Chapter 12

Su Yang leaned over and approached the other person's ear, while his right hand pointed out, striking Li Fatty's Shenshu point in a blind spot. A thread of Cangqiong True Qi reversed the flow of life into death, this imperceptible destructive force instantly made Li Fatty impotent, and the most amazing part was that Li Fatty himself was completely unaware.

The application and transformation of Cangqiong True Qi, Su Yang had already comprehended thoroughly during his third rebirth. Life at its extreme is death, death at its extreme is life, the transformation between life and death is boundless. Even compared to the Evil King, who was renowned alongside the Evil Emperor and cultivated the Immortal Seal to its pinnacle, Cangqiong True Qi still had a significant advantage in its unpredictable transformations.

Unconsciously becoming a genuine "eunuch," the next time in bed, a man as lustful as Li Fatty would surely have a considerable "surprise."

At the same time, Su Yang locked his gaze on Li Fatty's eyes, his eyes flashing with two beams of soul-penetrating light. He said in an unyielding tone, "After I leave, you immediately rush to the front hall, grab the microphone, and loudly announce the bed affairs you are most proud of in your life, including the time, place, and people involved."

The moment Su Yang's soul-penetrating gaze fixed on Li Fatty, he seemed to enter a trance, his eyes vacant as he repeated Su Yang's instructions. By the time Su Yang repeated it three times, Li Fatty had recited it word for word.

Afterward, Su Yang turned and left, but he had some reservations in his heart, "You, dead fatty, are not unworthy. To make me use the soul control technique from the 'Daoxin Zhongmo Dafa' to deal with you, this treatment is not bad."

To be honest, even with Su Yang's abilities, the soul control technique was not easy to use. One reason was that Li Fatty was not a person with strong willpower, and another was that he had drunk a lot of alcohol and was already somewhat confused. The most critical factor was that the force of Su Yang's finger strike on his Shenshu point not only made him impotent but also instantly suppressed the blood flow to his brain, making him mentally unclear, thus allowing the spell to be cast so smoothly.

Su Yang's actions were extremely swift, and no one except the bespectacled man noticed. Moreover, after being controlled by the soul control technique, Li Fatty would not remember anything, not because Su Yang was afraid of trouble, but to avoid causing Xiao Wei any distress.

At this moment, the charity auction had already reached a fever pitch, and the auctioneer had stirred up the atmosphere to a boiling point. The front hall of the banquet was already crowded with nearly a hundred social elites.

Su Yang also returned to Xiao Wei's side, pulling her toward the front hall and smiling, "Sis, let's go join the fun."

Just as Su Yang and Xiao Wei stepped into the front hall, Li Fatty rushed in, snatched the microphone from the auctioneer, and said with a lecherous smile, "In March 2008, at the Hilton Hotel, Liu XX, this girl had a very nice ass, and a butterfly tattoo on the inside of her thigh, she was wild, and that night, I had a great time four times; in December 2009, at the West Suburb Hotel, Zhou XX, don't look at how pure she seemed in movies, after I drugged her, she was a real slut in bed, just hearing her moans, I couldn't take it; in June 2011..."

As Li Fatty continued to reveal explosive news, the entire banquet hall fell silent, and his ugly and fat face became increasingly distorted, the more he spoke, the more indecent it became. Until two strong security guards forcibly dragged him to the back, a wave of discussion erupted.

Notably, the journalists attending the charity banquet recorded this ugly and bizarre scene in full and promptly sent this explosive news, comparable to the艳照门 (sex scandal), back to their headquarters.

It can be foreseen that tomorrow, the newspapers and magazines on the streets would all publish the farce of this evening, as Li Fatty not only revealed the time and place but also some details.

The wealthy, celebrities, black curtains, scandals, sex transactions, violence, and sexual assault—these things became the climax of the charity auction.

Among those who witnessed everything, only Xu Chongyang realized that this was definitely Su Yang's doing, and this shock made him even more convinced of the various miraculous stories his grandfather had told him about Su Yang.

"Despite being a billionaire chairman, he has no discernment, daring to have evil thoughts about Su Yang's woman, he deserves it!"

However, the two who suspected that this was Su Yang's doing were Xiao Wei and the bespectacled man, who looked panicked and uneasy.

At this moment, he had quietly slipped out of the banquet hall. The several people Li Fatty mentioned in his unguarded revelations were all arranged by him. Now, he only wanted to quickly contact his boss to discuss a strategy.

At this moment, Su Yang, without waiting for Xiao Wei to ask, claimed he was going to the restroom and also slipped out of the banquet hall. Having already locked onto the bespectacled man with his qi, he quickly intercepted him in the parking lot.

"How are you leaving so soon? Weren't you going to drug my sister and take her to the sixth-floor suite?"

Su Yang's slightly immature voice made the bespectacled man feel intense fear.

"It's impossible, you can't know, who are you?"

"You just need to know that Xiao Wei is my sister."

Su Yang originally wanted to kill this scum with one palm, but he was afraid of causing trouble for Xiao Wei, so he had to use a bit more effort. He didn't bother to talk much to the other person, his figure flashed, and he pressed a palm on the bespectacled man's Heavenly Crown point. Cangqiong True Qi penetrated his skull, and after a few breaths, the bespectacled man collapsed like a pile of mud, his eyes vacant and his mouth drooling.

Su Yang was not a brain expert, but with his understanding of the human body's meridians and the many mysterious uses of Cangqiong True Qi, he had at least sixteen methods to make someone a fool.

The bespectacled man's fate was thus. Compared to Su Yang's protective actions in his past eight rebirths, this time he was quite restrained.

Su Yang has never been a man with a sense of justice, acting entirely based on his mood.

If he was provoked, as long as it wasn't a national-level disaster, even if it involved thousands or tens of thousands of people, he would still do it.

That night, it was morning in New York. At the New York Stock Exchange, from the moment the market opened, the stock price of Aoyuan plummeted like it had taken a laxative.

The speed of the stock price drop was simply outrageous. Since there was no limit on the decline in the U.S. stock market, by the time the market closed, Aoyuan's stock price was less than half of its opening price.

At this moment, Aoyuan's chairman, Song Qiang, who was in Hong Kong, sat helplessly in a leather chair, his face full of anger.

After making several phone calls, Song Qiang seemed to have calmed down a bit and called his longtime confidant, Da Biao, and instructed, "Go with me to see 'Grandfather,' this time we must ask him to lend a hand, otherwise, all my years of effort will be in vain."

Da Biao hesitated and said, "Boss, Grandfather's money is not easy to borrow. You have been white-washed for so many years, if you get involved this time, it will be hard to get out."

Song Qiang spread his hands and coldly laughed, "I also want to get through this on my own, but they are being ruthless. If I don't find help, after the market opens in the U.S. tomorrow, I can only