Trillionaire's Slice of Life

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Wu Youyou and Xuanyuan Fanghua in the carriage were both momentarily stunned, then simultaneously swallowed their saliva. One of them was an A-level mid-tier, and the other a half-step Grandmaster; however, both of them felt intimidated by the cold and powerful aura emanating from Lei Ting, especially with his stern demeanor and indifferent, icy gaze. Whenever they faced Lei Ting, both girls would subconsciously try to stay away.

But now, as Lei Ting personally opened the door for them, it was natural for the two young women to feel extraordinarily flustered.

Chu Mo internally weighed his options for a moment. Despite knowing Lei Ting had misunderstood him, he chose not to explain further.

Taking a light breath, he then stepped out of the carriage.

At the front door of Villa No.1, the butler Danny and the head maid He Qing, along with a dozen other maids, respectfully greeted his arrival.

Nowadays, Danny’s annual salary had reached a terrifying twenty million, and within this villa, he was not just a butler but also the overall manager. He had earned Chu Mo’s trust and was also handling some very secretive tasks for him.

As for the head maid He Qing, she had been promoted to the level of an eighth-grade maid, with an annual salary also amounting to several million. Her earnings weren’t much less than those of a typical company CEO.

Regarding the dozen maids behind her, the majority had reached sixth-grade, with annual salaries ranging from five hundred thousand to eight hundred thousand. Among them, the foreign maid Tina, who was fluent in five languages, now had a starting annual salary of six million, just like head maid He Qing.

Chu Mo nodded slightly to the group of maids in front of him, and then he directly walked into the villa’s lobby. Having been busy all day, and after spending a few hours in Liu Ping’s small building, Chu Mo now felt somewhat tired.

Without pausing, he directly took the elevator to the third floor, where the maids had already prepared hot water. Chu Mo straightaway soaked in a hot bath.

Once dressed neatly and coming down from the third floor, it was already 6:30 in the evening, and the kitchen had already prepared a sumptuous array of dishes.

Chu Mo took a glance at the four girls still sitting in the living room without departing; he then directly said:

“Stay for dinner.”

With his words, he made no further comment but headed first towards the dining room.

Once Chu Mo was seated, Qin Lan gracefully took her place to his left, followed by the four girls, who also sat down at the dining table without reservation.

The kitchen swiftly served up a series of exquisite dishes, naturally impeccable coming from Michelin-starred chefs. Chu Mo invited his guests to eat, then began enjoying his meal without further heed to them.

Twenty minutes later, Chu Mo put down his utensils, and after a maid wiped his hands, the few girls in front of him also set down their cutlery.

Chu Mo noticed that they didn’t seem to have much of an appetite, assuming the young women were dieting that evening, so they ate very little. He didn’t mind, and after dinner, he went on his own to the lobby.

Sun Qing, who was following behind, had always seemed hesitant to speak, but Chu Mo did not point it out. Although he controlled the whole Hua Zhenyu Entertainment and one of the Four Heavenly Kings, Dance King Ning Zhicheng was under its banner, the company was previously owned by Wei Zhengpin. Chu Mo was not yet ready to upset the existing balance.

“If there’s nothing else, you may all leave,” Chu Mo looked at the four constrained girls in front of him. He knew they had a belly full of questions, but even he wasn’t sure how to explain, so he didn’t plan to say more and issued the order to dismiss them.

At Chu Mo’s command, even if they didn’t wish to leave immediately, none dared to defy his order. Thus, the four exchanged looks and obediently left the lobby. Just then, the butler Danny’s figure hurriedly entered the lobby and quickly approached Chu Mo. With a slight bow, he respectfully said:

“Mr. Chu, there’s someone claiming to be Bai Xun at the villa entrance requesting to see you. What do you think…”

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“Bai Xun!”

Chu Mo softly repeated the name, and swiftly, the image of the white-robed swordsman from the Hong Kong Long family flashed in his mind.

Bai Xun was naturally the protector of the Long family, that Grandmaster who followed the young master of the Long family twice into the Longevity Club, a man also possessing the power of a peak mid-level Great Grandmaster, and moreover, he held in his hand a Pill of Rejuvenation.

Bai Xun differed from other Grandmaster level experts in a few ways, with the most significant difference being his age. Generally, those who reach the level of mid-level Great Grandmaster are mostly old men past their fifties, such as Jiang Dingnan who is already over eighty years old, Hua Zhenyu likewise is of the advanced age of seventy-nine, and as for the other top ten Grandmasters, almost none of them are under sixty years old.

Many of these people have been stuck at the level of peak mid-level Great Grandmaster for over ten, even dozens of years, and even if they were to break through to high-level Grandmaster in the future, the likelihood of advancing further is almost nonexistent because of their great age.

With their natural talents, it would be extremely difficult for them to reach the heights of Liu Ping or Master Zhishang, not to mention hoping for them to challenge the realm of the gods.

Unlike them, the mid-level white-robed Grandmaster of the Hong Kong Long family, although he had already reached the level of a peak mid-level Great Grandmaster, was only in his forties. Compared to those older generation Grandmasters, he was at least twenty to thirty years younger, which is to say, if he could advance to high-level Grandmaster, it was almost certain he would reach the peak of high-level Grandmaster, and reaching this realm, he would then possess the capability to challenge the realm of the gods.

Most importantly, Bai Xun held a Pill of Rejuvenation in his hand. For others wanting to break through the Heavenly Barrier, at best, they would have a slim chance, with very few having even a ten percent chance. However, if Bai Xun were to consume that Pill of Rejuvenation, according to him, he would have a thirty percent chance of breaking through.

Thirty percent was an extremely high probability, the outcome many people could only dream of, but even so, Bai Xun was still not fully satisfied.

After all, even with a thirty percent chance of success, there was still a seventy percent chance of failure, and once failed, without the aid of the Pill of Rejuvenation, his next attempt to surge forward would be extremely difficult.

This was the reason Bai Xun was not in a hurry to take the Pill of Rejuvenation to break through.

Chu Mo once issued an SS-level task in the Longevity Club, which was to find a Heavenly Spirit Pill.

If the Pill of Rejuvenation is a rare treasure worth a hundred thousand gold coins and is priceless, then the Heavenly Spirit Pill can be described as a legendary treasure. The effects of the Heavenly Spirit Pill are several times more miraculous than the Pill of Rejuvenation, and only once a few decades ago has such a pill appeared. Since then, for decades there has been no news of any Heavenly Spirit Pill.

If Bai Xun could obtain a Heavenly Spirit Pill, then he would undoubtedly be able to break through the Heavenly Barrier and reach the realm of high-level Great Grandmaster.

Similarly, Chu Mo knew that Bai Xun’s proactive approach to him this time was probably to seek his help with the breakthrough. However, to tell the truth, Chu Mo did not have deep ties of interest with him, and even if the other party entered the realm of gods, after all, he still belonged to the Hong Kong Long family as their protector, which had little to do with himself.

Moreover, although Chu Mo is currently at peace with the eight major families, who can guarantee that conflicts will not arise in the future, and if he were to battle with the eight major families again, having Bai Xun would mean cultivating a powerful opponent for himself.

Naturally, Chu Mo would not do such a thing.

Additionally, the Sharira in Chu Mo’s hands retained only a little more than one-fifth of its mysterious energy. Even if he gave all that energy to Bai Xun, it was not certain that he would be able to break through. So, after pondering for a moment, Chu Mo directly instructed Danny in front of him:

“Just say I’m tired and will not meet anyone!”

No sooner had Chu Mo finished speaking, even before Danny could agree, a ripple suddenly appeared in the void before him, and in the next moment, a handsome man in white robes seemingly materialized out of thin air!

“The junior Bai Xun seeks assistance!”

The white-robed sword saint slowly appeared, and the next moment, two more ripples surfaced before Chu Mo, and Lei Ting along with Qin Lan arrived fashionably late.