Invincible Young Master in the City
Chapter 845: 841: It's Almost There

Chapter 845: Chapter 841: It’s Almost There

Ye Fan drove back to Sunshine Neighborhood and entered the house.

Wei Ziling was curled up on the sofa in the living room, watching Korean dramas. She wasn’t using the TV, but a tablet instead, with her two long, slender legs propped up, holding the tablet, half-lying on the sofa, with a carton of yogurt on her chest, the straw clenched between her lips.

Due to wearing headphones, Wei Ziling didn’t hear Ye Fan entering. Meanwhile, a funny scene was playing in the Korean drama, and she giggled, not dropping the carton of yogurt that was rising and falling on her chest.

“Ahem!” Ye Fan intentionally coughed, startling Wei Ziling. She turned her head and saw Ye Fan, quickly saying, “Mr. Ye, you’re back?”

Ye Fan nodded and turned away.

Only then did Wei Ziling notice her posture and attire. Her pretty face turned red as she quickly tidied up, stood up, adjusted her clothes, and said, “Mr. Ye, I’ll go and serve your medicinal soup.”

Saying this, she hurried to the kitchen without waiting for Ye Fan’s response, took a deep breath, and glanced at the whiteness on her chest, thinking, didn’t Ye Fan just see everything a moment ago?

Thinking of this, Wei Ziling couldn’t help but blush again, though she felt a slight, inexplicable excitement.

Living under the same roof, both being young and single, according to Korean dramas, something should happen between them; it would be only natural.

Yet, for so long, it seemed like nothing had happened between them.

Is it because I’m not attractive enough? Does Mr. Ye not care for me at all?

Wei Ziling felt a bit disappointed, but after a moment, she shook her head hard, thinking, “Wei Ziling, what are you thinking all the time!”

She collected her scattered thoughts, poured the prepared medicinal soup into a bowl, and brought it to the living room.

The temperature of the medicinal soup was just right. Ye Fan took the soup but didn’t drink it immediately; instead, he sat there in a daze for a while.

“Mr. Ye, do you have something on your mind?” Wei Ziling hesitated a bit and asked suspiciously.

“Oh, nothing,” Ye Fan shook his head, picked up the medicinal soup, and finished it in a few sips. He used a napkin to wipe his mouth and said to Wei Ziling, who was cleaning up the soup bowl, “Oh, by the way, Ziling, from tomorrow, you can increase the dosage a bit.”

Wei Ziling was slightly taken aback and asked unexpectedly, “The current medicinal soup is already quite nourishing. Does Mr. Ye feel it’s not enough?”

Ye Fan nodded, didn’t explain further, and went back to the room to practice the Rising Dragon Stance. The medicinal power was quickly absorbed by the body. After fifteen minutes, he ended the stance and went to shower in the bathroom.

Wei Ziling, preparing the medicinal meal for tomorrow in the kitchen, heard sounds from the bathroom, and couldn’t help but be a little absent-minded. Compared to the fair-skinned, creamy male protagonists in Korean dramas, Ye Fan wasn’t handsome, but his features were sharp and precise, as if chiseled by a knife. He had a tall stature, with tight and well-proportioned muscles, entirely different from those merely superficial ones developed in gyms. His actions were steady, and his words weren’t frivolous, exuding male charm at every turn.

Wei Ziling was a graduate from a renowned 211 university, specializing in nutrition. When looking at people, she instinctively viewed them from a professional perspective, and Ye Fan was definitely the healthiest and most attractive man she had ever seen.

Listening to the faint sound of running water from the bathroom, Wei Ziling plunged into a whirlpool of thoughts.

About ten minutes later, when Ye Fan emerged, wrapped in a towel, he saw Wei Ziling still in the kitchen. Ye Fan reminded, “No need to rush, preparing it tomorrow won’t be too late.”

Wei Ziling came to her senses and quickly responded with an “Oh.”

Seeing her somewhat odd expression, Ye Fan couldn’t help but ask, “Is something the matter?”

“No, no, no, nothing’s wrong. Mr. Ye, you can go rest, I’ll be done soon,” Wei Ziling said with a flushed face.

Ye Fan didn’t give it much thought, returned to his room, adjusted his breathing for a while, and began to practice Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound.

Practicing martial arts is a process of accumulating steadily, requiring daily perseverance, especially for the highest secret transmission of Xingyi Boxing, Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound, which demands extreme diligence from the cultivator. Missing even one day, the tempered muscles, bones, and even visceral membranes would quickly revert to the condition of days or even weeks prior.

Moreover, Ye Fan now vaguely sees the threshold of transforming energy, making it even more imperative not to slack. Once he enters transforming energy, he can practice Nine Yang Divine Skill, and Li Zhaojun’s personality can recover.

The Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound mantra and mental method taught by Zhuo Junwu were deeply ingrained in Ye Fan’s mind. Following the mantra, he began to practice, and soon, the joints in his body started to resonate. Gradually, the resonance amplitude decreased but the frequency increased, emitting a subtle sound.

Each joint emitted a small sound, but when the sounds of the total 206 bones in the body came together, it became a continuous series of rustling noises.

The vibration of the bones caused the surrounding meridians and flesh to vibrate, spreading towards the surrounding body tissues.

The initial stage of ancient martial arts cultivators involves strengthening Qi-Blood, tempering muscles, and fortifying internal organs. Ye Fan has reached the late stage of dark energy, his flesh and internal organs having almost reached the maximum intensity a human body could achieve. Beyond that, it’s the transformative stage of bone cleansing and refining.

The so-called cleansing and refining of bones is about eliminating internal impurities and waste, clearing the meridians, strengthening the constitution, enhancing overall harmony, achieving a qualitative enhancement.

Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound can be used not only as an offensive technique but also to strengthen one’s physique during practice.

However, the vibration of bones, flesh, and meridians stimulates nerves, causing pain, a sensation unbearable for ordinary people.

Pain and fatigue attacked simultaneously. Ye Fan took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and continued to persevere.

During the first practice of Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound, with Master Zhuo Junwu by his side, Ye Fan persisted for only over a minute. Back then, Zhuo Junwu said with his physical condition at that time, he could practice three times a day, each time no more than ten minutes.

Lately, Ye Fan vaguely saw the threshold of transformation, his body in a mysterious state, so tonight he attempted to extend the practice time of Tiger and Leopard Thunder Sound by two minutes.

The rustling sounds started. Although not loud, like rolling thunder in the sky grinding continuously and endlessly.

Wei Ziling, nestled on the living room sofa, had long been accustomed to these sounds, not paying much attention, continuing to watch her Korean drama. But this time, the noise lasted a bit longer. Despite wearing headphones, regardless of the volume being maxed out, she could still hear the pervasive rustling sounds.

After a while, Wei Ziling felt a wave of chest tightness and dizziness, shaking her head in puzzlement, thinking, “What’s happening to me?”