Zhou Yang's eyes lit up when he heard her words.
If Xie Shiya was willing to lend him 100 million, that would be perfect. After all, Lin Yongsheng had only demanded that he produce the sum by tomorrow—he hadn't specified whether it had to be Zhou Yang's own money.
Without hesitation, Zhou Yang replied, **"Of course I want it. What's the condition? Just tell me."**
Seeing the alluring glint in Xie Shiya's eyes, he couldn't help but wonder—*Could she be asking me to sleep with her? It's so late…*
Xie Shiya smiled mysteriously. **"Get in the car. I'll take you somewhere. Once we arrive, I'll tell you."**
Zhou Yang didn't overthink it. Besides, spending time alone with such a beauty was an exciting prospect in itself.
So he opened the door and sat in the passenger seat. Inside the car, the intoxicating fragrance grew even stronger. And now that he was closer, Xie Shiya's voluptuous curves seemed even more enticing—so much so that he couldn't help but imagine gripping them.
Of course, Xie Shiya noticed Zhou Yang stealing glances at her chest. Strangely, she didn't seem annoyed. She was used to it. Ever since she turned eighteen, men had always stared at her chest and legs whenever she appeared in public.
Over time, she had come to a conclusion: *All men are lustful.* She had mercilessly rejected every man who pursued or approached her. As a result, she was still single—she had never even been in a relationship. But she didn't mind. In fact, she rather enjoyed her independence.
That was why she had no real interest in any man. The only reason she had taken the initiative to approach Zhou Yang was because his sudden transformation today had piqued her curiosity.
She asked with amusement, **"Zhou Yang, how did you suddenly become Lin Qinglu's boyfriend—and so intimately, at that? I remember she barely interacted with you before."**
She had noticed that tonight's Zhou Yang was completely different from the one she knew. And his sudden romantic relationship with Lin Qinglu was nothing short of baffling.
Zhou Yang knew that their sudden romance would seem bizarre to outsiders. He wasn't sure how to explain it.
Truthfully, he had no intention of revealing that he and Lin Qinglu had been reborn ten years into the past—that was their secret. Besides, even if he told people, they probably wouldn't believe him, and it might only cause more trouble.
Even *he* was still adjusting to the fact that he had been reborn with the strength of the eighth level of Profound Heaven Qi.
He gave an ambiguous answer: **"Maybe… it's fate."**
Xie Shiya smirked knowingly. She was far too sharp to buy such a vague explanation. But since Zhou Yang didn't want to elaborate, she didn't press further.
What truly intrigued her was Zhou Yang's strength. She was dying to know whether he really was a seventh-rank Qi Refiner.
Soon, she drove to a resort villa at the foot of General Mountain. This villa was a private property of the Xie family—it didn't cater to the public and usually only hosted high-profile figures from political and business circles.
Ordinary people had no right to enter.
This was Zhou Yang's first time here, and he was stunned by its opulence. He had never imagined such a place existed in Spring River City—it was like a hidden paradise.
The Porsche Cayenne stopped in front of a three-story Western-style villa. Xie Shiya got out and led Zhou Yang inside.
Four men in suits stood guard at the entrance—each was muscular and sharp-eyed, clearly experts. The moment they saw Xie Shiya, they bowed respectfully.
Xie Shiya ignored them and took Zhou Yang straight to the rooftop.
Four middle-aged men in their fifties were drinking there. When they saw Xie Shiya, their faces lit up with affectionate smiles.
Xie Shiya greeted them respectfully and said, **"Uncles, this is Zhou Yang. Rumor has it that he's a seventh-rank Qi Refiner."**
These four men were all fourth-rank Qi Refiners from the Xie family—cousins of Xie Shiya's father, Xie Qian. They held high status within the family.
All four doted on Xie Shiya, and tonight, they had been waiting specifically for her.
Upon hearing her words, they scrutinized Zhou Yang. After a careful inspection, all four shook their heads in disbelief. There was no way this young man was a seventh-rank Qi Refiner.
The eldest among them, Xie Xun, chuckled and said, **"Little niece, you must be joking with us."**
Xie Shiya pouted playfully. **"Second Uncle, I'm being serious. But of course, I've only *heard* that Zhou Yang is a seventh-rank Qi Refiner. Whether it's true or not… well, you'll have to test him to find out."**
She herself was skeptical about Zhou Yang's strength, which was why she had brought him here to spar with these four fourth-rank Qi Refiners.
She turned to Zhou Yang and said, **"These four are my uncles, all fourth-rank Qi Refiners. My condition is simple—if you spar with them, I'll lend you 100 million."**
Zhou Yang didn't hesitate. **"Deal."**
He was eager to test his skills against experts. This was no bad thing for him.
Xie Xun eyed Zhou Yang and said, **"Kid, are you sure you want to fight us? Aren't you afraid we'll hurt you?"**
Zhou Yang remained completely calm. **"Not at all. Please, seniors, make your move."**
His tone was brimming with confidence—the demeanor of a true master.
Xie Xun and the other three were all fourth-rank Qi Refiners. In a small city like Spring River, they were among the top experts. They couldn't take an eighteen-year-old high school student seriously.
Zhou Yang's arrogance—acting as if they were beneath him—irritated them. All four decided to teach this brat a lesson.
The youngest of the four, Xie Fei, glared at Zhou Yang and snapped, **"You've got some nerve, kid. Let me teach you some manners!"**
Among the four, Xie Fei was the least experienced—he had only reached the fourth level of Profound Heaven Qi a month ago, making him the weakest of the group. But he also had the shortest temper.
Without another word, he struck.
In the blink of an eye, his palms surged with powerful Qi as he aimed for Zhou Yang's abdomen. Since he only wanted to teach Zhou Yang a lesson, he avoided lethal spots.
Thanks to his earlier battle with the Li family's fourth-rank Qi Refiner, Li Hui, Zhou Yang wasn't the least bit flustered. He stood his ground, not even bothering to dodge.
Xie Xun and the others saw Zhou Yang standing motionless and assumed he was frozen in fear. Their expressions turned disdainful.
Even Xie Shiya was disappointed. She had thought that even if Zhou Yang wasn't a seventh-rank Qi Refiner, he would at least be at the fourth rank or higher. But now, he wasn't even moving—what did that mean? Had he really been scared stiff?
Xie Fei sneered, **"Kid, acting tough in front of me? The consequences will be severe!"**
Before his voice faded, the Qi in his palms slammed into Zhou Yang's abdomen. He had expected Zhou Yang to be sent flying at least four or five meters away.