Does Your Mom Know You're This Shameless?

Bright Moon Residential District.

"Sis Li, have you heard? A new family just moved into our district—a really handsome young guy, and I heard he's loaded, bought a villa without even haggling..." A woman carrying groceries whispered to her companion, though her volume was such that only she thought it was a "whisper."

"Yeah, yeah, Sis Zhao, I heard that too. Word is this young man has some serious backing, maybe an heir from some big family out gaining experience..." Her companion's voice wasn't exactly quiet either. "If some girl could snag him... that'd be..."

"Right on," Sis Zhao slapped her thigh. "We could set something up..."

"Don't you dare mess around," a stern voice suddenly cut in from the side. It was a property manager from Bright Moon Residential District. After a pause, he lowered his voice, "I heard from the supervisor that this young man is at least a War God level. His standards are sky-high. Do you really think any girl around here would catch his eye?"

After moving into Bright Moon Residential District, Yin Congyang asked the property management to find him a housekeeper who came daily to buy groceries, cook, and clean.

The half-year of training in the wilderness had included over a dozen life-or-death crises, all of which he'd managed to survive through various means. The risks were high, but for Yin Congyang, the gains were even greater.

These past few days, he'd kept a low profile, fully focused on digesting the harvest from those six months in the wilderness. After all, danger lurked everywhere out there, keeping his nerves taut every second, leaving little time to calmly reflect. He needed to summarize all his abilities and plan his next steps in training.

Over the past half-year, his application of Spiritual Force in telekinesis and illusions had improved tremendously. The backlash he'd suffered when first soul-slaying the Iron-Horned Bull no longer occurred. The fluctuations in his dantian not only aided his physical evolution but also greatly enhanced the strength and resilience of his soul.

His current physical fitness would soon reach High-Level War God, and the intensity of his Spiritual Force matched that level as well. The fluctuations in his dantian continued day and night to strengthen Yin Congyang's body and soul. Yet he had a vague intuition that both body and soul needed to reach a certain limit before he could break through to Planetary Level—and that limit was still far off.

The threshold for High-Level War God was a base force of 256,000 kilograms. Typically, reaching around 500,000 kilograms in base force qualified one as a Peak War God. Then, by honing one's "spirit" and "will," there was a chance to break through to Planetary Level.

Currently, Yin Congyang sensed his base force was around 250,000 kilograms, but his force amplification multiplier was steadily increasing. This was partly due to the Thirty-Six Heaven-Opening Axes and partly related to the fluctuations in his dantian. Those miraculous fluctuations often served as a guide, helping him break through bottlenecks in force output whenever he hit a wall.

Moreover, the stronger his physique, the faster and better the dantian's fluctuations worked, accelerating his power growth. It was a positive cycle. Every day, Yin Congyang could clearly feel himself becoming stronger than the day before.

After a calm yet busy few months, time arrived at the end of December 2060.

That day, Yin Congyang went to the Limit Dojo in the main city to test his current strength. His base force had reached 600,000 kilograms, and his Spiritual Force had surpassed the Peak War God level. But unfortunately, he felt no sign of an imminent breakthrough. It seemed his earlier intuition was correct—both body and soul needed to reach a certain limit before he could advance.

Returning to Bright Moon Residential District, Yin Congyang recalled the plot from the novel. The timeline in the book placed the event on the night of March 9, 2061, when Sago Nehru and Vino came to seize the Moya Crystals from Luo Feng's home.

That was still over three months away. Yin Congyang was still making rapid progress every day. By then, he was confident he could face the newly broken-through Sago Nehru alone. As for the other Planetary Level, Vino, a single Spiritual Strike would be enough to deal with him. He'd tested it before—back when he was a Junior War God, a Spiritual Strike could inflict massive damage on High-Level Lord monsters without any backlash. As long as he hid in Luo Feng's home in advance, he could stop those two shameless Planetary Levels in time.

Time flew by. Yin Congyang celebrated his first New Year's Day and Spring Festival in this world. In the blink of an eye, a full year had passed since he arrived. He had grown from a Junior Warrior to surpassing Peak War God.

After months of training, reflection, and integration, Yin Congyang's combat system had basically taken shape. For close combat, he had the Thirty-Six Heaven-Opening Axes, with a force amplification of nearly ten times. For ranged combat, he relied on his Controller techniques as a Spiritual Master. At his current Peak War God level of Spiritual Force, each flying dagger could deliver 800,000 kilograms of force. However, he could perfectly control at most eight daggers at once; beyond that, the power dropped exponentially. So later, he ordered ten more SS-Grade Flying Daggers online and also customized a new SS-Grade Heaven-Opening Axe to suit his habits.

As for his Illusionist abilities, after half a year of constant use and experimentation in the wilderness, he had gained many insights and developed numerous techniques. Whether in close combat or when using his Controller methods, illusions could tip the scales and decide the outcome. At a critical moment, even a slight distraction could mean the difference between life and death.

As for using soul power to deliver a Spiritual Strike to annihilate an opponent, with his soul's quality and resilience growing stronger, he could easily kill those of the same rank—provided they weren't wearing Force Battle Suits with soul defense capabilities. If he ever faced an opponent equipped with gear that could weaken soul attacks, he probably couldn't kill them outright, but he could still affect them.

In the blink of an eye, it was March 9.

For the past few days, Yin Congyang had been quietly watching Luo Feng's home. Everything had been calm, suggesting the original timeline hadn't changed. That meant tonight, around dinner time.

Starting in the afternoon, Yin Congyang kept watch nearby. Soon, evening arrived. Luo Hua and his parents began dinner, laughter and chatter filling the room.

As darkness fell, Yin Congyang's expression shifted. He suddenly turned his gaze skyward. Over two hundred meters away, a flying saucer-shaped aircraft was silently coming to a halt.

The hatch opened. A blond, burly white man and a young South Asian man flew out of the aircraft, heading silently toward Luo Feng's home.

Yin Congyang wrapped himself in Spiritual Force, used his telekinesis to open a side window, and slipped in soundlessly, hiding at the corner of the living room.

No sooner had he taken his position than he sensed an unfamiliar Spiritual Force sweep through the entire villa. In an instant, the security guards outside, the kitchen maid, and Luo Feng's parents all lost consciousness.

"Who's there?" Luo Hua's voice rang out, trying to stay calm.

"Mr. Luo, hello."

Sago and Vino, dressed in black suits, walked in with smiles. "Relax, they're just hypnotized for now. I didn't kill them."

The tone implied that for now it was just hypnosis, but if he didn't cooperate, the hypnosis could become permanent...

After a few exchanges of sharp words, Sago Nehru's telekinesis retrieved the safe containing the Moya Crystals and the Spirit of Vegetation from the basement, floating it out with his mind.

Just as Sago reached out to take the safe...

"Swish~~"

A sudden sharp whistle split the air. Eight streaks of black light shot out, splitting into two directions, aimed at Sago and Vino.

By now, Yin Congyang's Spiritual Force had far surpassed Peak War God. Though he hadn't broken through to Planetary Level, the gap wasn't large.

To neutralize Vino's combat power as quickly as possible, Yin Congyang assigned six flying daggers to target Vino's head, chest, and abdomen. At the same time, his illusion technique enveloped Vino first, leaving him defenseless as he took the full force of six daggers.

After all, taking an attack with preparation versus without was worlds apart. With awareness, one could mobilize muscles and force to resist, absorbing much more impact.

A split second before launching the attack, Yin Congyang's Spiritual Force condensed into a guillotine blade, slashing downward to sever Sago's Spiritual Force enveloping the living room. Then, it formed several force shields around Luo Hua, his parents, and the two children, ensuring they wouldn't be harmed by Sago's subsequent Spiritual Force or the shockwaves of battle.

Vino barely managed to spread his Black God Set across his entire body before the six daggers slammed into him, sending him flying out through a window, blood spraying from his mouth.

"Who are you?" Sago Nehru, after all, was a Planetary Level Spiritual Master. Though newly broken through, two flying daggers couldn't threaten him. Despite being startled by the immense force behind them, he scowled at Yin Congyang and asked.

"Just a nobody. Who I am doesn't matter. What matters is—does your mother know how shameless you are?"

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