Stepping on the Demoness to become the strongest-Chapter 459 - 55: I Have Many Friends

Chapter 459: Chapter 55: I Have Many Friends

Seeing her mother’s disbelief, Yan Jing was somewhat at a loss for words.

Isn’t it understandable? My elder brother is now, after all, the number one cultivator in Lu Country, and many beautiful sisters like him, right?

Alas, in Mom’s eyes, no matter how accomplished her children are, they are always children who have never grown up.

Anyway, I’ve done my duty to inform. When the sisters start arriving one by one, don’t blame me for not telling you!

The group continued to watch the competition in the living room, and as Yan Yu had predicted, it was indeed thrilling yet safe. Several times, Yang Linhui’s casting was nearly interrupted, but Lord Master quickly turned the tide and narrowly saved the situation.

Only when Cai Qianlong completely refined the nerve center of the Mysterious Realm did the situation completely turn around.

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With control over the prohibitions of the Mysterious Realm, cultivators from Lu Country soon launched a counterattack, beating the opposition into a complete rout. If it hadn’t been for Park Changmin displaying his formidable power and desperately covering for them, they might have all fallen there.

“This match was played quite beautifully,” Yan Yu finally concluded.

After the two teams of cultivators entered the Mysterious Realm, they didn’t engage with the allied forces directly but quickly located the goalkeeper and used the terrain to their advantage, refining the nerve center first—classic special forces decapitation tactics that maximized the advantage of having fewer but stronger individuals.

Looking at the time, it was already 11:40 PM.

Yan Yu’s parents and sister had gone to sleep, and Yan Yu himself had cleaned up and returned to his bedroom.

Zhao Yuanzhen, although provided a guest room by the family, as usual preferred not to stay in it… just like at the Jinling Villa, despite having her own bedroom, she always insisted on sleeping in my bed every night.

Alas, the Enchantress, though her fierce nature is unchanged, has at least been trained by me to stick to one bed! That’s considered a meritorious deed.

“Although it’s New Year’s Eve, we mustn’t forget to do our Breathing and Energy Refining exercises,” the Demonic Sect Enchantress soon came through the wall and declared righteously, “Cultivation is like rowing upstream, not advancing is retreating; let’s start training at once!”

“No rush,” Yan Yu said, “I’m waiting for the New Year.”

“That’s unnecessary,” Zhao Yuanzhen, sitting on the bed, complained, “Why do you people love celebrating festivals so much? We never celebrate them.”

“You don’t understand,” Yan Yu said, “You’ll see soon enough.”

As the time moved to 11:59 PM, the messages in his phone finally started increasing, many people sending “Happy New Year,” occasionally mixed with a spontaneous red packet… Zhao Yuanzhen, no longer asking questions, quickly positioned herself by the phone, intensively scouting all major chat groups, furiously tapping whenever a red packet appeared.

“Your family’s internet is too bad…” Her complaint hadn’t finished when suddenly the loud sounds of firecrackers erupted outside.

The New Year had arrived.

Yan Yu picked up his phone again, seeing many friends sending him New Year’s wishes.

Some were obviously sent in bulk, like “Wishing you everything goes well” or “May all your wishes come true”; Yan Yu used The Great Technique of Moving Flowers and Connecting Trees, forwarding A’s wishes to B and B’s to A, and that was that.

But some were clearly “written for Yan Yu,” and he seriously replied to them, such as Yun Jin, Ningning, Ruoxi, Ling Yun… Chen Lingyun, that woman, can be ignored; that’s another story.

“How’s it going, Old Yan?” Liu Longtao also sent a message, “Am I awesome or what?”

“Awesome,” Yan Yu responded tersely, and then he blocked him—because Lord Master was definitely going to start bragging.

“Happy New Year,” Ye Jun also messaged, “Are you asleep?”

“Not yet, waiting for you,” Yan Yu replied.

“Haha, I don’t believe you,” Ye Jun typed, “I’m at the airport, just dismounted my Flying Sword; fighting on New Year’s Eve, shedding tears.”

“Tough,” Yan Yu replied, “consider it attending the Spring Festival Gala. Oh, by the way, the viewer ratings for this match, they say, are even higher than the Spring Festival Gala.”

“So I’m famous now?” Ye Jun joked.

“Your fame is known by everyone from Northeast to Nanjiang,” Yan Yu answered.

After chatting for a few sentences, Li Minghu also sent a message:

“Happy New Year. My parents and Ah Jiang just came to see me, they’ve gone back now.”

“You’re still in the hospital?” Yan Yu asked in surprise.

“Yeah.” Though there were no voices in online chatting, Li Minghu’s “yeah” seemed to contain endless sadness, “They said they’re afraid I’ll have a sudden attack, only making the doctors and nurses accompany me here for New Year’s.”

“And me,” Yan Yu typed, “I’m also accompanying you.”

“No need,” Li Minghu replied, “You should sleep early.”

Ye Jun sent another message, and Yan Yu hurried to reply. Typing halfway, Li Minghu’s message also came; he quickly switched to check it, hurriedly replied to Ye Jun, then switched back to type to Li Minghu… Juggling both, he was incredibly busy.

After grabbing all the red packets, Zhao Yuanzhen calculated her earnings at 59.62 yuan and couldn’t help but feel somewhat angry.

All this for such a small amount of money?

She impatiently tapped her leg, then looked at Yan Yu, who was still focused on typing, and said:

“I’m going to bed first, then; call me when you’re ready to start your practice.”

“Mm-hmm.” Yan Yu didn’t have time to pay her any attention because Tang Xiaolian had also sent a message:

“Happy New Year! Captain Yan, I have to tell you, Captain Zhou has started arguing with her family…”

“Captain Zhou has a family?” Yan Yu was surprised, “Wasn’t this girl abandoned by her parents and raised by her grandmother since she was a child?”

“Yes, exactly.” Tang Xiaolian began to explain.

It turned out that after Zhou Hongyu became the captain of the Huofeng Team and achieved fame and fortune, it also caught the attention of her biological parents.

Her father, who hadn’t cared for over a decade, including her grandparents, had now started to show warmth and tried to mend the relationship.

Of course, with Zhou Hongyu’s stubborn temperament, she simply blocked them all and ignored them.

Her mother’s side was a bit disgusting; apparently, she’d call every so often to harass her, sometimes crying and claiming how she had no choice but to leave her with her grandmother, and at other times, insulting her for being disobedient, ungrateful, and lacking in filial piety, which infuriated Zhou Hongyu. After blocking her number, the mother would just switch to a new number a few days later and call again, proving to be incredibly persistent.

Yan Yu slightly furrowed his brows, thinking that he hadn’t known about this reason in his past life.

Could it be that Zhou Hongyu’s death in his past life wasn’t entirely due to her self-destructive tendencies, but also related to her mother’s constant harassment?

“Did you tell the leaders?” Yan Yu asked.

“Not yet.” Tang Xiaolian replied, “Captain Zhou doesn’t want us to report this upwards.”

“Hmm…” Yan Yu initially typed, “Why don’t you secretly tell the military leaders about it,” thought for a moment, and quickly deleted the text.

Since Zhou Hongyu didn’t want to expose her family’s disgrace, Tang Xiaolian secretly snitching and making the issue public would undoubtedly affect how Zhou Hongyu views her severely.

Since this girl has secretly passed the information to me, I can’t just use her like trash, wiped out and discarded—that doesn’t fit the profile of someone with my noble character.

I’ll find an opportunity to help her out next time.

Yan Yu looked back at his phone; he had only chatted with Tang Xiaolian for a short while, and Ye Jun and Li Minghu had already sent him seven or eight messages.

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There was no choice but to quickly reply to the two of them.

“Hey, hey, I’m asking you!” Tang Xiaolian’s message popped up again.

Yan Yu quickly switched over to confirm; it turned out she was telling him “not to reveal anything about Captain Zhou’s situation to anyone else.”

“Of course, my mouth is zipped up tighter than anyone’s,” Yan Yu replied.

“You took so long to reply.” Tang Xiaolian asked discontentedly, “Are you chatting with someone else?”

“Yes.” Yan Yu said, “I’m actually chatting with Zhou Hongyu right now, mocking her about this situation.”

“Captain Zhou said at 10 PM in the group that she was going to sleep,” Tang Xiaolian clearly wasn’t fooled, “Who are you trying to fool here?”

“She’s fooling you,” Yan Yu said, “We’re currently chatting heatedly.”

Before Tang Xiaolian could respond, Ye Jun’s message came through:

“Why aren’t you replying to my messages? You’re chatting with someone else, aren’t you?”

Yan Yu suddenly felt a tightness in his breath and hurriedly typed a response:

“No way, I had just gone to the restroom, what’s up?”

Ye Jun didn’t respond, and Li Minghu also sent a message:

“Did you fall asleep?”

Yan Yu slightly furrowed his brows, thinking that the messaging efficiency on one phone was indeed a bit low, easily causing him to neglect one side while managing the other.

If he bought another phone, employing the method of Dual Sword Control to multitask, typing with each hand on a different phone, he could probably solve this issue… Hm?

Why was Yun Jin calling him now?

Upon checking, it turned out she had sent him several messages, which he hadn’t replied to for about ten minutes—during that time, he was caught up between Ye Jun, Li Minghu, and Tang Xiaolian, with incessant new messages, so he hadn’t managed to see her messages.

Alas, I have too many friends; interpersonal interactions are exhausting me!

Yan Yu picked up the phone nonchalantly and smiled:

“Happy New Year, Yun Jin.”

On the other end of the phone, Su Yunjin was about to ask what he had been doing (whether he was chatting with Ningning or Ling Yun), but hearing his greeting, she suddenly felt strangely reassured.

“Happy New Year, Captain,” she responded gently.