I Can Grant Origin Powers To Anything

A smooth alabaster arm stretched out from the room, and its owner skillfully lit a cigarette for herself, casting a sidelong glance at the man with a grim face next to her.

With a slight nasal tone, she complained:

The man took several heavy breaths and said angrily, "What's going on with your husband? He's hiding so many things from you, don't you care at all?"

"Care about what?"

Sun Qingrou rolled her eyes at the man and said, "He even allows me to be with you, do you think there could be any deep feelings between us? As long as he hands over all his apparent salary, I can't be bothered with what he's doing outside… We're both husband and wife, but we're just living together…"

"But the person you're living with has set me up."

The man said angrily, "I made a deal with him, I've already given him what he wanted, but what I want… he hasn't given me yet."

"How is he supposed to give it to you when he's dead?"

Sun Qingrou sighed faintly, mentioning her deceased husband. Even though there wasn't much emotion, she couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness… After all, they lived together for so many years.

Even if it were a dog, there should be feelings.

Not to mention this "dog" had been close to her so many times.

"You have to take responsibility for this!"

The man said coldly, "You should know that if you hadn't made me comfortable in bed, I wouldn't have made that deal with him… You are our guarantor, now that he's dead, who else should I go to if not you?"

Sun Qingrou glared, annoyed, "Don't make trouble with me, I don't know anything about his affairs, I won't admit if you come after me."

"Marquis Xia Wu was extremely powerful, mastering the Essence Martial Skills of both my Cuowu Sect and Central City Martial Mansion. Even if I wanted to kill him, I would have had to put in quite an effort, but now he's just mysteriously dead, aren't you curious?"

Was this man not Vice Sect Leader Wu Hongzhou of the Cuowu Sect?

He sat on the bed in Marquis Xia Wu's house, holding Marquis Xia Wu's wife in his arms.

With a cold smile, he said, "To say the person who killed him had no vested interest or ill intentions, I absolutely cannot believe that, so I can almost be a hundred percent sure that person harbored grievances against him, either with a vendetta for killing a father or for stealing a wife… That's the only way to explain his death; it was definitely not an accident."

"A vendetta for stealing a wife?"

The woman glanced at the marks just left on her body by Wu Hongzhou and said, "Actually, there is someone who's a suspect, and that's you… Over the years, I've been quite restrained, especially after meeting you, I haven't been with other men, who's to say you didn't harbor murderous intent towards him to have me to yourself."

"For you? Are you worthy?"

Wu Hongzhou sneered, "In any case, this matter cannot just be let go. The deal was only halfway done, I handed everything over to Marquis Xia Wu, and he hasn't paid me the balance, yet now he's just dead… I'm definitely going to investigate this to the end. Think well, or I'll make you pay off the debt."

"Well, if it isn't a vendetta for stealing a wife, then you really reminded me, I do recall something."

Sun Qingrou said, "Around that time, about during the Dragon Gate Examination… During that time, Old Xia's mood had not been very good, once he got drunk, and out of nowhere, he cursed someone with the surname Xu, saying they dared to kill his son, and that he would never reconcile with them. But afterward, when I asked him, he just said he was drunk, and he didn't have a son."

Wu Hongzhou pondered, "Someone with the surname Xu?"

"And during that time, his mood suddenly got inexplicably bad again, probably around the Four Mansions Trial."

Sun Qingrou said, "It was even worse than back then, sometimes he would even curse about being already dead, yet still scheming against one's biological father… He mumbled, and I couldn't hear him clearly, only knowing it should be the same person as around the Dragon Gate Examination, then he just died."

She said mournfully, "Poor Old Xia of our house just died like that, leaving me alone to look after the seven properties and millions in wealth he left behind, only to be bullied by other men every day… and bullied so briefly…"

"Shut up!"

Wu Hongzhou said coldly, "I got it."

He pondered, after Marquis Xia Wu's death, he immediately checked all his assets through his wife, Sun Qingrou.

Indeed, it was quite abundant.

But the things he traded with him, not to mention what he promised him, were all gone.

It was evident he must have had other hidden stashes, but now with his death, where those hidden stashes were, no one knew.

"Damn it, I just want to retrieve what belongs to me, and no one can stop me."

Wu Hongzhou suddenly cursed angrily, then lifted the quilt again, annoyed, "Again!"

"What, again… I can't take it anymore, it just tickled a bit and ended, you're going to tease me to death."

Sun Qingrou complained unsatisfied, but she had no strength to resist, once more being pressed into bed by Wu Hongzhou.

Meanwhile...

At Zhanzheng Academy.

Four hours later.

"I feel like I just died."

Wang Qingya was already exhausted, curled up in Xu Lingjun's arms.

She sighed happily, snuggling deeper into Xu Lingjun's embrace.

Feeling the little brother she once had to take care of has really grown so big now.

So big that it's hard for her to contain him anymore.

She simply gave herself away, leaving no way back.

Wang Qingya wasn't worried or panicked, it all seemed very natural, like she had been waiting for this day for eighteen years.

Xu Lingjun cared about something else.

His eyes were involuntarily drawn to Wang Qingya's ankle.

The little fabric piece hanging there… It had been swaying and making him dizzy before.

It gave him a strangely familiar feeling.

He casually hooked the item off and placed it in front of his eyes for a closer look. Xu Lingjun asked, "You and Teacher Su wearing couple outfits, how romantic is that?"

"What outfit?"

"Ah... nothing... nothing..."

Only then did Xu Lingjun remember that he had forgotten to mention this to Wang Qingya. He lightly chuckled and changed the topic.

Gently caressing the delicate body in his arms, he whispered sweet nothings to her... The pleasure was there, but it wasn't quite satisfying enough...

Well, Sister Yaya is too weak.

So weak it's explosive.

It seems if I want to be fully satisfied, I'll have to wait until she takes that Elixir.

Xu Lingjun vaguely seemed to understand why Zhou Mu would consider this Elixir even more important than ten Primordial Martial Pills.

Could it be, he has an ordinary human fiancée too?

Martial Artists can't afford injuries... Is there anyone in the world who is a Martial Artist so weak they can't handle an ordinary woman?

No way, right?

"Ah, Xiaoqing sent me a message."

Wang Qingya belatedly took out her phone at this point.

She looked at the message left on her phone.

She clicked her tongue and said, "My goodness, so many messages, she must have been waiting for a long time."

5:30: I got off work and went shopping. I'll be back in an hour. If you finish, remember to give me a call, otherwise I won't dare to enter.

6:30: Can you keep it down? I can hear your voice from outside the door. If you lose your voice tomorrow, how will you face people? Forget it, I'm not going shopping anymore. I'll stay here to guard my best friend's live spring palace!

6:50: Sister, hurry up, I can't take it anymore. I need to use the bathroom but I don't dare to leave.

6:52: Never mind, I guess I don't need the bathroom, it's just your little sex kitten voice is too loud, damn it... You used to say movies were exaggerated, now you're even more exaggerated than the movies, can it really be that exaggerated?

7:20: I beg you, just finish it, my legs are weak already.

7:40: I've already left, play as you like, nothing matters to me now, I'm as calm as still water. PS: If you dare to show this message to Xiaojun, I'll fight you till the end.

...…

A long string of messages, filled with heavy resentment.

Wang Qingya couldn't help but laugh loudly as she read.

Xu Lingjun couldn't help but be secretly amazed, thinking that women are really filthy in private.

Didn't expect best friends to talk so openly, huh?

Wang Qingya smiled and said to Xu Lingjun, "Let me reply to her message."

8:45: Interested in joining? Xiaojun is really powerful, I can't match him... We need to work together to barely not lose, with our chemistry, we should manage.

After sending, she seemed to imagine Su Huanqing's reaction just across the door, and she giggled as she kicked her little leg in Xu Lingjun's arms.

She laughed and said, "After I send this message, she's definitely going to be even more conflicted."

"Don't you want to let her in? She said her legs are weak, aren't you going to help her in?"

Xu Lingjun looked at the time, it was almost nine.

That means she's been crouching outside for nearly four hours on her own, and her legs are weak.

"Silly, my legs are weak too, do you think she's tired?"

Wang Qingya struggled to prop herself up, saying, "Let me go clean up a bit, it's been a few hours, I need to use the bathroom..."

"Let me help you."

Xu Lingjun suddenly had a mischievous thought and grinned.

Wang Qingya blankly said, "What? Help me... how?"

"Just like you used to help me when we were young. You always use that to tease me, I think if we do it to each other, it'll be fair, so you won't say it anymore."

"You rascal, don't you dare!"

"Come on, Sister Yaya, aren't your legs weak? Come on, I'll carry you."

"No, help, Xiaoqing, save me."

Wang Qingya screamed in panic.

Outside the room...

Su Huanqing was slumped at the door, staring at the phone in her hand, her face blushing red, and she couldn't help but spit lightly, her mind inexplicably drifted back to that underwear of Wang Qingya's.

She had returned specifically to buy a matching one...

Even she didn't understand why she would do something so odd.

"Hmph, hooligan girl."

She muttered a low curse.