Northern Darkness Divine Skill in Hand, I Have the World

After Lu Ming finished howling, he turned his head and stared at a subordinate who was approaching, opening his mouth to curse:

"Xu Dong, you idiot, I'll kill you sooner or later, you scoundrel. You pretend to be poor while hoarding a huge fortune."

"Among us, you're the richest, and you're the stingiest."

"Brother Ming, I... I don't have any money!"

Lu Ming's subordinate looked at him in confusion. He was stunned by Lu Ming's next words.

"Last time I went on a date with your sister, she said you had at least thirty million in savings. I'll trick all of it out of you sooner or later."

After scolding this subordinate, Lu Ming turned his attention to another one, causing the latter to shiver violently.

Lu Fan was tired of watching and impatiently urged them to leave. Liu Ruyan then slowly stepped on the gas and sped off.

Along the way, Liu Ruyan's mood was incredibly joyful. It was less like a race and more like a couple enjoying a scenic drive.

The Ferrari took nearly ten minutes to complete two laps, setting a new slowest record in the club's history.

However, in those ten minutes, Lu Ming, who had just started, was defeated. He woke up three minutes later.

In those three minutes, he had scolded all his subordinates and revealed a lot of their secrets, causing two of them to lose control and beat him up.

When Lu Fan and Liu Ruyan got out of the car, Lu Ming was still lying on the ground, howling.

Several resort staff members panicked and helped Lu Ming up. They all wore masks and looked disgusted, as he was truly a mess.

The physical discomfort was one thing, but the mental anguish was worse. Lu Ming suddenly remembered how he had thrown a tantrum in front of hundreds of people and been beaten up, making him want to die.

What made it worse was that all those scoundrels were holding up their phones to film him. Lu Ming could already see tomorrow's headline: "Young Master of the Capital City Suffers a Mental Breakdown in Front of Hundreds, Dominating the News."

It wasn't until Lu Fan walked up to him with Liu Ruyan in his arms that Lu Ming remembered an even more pressing issue: he had lost his fifty-million bet.

"Lu Ming, Young Master Lu, stop the nonsense and arrange the transfer!"

"I... I don't accept this. This doesn't count. It was an accident with my body! This round doesn't count!"

Lu Ming roared weakly, and a wave of boos erupted from the crowd.

They were all second-generation elites from the capital city who came out to have fun. They could afford to lose, but reneging on a debt was something everyone despised.

"So, Young Master Lu Ming, you're going to default? Don't forget you're the owner of this club. If the owner sets the example of defaulting, maybe you should just close down the club."

Lu Fan's words made Lu Ming, lying on the ground, freeze. He stammered for a long time but couldn't find any words to refute.

Finally, under pressure, he painfully gave the order to transfer the money to Lu Fan. As he said it, his heart bled. That was fifty million!

"Hahaha... Lu Ming, if you ever want to make a comeback, contact me. I've got a hundred million in this card!"

Lu Fan triumphantly tossed the Dragon Country bank card in his hand. In just a few days, he had gone from a fool to earning over a hundred million. All in all, it was thanks to the system.

At this moment, not only did Lu Ming feel like dying from heartache, but all the people who had chipped in earlier were glaring at Lu Fan with murderous intent as he arrogantly left.

"Yay! Lu Fan, you're amazing!"

Once in the car, Liu Ruyan, excitedly cheering, hugged Lu Fan and gave him a passionate kiss. Lu Fan, of course, didn't refuse. As they kissed, his hands became restless.

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"No, Lu Fan, let's go home. I'll definitely take good care of you tonight!"

Liu Ruyan pressed Lu Fan's hand with her alluring eyes and stepped on the gas, the Ferrari speeding away.

After the storm passed, Liu Ruyan lay limply in Lu Fan's arms.

Her messy hair, damp with sweat, clung to her exquisite and beautiful face. Only now did Liu Ruyan's soul return to her body. Thinking of the embarrassing scene just now, even she, who was usually bold, felt weak with shyness.

Lu Fan smacked his lips, savoring the moment for a bit, then sat up and picked up the bag from the bedside table. Inside the bag were three Martial Arts Manuals.

Lu Fan had watched a lot of TV and naturally understood that internal energy was the foundation of all martial arts. He directly took out the Northern Darkness Divine Skill manual and began to read it.

Beside him, Liu Ruyan stared at Lu Fan's actions with a dazed expression. The woman even suspected that Lu Fan had become foolish again.

What normal person would ignore such a beautiful and sexy campus belle and instead flip through a fake martial arts manual?

"Lu Fan, how about... we go to sleep early? You were tired earlier too!"

Liu Ruyan whispered softly in Lu Fan's ear, but Lu Fan, who had already experienced passion, was clearly more interested in the manual in his hands.

"You sleep first. I'm counting on cultivating peerless martial arts and becoming a grandmaster-level martial artist."

"Besides, I heard that practicing martial arts not only makes you better at fighting but also increases a man's stamina in bed. When the time comes, I'll call you and Liu Mengran together, and the three of us can research and unlock some new positions."

"Pfft! How shameless!"

Liu Ruyan spat in embarrassment and anger. She had been thoroughly tossed around by Lu Fan earlier and was now extremely sleepy.

Closing her eyes in a daze, Liu Ruyan quickly fell asleep.

At this time, Lu Fan was like someone possessed, reading the Northern Darkness Divine Skill manual, inscribed with the words "People's Publishing House," over and over again.

The manual was filled with obscure and difficult-to-understand words, and the illustrations depicted meditation and meridian circulation routes.

However, this difficult knowledge seemed to be illuminated in Lu Fan's mind, allowing him to instantly grasp its meaning. This was also why he had been uninterested in Liu Ruyan earlier.

A campus belle could be slept with anytime, but the divine skill had to be mastered immediately. With the divine skill in hand, he would have the power to deal with future dangers.

Since it was the weekend, Liu Ruyan hadn't set an alarm and slept until the sun was high in the sky before opening her beautiful eyes.

Subconsciously, she reached out to touch the bedside, but not finding Lu Fan there, Liu Ruyan sighed in disappointment.

"Sigh, in his heart, I'm just a manipulative woman who's always available at his beck and call. His tenderness is probably only for Liu Mengran!"

Liu Ruyan sat up and was instantly stunned into a meme by the sight before her.

Lu Fan, wearing only a pair of briefs, was sitting cross-legged on the floor with a solemn expression. His face was turned towards the sunlight streaming in through the window, and from Liu Ruyan's position, she could only vaguely see his profile.

What was most astonishing was the swirling mass of white mist above Lu Fan's head. The mist hovered there like a rootless hat, appearing incredibly mystical.

A faint, foul odor wafted over, and Liu Ruyan was shocked to discover that the source of the stench was Lu Fan himself.

Upon closer inspection, she saw tiny black particles emerging from Lu Fan's body, and these black particles were the source of the foul smell.

"This is..."

Liu Ruyan's eyes widened in shock. In this information-rich age, there was nothing one couldn't find online, and she had a vague idea of what Lu Fan was experiencing. The next second, her gaze snapped to the Northern Darkness Divine Skill manual lying on the floor.