The Invincible Supreme Medical God-Chapter 164 - 163: Wrap it Up and Call it a Day

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After the construction was completed, the Tai Chi Yin Yang pattern instantly felt flawless, with stark contrasts of black and white, an endless cycle of Yin and Yang that seemed to be filled with infinite mysteries.

"Is the Fengshui Formation already completed?" Tang Wenjun became excited.

"Not so fast. This is just the first step." Yan Xiaobao pointed at the finished Tai Chi Pond. "Add water to it, and then raise eight koi fish inside—four pure black, and four pure white." ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

"Alright, I’ll send someone to find them right away," Tang Wenjun responded. "Anything else I should be mindful of?"

Yan Xiaobao: "Just don’t let them die."

"Red Snake Around Seal... waterfall... koi... dragon..." Dong Yuqing murmured to herself, then her face suddenly changed dramatically. Her beautiful eyes widened as she exclaimed, "A common fish transforming into a dragon, soaring to the heavens! You... you’re trying to create the Fish Leap Over Dragon Gate formation!"

"Wife Qingqing, you’re so smart."

Yan Xiaobao continued to instruct Tang Wenjun, "Next, build a pavilion on the hilltop in the villa garden’s back mountain. Follow this design for the structure."

While speaking, Yan Xiaobao grabbed a piece of chalk and swiftly sketched out a building blueprint on the ground with a few casual strokes.

"Got it!" Tang Wenjun quickly took out his phone and snapped a picture of the sketch.

"The most legendary Feng Shui Masters, while they can’t move mountains or reverse seas, nor defy fate, are able to guide forces as they exist, follow nature, and turn decay into wonder..."

Dong Yuqing was awe-struck and murmured in admiration, "To turn the Red Snake Around Seal configuration—which carries a major risk due to the waterfall—into the Fish Leap Over Dragon Gate formation, with a stroke of genius that changes ’A golden-scaled fish isn’t meant to stay in the pond but transforms into a dragon amidst the storm.’ This is simply miraculous, remarkable beyond description..."

"Wife Qingqing, if you want to learn, I can teach you too." Yan Xiaobao smiled cheekily and leaned in close.

"Really?" Dong Yuqing seemed genuinely tempted. Usually, Feng Shui Masters wouldn’t teach each other their secret techniques because of sectarian barriers.

"Of course it’s real," Yan Xiaobao said sincerely. "If you become my wife, I’ll naturally teach you."

Dong Yuqing: "..."

Tang Wenjun: "..."

Qian Jiale: "..."

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Now that everything was wrapped up, it had only taken an hour or two—far quicker than Tang Wenjun had anticipated.

Since it wasn’t mealtime yet, he feared that Yan Xiaobao wouldn’t have the patience to wait, so he suggested, "Brother Bao, there’s still some time. There happens to be a car exhibition. Want to check it out?"

"Not interested," Yan Xiaobao replied flatly. Though he loved driving, car exhibitions didn’t appeal to him.

Tang Wenjun glanced toward Dong Yuqing, hinting with a nod. Yan Xiaobao immediately understood his meaning—perhaps Dong Yuqing would be interested? If he happened to buy her a car, wouldn’t it speed up her transformation into his wife?

"Alright, let’s go check it out," Yan Xiaobao agreed with a nod.

At the Binhai International Convention and Exhibition Center, a grand luxury car exhibition titled "Binhai’s Summer, Scorching Hot Summer" was underway. Various luxury cars were on display alongside gorgeous and sensual models, drawing car enthusiasts and a crowd of wolfish photogs.

Swarmed around each luxury car were hordes of men armed with phones or cameras, snapping endless pictures.

Though they pretended to be photographing the cars, everyone understood the hidden motive: most were focused on capturing shots of the stunning models.

Otherwise, who needs to lie on the ground to photograph a car?

This car exhibition had very high standards and a massive scale, so the models were all top-tier. Their curves were scandalously seductive, and their revealing outfits seemed almost nonexistent.

Faced with the crowd’s ogling and picture-taking, the models welcomed the attention, plastering flirtatious smiles on their faces while confidently striking provocative poses to draw even more onlookers.

Even for the rare few who resorted to ridiculous antics, like lying flat on the ground to shoot angles that bordered on the obscene, the models merely maintained their gracious smiles while inwardly sneering:

Feel free to take photos of me and jerk off later, you miserable broke losers!

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"This Mercedes model looks pretty good. I’ve decided—it’s going to be her for me tonight!" Tang Wenjun pointed to a model at the Mercedes exhibit, clad in a striking red evening gown.

"What kind of taste is that? Can’t you tell those boobs are fake?" Yan Xiaobao scoffed from the side.

Tang Wenjun: "Uh..."

"I think the Ferrari model is better. Might as well keep her for a month," Qian Jiale chimed in, pointing to another model dressed even skimpier.

"I really admire your tolerance. She’s so hard on the eyes, and you’d endure her for a month?" Yan Xiaobao continued his roasting.

Qian Jiale: "..."

"Animals in suits!" Dong Yuqing spat furiously, throwing out an indignant remark before storming away from the three flirtatious and lecherous men.

Being heirs to wealthy families, Tang Wenjun and Qian Jiale naturally had their fair share of romantic escapades. But the reason they behaved like this in front of Dong Yuqing, despite tarnishing their images, was fully intentional—they were sacrificing their own reputations to highlight Yan Xiaobao’s "high moral character."

After successfully steering Dong Yuqing away, Tang Wenjun lowered his voice and conspired with Yan Xiaobao, "Brother Bao, I feel like she’s pretty interested in the Mercedes SLS AMG over there. Why not just buy it and gift it to her directly?"

"Sounds good to me," Qian Jiale quickly agreed. "Just now I saw her gaze resting on that Mercedes SLS AMG for a long time."

"Alright," Yan Xiaobao agreed casually.

"Great, let’s secure it right away," Tang Wenjun made the call decisively.

Yan Xiaobao thought for a moment and added, "Buy two—send one to my Wife Rourou as well."

"No problem," Tang Wenjun agreed without hesitation.

"I’ll split the cost with you, one car each," Qian Jiale volunteered eagerly.

The Mercedes SLS AMG costs over three million each; two of them would be roughly seven million—a mere half the price of a Porsche 918 Spyder.

Luckily, Yan Xiaobao didn’t mind about these trivial costs. Otherwise, if every wife were to receive a luxury car worth 14–15 million, that would really be an exorbitant expenditure...

"Hey, what’s happening over there with the big crowd?" Tang Wenjun asked in surprise.

"It’s the Maserati model. I just saw on Weibo—she’s ranked number one in popularity," Qian Jiale had already taken note.

"Let’s go take a look," Tang Wenjun said, growing intrigued.

In such a high-standard luxury car exhibition, a model with the highest popularity had to be stunning beyond imagination.

"Hey, don’t go overboard when throwing money around. At most, I’ll follow behind you in line," Qian Jiale cautioned Tang Wenjun in advance, knowing he couldn’t match him in terms of splurging.

"No problem. Maximum of one million. Whoever she chooses gets to go first," Tang Wenjun generously promised.

"Okay!" Qian Jiale relaxed.

"Are you two idiots?" Yan Xiaobao rolled his eyes at them. "If she’s really beautiful, she’s definitely mine. What’s the point of fighting over her?"

Tang Wenjun: "..."

Qian Jiale: "..."

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