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Su Jiu'er suddenly fainted, and Lin Yuan hurriedly helped her onto the sofa.
The girl looked fragile, yet surprisingly heavy. As Lin Yuan grumbled internally, he couldn't help but scrutinize Su Jiu'er. Her delicate features and fair skin exuded an aura of ethereal beauty even in her unconscious state, making him marvel at the wonders of creation.
In the dead of night, a beautiful girl fainted at his doorstep and claimed she needed help...
Countless dramatic scenarios flashed through Lin Yuan's mind—everything from scams to unexpected romantic advances—more thrilling than the comments on his live stream.
"Cough, cough," Lin Yuan quickly shook his head, trying to dispel these unrealistic thoughts. "This isn't the time for that; saving her is the priority!"
He pinched Su Jiu'er’s acupoint and felt her forehead, which was cool to the touch, like ice. "Could she be sick?" A pang of worry struck Lin Yuan; if something happened to her, he wouldn't know how to handle it.
He hurriedly poured a glass of warm water, intending to get Su Jiu'er to drink. But her lips were tightly sealed, her jaw clenched like a stubborn clam, making it impossible to feed her.
Lin Yuan was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, scratching his head in distress. "What should I do? I can't perform mouth-to-mouth resuscitation, can I? Although... she is quite beautiful, but this situation... seems inappropriate?" He was torn between his instincts and reason, two little voices battling in his mind.
Just then, Su Jiu'er’s eyelids fluttered slightly as she slowly opened her eyes.
"Are you... okay?" Lin Yuan let out a sigh of relief, feeling as if he had just run a marathon.
Su Jiu'er’s gaze was somewhat dazed, as if she hadn’t fully awakened yet, resembling a kitten just roused from sleep. "I... I'm fine..." she weakly replied. "Just... a bit tired..."
Lin Yuan finally relaxed and plopped down onto the sofa, feeling his back drenched in sweat. "What brings you here in the middle of the night?" he asked, his tone laced with curiosity and a hint of complaint.
Su Jiu'er took a deep breath, her expression gradually clearing up like a pearl regaining its luster. "I need your help..." She repeated what she had said earlier. "I need you to help me find... the Dragon Vein..."
"The Dragon Vein?" Lin Yuan was utterly confused, feeling as if he were hearing a foreign language. "What Dragon Vein? Are you talking about that concept from feng shui? Or... something else entirely?"
Su Jiu'er sat up straight and looked at Lin Yuan earnestly, her eyes filled with anticipation. "Do you believe there is Lingqi in this world?"
"Lingqi?" Lin Yuan paused for a moment before bursting into laughter as if he had heard a hilarious joke. "Are you kidding me? It's 2042! Who still believes in that? Why not say you can fly too?"
Su Jiu'er ignored Lin Yuan's mockery and continued, "Lingqi truly exists. It is a special kind of energy that can be used for cultivation..."
Seeing Su Jiu'er’s serious expression, Lin Yuan felt a flicker of doubt in his heart. Could it be that this girl wasn't joking? Was there really such a thing as a Cultivator in this world?
"So, what about the dragon vein..." Lin Yuan asked tentatively, his tone laced with curiosity and skepticism.
"The dragon vein is the gathering place of Lingqi, the holy land for Cultivators..." Su Jiu'er explained. "I need to find the dragon vein in order to..." She paused, not finishing her sentence, as if there was something she couldn't bring herself to say.
Lin Yuan's curiosity was thoroughly piqued, like a cat being scratched behind the ears. "In order to what?" he pressed, eager to uncover the secrets hidden within Su Jiu'er.
Su Jiu'er hesitated for a moment but ultimately chose not to reveal more. "I can't tell you just yet..." she said, her tone mysterious. "Once you come with me, you'll find out..."
Lin Yuan felt even more confused. What was this girl hiding? What kind of secrets did she possess?
Just then, Lin Yuan's phone rang, breaking the slightly awkward atmosphere in the room.
He picked it up and saw an unfamiliar number. "Hello, who is this?" Lin Yuan answered the call.
"Is this Lin Yuan, Master Lin?" A fawning voice came from the other end, sending shivers down Lin Yuan's spine.
"Yes, it's me. Who are you?" Lin Yuan asked, trying to guess the caller's identity.
"I'm your fan! Master Lin, I've been following your Live Stream for a long time and have always admired your Guan Qi abilities..." The caller rambled on, their tone filled with admiration.
Lin Yuan felt a stir of interest; could this be a fellow cultivation enthusiast? "Is there something you need?" he asked directly.
"Well, Master Lin, I heard there's a secret Cultivator gathering tonight. I was wondering if you would be interested in attending?" The caller asked cautiously, as if afraid of being rejected.
A Cultivator gathering? Lin Yuan glanced at Su Jiu'er and suddenly had a bold idea. This might be a great opportunity to learn more about the world of cultivation!
"Sure, where?" Lin Yuan asked, a hint of excitement in his voice.
"An abandoned factory in Jiangnan District, at ten o'clock tonight..."
Lin Yuan hung up the phone and turned to Su Jiu'er. "What do you think? Should we go take a look?"
Su Jiu'er nodded, a glimmer of anticipation in her eyes.
At ten o'clock that night, Lin Yuan and Su Jiu'er arrived at the abandoned factory. The place was brightly lit and bustling with noise, filled with all sorts of Cultivators, resembling a bizarre cosplay convention.
Lin Yuan looked around and realized that most of these "Cultivators" were nothing more than charlatans, putting on a show and deceiving people—it was quite an eyesore.
Just then, a man in a wrinkled robe with a scruffy goatee staggered onto the stage. "Fellow Daoists, I am Zhang San, a senior master of cultivation..."
Lin Yuan saw right through Zhang San's facade; this guy was nothing but a fraud! With such acting skills, he was no better than the drama queens he encountered during his live streams.
Just as he was about to expose Zhang San's scam, he suddenly felt someone staring at him from behind, like a venomous snake lurking in the shadows.
He turned around to see a burly man with piercing eyes coldly watching him. This man exuded a powerful Lingqi, clearly a genuine Cultivator.
Lin Yuan's heart sank; it seemed that tonight's gathering was not going to be simple...
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