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Xiao Yajie had high self-esteem and was not an ordinary girl.

She had almost rigorous standards for her other half, and it was precisely because of her perfectionism that she hadn't found a boyfriend who met her criteria.

Li Xiaoyao was undoubtedly excellent, a fact that Xiao Ya had to admit.

Every aspect of Li Xiaoyao, even for the most discerning Xiao Ya, was flawless.

Of course, Li Xiaoyao was not single, which was something Xiao Ya could not accept.

But Li Xiaoyao's identity as a Cultivator still made Xiao Ya yearn for him.

As the eldest daughter of the Xiao Family, Xiao Ya understood a Cultivator's power better than anyone.

Especially since Li Xiaoyao, at such a young age, had already reached heights that even Cheng Dongliang could not match.

Such a Cultivator with enormous potential was almost the target of every major family's efforts to form an alliance.

Under such a grand halo, even if Li Xiaoyao had a woman, Xiao Ya felt that she might be able to accept it.

Furthermore, Xiao Ya was confident that she could become the only woman for Li Xiaoyao.

And stepping back, even if Li Xiaoyao really was fickle in love, as long as he held a place for her in his heart, the Xiao Family would essentially have a long-term protector.

This deal was profitable no matter how one calculated it.

With this thought in mind, Xiao Ya picked up a glass of red wine and raised it towards Li Xiaoyao, her smile as brilliant as fireworks, "Mr. Li, cheers to you."

Cheng Dongliang watched the two, stood up from his chair, stretched, and said, "This is a nice place, I'll take a walk around."

Li Xiaoyao's appreciation for the woman was merely that, with no further intentions.

With his current status, finding women was an extremely easy task; there was absolutely no need to tie himself to a family for the sake of one woman.

To put it another way, Li Xiaoyao didn't want any hassle.

His energy was limited, and he barely had enough time for cultivation each day, let alone romance.

Xiao Ya seemed to sense Li Xiaoyao's indifference, but rather than being discouraged, it spurred her competitive spirit, and she kept finding various excuses to drink with him.

In the blink of an eye, night had fallen.

Li Xiaoyao received a call from Zhang Meng, who asked when he would be returning.

Li Xiaoyao glanced at the time and said, "Soon."

After hanging up, Li Xiaoyao stood up to leave.

Xiao Dingguo, Ji Yutao, and Cheng Dongliang, knowing the situation well, packed the herbs in exquisite jade boxes and presented them to Li Xiaoyao.

Li Xiaoyao didn't hesitate and accepted the herbs into his Storage Ring right before their eyes.

This move shocked them once again.

After Li Xiaoyao left, the three men sat down, and Xiao Dingguo waved the serving girls away.

Xiao Dingguo lit a cigar, slowly exhaled, and asked, "Cheng Lao, Mr. Li is someone I introduced you to. If my Xiao Family ever runs into trouble, I hope you'll speak well of us to Mr. Li."

Cheng Lao laughed heartily and said, "Naturally, there's no such distance between you and me."

Ji Yutao interjected, "Just who is this Mr. Li exactly?"

The two men glanced at him and then burst into loud laughter, leaving Ji Yutao as puzzled as a Monk who couldn't figure out a riddle.

Cheng Lao, with his high position and great power, commanded respect from Ji Yutao when they met.

"You don't know Mr. Li's identity?"

Chairman Ji shook his head.

Cheng Lao said, "You should have heard of Cultivators, right?"

Ji Yutao's expression became serious, "Mr. Li is a Cultivator?"

Cheng Lao nodded, "Not only is he a Cultivator, but he's also a highly skilled one. You're fortunate to have made a connection with Mr. Li."

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Ji Yutao's heart raced with excitement. He had originally thought that Xiaoyao was just a folk expert who knew a bit about exorcising ghosts, but he had not expected that Xiaoyao was also a Cultivator.

Ji Yutao felt fortunate for his caution. He had treated Xiaoyao with great respect when he thought Xiaoyao was just an ordinary exorcist. Now that he knew Xiaoyao was a Cultivator, his respect grew even more.

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When Xiaoyao returned home, Zhang Meng acted like a wife, handing him slippers and then stood in front of him, tip-toeing, her cute nose sniffing around him, "You've been drinking?"

Xiaoyao wrapped his arms around her, saying, "I had a social engagement tonight, so I drank a little."

Zhang Meng wriggled, saying shyly, "Dad's in the living room."

But Xiaoyao didn't care; he bent down and kissed her on the forehead, asking, "Where shall I sleep tonight?"

Zhang Meng's cheeks flushed, saying, "You can sleep wherever you want."

Xiaoyao said with a teasing smile, "That's what you said."

"Ah, you're annoying, go take a shower, you're all smell like alcohol." After that, Zhang Meng turned and ran into the house.

Watching the shy Zhang Meng, Xiaoyao felt incredibly happy, and the fire in his dantian grew fiercer.

He'd have to take care of it tonight.

Xiaoyao walked into the bathroom, where Zhang Meng had already prepared the bathwater.

Soaking in the warm water, Xiaoyao suddenly thought of something.

He was now a Cultivator, but the girls around him were still just ordinary people.

He had learned from Cheng Dongliang that Cultivators lived much longer than ordinary people, and some could even live as long as heaven and earth, although that was, of course, a legend.

But Xiaoyao did not think so.

With the help of the Mysterious System, his Cultivation speed was far beyond that of ordinary Cultivators.

Xiaoyao was confident that given enough time, he could become the strongest Cultivator in the world.

Living as long as heaven and earth was not just an unreachable dream!

"Let's see if there are any Pill Medicines in the System that can prolong life."

Xiaoyao entered the System, searching for Pill Medicines.

"Foundation Establishment Pill: Those without a Spirit Root can take this Pill Medicine to open up the meridians."

Even without a Spirit Root, if one could open up the meridians, then they would have the qualifications for Cultivation.

As long as they cultivated, no matter how dull the girls' talents were, Xiaoyao was confident he could help them surpass ordinary Cultivators.

In terms of martial skills and spells, who in the world could compare with Xiaoyao?

After all, Xiaoyao had a system that defied the heavens, a system that allowed him to triumph in the world.

"I need to become an Alchemist as soon as possible, otherwise despite having the materials, I won't be able to refine Pills."

After coming out of the bathroom and drying off, Xiaoyao entered the living room.

Zhang Meng's father had already gone to rest; only Zhang Meng in her pajamas was in the living room.

Seeing Xiaoyao come out, Zhang Meng said, "Xiaoyao brother, I made you some sobering-up soup, come and have some."

Xiaoyao walked over, picked up the sobering-up soup, and drank it in one go, his gaze fixed on Zhang Meng wrapped in her pajamas. He chuckled and reached out to lift her from the sofa.

Zhang Meng let out a soft moan, wrapped her arms around his neck, and let him carry her away.

The two hadn't been intimate for a while. Holding her, Xiaoyao asked softly, "Which room is Uncle in?"

Zhang Meng said shyly, "Upstairs."

Xiaoyao understood and carried Zhang Meng into the bedroom on the first floor.

Before long, the room was filled with sounds that tickled the bones.

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