Chapter 937: Chapter 5 Fitness_2

“Like this?”

“Lower your center of gravity, push your butt back a bit… Are you tilting your pelvis forward? Later on, don’t just rely on your thigh muscles, you also need to use your abdominal and back muscles, otherwise, you’ll tire easily.”

“Hmph.” Xie Ruoxi tried a few squats and couldn’t help but laugh joyfully, “This suits me! Planks are too tiring, I don’t like stretching my legs either, squats are the best!”

Yan Yu didn’t say anything, just lazily yawned and said:

“You keep practicing, I’m going to take a nap.”

“Hey!” Xie Ruoxi complained, “You said you’d join me, how can you let me exercise alone?”

But Yan Yu didn’t pay her any attention and just comfortably closed his eyes.

This irked Xie Ruoxi a bit. So, it’s like that, huh? You prefer Sister Zhao and are just humoring me?

Feeling somewhat unconvinced, she decided to tough it out even more. Even if she couldn’t outdo Sister Zhao, at least she wouldn’t fall behind!

Half an hour later.

Looking at Xie Ruoxi who had fallen sound asleep on his chest, Yan Yu was a bit speechless.

This good-for-nothing is really just a flash in the pan, built-in backout, full of energy during the workout and now suddenly lazy again.

If it were usual times, Yan Yu wouldn’t let her continue to be so languid. He would definitely wake her up and continue the training, but considering that the Crossing Tribulation was tomorrow, it seemed he shouldn’t push too hard.

Well, we’ll talk about it next time.

Yan Yu turned over, took Xie Ruoxi in his arms, and closed his eyes deeply.

Xie Ruoxi nudged a little in his embrace, feeling the warmth of his arms and chest, and unconsciously entered a peculiar dream.

In her dream, she hadn’t met Yan Yu, but instead went through the cosplay convention as usual before returning to her cramped rental room, continuing her impoverished life of barely scraping by from photography jobs.

In the days that followed, there were opportunities for change. For instance, she met several wealthy guys online who said they would offer her “a more comfortable life”, which she did not hesitate to reject.

Photography, cosplay, making videos, live streaming… Xie Ruoxi was forced by poverty to repeatedly try different tracks, but photography was too competitive, cosplay a mere hobby, video earnings low, and her live stream couldn’t attract many new followers. The old followers were abstruse masters of baiting, never tipping a penny, yet when it came to writing comments, they were all bursting with talent, hard to bear.

Xie Ruoxi grew tired of this hopeless life. She gave up all her ambitions (though there wasn’t much to begin with), completely let loose, and rambled to her fans about having a super handsome Cultivator boyfriend, which led to relentless teasing and mockery from them.

To prove that she wasn’t lying, she began to write diary entries in her posts, fabricating daily stories with her boyfriend. She even made a skin suit for herself, claiming her boyfriend didn’t want her to show her face on camera. Strangely, ever since she disguised herself, the platform’s traffic began to strangely increase, attracting many new followers to her stream who were all infatuated with her skin suit…

Xie Ruoxi suddenly woke up.

She zoned out for a while and finally realized it was just a dream. That monotonous, dull, suffocating life of poverty was nothing but her own rejection and fear of the past.

Xie Ruoxi hated her past.

The more she detested that powerless version of herself, the more she cherished everything she had now. Just being aware that she was not dreaming filled her with an endless sense of happiness.

Thank you, Captain, for rescuing me from Hell and bringing me to this dreamlike paradise.

In return, I am willing to do anything for you…

Xie Ruoxi gazed at the sleeping Yan Yu, leaned in gently for a kiss, then red-faced, she burrowed into the blankets.

Yan Yu remained deeply asleep, his brow subtly smoothing out, as if he were floating among the clouds.

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The next morning.

Yan Yu slowly woke from his sleep and found not only had his body been wiped down but he was also dressed in clean pajamas.

“Captain, you’re awake?” Xie Ruoxi, sitting by the bed, quickly handed over a cup of water, “Please hydrate.”

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“Why so polite all of a sudden?” Yan Yu asked in surprise as he took the cup of water.

“This is mutual respect.” Xie Ruoxi suddenly knelt by the bed, respectfully kowtowing, “I am not talented, from now on, I will entrust you with the rest of my life.”

Yan Yu nearly spat out the water in his mouth. Are you addicted to cosplaying? Why the sudden leap into period drama?

But it’s not too abrupt, after all, we have… cough! So what if we’ve slept together? At most, it’s like confirming a relationship, but saying things like entrusting one’s life is just too heavy.

“I have to go back,” Yan Yu stood up and got out of bed, “to prepare for Crossing Tribulation.”

“Mhm.” Xie Ruoxi raised her head, respectfully saying, “I wish you a smooth Crossing Tribulation and success in your cultivation.”

“Hmph.” Of course, Yan Yu said, “That’s inevitable.”

Back in his own room, after washing up, Yan Yu stared at his reflection in the mirror and smiled slightly.

Not bad, I’m in surprisingly good shape; I feel like I could exceed my limits today.

He took out his phone and called Mei Yingxue.

“The Formation at the site has been set up,” Mei Yingxue replied, “I’ll send you the coordinates.”

“The entrance to the Wudang Mountain Mysterious Realm is technically accessible from the outside world due to our technology, so strictly speaking, the entire base is within the overlapping areas of both spaces. To enter the range of the heavenly tribulation, one must be at least 1200 meters away from the entrance to the Mysterious Realm. It’s also better to avoid disturbance from outsiders, so I chose the main peak of Tianzhu Mountain. This location is also convenient for Sword Control Cultivators to keep guard around.”

“That’s fine,” Yan Yu said, “I’ve said before, you choose wherever; I’m good with it.”

“Mhm, although I appreciate your trust in me, you also need to consider carefully, after all, it’s your Crossing Tribulation,” Mei Yingxue continued, “If the location isn’t right, it can be changed anytime, and there’s no need to rush for today’s tribulation.”

“No need to change,” Yan Yu asked, “What about the supplies?”

“Go and check in the warehouse, everything has already been sorted out,” Mei Yingxue paused for a moment, with the intention to persuade him not to rush the Crossing Tribulation, but then thought Yan Yu wouldn’t act recklessly and had chosen today for good reason. Any rash dissuasion could be distracting, so she let out a sigh in her heart but said nothing.

Yan Yu arrived at the warehouse to see two girls directing the staff of the base, doing the final checks on the supplies that were being brought out.

“The Flying Swords are all ready,” Li Minghu came over and said, “Standard Ten Thousand Bamboo Swords, one hundred and twenty sets.”

According to Li Minghu, the Ten Thousand Bamboo Sword is a set of average Wood Flying Swords with very ordinary attributes. Its uniqueness lies in the sheer quantity; a set consists of one hundred and eight swords, capable of both combined assaults and independent attacks, depending on the Sword Immortal’s multitasking ability.

Speaking of multitasking, Yan Yu considered himself second to none in this regard, confident that no one in the world dared to claim the first, so he could naturally maximize the full potential of the Ten Thousand Bamboo Swords.

That is, to serve as cannon fodder to perish together with the Tribulation Thunder.

“One hundred and twenty sets, they couldn’t have been excavated from the Mysterious Realm, right?” Yan Yu couldn’t help but click his tongue.

“No, they are industrially mass-produced,” Li Minghu said with a smile, “so feel free to use them generously; they’re not valuable.”

“Still, can’t be too wasteful,” Yan Yu laughed.

“For the Magic Treasures, we made a lower version substitute for the Xuan Guang Ruler,” Ye Jun joined the conversation, “It doesn’t have a name yet, but I plan to call it the Mini Xuan Guang Ruler.”

“The Mini Xuan Guang Ruler has a similar effect to the Xuan Guang Ruler; it can split into Light Flowers to block the lightning tribulation. However, due to its own performance limitations, it can only split into 10-12 Light Flowers before it breaks, but the advantage is that it doesn’t require your True Yuan–it’s driven directly by extracting the origin from within the Magic Treasure itself.”

“So it’s a so-called disposable Magic Treasure,” Yan Yu instantly understood. This kind of item was also very popular among Mortal Warriors in his previous life; it wasn’t something unfamiliar.

“Three hundred sets of Mini Xuan Guang Rulers,” Ye Jun looked a bit worried, “You need to refine and recognize them all as your own. Besides, the Mini Xuan Guang Ruler is not like the Ten Thousand Bamboo Sword that comes in sets; it’s a bit more troublesome to use.”

“No problem, I have Puppets,” Yan Yu was still calm, “Divine Consciousness Residence Puppets can be regarded as an extension of one’s body. When the time comes, she can activate the Magic Treasures.”

“Can a Puppet really do that?” Ye Jun asked curiously.

In fact, it’s still a bit difficult, but fortunately, Puppet Azhen is not an ordinary puppet.

She has her own Spiritual Wisdom.

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