Chapter 65: The Thunderbolt Pearl

His leg had been blown up so badly that even the healing powder provided by the system didn’t work as quickly as before. Still, it wasn’t quite to the point where he needed to take the Reviving Herb.

Su Yao applied the medicine with a triumphant grin. “Looks like my Thunder Pearl really packs a punch. Just look—the bone’s exposed. Wow, your bones are really white and delicate.”

Xiang Nan ground his teeth. “Su Da Yao, that’s enough. Am I your lab rat? From now on, all Rebirth Pills go to Ya Ya—not a single one for you.”

Su Yao smiled calmly. “No problem. You give them to Ya Ya, and Ya Ya gives them to me. Just one extra step, that’s all.”

Seeing Xiang Nan sweating from the pain, Su Yao quickly tried to appease him. “Okay, okay, I admit I was wrong. Until your leg heals, I’ll be your legs. Whatever you want me to do, I’ll do it. Is that good enough?”

Xiang Nan knew she was straightforward by nature and wouldn’t really hold it against her. He changed the subject. “By the way, I haven’t seen Ya Ya these past few days. Where is she?”

Su Yao pouted. “Her dad took her back to the Xu family. Said she had to take care of something, all mysterious-like. Wouldn’t even tell me what’s going on.”

Xiang Nan simply replied, “Oh,” and asked no more.

Unfortunately, at that moment, Xiang Nan couldn’t hold it any longer—he needed to relieve himself. Though his leg wasn’t fully healed, walking was now manageable. But seeing Su Yao acting so nonchalant beside him, he couldn’t resist teasing her. He crooked his finger at her.

“Aren’t you supposed to be my legs? Nature calls—I need the bathroom!”

Su Yao squinted at him. “The bathroom, huh? Should I go find the security guard?”

“No way—I can’t hold it anymore!”

“Uh! Fine, I’ll help you.”

Xiang Nan draped his long arm over Su Yao’s shoulder, shifting nearly all his weight onto her. Su Yao nearly stumbled from the sudden pressure.

“Nan, how are you so heavy when you look so skinny?”

“Don’t you know the saying—slim in clothes, muscular underneath? You can’t judge by appearances. My muscles are pretty strong.”

“That’s true. Grabbing you now, your chest is pretty firm.”

As she spoke, Su Yao reached out her left hand and squeezed Xiang Nan’s chest, feeling his muscles.

Caught off guard, Xiang Nan leaned even more heavily into her, almost falling onto her.

“What are you doing? My chest isn’t for random grabs. I have to get my revenge!”

Before he finished speaking, Xiang Nan’s mischievous hand reached out, thinking to playfully tussle—surely Su Yao would fend him off.

But Su Yao’s mind worked in unexpected ways. She deliberately straightened her chest.

“Just be gentle, okay? I don’t have tough muscles like you. If you grab too hard, it’ll hurt.”

Her words and actions made Xiang Nan hesitate. Staring at the fullness beneath her clothes, he swallowed and instead pinched her cheek.

“This is more satisfying—so smooth and soft.”

Jokes were jokes, but he knew not to take it too far.

By now, they had reached the bathroom. Standing before the urinal, Su Yao glanced at Xiang Nan awkwardly.

“From here on, I can’t help you. Should I wait nearby until you’re done?”

Even as bold as Su Yao was, she couldn’t just stand there and watch.

Xiang Nan endured the pain. “Wait? Aren’t you my legs? Turn around and hold me up!”

His leg was healing slowly, and he still couldn’t stand steadily on his own.

With no choice, Su Yao turned her face away, but kept Xiang Nan’s weight on her shoulder.

As soon as she turned, Xiang Nan got down to business. He really couldn’t hold it anymore.

The moment the water flowed, relief washed over him. The sound echoed loudly, making Su Yao’s cheeks flush pink. For someone like her, that was no small matter.

Seeing her blush, Xiang Nan’s mood brightened for reasons he couldn’t explain.

“Ouch, my stomach hurts!” Xiang Nan clutched his belly, feigning distress.

“What’s wrong? I didn’t blow up your stomach. Let me see—lift your shirt. If it’s serious, I’ll apply more medicine.” Su Yao was genuinely worried.

“Medicine? Nothing of the sort. I just… need to go number two. You’re my legs, you can’t abandon me now.” Xiang Nan looked at Su Yao with feigned innocence, secretly chuckling to himself.

“What?” Su Yao’s face twisted in disgust. “No way, Nan. Maybe you should just hold it! It’s not too late to wait until your leg heals.”

“Nonsense—you think this is something you can just hold back?”

“Whether you can or not, you have to try!”

The two were locked in a heated argument.

Suddenly, with a thunderous boom, the bathroom door was shattered by a surging wave of energy, splintering in all directions.

At the entrance stood a bald, monstrous man, his eyes brimming with evil. His mouth, lined with tetracycline-stained teeth, opened wide, and a powerful crimson flame burst forth, rushing toward Xiang Nan and Su Yao.

Though injured, Xiang Nan had no time to hesitate. He scooped Su Yao into his arms and leaped aside.

Su Yao was stunned. Weren’t you unable to stand? That move was pretty agile!

Xiang Nan gave an awkward laugh, instinctively touching his leg—it was nearly healed.

The flames died down, and at the doorway, the bald villain grinned at them.

“Lucky you dodged the power of the Fire Cloud Demon God. Next time, you won’t be so fortunate.”

What the—Fire Cloud Demon God?

Anyone who’d seen Stephen Chow’s movies knew how formidable he was!

Just now, he’d spewed flames from his mouth—far fiercer than the movie version.

At this moment, the Fire Cloud Demon God stared unblinkingly at Xiang Nan, making his skin crawl.

Still, as the saying goes, never lose your composure. Xiang Nan shook out his neat bangs, summoned his inner energy, and combined it with the spirit at his brow, exerting a pressure that even the Fire Cloud Demon God felt, making him hesitate.

With Xiang Nan there, Su Yao seemed unfazed.

As expected, after Xiang Nan demonstrated his aura, he was bound to draw a weapon.

But then—

Crash!

He pulled an old rattan chair from his system’s storage.

Given his posture, anyone would expect him to brandish some peerless sword and duel the Fire Cloud Demon God.

But instead, he produced a rattan chair?

Even the Fire Cloud Demon God laughed. “Kid, are you planning to throw that chair at me? Are you playing house?”

Xiang Nan sat down. “Oh, it’s so much more comfortable sitting.”

The Fire Cloud Demon God stood while Xiang Nan sat, giving him a height advantage in attitude.

Beside him, the demon’s mouth twitched. “Brat, you’re pretty cocky. Soon, I’ll have you lying on the floor—much more comfortable!”

Su Yao didn’t understand Xiang Nan’s intent and quietly prepared to attack.

But Xiang Nan pulled her close. “My leg isn’t fully healed. Looks like we’ll have to work together!”

With that, he twisted Su Yao’s body, positioning her like an arrow aimed straight at the Fire Cloud Demon God.