Three-Headed Golden Crow Lin Li

Three-Headed Golden Crow Lin Li could not forget the blissful sensation from earlier. All at once, even his longing for Xiao Jing had faded.

Xiao Jing's massage technique was only so-so.

"Sure enough, people won't die from holding in their piss. There's always a way when you reach the mountain!"

Lin Li contentedly took the spirit stone out of his mouth and wiped it clean with a tissue.

Then he held it in his hand and began practicing the Spiritual Energy Chapter of the Body Tempering Eight Section Exercise again.

A soothing rush of pleasure flowed back into his body. The spirit stone in his hand faintly glowed, while the crystalline substance within it swirled rapidly. Since nobody was home anyway, he let out a cry of delight.

He switched hands and tested it again.

A moment later.

Holding it in his mouth was not a necessary condition. It seemed that as long as it came into contact with his skin, it could absorb spiritual energy.

Its color was no different from before, but if Lin Li carefully observed it with his Kazzilan big eyes, he would find that its interior was no longer perfectly clear. Amid the crystalline substance was a tiny bubble. Calling it a bubble was not quite right—it was more like two incompatible gases.

It was foreseeable that this bubble was the spiritual energy that had been consumed. Once all the crystalline substance inside had completely turned into pure white "air," this spirit stone would be fully depleted.

Though it was tiny, Lin Li could not help frowning.

Even the tiniest bit was not cute.

He had only accumulated enough pleasure for a little over ten seconds, and there was already a bubble? This was definitely not good news. It meant the spiritual energy inside would probably be completely absorbed by him in less than a few dozen minutes.

But after thinking it over, Lin Li suddenly felt at ease.

What he had in hand was ultimately just a spirit stone, and the most shabby low-grade kind at that. Among the treasures of the Cultivation World, it counted as the most basic of the basic, something that could be used as currency.

In the novels he had read before, people in the Cultivation World casually talked about thousands or tens of thousands of spirit stones. His five really did seem rather shabby.

But for Lin Li, it was still a milestone-level breakthrough.

He had finally come into contact with the realm of cultivation! Of all the rewards he had received so far, this was the one that gave Lin Li the clearest and deepest impression.

Lin Li did not intend to continue practicing the Body Tempering Eight Section Exercise. One serious hour a day was enough. If he practiced inefficiently, he would absorb spiritual energy inefficiently as well, and that would not be worth it.

Besides, it was already very late. He would deal with it tomorrow.

The next morning, close to five o'clock.

"People really can fucking die from holding in their piss."

Lin Li took back what he had said last night.

Also, he declared that the reward that had given Lin Li the clearest and deepest impression was not those five spirit stones after all!

To hell with spirit stones for now.

It was the fifty-percent increase in Yang Energy concentration! Indeed, when Lin Li had completed the mission, his body had felt no different from usual. But this time, his judgment had been horribly wrong.

It was not that retribution would not come. Its time had simply not arrived.

When Lin Li got up that morning, retribution arrived.

At that moment, Lin Li stood in the bathroom, bent sharply at the waist, utterly frantic.

Any shooting game players around? Waiting online. Urgent.

Fuck.

"Who the fuck told you to feed Yang Energy back into my body like this? Couldn't it have been masculine vigor instead? Couldn't you turn me into Mr. Muscle?" Lin Li was a little beside himself. He really needed to use the bathroom.

Looking at the Mr. Muscle bottle behind the toilet, Lin Li got even angrier.

Seventeen was the age when he could wrestle with a steel plate, yet now he had gained a slight edge.

Normally, after washing up, everything would return to normal. But today, even after washing up, Lin Li still carried abundant Yang Energy, head held high and chest puffed out, refusing to yield.

Lin Li felt that if his thirty-seven-year-old self had received such a boost, he would have been overjoyed, as if reborn. But now... bro, I have too much Yang Energy. I really don't need it right now! Could you give it to me later? Or send some demoness to drain it?

Xiao Jing! I'm sorry!

He should not have teased her last night.

Hey, would doing a handstand solve the problem right now?

A handstand could not solve the problem, at least not for now. Of course, Lin Li was not about to test it. He knew his physical condition could not support it at all.

If he peed in the wrong direction, that would be the end of it.

Still, after several days of early-morning exercise, even without spiritual energy, Lin Li felt that his body had improved quite a bit. At the very least, he was no longer a muddleheaded corpse.

Once he got stronger in the future, he could try it then.

As for how Lin Li finally solved it...

Thanks, ZZ Zhengque.

Who said black was bad? Black was fantastic—better than yellow or white.

If Lin Li had not forced himself to stare at the heroine of the live-action version of "The Little Mermaid" for ten seconds—or rather, the heroine of "Black Anthropomorphic Catfish"—then, with the assistance of those beautiful eyes where taking a taxi from the left eye to the right cost ten bucks, even steel would have been smelted away. He felt better immediately.

If it had been a normally cast heroine, staring at her would probably have had the opposite effect.

Thanks again to ZZ Zhengque for leaving so much shit in the world. Whenever he wanted to eat it, he could easily find some.

Lin Li had already reached the entryway when he suddenly found himself in a dilemma.

How was he supposed to hold a spirit stone while practicing? The spirit stone was not as big as an egg, but it was not small either. Holding it in his mouth would be noticeable, not to mention uncomfortable. But if he held it in his hand, his fingers would no longer move freely, making some exercise movements impossible, and it would be too conspicuous.

As for staying home to exercise, Lin Li thought it over and decided not to do that.

He had always practiced in the neighborhood park before. Lin Li worried that if he switched to practicing at home, the system might suddenly stop recognizing it. After all, the description before the mission had triggered had mentioned the "rising Rising Sun." Though it was not part of the mission requirements, Lin Li did not want to take that risk.

The first requirement of the current mission was a full week in a row. If he broke the streak even once, all the previous days would be wasted.

Should he just practice the first chapter as usual? But Lin Li could not forget the joy of last night, and true cultivation was right before his eyes. Who could resist that?

So Lin Li began thinking of a solution.

As everyone knew, Lin Li was a genius.

Then, a rare hint of embarrassment appeared on Lin Li's old face.

Now that he thought about it, there really was a spot perfectly suited for storing a spirit stone. It would not need tape or any other assistance, it came with snug wrapping fabric, and honestly, changing from two to three would not be noticeable to anyone else.

Just do it!

Lin Li changed into a pair of loose basketball shorts.

He lowered his head to look, then nodded in satisfaction.

The plan worked.

Just as no one knew whether a colossal beast lurked beneath a calm sea, naturally no one would know whether this potentially oviparous beast had already conceived a third child in its belly.

The basketball shorts were loose, but Lin Li had changed into a brand-new pair of underwear.

After all, because Lin Li slept on his side, with one leg habitually straightened and the other bent—his movements were quite large—his underwear would become loose after seven or eight wears.

After another seven or eight wears, it would become impossible to describe. Once something hung in midair, it would be extremely, extremely, extremely uncomfortable—especially when there were people nearby and it was not suitable to adjust it.

So he had specifically changed them. After all, if that happened, the spirit stone would fall right out.

Lin Li absolutely would not allow that to happen.

The image was too beautiful to imagine. He was genuinely afraid people would misunderstand.

If someone happened to be holding a remote control nearby, then his life, which should have been bright and glorious, would be ruined.

Today, I met a girl outside the subway station. A remote control fell out of her pocket.

When I picked it up, I saw panic flash across her face.

I was so delighted that I pressed the button with an evil grin.

The subway station exploded.

I immediately pulled out my laptop and started typing. As I wrote this, it seemed the Demon Suppression Division was coming.

How should I put it?

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