In the morning, sunlight streamed into the hotel, and the delicate eyelids of Su Yan's face fluttered as she slowly woke from the king-size bed in the presidential suite.
Last night's hangover left her brain hazy and her entire body in unbearable soreness.
Looking around the room, traces of last night's madness were everywhere. An off-white suit thrown haphazardly on the floor, red-soled high heels inexplicably scattered across the table, and black stockings that had been torn to shreds.
It took her quite some time in a daze before Su Yan realized what had happened last night.
Glancing around, Lu Yan was already nowhere to be found in the room.
On that international flight, Su Yan used a feigned clumsy act to spark a conversation with Lu Yan.
As a forward-thinking woman, Su Yan didn't immediately ask about Lu Yan's identity or details. Instead, she chatted about topics of interest to Lu Yan.
Taking advantage of the long flight, Su Yan intentionally asked for a small favor from Lu Yan, then used this as an excuse to invite him to dinner, to which Lu Yan gladly agreed.
After finishing the meal at a high-end restaurant, Su Yan successfully added Lu Yan's contact information.
Originally, the matter should have ended there, maintaining a respectful distance to keep Lu Yan's interest. Being too eager could make someone of his background lose respect.
But what Su Yan hadn't expected was that Lu Yan himself invited her to drink, at the private bar in the presidential suite of this five-star hotel.
While drinking and chatting, Su Yan didn't hide her identity as a social media influencer, and Lu Yan seemed very interested in the Qingwu Group and influencer-related topics, so their conversation expanded greatly.
Finally, after getting drunk in the presidential suite, everything fell into place naturally.
Thinking of this, Su Yan's expression suddenly stiffened, an unsettling thought rising in her mind.
"Did I run into a freeloading expert?"
Just then, there was a knock on the door, followed by a female server's voice from outside.
"Is Miss Su Yan here?"
Su Yan asked curiously, "Yes, I am."
"Before Mr. Lu left, he specifically arranged two sets of replacement clothes for you.
Additionally, Mr. Lu has arranged a platinum membership card from our group for you, with a fifty thousand limit, to be used at any of our group hotels."
Upon hearing this, Su Yan's initial alertness transformed into irrepressible joy.
Though she had over four million followers, her income wasn't as high as one might expect, and maintaining the facade of a socialite's lifestyle was financially demanding.
Just by spending a night with Lu Yan, she managed to gain fifty thousand, equivalent to half a year's salary.
Though it's a hotel membership card credit, usable only in the hotel, it was enough to support her luxury expenses for a long time.
"To casually throw around fifty thousand, what exactly is his background?"
This was Lu Yan's remark when leaving the hotel.
Actually, Lu Yan hadn't expected that a simple plane ride would bring him into contact with a Direct Disciple of the Cyan Simurgh Sect and Su Yan, who had a past with Ji Xingyao.
The Xianxia version's Cyan Simurgh Sect Direct Disciples are all Foundation Establishment prodigies, each a peerless talent.
Even if Lu Yan lays all his cards on the table, he might not surpass a Direct Disciple... unless she dared face the Soul Banner.
Yet such a heavenly genius was the one who initiated contact with Lu Yan on the plane.
Especially observing her rack her brains to prompt topics of interest to Lu Yan, gave him an impulse to laugh out loud.
What followed was simple: one deliberately seducing, the other accepting, leading to a Qi Cultivation Loose Cultivator versus Foundation Establishment Fairy showdown in the hotel.
Lu Yan had some calculations regarding Su Yan.
Her cultivation wasn't too high, at least before the next Xianxia version, Lu Yan was confident he could surpass Su Yan in strength. Even if something unexpected happened, he anticipated it would be within his manageable range, not dealing with an unmanageable individual. Fınd the newest release on 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡⁂𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢⁂𝘯𝘦𝘵
The outcome greatly satisfied Lu Yan, who left a generous amount of money behind as payment before decisively leaving.
Savouring fairies occasionally was fine, but delving deeply into Qingwu Group involved too many connections, which would only bring trouble to Lu Yan's next entrance into the Xianxia version.
This kind of mutual benefit worked well for now.
Stepping out of the taxi, Lu Yan returned once again to his familiar run-down neighborhood.
Arriving at his door, he was about to unlock it when he noticed Mrs. Xu from next door taking her grandson to school.
Upon seeing Lu Yan, Mrs. Xu's face immediately filled with surprise.
"Little Lu, when did you come back?"
"I heard you went to the United States six months ago to work on herbal business, and many said you were settling down there. Why are you suddenly back?"
Lu Yan couldn't help but laugh at the well-informed old lady.
"Mrs. Xu, don't listen to gossip. I just went on a business trip."
After a few exchanges, Mrs. Xu remembered she had to send her grandson to school and hurriedly bid farewell before going down the stairs.
Upon entering the room, Lu Yan opened the door to find a layer of dust covering everything.
With a simple wave of his hand, he summoned a breeze using Magical Power to remove the dust, leaving the room noticeably cleaner.
Sitting on the couch, Lu Yan couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.
The spatial shifts between versions varied greatly; he had started the update from within the room, yet three versions later, he had to cross half the world to return to his starting point.
Once settled, Lu Yan didn't immediately relax, as he had an important task to complete.
Opening his personal terminal, Lu Yan searched for the Federation Archaeological Association, which promptly displayed a series of information.
He accessed the official website and carefully browsed through it, with a virtual screen popping up.
"Federation Archaeological Association Application Form"
Lu Yan filled in the required information on the form and then clicked submit.
Two hours later, a phone call came in.
"Hello, is this Mr. Lu?"
"I've seen your application, but according to our investigation, you don't have any professional record in archaeology nor do you possess any relevant credentials.
Our archaeological association is a profession-driven organization, so we're sorry to inform you..."
Before the voice on the other end could finish, Lu Yan interrupted.
"I can provide a special fund donation for the association, usable for archaeological advancements, antique conservation, and similar purposes."
The voice on the other end paused for a moment, then continued to clarify:
"Our association does not accept external..."
"Let's discuss this in person!"