The Shame of Living Off a Woman

After learning what had happened, Lu Siye asked about Lele's situation, only to be told that Lele had already been taken to the Town Demon Suppression Division.

Because of Lele's unusual constitution, with two souls in one body, the Town Demon Suppression Division had given the young couple two options.

The first was to have the Town Demon Suppression Division seal away Lele's other soul, allowing Lele to grow up like an ordinary child.

The second was to let Lele join the Town Demon Suppression Division, where they would train her from a young age. Once she reached adulthood, there would be a very good chance she could attain the rank of Night Wanderer Envoy.

After experiencing the helplessness of having their lives in someone else's hands, the couple thought it over carefully and decided to let their child join the Town Demon Suppression Division.

After leaving the hospital, Lu Siye declined Wang Wenjing's offer to drive him back to Tongjiang Residential Complex. He rented a pedal-powered bike on his own and rode off into the distance.

A certified bachelor by sheer merit.

Around noon, the beleaguered office workers began getting off work. Traffic on the streets gradually grew heavier, with countless delivery drivers in yellow uniforms weaving through it.

At a two-lane intersection, a delivery driver sat astride his electric scooter, staring anxiously at his phone with sweat covering his forehead.

He hadn't been delivering for long and wasn't familiar with the roads nearby. On top of that, he'd run into a traffic jam, and his delivery was almost overdue.

Suddenly, the window of a luxury car beside him rolled down. A handsome man wearing the same delivery uniform leaned out and looked at the anxious driver.

"Hey, brother, you haven't been doing this for long, have you?" the handsome man asked.

"How can you tell?" The delivery driver looked astonished.

"Old hands take the side streets. Only newbies wait patiently at a red light like this. I used to do this job myself," the man said with the air of an expert.

"Oh!" The delivery driver merely nodded, still anxiously watching the red light, which had dozens of seconds left.

"Take it from me, brother: there's no future in food delivery," the man advised earnestly.

"You're doing it too!" the delivery driver shot back irritably.

"That's why I chose to skip decades of detours." The man leaned back, revealing a middle-aged woman in the driver's seat, sporting a chunky gold chain and a little wristwatch. He looked thoroughly smug.

"Damn!" The delivery driver nearly threw his phone at him.

Beep!

The red light began flashing as the countdown started.

"Get ready to go, brother. No two-wheeler can outrun a luxury car. You're still young and have plenty going for you, so hurry up and find someone too!" The man waved smugly at the delivery driver.

"Damn freeloader! I'm a tough, upright man. I'd never live off a woman!" The delivery driver's face twisted with envy.

Beep!

The light turned green, and the luxury car shot forward, leaving the delivery driver's electric scooter far behind.

Watching the delivery driver disappear in his rearview mirror, the man smiled smugly and muttered, "Two wheels just can't keep up with a luxury car... Ah!"

Before he could finish sighing, his eyes widened as he spotted a shared bicycle keeping pace beside him. His mouth fell open so wide he could have fit a duck egg inside.

He glanced at the speedometer: 82 km/h.

"Brother, living off a woman isn't exactly something to be proud of. If you don't put in some effort yourself, how will you know whether you can keep up?" Lu Siye shouted at him.

He'd heard the conversation at the intersection earlier, and, to be honest, he was a little envious too.

In his previous life, there had been a time when he'd wanted to find a rich woman to rely on, but unfortunately, he hadn't managed to.

Still, that was out of the question in this life. Women only got in the way of how fast he could draw his blade.

Lu Siye reached out and patted the man on the shoulder. Then his legs, already a blur from pedaling, sped up again, and he rode off.

"Holy... crap!" The man was plunged into deep self-doubt.

A few minutes later, Lu Siye stopped outside an elementary school and parked the shared bicycle in a designated spot. He looked at the wheel, which was still giving off white smoke, then glanced around guiltily.

Good, no one had noticed him!

Time to make a quick getaway!

Lu Siye secretly resolved that next time, he really ought to ride a little slower.

The Scripture Pavilion was a bookstore near the elementary school. It mainly sold illustrated martial arts manuals, along with ballpoint pens, exercise books, snacks, and other odds and ends.

The manuals looked impressive and made great props for elementary schoolers to show off with, so they were fairly popular among the kids and sold reasonably well.

Lu Siye had noticed the shop while on his way to the hospital with Wang Wenjing earlier. Curious, he'd looked it up and learned all this.

But since the elementary school students were on vacation, the bookstore was quiet, with only the owner inside.

Lu Siye pushed open the bookstore door and stepped inside. A rush of cool air from the air conditioner washed over him, instantly refreshing him.

"Welcome!" The moment the door opened, a prerecorded electronic voice rang out.

The owner, who was eating noodles, glanced at the customer and pointed at the little blackboard on the table.

Lu Siye followed the owner's gesture and looked over.

"Plain manual, no illustrations: 20 each. Illustrated manual: 30 each. No haggling!"

After checking the prices, Lu Siye looked around the shop.

The store wasn't large. It had only four shelves in total, three along the walls. Two were bookcases packed with martial arts manuals, while the one in the middle of the store held snacks.

Lu Siye walked straight to the shelves full of manuals, pulled one out, and took a close look.

"Sunflower Manual"!

A line immediately surfaced in Lu Siye's mind: To master this technique, one must first castrate oneself.

Several dark lines appeared above his head. Lu Siye shoved the manual back and picked up the one beside it.

"Evil-Exorcising Swordplay Manual"!

Another martial art that required castration.

Lu Siye turned to look at the owner, who was still slurping his noodles. Seriously, was it really a good idea to put martial arts manuals like these right at the front?

Wasn't he worried that some naive schoolkid might try to learn from them?

After putting the self-castration manuals back, Lu Siye resumed his search.

He needed defensive martial arts techniques like Golden Bell Shield or Iron Shirt. He had no desire to become a eunuch.

Earlier, Black Abyss had shattered Lu Siye's qi-and-blood defense with a single palm strike, leaving extremely cold Yin energy in his chest. If Meng Jianmin hadn't arrived in time, Lu Siye might have suffocated before he could clear the Yin energy.

Later, while hunting down Black Abyss, Lu Siye's qi-and-blood defense was shattered again by the corpse aura of the Luowang zombie that had come to the rescue. If Shangguan Qingxue hadn't arrived in time, he probably would've been done for.

Once was bad enough, and twice had taught Lu Siye that he needed to shore up his defensive weakness.

He already had Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill for body tempering and blood cultivation, Northern Darkness Divine Art for internal energy, Five Tiger Soul Severing Blade Technique for offense, and Lingbo Microstep for chasing enemies or escaping. All he lacked was a defensive technique.

After searching for a while, Lu Siye finally found the defensive martial art he'd been dreaming of on the top shelf: "Indestructible Divine Skill."

"Boss, ring me up!" Lu Siye slapped the manual down in front of the owner, who was wiping his mouth, kicking up a cloud of dust.