Supreme Cultivation Master

Fang Nan thought for a while and said, "Then let’s have a drinking competition. Don’t tell me you’re just some frail woman who can’t drink!"

Ye Fan immediately interjected, "Can you two just give it a rest?"

"Get lost!" both women shouted at him simultaneously.

In that instant, Ye Fan wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into. He was completely helpless, stripped of his dignity as the King of Heaven and bullied by two women.

Su Qingxue immediately agreed, "Fine! As if I’m afraid of you!"

"Let’s go!"

The two women led the way, with Ye Fan hurriedly following, attending to them as if they were his imperial grandmothers.

Arriving at a nearby bar, Su Qingxue and Fang Nan sat opposite each other. The killing intent in their eyes was so palpable that even Ye Fan felt a flicker of fear. To say he wasn’t scared would be a lie.

Then, they each had three bottles of red wine brought to their table.

Ye Fan could only scoff to himself, Pfft, Laozi thought you were going to drink hard liquor! Who are you trying to scare with this red wine that’s no different from water?

At that moment, he truly relaxed, thinking that since the women had ordered red wine, they couldn’t really get drunk.

The two women immediately started drinking, downing glass after glass with a competitive ferocity that didn’t suit red wine at all.

After they had each drunk two bottles, Su Qingxue and Fang Nan’s faces were flushed, and their speech began to slur.

Ye Fan felt helpless. It seemed that whether one got drunk on red wine really depended on the person. He was now completely convinced the two of them would get drunk. It was time for him to step up and act like a real man.

He said, "Alright, stop drinking. Too much is bad for you!"

"Waiter, more wine!"

The two women completely ignored him.

Ye Fan was furious. Stroking his chin, he wondered, Should I take advantage of them being drunk and kill two birds with one stone?

It had to be said, his thoughts were truly wicked—so wicked the world itself might not tolerate him.

Just then, Su Qingxue suddenly slumped onto the table.

Fang Nan mocked, "You lost, haha!"

No sooner had she finished speaking than she passed out as well. Ye Fan was left completely bewildered. Who should I take home? It seems taking either of them home would be a bad idea.

He didn’t want to gravely offend the other woman, but he couldn’t just leave them here either.

Ye Fan’s heart pounded. Am I really going to kill two birds with one stone tonight? But he wasn’t that despicable. In his own words: Laozi is so handsome, do I really need them to be drunk to make a move? Who do they take Laozi for?

So, he helplessly said, "Check, please!"

What else can I do? Both women are drunk, so it falls on me, the broke loser, to pay. I’m so helpless.

The waiter came over with the bill and asked, "Sir, the total is 35,800. Will you be paying with a card or cash?"

Instantly, Ye Fan’s head throbbed, and he almost felt faint. 35,800 was no small sum!

He immediately sputtered, "How can it be so expensive? It was just a few bottles of red wine!"

"Well, sir, they ordered our establishment’s most expensive red wines, so the price is a bit high!"

Ye Fan was speechless, so frustrated he felt like he might sustain an internal injury. With a pained heart, he swiped his card and then led the two women away.

"I want more! I’ll drink you under the table!"

"Bring it on! Who’s afraid of you!"

It had to be said, they were still making a fuss even while drunk, leaving him utterly helpless.

Ye Fan found the closest hotel and helped the two women inside.

"A room!" he told the hotel cashier.

The cashier looked at him with surprise. From her perspective, Ye Fan had to be a handsome, wealthy man. Otherwise, two stunning gold-diggers like them would never be with him at the same time. In fact, the cashier had it all wrong. On the contrary, Ye Fan was the nobody, while these two women both came from significant backgrounds.

Seeing the cashier just staring, Ye Fan snapped, "What are you looking at?! Just get me the key!" He was beyond exasperated.

The cashier finally handed him the room key.

Ye Fan placed the two women on the bed, covered them with a blanket, and then went to sit in the outer room by himself with a cup of coffee.

However, he soon heard a commotion. Entering the room, he found the two women tearing at each other in their drunken slumber, the blanket having fallen onto the floor. A scene of sensual chaos unfolded before his eyes.

Ye Fan almost lost control, but thankfully, he quickly circulated his energy to regain his composure.

The two women’s long legs were revealed, each beautiful in their own way. Higher up, their sleeping positions were anything but peaceful: Su Qingxue was clutching Fang Nan’s peaks, while Fang Nan had a fistful of Su Qingxue’s hair. They were competing even in their sleep.

On anyone else, this scene would have been a total eyesore, but on these two, it was a unique kind of beauty.

Ye Fan couldn’t bear to pull them apart, but he knew he had to.

Just as he approached the bed and began to separate them, their long legs suddenly kicked out.

The next moment, Ye Fan’s face went pale as he clutched his injured crotch, half-kneeling by the bed.

"I admit it, you two are ruthless!" he gasped.

He was miserable. All he could think was, I’m really, really hurt! I’m starting to wonder if they did that on purpose. How could they be so accurate? I just took two consecutive critical hits to a man’s most vulnerable and vital spot! Even a mighty King of Heaven can’t withstand that!

After what felt like an eternity, they finally settled down. Ye Fan was about to leave when Fang Nan stirred awake—though she was by no means sober.

Blearily, she pointed at Ye Fan and slurred, "You, come here!"

"What is it?"

He approached, nervously covering his most vulnerable spot. I can’t get hit again. If I do, I’ll go down in history as the most powerful eunuch King of Heaven.

As he got close, the disheveled Fang Nan suddenly kissed him. Ye Fan was caught completely off guard. Happiness came so suddenly!

He wanted to resist, but as a man, two voices instantly warred in his head. One consciousness told him, Resist my ass! Go for it! This is the perfect opportunity! Have you gotten used to them bullying you? Don’t forget, you’re the King of Heaven! Show them your true power and take them both! It’s now or never!

The other consciousness chimed in, He’s right. Do it!

Ye Fan shook his head slightly, only to realize Fang Nan had slipped her tongue into his mouth. The scene was so intimate. This is too much, I can’t take it...

However, just as they were getting into it, Su Qingxue also woke up. She was still drunk, but when she saw the two of them flaunting their affection right in front of her, she was enraged.

She immediately strode forward and pushed Fang Nan away.

Then, she kissed Ye Fan. Faced with this second wave of bliss, Ye Fan could only think, Bring on the storm, and let it be even fiercer!

Both women were top-tier beauties, but they definitely had two different flavors, two distinct styles. They were like platinum and Gold. Both were precious metals, but each had its own character. Gold was opulent and grand, while platinum was sleek and stylish.

Ye Fan was lost in his bliss.

Fang Nan, having been pushed away, was furious. She lunged forward and grabbed a fistful of Su Qingxue’s hair. Crying out in pain, Su Qingxue began to wrestle with Fang Nan.

When their two magnificent assets flew into view, Ye Fan’s nose started bleeding. Seeing those full, jade-like peaks, he could only think, Laozi is wounded!

At this very moment, he couldn’t help but reach out his right hand to get a feel, but just as he did, the two women embraced and fell back into a deep sleep.

His prize snatched away at the last second, a miserable Ye Fan cried out, "This is torture!"

Such a perfect opportunity! If I’d been just a little faster, I would have made it. Why did I have to pretend to be a righteous gentleman? Look at me now, the chance is gone. If I try to force it now, I’ll end up in jail.

He cursed his rotten luck. A dark fire had been stoked within him, and all he could do was circulate his energy to suppress the raging flames.

He had to admit, the image of those four ’unexplored peaks’ was now permanently seared into his brain, destined to torment him. Yes, absolute torment.