Sunday, Cổ Đô City Ecological Park!
Yang Baichuan stood in the gazebo, occasionally gazing into the distance.
Last night, his girlfriend, whom he hadn't seen in half a year, called to arrange a morning meeting at the park. He had arrived before eight o'clock.
He and his girlfriend had a typical older woman, younger man relationship.
His girlfriend was an upperclassman, currently interning for six months at a foreign-invested enterprise, while Yang Baichuan was a final-year student.
One was still studying, the other was already navigating the working world; both were busy with their own affairs. Moreover, his girlfriend's company was foreign-invested, so she often traveled for business. They hadn't seen each other for five and a half months.
This park was where they first met, and also their first date spot.
Amidst the bustling and vibrant city, this place was a sanctuary in their hearts.
Filled with anticipation, Yang Baichuan looked left and right, but after waiting for over an hour, there was still no sign of his girlfriend.
Feeling utterly disheartened, he walked along the lakeside to see if anyone was coming.
He had only taken a few steps when he suddenly heard a dog barking.
Turning his head, he saw a dog struggling, on the verge of drowning in the lake, dozens of meters away.
Only when he got closer did he realize it was a golden-furred dog. The reason it was almost drowning was that its leash, around its neck, had gotten tangled around a tree stump by the lake, trapping it there for a long time...
Although the dog knew how to swim, struggling in the water for so long would exhaust its strength, and it looked like it was about to sink.
He glanced around; there wasn't a soul on the lakeside, and the dog's owner was nowhere to be found.
Seeing the dog in danger of drowning, and having loved dogs since he was a child, Yang Baichuan thought it over and told himself, "Saving a life is better than building seven pagodas; saving a dog is better than building six pagodas!"
As he spoke, he took off his shirt and jumped into the lake to save the dog.
"Splash!" Yang Baichuan plunged into the water and swam towards the dog.
The cute golden retriever saw Yang Baichuan swimming towards it and let out a pitiful whimper.
Yang Baichuan looked at the dog and said, "Others are heroes saving beauties, but I'm a hero saving a dog. Just a moment, I'll save you."
Yang Baichuan went around the dog to the edge of the aquatic plants, where they grew as tall as a person.
Reaching out to push aside the weeds, he found that the leash around the dog's neck was caught on a tree stump.
Grabbing the leash, Yang Baichuan pulled hard, and immediately, the sturdy, thumb-thick tree stump was uprooted.
But because his hand, resting on the aquatic plants, had applied a bit too much force, it got scratched. Blood dripped into the water, blooming like a small flower.
The dog was freed and swam to shore.
Seeing that the dog was free, Yang Baichuan also prepared to get out of the water. His hand was cut, and he needed to get to shore to buy antiseptic and bandage the wound.
But as he was about to swim away, he saw a flash of light in the aquatic plants.
Instinctively, he looked over and saw a green streak.
He wondered to himself, "Could it be a treasure?"
Pushing aside the aquatic plants for a look, he saw a green object that looked like jade, half-exposed.
Reaching out to dig through the mud, he took it into his hand.
It was an incredibly exquisite object, like a medicine bottle, like jade, yet not jade.
Deep green and translucent, with faint, ethereal patterns on its surface, it looked very mysterious and was instantly captivating.
A medicine bottle?
An antique?
Dương Bách Xuyên held it in his hand, examining it for a moment. His heart swelled with joy as he secretly wondered how much it would be worth if it were an antique.
Soon after, he saw a green light emanating from the bottle in his hand.
Immediately, Dương Bách Xuyên felt as if he'd been electrocuted, his entire body convulsing. He felt a stream of energy pour down from above, entering his body through his arm.
"Ah~ what the hell is this...?"
He cried out, wanting to throw it away.
But strangely.
What happened was, this green, potion-like bottle seemed to be stuck fast to his hand; he couldn't throw it away even if he wanted to.
Dương Bách Xuyên's face went ashen with fear.
Immediately, his entire body convulsed, and in an instant, he lost his senses, slowly sinking into unconsciousness.
At the same time, on the other side of the lake, a woman in a white tracksuit saw the scene and quickly shed her jacket, jumped into the lake, and swam towards Dương Bách Xuyên.
Today, Triệu Nam felt very frustrated. She had originally intended to take her dog for a walk in the park, but while she was taking a phone call, the dog had disappeared without a trace.
After searching high and low, she finally found her dog struggling in the lake. Just as she was about to go into the water, she saw a young man on the opposite side jump in, rescue her dog, and bring it ashore.
She had originally intended to wait for the young man to come out of the water to thank him, but in the blink of an eye, she saw the young man who had saved her dog suddenly struggle and slowly sink beneath the water.
This time, Triệu Nam was also shocked, and she hastily jumped into the water to save him.
……
In a daze, Dương Bách Xuyên dreamed of an old man with a long white beard, exuding an immortal's aura from his very being. The old man introduced himself as the Twelve Tribulation Loose Immortal, and also the Heavenly Evil Supreme of the cultivation world.
He said that he was a primordial spirit trapped in the Qiankun Bottle, and it was fortunate that Dương Bách Xuyên had discovered it today; otherwise, he didn't know how much longer he would have been stuck in that bottle.
As repayment for this favor, the Heavenly Evil Supreme had accepted Dương Bách Xuyên as his disciple and imparted to him the supreme cultivation method. If he succeeded in cultivating, he could fly into the sky, burrow into the earth, achieve immortality...
On this matter, Dương Bách Xuyên asked: "Can cultivation make food? Can it earn money? Can it help me get girls...?"
After asking a few such questions, Dương Bách Xuyên saw the old man's face turn purple, growing darker and darker!
Immediately after, the old man suppressed himself for a long time, then roared: "Scram~"
The sound was like thunder, making Dương Bách Xuyên tremble all over.
A moment later, he woke up.
However, after waking up, Dương Bách Xuyên discovered that he was being sexually harassed!
A delicate face appeared in his line of sight. Dương Bách Xuyên swore, this face was definitely the most beautiful he had ever seen, more beautiful than any school beauty queen, even more beautiful than a certain national screen idol.
Wet lips were pressed against his, and an unprecedented sensation spread throughout his body. His whole body felt as if it had been electrocuted; it was truly... wonderful.
At this moment, a magnetic voice reached his ears, like a sound from nature: "Are you awake?"
In an instant, Dương Bách Xuyên understood: it wasn't that the goddess was harassing him, but that she was giving him CPR.
He didn't need to ask to know that when he had found the Qiankun Bottle in the water, his entire body had lost consciousness, and the goddess before him had saved him.
Looking at the picturesque girl in front of him, Yang Baichuan was momentarily stunned. After he collected himself, he awkwardly smiled and said, "I'm Yang Baichuan, thank you for saving me."
Zhao Nan smiled faintly and said, "My name is Zhao Nan, and I'm the owner of the little dog you saved. I should be the one thanking you.
I was originally waiting for you to come ashore to thank you, but I didn't expect you to slowly sink.
Luckily, I also know how to swim, otherwise, you would have been a goner today.
Oh, right, how are you feeling? Do you need to go to the hospital?"
After hearing Zhao Nan say this, Yang Baichuan fully collected himself. The dog that almost drowned was hers; it couldn't be denied that this was a kind of fate.
And how was he feeling now?
Yang Baichuan found that he felt better than ever. He had no idea what was happening.
He felt his entire body brimming with energy, but at the same time, he was scared and wondered how, when he had held that thing that looked like a medicine bottle, it had felt like an electric shock. It was truly strange.
It seemed to have stuck firmly to his palm; he couldn't even throw it away if he wanted to. But it was fine, it was gone now. Perhaps he had dropped it to the bottom of the lake while unconscious.
Seeing Zhao Nan's concern, Yang Baichuan blushed slightly and said, "I'm fine, no need for the hospital. Thank you."
"Good that you're okay. Here's your jacket, put it on quickly before you catch a cold!" As she spoke, she had found Yang Baichuan's jacket.
As he took the jacket, Yang Baichuan's hand brushed against Zhao Nan's. The delicate and smooth sensation made his mind reel.
He and his girlfriend had only just started dating. He hadn't even lost his first kiss yet.
Today, Zhao Nan had given him CPR, so his first kiss was as good as gone. Yang Baichuan's face grew even redder. He mumbled a thank you and put on his jacket.
Just then, a sharp, sarcastic voice rang out: "Well, well, Yang Baichuan, I knew you weren't trustworthy. Sure enough, you're a two-timer. Li Li, you don't have to feel guilty anymore."
The moment Yang Baichuan turned his head, he saw his girlfriend and her friend standing not far away, looking at him with unfriendly gazes.