Chapter Seven: A New Home, The Three Realms of Vitality!
Li Li was still skeptical, but upon receiving the bank card from Lin Yin and processing the full three-million deposit, her face instantly lit up with joy. She couldn't help but lean in close to him, her white shirt, stretched tight over her suit jacket, brushing against his arm—whether intentionally or not.
A rich second-generation heir, indeed.
Lin Yin, his expression unchanged, brushed her off.
Mere mortals, nothing but skin and bone. Women would only hinder the speed of his blade.
"Expedite it. I want everything finalized within two days."
Lin Yin gazed out at the private swimming pool, gently drawing his Mo sword halfway. The refined steel blade reflected the residual blood-red sunset, the light seemingly flowing across its surface like a phantom stream of blood.
"I hope no third person ever learns of my existence."
The chill emanating from the Mo sword was as sharp as a needle.
Li Li was startled, instantly abandoning any inappropriate thoughts she might have harbored. She agreed hurriedly; after all, she had already gained enough benefits, and the commission from this villa alone was enough to keep her comfortable for over a decade. It would be foolish to lose such a young, wealthy client.
"Understood! I will process the paperwork overnight! Please wait for my news!"
Li Li hurried away.
As the sun dipped below the horizon, Lin Yin removed his jacket on the four-hundred-square-meter balcony. With his torso wrapped in gauze, he sat cross-legged, facing the twilight. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and began to circulate the *Flesh-King* technique to repair his body.
The blood energy within him acted like a spiritual essence, surging along his veins to strike at various acupoints. A massive amount of hormones followed, blending with the blood energy to create a unique effect, causing the raw, mangled flesh of his torso to writhe and begin a slow process of healing.
Night fell.
The pain of his torn flesh had dulled significantly. Lin Yin removed the gauze to find that while his chest and abdomen were still deeply concave, a scab had formed over the surface. He moved his body silently and then continued to temper his blood energy.
A wound of this magnitude was nothing compared to the bloodbaths of his previous life.
Morning came.
Lin Yin opened his eyes, a sharp gleam flashing within them. He rose with an explosive force, clenching his fist so tightly that a wave of blood energy erupted from him like dust being shaken off.
Second Stage of Blood Energy!
And not merely crossing the threshold, either. At least 250 points of blood energy!
He checked the time: 6:00 AM. Recalling that the final mock exam for his class was scheduled for 2:00 PM, Lin Yin closed his eyes and resumed his cultivation. 300 points of blood energy was the requirement to reach the Third Stage. He would seize every spare second he could.
By now, following the progress of the first layer of *Flesh-King*, he had barely stepped over the threshold, having successfully opened his first acupoint: the Huiyin point.
Although the location of this acupoint was rather awkward, the solar energy naturally circulated there daily, and when combined with the impact of his blood energy, it was indeed the easiest point to unlock.
The terrifying power of this Heaven-grade cultivation method did not merely lie in its ability to lead one to the King-conferring Realm. More importantly, every time an acupoint was opened, Lin Yin’s cultivation speed increased by roughly fifty percent.
Therefore, what did it matter if he had missed the golden age of development? What did it matter if he lacked potential? *Flesh-King* would grant Lin Yin even more monstrous martial potential—this was one of the reasons he had been able to surpass the world’s prodigies in his past life.
Now that the Huiyin point was open, his rate of blood energy growth had increased by fifty percent.
Meanwhile, Li Li arrived with dark circles under her eyes, carrying a thick stack of documents. She glanced at Lin Yin, who was bathing in the morning light. The boy’s half-naked back, where the muscles rippled like wings with every breath, emanated waves of blood energy. For some reason, despite his youth, he exuded an aura that made her hormones run wild. The more she looked, the faster her heart raced, and her lips felt dry.
In short, it was pure, aesthetic beauty. What a mouth-watering boy.
Li Li swallowed quietly, set the documents down, left a note and a business card, and departed.
"All procedures and documents are complete. If you have any questions or needs, please feel free to contact me at any time."
"Manager Li Li, Linjiang Sales Department, Dawu Yuxiao Group."
By the Mo sword sheath on the floor, Lin Yin, who was meditating with his eyes closed, moved his hand silently away from the hilt.
At noon, Lin Yin opened his eyes again. The blood energy radiating from his skin was even thicker, but his stomach had begun to growl with hunger.
"I should have reached the Third Stage of Blood Energy."
"I'll grab something to eat and then head to the martial arts academy."
Lin Yin went to the villa’s reception room, flipped through the documents on the table to ensure everything was in order, and then stepped out. The area, backed by the Tianchuan River, was quiet and peaceful, filled with villas that housed many wealthy individuals and martial arts families who preferred privacy.
Just as he stepped out, a silver-gray alloy sports car roared past. Judging by the tail wing, it was a McLaren—elegant, handsome, yet ostentatious. Lin Yin glanced at it and immediately forgot about it.
Little did he know, he would see that same silver-gray McLaren at the entrance of the Third Martial Arts Academy.
"The final mock exam will consist of two stages."
"The first stage measures blood energy; 70 is the passing grade!"
"The second stage tests combat ability to determine the seed candidates!"
Inside the testing arena, over a dozen high-grade blood energy scanners designed for the college entrance exam were set up. One only needed to place an arm inside for a laser scan to obtain the most accurate data.
"Zhang Yang, you really took a Blood Energy Pill! Your blood energy is actually 81!"
The student named Zhang Yang looked proud, basking in the envious gazes of his peers. But as a tall young man with short white hair entered the arena, Zhang Yang fell silent and retreated to a corner.
"Wang Yang, you’re finally here!"
"The face of our Third Martial Arts Academy has arrived! Make way, everyone!"
Wang Yang looked calm. He strode forward and placed his arm into the scanner. Within two seconds, a bright red three-digit number appeared on the screen!
177!
"He's about to reach the Second Stage of Blood Energy!"
"Wang Yang really is the pride of our academy!"
"Not only is he handsome and wealthy, but he's also so strong. I pray to the heavens to let me be a rich, handsome, and strong person just once."
A wave of gasps and applause erupted. Even the head instructor walked over with a smile, patting Wang Yang on the shoulder in approval. Wang Yang remained indifferent, as if this were commonplace.
"Is there anyone else?"
As time passed, the first stage neared its end. Although there were occasional students with high blood energy, Wang Yang remained the highest.
"The last student, Lin Yin! Is Lin Yin here?"
"Lin Yin? That transfer student who never comes to class?"
"I think this Lin Yin is really pretentious. He never shows up for class and never speaks in the group chat, don't you think?" a pockmarked student muttered with disdain.
"Lin Yin, are you here? Is he... oh! Lin Yin, you were here all along."
Did they call me?
In the corner, Lin Yin ceased his martial meditation, opened his eyes, and walked straight out. Ignoring everyone’s gazes, he silently placed his arm into the scanner.
*HUM!!!*
*HUM!!!*
*HUM!!!*
The massive sound of the scanner running drowned out all other noise, deafeningly loud.
The scanner's screen glowed red with heat!
Then, a bright red number, stinging the eyes of countless students, appeared on the screen with a loud buzz:
Blood Energy:
324!