Chapter 368: Mentality Explodes! The Descent of a Heavenly Human!
"Lu Xiuhan, how dare you hit me? My dad doesn't even hit me, how dare you hit me?"
Ji Ba Duan clutched his burning right cheek, his eyes bulging as he glared furiously at Lu Xiuhan. The red imprint of a hand was rapidly swelling on his pale, pampered skin, radiating a stinging heat that fueled his rage.
He was the Er Shao (Second Young Master) of the Modu Ji Family. In this glittering metropolis of Magic City, the Ji Family was a titan, standing shoulder to shoulder with the Lu Family in terms of wealth and influence. He had walked sideways through this city his entire life, surrounded by sycophants and flatterers.
Since birth, no one had dared to touch a hair on his head. Yet today, in front of a film crew and lowly actors, he had been slapped?
The air on the set froze.
Everyone around who recognized Ji Ba Duan and Lu Xiuhan was trembling, holding their breath. The heavy cameras and lighting equipment seemed to loom like tombstones. This was a clash of titans—CEO Lu versus the Ji Family's Second Young Master. It was a battle between immortals; mortals like them would be crushed to dust just by the shockwaves.
Even the director, usually a tyrant on set, cowered behind a prop pillar, wishing he could turn invisible.
However, amidst the fearful silence, two pairs of beautiful eyes lit up with blinding joy.
Zhong Lingyin and Yang Luoluo saw the figure emerging from the shadows. To them, Shen Anyu didn't walk; he glided, his presence pushing back the gloom.
Only Ye Linyuan wore a sullen expression, full of displeasure. He sat on a small prop chair, swinging his short legs, his heart filled with vinegar.
'Damn it. Now Shen Anyu gets to show off again,' Ye Linyuan thought, gritting his teeth. 'It's a pity I've lost all my cultivation. If I still had my power, I would have blown up this arrogant Ji Ba Duan directly. I would have been the hero saving the beauty! Why does the spotlight always fall on this villain?'
[Ding! Child of Destiny Ye Linyuan is displeased. Plundering +9999 Destiny Points!]
...
At this moment, Lu Xiuhan smiled coldly. He adjusted his cuffs, looking at the screaming Ji Ba Duan as if he were looking at a corpse that hadn't realized it was dead yet.
"Look behind you," Lu Xiuhan said softly. "Who is that?"
Ji Ba Duan, full of arrogance and disdain, sneered. "I don't care who it is! Even if the Heavenly King comes today, if you don't give me an explanation, I'll tear down your film studio... No, no, no, no..."
Ji Ba Duan turned his head aggressively, ready to curse the newcomer.
But the moment his eyes locked onto that tall, indifferent figure in the bespoke charcoal-grey suit, his voice died in his throat.
The blood drained from his face so fast it looked like a magic trick. His flushed skin turned the color of old paper. His pupils dilated to the size of saucers, trembling violently.
It was Him.
The nightmare of the entire Yanxia aristocratic circle. The Crown Prince of the Shen Family.
Sweat exploded from Ji Ba Duan's pores, soaking his expensive shirt in seconds. His legs, which had been supporting his arrogant stance just a moment ago, turned to jelly.
Thud!
The sound of knees hitting the hard concrete floor echoed through the silent studio. Ji Ba Duan didn't just kneel; he collapsed into a kneeling position, his body betraying him completely.
Shen Anyu smiled as he looked down at the trembling heap of designer clothes. His voice was calm, melodic, and terrifying.
"You recognize me?"
Ji Ba Duan was drenched in sweat, his face ashen. His teeth chattered audibly.
"When... when Young Master held a banquet before, I... I accompanied my father to meet Young Master," Ji Ba Duan stammered, his voice cracking with pure terror. "I... I... I didn't know they were Young Master's women! Ignorance is bliss! Please... please, Young Master, be magnanimous and spare me this time..."
Bang!
Before he even finished speaking, Ji Ba Duan slammed his forehead against the ground.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
He kowtowed frantically. A bright red bloodstain instantly appeared on his forehead, smearing the floor, showing the sheer force he was using. He wasn't performing; he was begging for his life.
At this moment, Ji Ba Duan was scared senseless.
Although he was a scion who bullied others, he understood the food chain better than anyone. He was a wolf among sheep, but the man standing before him was a Dragon among wolves.
The Modu Ji Family was strong locally. They had money. They had connections.
But the Yanxia Shen Family? They were the sky. They were the authority. They were the military and political giants that could erase the Ji Family from existence with a single phone call during breakfast. Compared to the Shen Family, his clan was nothing but an ant hill.
The crew, who had been silent as cicadas in winter, were utterly horrified by this scene.
The Ji Family Er Shao, who ran rampant in Modu and didn't even give CEO Lu Xiuhan face, was actually so scared that he knelt down and kowtowed for mercy just by seeing the newcomer?
Who exactly was this person?
Some of the young actresses in the period drama crew looked at Shen Anyu with sparkling, predatory eyes. They had thought CEO Lu was the ultimate catch, but this newcomer? His aura was suffocatingly noble. He was the true emperor.
Even Zhong Lingyin's beautiful eyes were fixed on Shen Anyu. Her heart raced. Seeing her man suppress a tyrant with just a glance made her legs feel weak. This was power. This was domination.
'My husband is incredibly handsome,' she thought, biting her lip.
Yang Luoluo was the same, her admiration written all over her face.
Only Ye Linyuan was full of displeasure, muttering softly:
"What nonsense! My Fifth Sister and Seventh Sister are not Shen Anyu's women..."
But seeing Zhong Lingyin and Yang Luoluo's beautiful eyes fixed on Shen Anyu, completely ignoring his existence, Ye Linyuan's heart sank with a bad premonition. The connection he felt with his sisters seemed to be fraying, snapped by the overwhelming charisma of the Villain.
[Ding! Child of Destiny Ye Linyuan's mentality has exploded. Plundering +9999 Destiny Points!]
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Shen Anyu smiled, watching Ji Ba Duan kowtow dozens of times until his head was a bloody mess. The rhythmic thud, thud, thud was the only sound in the room.
"Forget it," Shen Anyu said lightly, waving his hand as if shooing a fly. "I came to visit the set today, and I'm in a good mood. I don't want to make a big fuss."
Hearing Shen Anyu's words, Ji Ba Duan finally let out a long, ragged sigh of relief. He collapsed sideways, panting like a dying dog. He felt as if he had walked the line between life and death and miraculously survived. His back was drenched in cold sweat.
Just as Ji Ba Duan was about to open his mouth to thank Young Master for his infinite mercy, Shen Anyu's voice floated through the air again, casual and indifferent.
"Just break two legs, Aunt Xiao."
The temperature in the room plummeted.
"Yes!"
A shadow detached itself from the darkness behind Shen Anyu. Aunt Xiao, the captain of his personal guard, appeared like a ghost.
In Ji Ba Duan's terrified, widening eyes, she moved.
Crack! Crack!
It was fast. Too fast for the human eye to follow. Aunt Xiao struck out with one foot, a blur of motion.
Two chilling, sickening crunches echoed through the studio.
Ji Ba Duan's legs bent at unnatural angles, the shins snapping like dry twigs.
"Ah—!"
Before the scream could fully leave his throat, the shock overwhelmed his system. Ji Ba Duan's eyes rolled back, his neck slumped, and he fainted directly from the pain.
Shen Anyu didn't even blink. He didn't look at the unconscious body.
Let alone breaking Ji Ba Duan's two legs, even if he broke his "third leg" and turned him into a eunuch, the Ji Family Head would personally come to the Shen Manor tomorrow with expensive gifts to express his gratitude for sparing the idiot's life.
This was the privilege of the Villain.
"Lingyin, Luo Luo, Little Yezi, let's go. Let's go home first."
Shen Anyu turned, his expression instantly shifting from cold indifference to a warm, gentle smile as his gaze fell on Zhong Lingyin, Yang Luoluo, and Ye Linyuan.
"Go back now? I..."
Zhong Lingyin hesitated. She wanted to say that her reshoots weren't finished yet. She was a professional, after all.
But seeing the smile on Shen Anyu's handsome face recede slightly, a primal instinct kicked in. Though she didn't understand what had happened, her intuition told her to obey. She nodded gently, then turned to the director.
"Director, I have something to attend to and need to go home first. I'll come back later for the reshoots."
The director, still trembling behind the pillar, nodded furiously like a chicken pecking rice. He repeatedly waved his hands.
"Go! Go! Goddess Zhong, take your time! Reshoot whenever you want! Next year is fine too!"
He absolutely could not offend the Young Master who could snap the legs of the Ji Family's heir as casually as ordering a coffee.
Shen Anyu exchanged a few pleasantries with Lu Xiuhan, then led his group out of the studio, leaving a legend of terror in his wake.
...
Twenty minutes later.
The Rolls-Royce Phantom glided through the outskirts of Shanghai. The scenery changed from towering skyscrapers to quiet, leafy suburbs.
Suddenly, by a secluded bridge near a reservoir, the car slowed to a halt.
The silence here was unnatural. The birds weren't singing. The wind seemed to have stopped.
Under the curious and puzzled gazes of Zhong Lingyin and the other two, Shen Anyu opened the door and stepped out. He adjusted his suit jacket, looked up towards the southeast, and smiled at the empty air.
"After peeking for so long, aren't you going to make a move?"
"What? Someone's following us?"
Yang Luoluo was startled. She pressed her face against the window, looking around. She saw nothing but trees and the grey concrete of the bridge. She couldn't help but feel puzzled.
'Could it be that someone is here to kidnap me again?'
Zhong Lingyin's pretty face paled, showing apprehension. She naturally couldn't forget the nightmare in Sakura Country, where she was coveted by the Vulture and almost defiled. If Shen Anyu hadn't descended like a god to save her, the outcome would have been unimaginable.
But... this was Yanxia. This was home. Were there still bad guys here?
Seven seconds passed. Eight seconds.
The surroundings remained dead silent.
Ye Linyuan glanced at Shen Anyu, rolling his eyes. He muttered to himself, 'This Shen Anyu is being paranoid. Where is anyone peeking? He's the Young Master of the Yanxia Shen Family; who in this country has the guts to covet him? He's just acting cool again.'
Shen Anyu didn't move. His gaze remained locked on the southeast horizon. His smile deepened, turning mocking.
"A dignified Heavenly Human expert, hiding like a rat in a gutter. Those who know might think it's caution, but those who don't might think it's cowardice... wouldn't you agree?"
Boom!
The moment the words left his mouth, a voice exploded like a thunderclap, shaking the very earth beneath their feet.
"Heh heh, interesting. You can actually discover me?"
From the horizon, a black dot appeared.
In the blink of an eye, the dot expanded. A burly old man, moving with astonishing speed, crossed a distance of three to four li (2km) in a heartbeat.
BANG!
As the burly old man slammed onto the asphalt of the bridge, a terrifying sonic boom erupted behind him.
A cone of white vapor clouds condensed around his body as he decelerated. The shockwave blasted outward, stripping leaves from the trees and shaking the heavy Rolls-Royce on its suspension.
He had broken the sound barrier with his physical body alone.
"Heaven... Man..."
Yang Luoluo's lively and cute face instantly became extremely serious. The blood drained from her cheeks as she spoke the words one by one.
Her delicate white fists clenched until the knuckles turned white. Her breathing became heavy, struggling against the suffocating pressure radiating from the old man. Her gaze turned towards Shen Anyu, filled with extreme worry.
Breaking the sound barrier with one's Physical Body—this was the hallmark of a peerless expert at the [Heavenly Human Unity] level.
A living god.
Moreover, this Heavenly Human expert was clearly here with ill intentions! His Killing Intent was a physical weight, pressing down on their chests like a mountain.
"A Heavenly Human expert?"
Zhong Lingyin's face also turned pale with fright. Although she didn't practice martial arts, living in the high society of Yanxia, she knew the legends. A Heavenly Human was a strategic weapon. They were as formidable as her Master and her First Senior Sister, the Sword Immortal Pei Changli!
"Big trouble..."
Ye Linyuan also stopped pretending to be a cute child. His expression became solemn and sharp.
His small hands gripped the leather seat.
If he hadn't lost all his cultivation, he would have had the strength to fight a Heavenly Human expert. He might have even won. But now? His cultivation was gone. He was just a child. He was powerless.
'Shen Anyu's jinxing mouth actually came true. Now we're in big trouble!'
'Although Shen Anyu has some guards, and there are Grandmasters among them, they are ants compared to a Heavenly Human. A single breath from this old man could kill them all.'
Ye Linyuan's eyes darted around frantically, his survival instinct kicking in.
'I must take Fifth Sister and Seventh Sister and leave... yes, I need to escape. As for Shen Anyu?'
Ye Linyuan looked at the villain's back.
'Let Shen Anyu stay here. Let him cover our retreat. Best case scenario... he dies.'
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