The next moment, Yang Yu felt a strange force coursing through his body, continuously strengthening his muscles, bones, meridians, and even his blood.
At the same time, his mind was flooded with various Qimen Feng Shui Mystical Arts, Martial Arts, Medical Skill, Mechanical Technique, Jade Identification Technique... The variety was vast and inclusive.
Among them, some techniques were particularly exquisite, causing him to use them even before he had fully regained consciousness: the Thirty-Six Cave Mysterious Hands, the Awei Eighteen Forms...
He groggily tried out these techniques one by one, feeling utterly exhilarated.
Not until he was completely exhausted did he finally fall into a deep sleep...
"Are you awake?" Just as Yang Yu opened his eyes, a cold voice sounded in his ear.
Yang Yu found himself completely naked and quickly dressed before he turned to look at the owner of the voice and was immediately stunned.
A young woman dressed in loose lingerie was sitting on the couch, with her smooth, long legs propped up, leisurely smoking a cigarette specifically designed for women.
Yang Yu could swear to heaven that this woman was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, without a doubt.
Compared to her, those female celebrities were like the difference between a barnyard hen and a phoenix.
He used to think that women who smoked were trashy, but now he realized that beautiful women smoking looked so elegant it was he who had been shallow.
However, her extremely beautiful face was full of disdain: "Speak up, name your price."
"What?" Yang Yu trembled with anger, "I'll say it again, I'm here to do odd jobs, not to sell my body!"
"Hehe, quite spirited, aren't you!" the woman taunted as she blew a ring of smoke, "Since you're not here to be sold, how should we settle the matter of you sleeping with me?"
"I'll take responsibility!" Yang Yu affirmed, staring at the irresistibly beautiful woman, "Whether it's a huge sum of money or supporting you for a lifetime, either is possible!"
If it were before, Yang Yu definitely would not have had the confidence to say such things.
But he had discovered that the various skills he had just envisioned in his mind were real, and his body was also filled with strength, and his senses had become incredibly sharp.
With these abnormal skills, he believed that making money would not be a difficult task.
"Haha…" The woman burst into laughter as if she heard the funniest joke in the world, "You don't even know who I am, yet you dare to talk about supporting me for a lifetime. Do you, a gigolo that's out to sell himself, even qualify?"
"I'll say it again, I'm not a gigolo!" Yang Yu fumed, "If you don't believe me, we can sign a contract. I'd sell my heart, liver, kidney, corneas, everything to ensure you have enough money for the second half of your life…"
"Enough, stop spinning me tales. The most untrustworthy thing in this world is a man's mouth." The woman stubbed out her cigarette butt and stood up,
"I don't need any of your promises; you just need to keep your mouth shut." The woman patted Yang Yu's face and looked at him seriously, "Understood?"
Yang Yu nodded, "Don't worry, I absolutely won't tell anyone!"
"Hehe, even if you did, no one would believe you." The woman suddenly smiled, "Plus, you would die horribly, and even your family would die."
Yang Yu didn't think for a second that the woman was just trying to scare him. Anyone who could have a "boudoir" here probably had a background no weaker than Sister Wu's.
However, he really disliked it when someone threatened him using his family, so he hit back without hesitating: "If I've done something wrong, come after me. If anyone touches my family, I'll make sure they pay!"
The woman looked at Yang Yu seriously, seemingly wondering what confidence such a young man had to make such a statement.
Or was it simply that he was absurdly unaware of his limitations?
Just then, the woman's phone rang. "What's the matter... Yes, I see. I'll think of a way."
After putting down her phone, the woman waved at Yang Yu, "Alright, you can go now."
"I can help you," Yang Yu suddenly said. "My medical skills are decent. As long as the person isn't dead, I can cure any poison."
The woman looked at Yang Yu in surprise, "How do you know someone is poisoned?"
"I overheard it," Yang Yu didn't hide the truth. "It wasn't intentional eavesdropping, but I heard everything clearly from your phone."
With Yang Yu's current abilities, let alone sounds from a phone, even a mosquito within dozens of meters couldn't escape his perception.
After pondering for a moment, the woman said, "As long as you can really cure the poison, I'll give you a chance to prove yourself. If you lie to me and the person dies, I assure you that you won't see tomorrow's sun."
Yang Yu nodded firmly, "No problem."
The woman nodded slightly, "Then let's go."
Yang Yu followed the woman out of her "boudoir." "Hey, I still don't know how to address you."
"Shen Silin," the woman revealed her name, "the owner of Silver Horse Club."
Thinking back to what he had just said, Yang Yu couldn't help feeling his face burn with embarrassment.
The Silver Horse Club alone was worth billions, not to mention the powerful background needed to open such a club in a place like Tianhai City.
Yet he had absurdly told a wealthy and powerful woman that he would take care of her for a lifetime. Ridiculous!
However, Shen Silin didn't notice Yang Yu's embarrassment at all, as her mind was elsewhere.
The two took the elevator to the second floor, where a tall, cold-faced female bodyguard was waiting at the elevator entrance. "Mr. Shen, if we don't get her to the hospital soon, she might die here, which could cause a lot of unnecessary trouble."
"Since she won't go to the hospital herself, that must mean it's not safe to go," Shen Silin said. "This guy says he can cure the poison. Let him try."
"This guy?" The female bodyguard frowned, clearly skeptical, but she didn't say anything more.
Since Shen Silin had agreed, she couldn't object.
Yang Yu followed Shen Silin back to the earlier private room. The poisoned client was none other than Sister Wu, who had earlier tried to seduce him!
Seeing Sister Wu lying on the sofa with knife wounds all over, her face pale and life hanging by a thread, a dark sense of satisfaction couldn't help but surge in Yang Yu's heart: "Serves her right! What karma!"
But still very "professional," since he had promised Shen Silin to help cure the poison, no matter how much he disliked the woman, he would make a move.
Yang Yu placed his hand on Sister Wu's wrist and, using the medical skills from the Yin Yang Nine Mysterious Scripture, quickly made a diagnosis. "It's good we didn't send her to the hospital. Going there would have been a dead end. This is a poison named 'Heart-shattering Powder.' Within an hour, the victim's heart will surely burst and cause death."