DPECT 01

Chapter – 01

Girlfriend’s Betrayal, Obtaining the Inheritance

“Zhang Yang, no.”

“Xia Wei, please, just give it to me.”

“Get lost…”

Inside a luxury room at the Dongzhu Hotel, costing fifteen hundred yuan a night, Zhang Yang fell off the bed.

The one who kicked him off was his girlfriend, Xia Wei. They had been dating for over two years.

He had spent all his savings on her, yet he had never managed to take that final step, and now he had just been kicked out of bed.

“Zhang Yang, take a cab back yourself.” Xia Wei covered her body with the blanket and said coldly.

“Why?”

“This is my first time. What if you go wild and force yourself on me in the middle of the night?” She threw the clothes from the bedside at him and ordered fiercely, “Get out now.”

Zhang Yang listlessly put on his clothes. Suddenly, a voice sounded in his mind: “What a fucking waste. You’re not worthy of being a man.”

Who?

Zhang Yang looked around but saw no one.

“I am the Hehuan Patriarch, the streak of light from the night before last.”

The night before last, Zhang Yang had been watching the stars in the wild when a streak of light suddenly fell from the sky and entered his body.

He had been terrified. After two days passed with no reaction from his body, he had pushed the matter to the back of his mind.

“What the hell is the Hehuan Patriarch?” Zhang Yang asked in confusion.

“My soul has been severely damaged. I’ll first pass on a cultivation technique to you. Once you’ve cultivated to a certain level and nourished me, I’ll be able to awaken again.”

Immediately after, Zhang Yang felt a flood of memories pouring into his mind.

“Supreme Elder of the Hehuan Sect, an unorthodox top-tier sect.”

“Forcefully drugged a Female Emperor. After succeeding, was pursued by her and had my physical body destroyed.”

“A single wisp of my remnant soul drifted to this realm.”

After digesting the memories, Zhang Yang was stunned beyond words.

This Hehuan Patriarch was way too badass—he even dared to forcefully take a Female Emperor. He was truly the ultimate fighter among men.

“Remember, women are tools, not gods.”

After saying these final words, the Hehuan Patriarch went offline.

“What are you still standing there for? Get lost!”

Seeing Zhang Yang still frozen in place, Xia Wei roared.

“Say that again if you dare.”

Zhang Yang grabbed her hand and stared at her with a fierce gaze.

Suddenly, a line of text popped up in his mind: Non-yuan-yin body, Yin Qi value 1.

Zhang Yang was stunned speechless, and the next moment, he was furious.

After acquiring the memories, he already knew the meaning of these words.

Yuan-yin body: the state of being a virgin.

Yin Qi value: counts 1 for each day without sleeping with a man; resets to zero after sleeping with one.

That meant this bitch had just slept with a man yesterday!

She actually claimed it was her first time and said no cohabitation before marriage—fuck your mother.

“Zhang Yang, how dare you yell at me!”

Xia Wei pointed at the door and shouted, “Get out! Now! Immediately!”

Staring at this naked body before him, Zhang Yang felt a mix of anger and a rising desire.

This woman was cheap, but there was no denying that both her looks and figure were top-notch.

Thinking about how he had spent over a hundred thousand on her without even touching her—it was such a loss.

“What are you trying to do?”

Seeing the bloodshot look in Zhang Yang’s eyes, Xia Wei started to panic.

The next moment, Zhang Yang pounced on her.

“Zhang Yang, what are you doing? This is illegal!”

Xia Wei struggled desperately, but how could she possibly overpower a grown man like Zhang Yang?

“We’re a couple—who would believe your word?”

Zhang Yang ignored her and launched into a storm-like assault, simultaneously practicing the *Dragon-Phoenix Nourishing Origin Art* passed down by the Patriarch.

Unfortunately, a woman with a Yin Qi value of only 1 and a non-pure-yin body had no dual-cultivation value whatsoever.

Afterward, Zhang Yang looked at the clean bedsheet and said coldly, “Bitch, this is what you call being a virgin?”

Xia Wei lay limp on the bed, not wanting to move at all. She had never imagined that the seemingly frail Zhang Yang could be this fierce.

“Zhang Yang, I was riding a bicycle and accidentally—”

Before she could finish, Zhang Yang slapped her across the face.

At a time like this, you’re still telling me you accidentally rode a bicycle? Do you even have any shame?

“How dare you hit me?” Xia Wei was stunned.

“Give my money back, or I’ll make sure you can’t walk tomorrow.” Zhang Yang said coldly.

“Try it.”

“Watch me.”

Zhang Yang pinned her to the bed, ready to torment her again.

Xia Wei recalled the earlier process—it felt okay at first, but afterward was pure agony. If she endured that again, she suspected she’d need to call an ambulance. This guy was an absolute demon.

“I’ll pay.”

Knowing she wouldn’t get out tonight without bleeding some cash, Xia Wei picked up her phone and transferred ten thousand yuan.

“Are you begging a beggar? A hundred thousand, not a cent less.”

After hesitating for a moment, Xia Wei transferred another ninety thousand.

After leaving the room, she said venomously, “I promise you won’t live to spend that money.”

Zhang Yang didn’t bother with her. He was still immersed in the thrill of growing stronger.

The Hehuan Patriarch was right—women are tools, never gods.

Continuing to digest the memories, Zhang Yang discovered that they not only contained the cultivation method for the *Dragon-Phoenix Nourishing Origin Art*, but also skills involving medicine, elixirs, spells, Daoist arts, and the seven arts of cultivation. Unfortunately, his realm was too low, and the only thing he could use was medicine.

And coincidentally, Zhang Yang’s profession was a doctor.

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The next morning, Zhang Yang arrived at the hospital early.

He was an intern in the Urology Department at Jiangnan City Third People’s Hospital.

A tall, graceful figure walked past, accompanied by a waft of fragrance, and a McDonald’s logo appeared in his sight.

“Director Liu, good morning.” Zhang Yang greeted her.

The woman was Liu Piaoxu, the deputy director of the Urology Department, who had just been transferred to the department a few days ago.

Fair-skinned, beautiful, and cold—those were the labels she carried in Zhang Yang’s mind.

Liu Piaoxu nodded slightly, her attitude somewhat aloof.

“The floor is a bit wet, Director Liu, please be careful—”

Before he could finish, Liu Piaoxu let out a startled cry and began to fall backward.

Zhang Yang happened to be standing right behind her. He quickly caught her, his palms bracing against her.

This logo… was way too big!

Zhang Yang was stunned, momentarily losing all ability to react.

At that moment, a line of text suddenly popped up in his mind: Yuan-yin body, Yin Qi value 300.

She was actually still a virgin?

Zhang Yang stared in disbelief at the woman before him.

Twenty-eight years old, a medical doctorate, working in urology, having performed no fewer than dozens—if not hundreds—of circumcision surgeries. And yet she was still a virgin. It was truly hard to believe.

“What are you standing there for? Help me up.” Liu Piaoxu snapped.

Zhang Yang quickly helped her up: “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it.”

“What just happened—don’t you dare tell anyone.”

Liu Piaoxu warned him severely and entered her office.

Zhang Yang sniffed his right hand. A unique fragrance of a woman still lingered between his fingers.

This woman was absolutely top-tier. If he could dual-cultivate with her, his strength would definitely increase quite a bit.