Yang Fei, Mad Blade, and Fan Yi conspired to enjoy a night of drinking.

By the time Yang Fei returned home, it was already midnight.

He tiptoed up to the third floor, washed up, and then began to practice Snake Stupefaction.

Snake Stupefaction was different from Turtle Hibernation.

The more one practiced Turtle Hibernation, the more relaxed one's mind became, content and self-satisfied.

It was as if a sea turtle was diving deep into the ocean.

No matter the tides on the surface, the mind formed its own little world.

The longer Yang Fei practiced Turtle Hibernation, the less willing he was to wake up.

He even suspected that if it weren't for Extreme Tiger suppressing Turtle Hibernation, he might sleep for days or even end up in a vegetative state.

In contrast, Snake Stupefaction was filled with aggressiveness.

Snake Stupefaction aimed to lower one's body temperature and reduce one's presence, but the mind always maintained a sharp vigilance, ready to explode and pounce on the prey at any moment.

Yang Fei followed the Snake Extreme Heart Method and circulated the Qi-Blood in his body.

He felt his body temperature getting colder, and his heartbeat slowing down.

Yet any slight change in the surrounding environment could not escape his senses.

When dawn was about to break, Yang Fei slowly dispersed the Snake Stupefaction.

His Qi-Blood gradually stirred, his body temperature slowly increased to normal.

By now, he had finally mastered the First Level of Snake Extreme: Snake Stupefaction.

This cultivation technique, being cold and low-profile, was rather uncomfortable to practice.

After cleaning himself up, Yang Fei headed to the terrace and practiced Tiger Pounce once.

Only then did he fully recover his physical liveliness.

Strangely enough, Yang Fei had been practicing Snake Stupefaction for around a day and night.

Yet now, the effect of practicing Tiger Pounce was surprisingly good.

Yang Fei found.

Tiger Pounce and Snake Stupefaction, two completely different cultivation techniques.

Seemingly had a mysterious connection, restraining yet promoting each other.

In fact, not just Tiger Pounce and Snake Stupefaction were like this.

The four techniques Yang Fei was now cultivating also had an unknowable close connection.

Extreme Tiger was fierce and vicious, Snake Extreme was cold and poisonous, Elephant Extreme was majestic, and Turtle Extreme was peaceful.

These Four Extremes, four completely different powers, assisted yet suppressed each other.

They often caused unimaginable power to burst forth from within Yang Fei.

Among the Nine Extremes Technique, Yang Fei had already mastered four.

However, he wondered what the other five Extremes were.

Looking at the sunrise gradually ascending in the east.

Yang Fei felt the Essence flowing rousingly within him, sighing long and deeply with infinite emotion.

"Day! What a bright day has begun again."

His howl seemed to make even the rising sun shy away and hide behind the clouds.

Lin Xueyi's voice came from downstairs.

"Yang Fei, what craziness are you up to, talking nonsense early in the morning?"

Her voice was full of playful rebuke, yet it was filled with laughter.

"Breakfast is ready, come down and eat."

Yang Fei grinned teasingly.

"Sister Xueyi, you don't understand, this is called modern poetry."

"Poetry is a very serious and elegant art."

"Pfft, your art is really shameless."

Lin Xueyi spat.

Then, the sound of her high heels on the stairs gradually faded away.

Yang Fei slipped back to his room.

He was just about to change into his Yalan International uniform when he suddenly saw the calendar hanging on the wall and paused.

It turned out today was the weekend.

"Damn, I've been tamed so quickly by Chen Ke that right after getting up, I'm already rushing off to work."

"This admirable, day-in day-out working attitude is truly wicked."

Yang Fei discovered that while he was undercover in the public relations department, combating wits with Chen Ke.

Gradually, a peculiar change occurred in his psyche, leaning towards the path of an outstanding employee.

Yang Fei looked at the calendar, at the date he had circled and crossed out.

He silently recited in his heart.

"In three days, I'll storm the Xuan Ying Pavilion and retrieve Xiao Xuanya."

"I wonder how she's been faring at Xuan Ying Pavilion?"

Yang Fei's feelings for Xiao Xuanya confused even himself.

He didn't know if it was Xiao Xuanya's devoted infatuation that moved him.

Or perhaps it was her enchantress-like charm that captivated him.

In any case, reliably or not,

Xiao Xuanya's charming and alluring face would appear before Yang Fei's eyes.

Her expressions, whether affectionate, shrewd, sad, or cold,

would easily unsettle Yang Fei's mood.

"Could it be, have I actually fallen for this fairy?"

No sooner had Yang Fei thought this than he immediately spat in disdain at himself.

"Oh, Yang Fei, you're such a fool, falling in love at the drop of a hat..."

"But, who can resist my charm?"

Upon glancing at the calendar one last time, Yang Fei hummed a tune and walked downstairs.

In the hall, Su Yinxue had already left the house, and Zhang Lifang had not yet gotten up.

As Yang Fei was heading downstairs,

Lin Xueyi was wiping a shiny silver liquor cabinet.

These days, Lin Xueyi had been busy with the construction of the Lanting Hotel.

She was a bit haggard, even her sharp chin was protruding.

From behind, Lin Xueyi's rose-red tube dress made her beautiful figure incredibly tempting.

And the light, gauzy, pleated bat shirt she wore faintly revealed her lovely back.

Seeing no one around, Yang Fei quietly walked over.

He embraced Lin Xueyi from behind, around her slender waist.

"Good morning, Sister Xueyi. May you be blessed and beautiful forever."

This had become one of Yang Fei's catchphrases.

However, this time, it lacked its usual teasing tone and carried a trace of deep tenderness instead.

Upon his embrace, Lin Xueyi's body instantly warmed.

Since Yang Fei arrived at the Lanting Hotel, the two had weathered storms together and shared hardships.

Unknowingly, they had developed deep feelings for each other.

Initially, Yang Fei was just fulfilling a promise to Lin Zi to look after Lin Xueyi until she was married.

But now, he couldn't be apart from this gentle and elegant woman.

Lin Xueyi struggled slightly.

"What's this, getting all cozy so early in the morning?"

Yang Fei, looking at Lin Xueyi's delicate earlobes, exhaled softly.

His voice became gentle and low, "Sister Xueyi, I really miss you."

Drunk with emotion, Lin Xueyi inhaled sharply, "Me too."

The two embraced quietly, the moments peaceful and serene, free from worry and fear.

After a long while, Lin Xueyi finally pulled away from Yang Fei's arms.

She turned around, and her moist lips kissed Yang Fei on the face.

"Alright, I'll always be yours. Now, go have breakfast like a good boy."

Yang Fei nodded, feeling an immense warmth in his heart.

He was a wanderer, not willing to live the life of an ascetic.

While on missions abroad, Yang Fei had his fair share of flings.

But many women were tied up in various interest, hardly making it to his heart.

Although Lin Xueyi hadn't formally become his woman,

strangely, in Yang Fei's heart, Sister Xueyi was his woman.

And Lin Xueyi felt the same in her heart.

She knew well that Yang Fei wasn't hers alone.

But in Lin Xueyi's heart, she feared she would never leave this hateful yet adorable man in her lifetime.

This tacit understanding between lovers is hard to conceive for those who haven't experienced it.

Yang Fei only ate half of his bowl of egg noodles when the doorbell rang.

Lin Xueyi, puzzled, said, "Who could it be visiting so early on the weekend?"

Today's the twentieth chapter, beginning the climax.

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