The Kidney-Deficient Young Master Zhao Tianci

The Daoist's real name was Cheng Bo. He had earned that nickname because he was always at brothels.

Throughout four years of university, he had barely gone a day without visiting one, and he took great pride in it.

He believed it was a form of entertainment that let him quickly release himself without delaying serious business.

He had even left behind a classic saying: "It's not that I can't afford a girlfriend—it's just that brothels offer better value for money."

People called him the Innate Daoist Saint Physique.

And Cheng Bo really was as he claimed. Compared to Yang Genshuo and the other college parasites who felt like ants were crawling all over them if they went a day without chasing girls, he was extraordinarily focused on academics.

During the years Yang Genshuo failed the civil service exam, got a job, quit, and struggled through entrepreneurship, Cheng Bo had gone all the way from a master's degree to a doctorate. Specializing in the seed science he loved most, he had now become a postdoctoral researcher at Shimen Agricultural University, published multiple papers on modern seed science, and might become Shimen Agricultural University's youngest professor within the next year or two.

Yang Genshuo and Cheng Bo had an extremely close personal relationship.

Because—

"Daoist, got anything going on this afternoon? Come out for a bath!"

An astonished yet wise voice came from the other end of the call.

"Is that true, godfather!?"

"Of course. What kind do you like? I'll arrange it for you."

"Compared to the stifling research environment here, I need an upbeat, optimistic, understanding young lady who can proactively open her heart and get close to people, so she can guide me through my troubles."

"Mm, got it."

"Alright."

After hanging up, Yang Genshuo walked into the courtyard by himself, opened Keep, and began working out.

It was not because he was so disciplined. There was simply a fire in his lower abdomen, and if he did not vent it, his whole body felt miserable.

"This medicine packs a hell of a punch! If I got a pharmacy license, I could become rich selling this stuff."

Men would always pay for sex.

Still, he could only think about it. If he really tried it, the approval process for a new drug alone would kill him. What if they discovered it contained plant ingredients not from this world?

At that point, forget opening a pharmacy—he would probably be arrested as a spy from the Three-Body world.

But if he could find some kidney-deficient old man and figure out a way to sell him one of these—one pill and he would get rock hard, a full course and his kidney deficiency would be cured.

An old man who had spent half his life making money—who would not want to enjoy himself?

Ding-dong~

The doorbell rang.

A WeChat message also arrived.

Lin Yue: "Boss, food time."

When he opened the door, Lin Yue walked in carrying a lunchbox.

As always, she was dressed in a fresh, youthful style, without a trace of makeup. The vibrant energy unique to a young girl alone was enough to lift one's spirits.

But when Yang Genshuo saw that Lin Yue was wearing tight jeans today, he silently thought, Oh no.

She bent over to arrange the lunchboxes, and the two soft mounds behind her stretched the jeans to the brim. Their rounded curves formed a powerful visual contrast with her slim waist, which could be grasped in one hand.

Most fatal of all, as she moved, those rounded curves naturally trembled, becoming even more soul-stirring.

Lin Yue had always dressed conservatively and never revealed anything, yet these tight jeans were simply unbearable. Wearing them was even fiercer than not wearing anything at all. Yang Genshuo's eyes were like spirit artifacts that had awakened—they locked directly onto the frame.

The medicinal power he had just worked off surged up again, even fiercer this time, rushing straight into his nasal cavity.

After arranging the lunchboxes, Lin Yue looked at Yang Genshuo, who had tilted his head back and was using tissue to stop his nosebleed, with puzzlement on her face.

She took out her phone.

"Boss, why are you having a nosebleed?"

"I've been working out too much these past few days. It's fine."

"Oh. Then I'll cover your food first. Eat it after you stop bleeding."

She stood up with her back to Yang Genshuo and began tidying the lunchboxes again. Those rounded curves were right before his eyes—he could control them with just a light reach of his hand.

"Don't!"

Yang Genshuo hurriedly stopped Lin Yue from using her Wound Deepening combo skill, wolfed down his food, and quickly sent her away.

He worked out like mad for another half hour before his body finally returned to normal.

Yang Genshuo touched his tightly tensed stomach muscles and felt that they were no longer as springy as before.

"Am I really going to end up with eight-pack abs?"

He had never possessed much willpower when it came to fitness, but he could not withstand the medicine shoving him forward at full speed.

Lin Yue's visit had released quite a bit of the medicinal power stored in his two kidneys. He now felt that he had refined half of the medicine's power.

After taking a shower, he picked up a bottle of Essence-Sealing Rejuvenation Pills stored in a white-and-blue porcelain bottle and headed out.

"Let my good eldest son enjoy it first."

Back when Cheng Bo learned Yang Genshuo was opening his first murder-mystery shop, aside from his school cafeteria card, he had given Yang Genshuo every cent he had.

Yang Genshuo would never forget that.

Afterward, once Yang Genshuo had made some money, he would treat Cheng Bo to foot massages whenever he had time. He could not let his brother spend his whole damn life directing pipes, could he?

Before leaving, Yang Genshuo adjusted the game's time flow to match reality, lest something unexpected happen while he was out.

That afternoon, Yang Genshuo met up with the Daoist downtown.

"Godfather, where are we going?"

"White Swan."

"Hiss~ That place isn't cheap. Did you get rich, godfather?"

"It's fine. I don't have to pay."

"Holy shit! Godfather, you've got that much clout?"

"Heh-heh."

The White Swan was first-rate throughout Shimen City.

Going there meant top-tier enjoyment. Other than being expensive, it had no flaws whatsoever.

No—thinking it was expensive was my flaw.

No wonder Cheng Bo was excited. He truly loved this place.

"Honored guests, this way please~"

The moment they stepped inside, two young women wearing slit cheongsams came over, linked arms with them, and led them inward.

The instant they entered, that sense of nobility rose up.

Those two greeters alone were over five foot seven, with excellent figures and temperament. Genuine smiles hung on their faces, and they did not mind some sweet contact at all. Laughing and chatting along the way, they ushered the pair into the bathing area.

Behind them, a black Bentley Bentayga pulled up, and a young man in a red T-shirt and sunglasses stepped out.

"Young Master Zhao~ You're here! Come in, come in. Third floor again today?"

A wicked smile curled across Zhao Tianci's lips. Just as he was about to agree, he felt around in his pants pocket and failed to find the little pills he usually kept on hand. His expression shifted slightly.

"No. Second floor today."

Then he coolly walked into the bathing area.

Nearby, two men who looked somewhat older than him were bathing while laughing lewdly.

"Daoist, I guarantee that after you take mine, you'll be fierce as hell. I've tried it—it really makes you unable to stop."

"With my talent, I need to take that stuff? Hilarious!"

"Chinese herbal ingredients, no side effects. It cures kidney deficiency with no added sugar. It takes effect in three minutes, lasts seven days, and permanently improves kidney function."

"If you do not reject me, Bo is willing to acknowledge you as his godfather!"

Zhao Tianci nearly laughed out loud as he listened to their conversation.

"Chinese medicine? Takes effect in three minutes? Permanently improves kidney function? Are these two filming some web drama here?"

Zhao Tianci was rather knowledgeable about taking pills. Such a drug absolutely did not exist in the world; otherwise, with Young Master Zhao's status, someone would have delivered it straight to his mouth long ago.

After bathing, the two went their separate ways.

But Young Master Zhao, who had no desire today, wandered around the second floor for a while before suddenly turning around and heading toward Yang Genshuo and Cheng Bo's room.

He crouched by the door and watched Yang Genshuo take out a small porcelain bottle, remove a large pill, and give it to the other man. Then, two minutes later, the man's pants began to bulge.

Bang!

Cheng Bo came rushing out and hurried upstairs to the third floor.

Zhao Tianci furrowed his brows. Looking through the small window at the porcelain bottle on the table, he seemed to think of something.

"I heard... that in the early years, there was once a miraculous medicine called the All-in-One Rejuvenation Pill. It was enormously nourishing. Even someone on the verge of death could take one and forcibly hang onto life for another week. Could it be..."

Two hours later.

Cheng Bo came down from the third floor looking radiant and refreshed, his face practically emblazoned with the word confidence. The only thing missing was a loudspeaker to broadcast it throughout the club.

Zhao Tianci had not gotten a foot massage this entire time. He had merely been anxiously scratching at his ears and cheeks.

He tossed a hundred yuan to the young attendant beside him.

"Go to the third floor and bring over the technician who serviced him just now."

"Right away!"

The attendant ran like the wind. Before long, he half-dragged, half-pulled a technician down from the third floor.

"What are you doing~ Ow~ I really don't have any strength left. Get someone else. My calves are trembling now."

Zhao Tianci happened to know this technician and asked directly, "Xiao Miao, was that man strong just now?"

"Huh? Young Master Zhao! Th-then of course he was nowhere near as strong as you."

"Tell me the truth." He tossed over three red notes, and Xiao Miao immediately confessed.

"Strong enough to be terrifying. Today really was suffering for me—"

After coming downstairs, Zhao Tianci's heart pounded wildly. He had encountered a benefactor.

Yang Genshuo, meanwhile, had serious business with Cheng Bo. Once they were done, he urged him to leave quickly.

"Daoist, let's go settle the bill!"

"Oh, no, Brother Shuo, didn't you say you didn't have to pay when you came here?"

"Didn't I not spend any money?"

"???"

"Just tell me whether my medicine works well or not."

"Damn it! I fell for your trap!"

Just as the two were bickering, an attendant said with a smile, "The bill for you two has already been settled by Young Master Zhao."

"Young Master Zhao? Who's that?"

Beep-beep~

The Bentley parked outside honked.

The two walked over with baffled expressions.

The car door slowly opened.

Zhao Tianci smiled and said, "Where are you two big brothers headed? How about this little brother gives you a ride?"

"Do we know each other?"

Zhao Tianci's eyes turned, and he recalled what Cheng Bo had said in the bathhouse.

"We may not know each other now, but if you do not reject me, Tianci is willing to acknowledge you as his godfather!"

"?"

What was going on? He had gone out once and suddenly become someone's father?

"Godfather, please get in and explain in detail!"

They still had to give the Bentley some face, and besides, the man had just treated them to a session, which showed plenty of sincerity.

"Where are you two going?"

"Agricultural University."

"Huh? You two study at Agricultural University too?"

"What's so strange about that? You need to call him Teacher Cheng."

On the way, after Zhao Tianci hesitantly described how a friend currently could not get it up, Yang Genshuo understood.

"You want to buy my Essence-Sealing Rejuvenation Pills for your friend? This stuff is very expensive."

"Money is not a problem." Zhao Tianci patted the steering wheel, his face full of confidence.

He had not met a kidney-deficient old man, but he had met a kidney-deficient young master. Yang Genshuo felt that the world was a little too coincidental.

Since that was the case, anyone who turned down money was a bastard. He would fleece this kidney-deficient young master.

They arrived at Agricultural University.

"My medicine is stored at home. If you need it urgently today, wait for us a while. If not, I'll give you an address, and you can come find me tomorrow."

"My dorm is right over there. I'll wait for you! Call me when you come out."

Zhao Tianci drove the Bentley directly beneath the dormitory building. The security guards did not dare let out so much as a peep, while students on the road looked at the Bentley with envy.

Some bolder girls even approached Zhao Tianci, who was leaning against the Bentley, and proactively asked for his WeChat.

"Damn it! If you're not kidney-deficient, who is?"

Yang Genshuo cursed as he opened Dongchedi and added the Bentley Bentayga to his wishlist.

But that was for the future. Once he handled what came next, he dared say he would never lack a Bentley to drive in the future.

He had serious business with Cheng Bo today.

Click~

The lights on the ceiling of Cheng Bo's laboratory lit up one by one. Their stark white brilliance was cold and rational, just like the atmosphere of the laboratory.

"Brother Shuo, change into a lab coat."

Once Cheng Bo entered the laboratory, it was as if the Daoist who had gotten a foot massage that afternoon had been possessed by another soul. His back was straight, his presence powerful, and his rigor and seriousness inspired trust.

After they had both changed, Yang Genshuo took out ten stalks of golden Spirit Rice Paddy.

They were complete plants, with roots, stalks, leaves, panicles, and grains.

At first glance, they looked much like ordinary rice plants.

"Huh? A new rice variety? Which laboratory cultivated this? Do you have the genetic map?"

Cheng Bo took one look and realized this was not any existing variety of rice.

"You've got a sharp eye. But this wasn't cultivated in a laboratory—it's a naturally grown variety of rice. I want you to help me see how it differs from traditional rice, and whether we can cultivate it in a lab or greenhouse."

If Spirit Rice Paddy could be cultivated and planted on Earth, that would be interesting. He could bring many strange and wonderful ideas to life.

Although the energy level of the Cultivation World was far higher than Earth's, Yang Genshuo still believed modern science could accomplish things cultivators could not. Empowering the Yang Lineage with science would allow them to gain a steadier foothold in the brutal Cultivation World.

Researching Spirit Rice Paddy was the first step he took.

Cheng Bo peeled off a grain of rice and placed it beneath a high-powered microscope. After one glance, his expression changed dramatically.

"There's radiation! This rice contains radioactive elements!"

"Huh?"

"Brother Shuo, you need a full-body examination immediately!"

"Easy, easy. It can't be that serious, right? Aren't we wearing lab coats? These things block radiation too. Take another look."

"If it's radiation, then it would make sense for it to give rise to a new mutated variety." Cheng Bo's brows furrowed tightly.

Yang Genshuo was thoroughly baffled by Cheng Bo's mention of "radiation."

What happened to the Spirit Rice Paddy?

Ordinary people could eat it to prolong their lives and ward off all illness. How had it become connected to radiation?

Cheng Bo placed the rice grains into various instruments and began analyzing them. Several hours later, he held a stack of test reports in his hands.

His tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed.

"This kind of radiation... doesn't seem to pose any threat to the human body. It may even stimulate the body to produce some kind of special reaction. I've never seen this reaction mentioned in any paper."

"But judging from the results and tests, it seems beneficial. Like... like infrared radiation. Moderate exposure can speed up wound healing and ease muscle fatigue."

"Though it's unbelievable, perhaps we've discovered a new type of radioactive substance that benefits the human body."

After pondering the reports for a while, Cheng Bo suddenly grabbed Yang Genshuo, his expression excited.

"Brother Shuo, we're getting the Nobel Prize."

Yang Genshuo also breathed a sigh of relief.

That's what I thought. It was something immortals ate, after all. How could it possibly be harmful?

At that moment, Yang Genshuo gradually understood.

The "radiation" Cheng Bo mentioned should have been the spiritual energy stored within this Spirit Rice Paddy.

He held down the excited Cheng Bo.

"Taoist master, I know you're in a hurry, but don't be in a hurry just yet. Only the two of us can know about this. I'll tell you why later."

"Right now, I want to know whether this thing can be cultivated in your laboratory."

Cheng Bo did not seem to understand. He excitedly waved his arms.

"Brother Shuo, the Nobel Prize! We'll bring glory to the country!"

"Can it be cultivated?"

Seeing how calm Yang Genshuo was, Cheng Bo's burning enthusiasm slowly ebbed away. Their years of tacit understanding seemed to make him realize something.

"In theory, yes."

"Good. Only you and I can know about this, understand?"

"Understood."

"Very good. As expected of my good son!"

"Fuck you!"

The two closed the laboratory doors. Cheng Bo returned to his dormitory to rest, while Yang Genshuo called Zhao Tianci and arranged to go home together to get the medicine.

Walking along the asphalt paths of the campus and feeling the wonderful atmosphere of university life, Yang Genshuo felt as though he had returned to his own college days. His mood was incomparably bright.

Right ahead of him, a group of college students strolled leisurely along, chatting and laughing. There were both boys and girls, and they looked like they had just finished a club activity.

"Wan Ting, I heard you broke up with that greasy middle-aged old man? Is that true?"

"Oh, I already told you all, he wasn't my boyfriend. We just met while playing a murder-mystery game before. He added me on WeChat and kept bothering me. I felt bad rejecting him all the time, so we only had a few meals together."

One of the boys, Fei Yang, immediately became excited.

"Huh? Really? Then... actually, I... I've always liked you. I've liked you since the first day of school. Could you... give me a chance? I'll definitely treat you well!"

"Then you'll have to get in line. Yesterday, Zhao Tianci from the Zhao Group just added our Wan Ting on WeChat. He's coming on like a storm. Do you think you can really compete with him?"

Her best friend Xiaoxiao spoke from the side, making Fei Yang's expression turn awkward.

Chen Wanting smiled gracefully. "What identity my other half has... isn't important to me. What matters is whether he's willing to put thought into me and treat me well."

Fei Yang's hopes immediately flared up.

"Wan Ting, just watch how I perform. I guarantee no one can treat you better than I can!"

"Wooow~~~"

The classmates egged them on, while Chen Wanting merely smiled, handling it with ease.

Yang Genshuo, however, had a somewhat different opinion of what they were talking about.

There would be another update tonight.