrow Cleansing Pill, Xia He had been completely transformed. He was no longer a weakling and was now qualified to step through the threshold into the Innate Realm.

’He has a little.’

’But not much...’

’In theory, a single Bone Marrow Cleansing Pill should have been more than enough for him. But it seemed he had already hit his body’s absorption limit before the pill’s medicinal effects were fully spent.’

’It was even a bit of a waste of a precious treasure.’

"A *billion* bits of aptitude?"

Xia He scratched his head, grinning like an idiot. "You’re too kind, Old Qin! Actually, I came here today to ask for another favor."

"What is it?" Qin Yang asked. "Let’s hear it first."

"Well... about your Heaven-Blasting Gang... are you guys still recruiting?"

Xia He looked at Qin Yang and said brazenly, "I want to join the Heaven-Blasting Gang too. Can you help me out, Old Qin? Maybe introduce me to a few of the seniors?"

He then

made a subtle hand gesture. "Or you could just, you know, put in a good word for me with the elders in your Heaven-Blasting Gang. That would be enough."

’The Heaven-Blasting Gang was now renowned throughout the entire country.’

’Their reputation was widespread.’

’If he could join them, the bragging rights would be off the charts!’

As he fantasized about the future, Xia He wiped a bit of drool from the corner of his mouth and said excitedly, "I’m not picky, Old Qin. Just find me any senior from the Venerable Realm..."

"..."

Qin Yang fell silent.

’A senior?’

’With *his* aptitude?’

’He’s dreaming!’

"Don’t get me wrong, Old Qin! I’m not trying to make things difficult for you."

Seeing Qin Yang’s silence, Xia He thought he was unwilling and quickly backpedaled. "Just an introduction to a few seniors is all I ask. If they happen to see my potential..."

...

Meanwhile, behind a different door.

The walls had fox ears.

Xiaobai had her head pressed against the wall, listening in on the living room conversation. She heard every word and was thoroughly amused by Xia He.

She flopped onto her bed, roaring with laughter.

"Haha! This human is hilarious! I’ve never seen anyone so shameless... A little piece of trash who’s barely in the Innate Realm wants to join the Heaven-Blasting Gang? Fine. This Fairy will play along."

Xiaobai climbed out of bed, and with a flick of her wrist, she cast an Illusion Technique to hide her form.

’It would be a real shame not to play a good prank on someone like him and leave a lasting impression.’

The next moment,

in the room,

a mist emanated from Xiaobai. A moment later, it coalesced into a graceful, charming figure. She had a heaving chest barely contained by a simple white tube top, two jade-like legs dangling freely, a voluptuous figure, and eyes that could steal a man’s very soul...

Then,

she pushed open the door and walked out.