Yaoyao's Honey Trap

Although Sun Pangzi has some wealth, it is still far less than the real official power. Most importantly, the only person Sun Pangzi can rely on and curry favor with now is this Mr. Qin.

Therefore, Sun Pangzi couldn't let such an opportunity pass by, and instead made a huge bet to curry favor with Mr. Qin.

Perhaps he was worried that Mr. Qin would refuse his gift.

Sun Pangzi gathered everyone in the club together, even the security guards, and announced in front of everyone that Qin Xuan had become the big boss.

He didn't say it was a gift, but said directly that Qin Xuan had bought the place, and from now on Qin Xuan was the big boss.

The sudden announcement of the result left everyone in the clubhouse staring in astonishment.

Considering his own job security and the fat man's cautious and obsequious attitude towards Qin Xuan.

All the staff members in the club, including all sorts of beautiful women, bowed respectfully and shouted loudly.

"Hello, boss!"

"Yes, everything as usual."

Naruto nodded, not refusing Sun Pangzi's gift.

After all, Sun Pangzi had taken sides and become his underling, so Naruto naturally accepted the offerings from his underling.

Of course, the Soul Stone is the key point, and Naruto wouldn't forget which one is the key point, so he turned his head to look at it.

"Sun Pangzi, meet me here in a week. I'm determined to get everything from the Auction House, understand?"

"Yes, Mr. Qin. I will do my best to prepare this week and will definitely not let you down," Sun Pangzi said, bowing and scraping.

Those in the surrounding club, witnessing this scene, became even more apprehensive, sensing that Naruto might be an extraordinary figure.

Because no one has ever called their boss "Sun Pangzi" before. In the past, when someone caused trouble by calling their boss "Sun Pangzi," that person ended up in a terrible situation.

But now.

This Mr. Qin called Sun Pangzi as soon as he opened his mouth, and their boss was all bowing and scraping, which was absolutely blinding to everyone.

Some people who originally had ulterior motives became obedient, watching Naruto cautiously and not daring to show the slightest disrespect.

"That's all for now, I'm leaving."

Naruto got up and walked outside, with Sun Pangzi quickly following. He then had his bodyguard drive the black supercar from the garage to the door to wait.

Buzz buzz buzz!

The engine of the supercar roared to life. Naruto looked at the supercar parked at the entrance of the club and nodded in satisfaction.

Although he had acquired many vehicles in the Dragon Ball World before and would take them for a spin when he had nothing to do, this supercar in front of him was a very interesting thing because it was made of Super Metal.

These metals are generally used to make super weapons, which are very expensive. Supercars made with a large amount of Super Metal are naturally ridiculously expensive.

Naruto is quite satisfied to have acquired one.

So he drove off in his supercar, roaring away amidst the envious gazes of countless people.

Time passed slowly, and several days went by in the blink of an eye.

At dawn, the warm sun slowly rises from the east, lifting the veil of darkness and showering the earth with endless light, awakening all things from their slumber.

Inside Naruto's rented bedroom.

Naruto, dressed in a vest and shorts, sat on the bed, silently put down the Ocarina in his hand, and casually put it into his Soul Space.

After carefully sensing his own soul, Naruto nodded in satisfaction.

"My Soul Power has almost recovered in just a few days, and it will be fully recovered in another day or two. All that's left is to repair the gaping hole in my soul that was bitten off."

Thinking of the void in his soul, Naruto's expression became somewhat serious.

His soul is his origin, his most fundamental existence. Now that he has lost a piece of it, it is a huge blow to him.

After all, a soul gap is not the same as Soul Power. Soul Power can be quickly restored over time, but a soul gap is difficult to restore. Fortunately, he has Soul Cultivation Method that allows him to restore it little by little.

However, the recovery speed of the Soul Cultivation Method is too slow. It would probably take one or two years to fully recover, which is too slow for Naruto to wait for.

This is why Naruto is so anxious to find the soul treasure—in order to repair his soul as soon as possible.

"It'll be soon. The Auction House is the day after tomorrow. We must get our hands on it then."

Ta-da!

A rhythmic knocking sound suddenly rang out. Naruto heard the knocking and instantly showed a helpless expression, because he knew who had come.

Naruto put on his slippers and walked outside.

As expected, when the door was opened, Yaoyao, that stunningly beautiful woman who could bring ruin to the country, appeared outside.

"Qin Xuan, I don't have a water heater over there. Could I take a shower here?" Yaoyao Yao's fair hand rested on the doorframe, looking at Naruto with a hint of allure.

"Didn't you buy two water heaters? One for you and one for me." Naruto raised an eyebrow.

"Huh? Oh, I think so. Um, my water heater is broken, can I borrow yours for a bit?" Yaoyao puffed out her chest and walked straight towards Naruto.

Naruto was originally blocking the door, frowned slightly upon seeing this, then stepped aside and said, "Alright, go ahead."

"Really?" Yaoyao's eyes lit up when she heard this, and her big eyes instantly turned watery as she looked at Naruto.

"Yes." Naruto nodded.

"I'm going now, but don't peek!"

Yaoyao smiled smugly, inwardly celebrating the success of her seduction scheme.

Then, she happily strode towards the bathroom with her long, beautiful legs, her curvaceous figure making her even more charming and alluring.

"You go ahead and shower, I'm going out for a walk anyway," Naruto replied, then walked straight out the door without even changing out of his shorts and slippers.

"This..."

Yaoyao watched Naruto's retreating figure, her joy instantly turned into a slight sense of unease as she watched Naruto walk away.

"You're really hard to win over. Even my honey trap failed, but I won't give up. But how can I get you?"

Yaoyao raised her slender, soft little finger and gently tapped her delicate chin, then her eyes lit up.

"I've got it! Qin Xuan doesn't have many clothes, so I'll go buy him a few sets of high-end clothes. Oh, and a luxury watch too. There's a super-powered watch worth over five million that has a calming and mind-soothing function to aid in cultivation; I'll give it to him."

Yaoyao spoke, a captivating smile appeared on her alluring face. Then, swaying her slender waist and clicking her high heels, she walked outside.

Outside world.

On the street outside Happy Residential Community.

Naruto, wearing shorts, a tank top, and slippers, strolled around boredly, looking around. He soon spotted a breakfast stall. "Let's grab some breakfast. I haven't eaten anything yet."

Naruto saw the millet porridge being sold at the breakfast stall and ordered a serving without hesitation.

"Please sit here. It's crowded today, can we share a table?" the owner said kindly.

"Um."

Naruto nodded and sat down opposite the three men in suits and overalls.

"Here you go, young man!"

One of the middle-aged men in work clothes handed Naruto a flyer and smiled.

"If you're looking for a used car, come to me. Our company has a large selection of used cars at great prices."

"Um."

Naruto nodded, casually glancing at the flyer. Seeing that the most expensive car on it was only a few hundred thousand, he instantly lost interest. After all, his twenty million sports car was still sitting in his neighborhood.

"Young man, if you want to buy a new car, I also have connections. For high-end cars costing four or five hundred thousand, I have connections and can give you the biggest discount."

The middle-aged man noticed that Naruto wasn't very interested and vaguely guessed that Naruto didn't like used cars, so he directly steered the conversation to high-end cars.

A luxury car costing four or five hundred thousand?

Naruto was speechless. He glanced at the middle-aged man, refused him outright, and then began to eat his breakfast.

The middle-aged man was very talkative and did not give up because of Naruto's rejection. Instead, he started talking about all sorts of "good" cars worth four or five hundred thousand.

Even after Naruto finished breakfast, the middle-aged man was still talking non-stop.

Naruto was speechless, feeling that if he didn't stop him, the guy could probably talk for two or three hours.

Buzz buzz buzz!

With the roar of the engine, a sleek black supercar sped along and came to a smooth stop on the side of the road, not far from Naruto.

Then, Yaoyao, wearing black high heels, stepped out of the supercar in full view of everyone, amidst envious glances, and quickly walked to Naruto's side.

"Qin Xuan, I drove your sports car, you don't mind, do you? Let's go shopping. There's a new super-powered watch that costs 5 million, I think it would suit you perfectly."

Yaoyao, holding the car keys, hid next to Naruto and talked, her big eyes blinking, she was very pretty.

But.

Everyone who heard her speak was stunned and looked at Naruto in disbelief.

The middle-aged car salesman who had been talking non-stop earlier, upon seeing the supercar and recalling the 5 million yuan super-powered watch, suddenly became speechless, like a duck being choked, staring blankly at Naruto.

The people eating breakfast at the surrounding stalls stared blankly at the sports car, because it was clearly expensive; the Superpower logo alone indicated its price.

Because it's made of super-powered materials, a super-powered sports car like that would cost at least ten million, and this car is likely even more expensive. Add to that the five million super-powered watch, and everyone fell silent.

The thought of a super-rich tycoon sitting next to them made everyone swallow hard, speechless. The middle-aged car salesman was even more unable to switch into his "Tang Monk" mode.

Everyone stole glances at Naruto, watching Naruto finish the bowl of porridge completely. Wearing his baggy shorts and looking so unrefined, everyone felt that the porridge didn't taste very good today; it even tasted a bit sour.