Chapter 5 – Stark Party & First Successful Summon
"Hey! Dragon Country boy!"
Tony shouted into the microphone right next to Chen Tian's ear...
Chen Tian jolted out of his thoughts. "Fuck, Tony! What the hell?"
"Hahahaha, I saw you zoning out over here." Tony tossed the mic casually. Happy Hogan caught it smoothly...
"What? Not enjoying my party?" Tony plopped down on the couch beside him.
Chen Tian shook his head. "No, the party's lively… but you know, people from my country aren't really used to parties this… enthusiastic." He gestured toward the pool, where models wearing little more than tiny strips of fabric were laughing and splashing.
"HAHAHAHA!" Tony slapped Chen Tian's shoulder and doubled over laughing. "Boy, you're not still a virgin, are you?"
Chen Tian's lips twitched. "Of course not!" He would rather die than admit it. Male pride was on the line.
Tony narrowed his eyes, a sly fox-like grin spreading across his face. "Oh~ my dear Chinese boy," he drawled, tapping Chen Tian's shoulder playfully, "did you know your ears are so red they could serve as warning lights for my new armor?"
Chen Tian instinctively covered his ears. Tony laughed even harder.
"Jarvis!" Tony suddenly yelled at the ceiling. "Initiate Operation Baby Bird Rescue immediately!"
"Sir, may I remind you that the last time you used this plan, Colonel Rhodes got drunk and crashed three of your sports cars," Jarvis replied from all around the room.
"This time is different!" Tony jumped up and hooked an arm around Chen Tian's neck. "This time we have a kid who really needs to… grow up!" He leaned in and whispered dramatically, "Don't worry, I'll arrange a gentle big sister for you… or a big brother? Whatever~"
Chen Tian felt his face burning. "Tony! I really don't need—"
Tony released him with a wicked grin, circling like a shark before snapping his fingers. "Okay, Dragon Country boy, you now have two options—"
He held up two fingers with mock seriousness. "A: You go to the pool yourself and pick whoever catches your eye. I guarantee none of them will reject a VIP guest of Stark Industries."
He paused, his smirk growing. "B: I — the great Tony Stark — will personally arrange one or more 'mentors' for you. Guaranteed to make tonight unforgettable."
Chen Tian's mouth twitched. "Can I choose C? Like… going home to sleep right now?"
"Ha! Naive!" Tony spread his arms theatrically. "This is a Stark party. You think you can leave without making some 'beautiful memories'?"
He hooked an arm around Chen Tian's shoulders and whispered conspiratorially, "Listen, the December cover girls from Maxim are here — blonde twins, blue eyes, legs long enough to be escape ladders for the Empire State Building…"
Tony pulled out his phone, swiped a few times, and showed a magazine cover featuring two stunning, nearly identical models posing seductively.
"How about it?" Tony wiggled his eyebrows. "They're here tonight, and…" he dragged out the words, "they have a special interest in Dragon Country culture~"
Chen Tian's ears turned crimson. He pushed the phone away. "Enough!"
Tony laughed and patted his back. "Don't be shy, boy! Life is short — enjoy it!" He nodded toward the pool. "Look, they're already checking you out…"
Chen Tian glanced over instinctively. Sure enough, the twins were holding champagne flutes and winking at him.
Tony looked satisfied with Chen Tian's stiff reaction. He leaned close and whispered so only Chen Tian could hear, "Relax, I'll have Happy prepare some 'support tools' — like Jarvis's custom 'social translator'? Guaranteed to make your English pickup lines sound smooth as a pro."
Chen Tian: "..."
He just wanted to dig a hole and disappear.
Tony, clearly enjoying his discomfort, snapped his fingers and shouted toward the pool, "Ladies! It looks like our shy Dragon Country boy needs some warming up!"
The music instantly switched to a more sensual beat. Over a dozen bikini-clad models put down their drinks and glided toward Chen Tian like sirens. They swayed their hips, golden hair shimmering under the lights, water droplets sparkling on their skin.
"Hey! Dragon Country boy!" A red-haired girl pressed against him first, smelling faintly of coconut. "I heard you're from the East?" Her slender fingers traced his shoulder. "I've been learning your language lately…"
Before Chen Tian could respond, a blonde girl squeezed in on his other side. "Don't listen to her. She only knows 'hello' and 'thank you'."
She spoke with a sultry French accent. "I'm the one who's truly interested in your culture…"
Chen Tian felt like Tang Sanzang trapped in the spider cave, surrounded by seductive demons. His back was pressed against the couch with nowhere to retreat. Tony was laughing hysterically on the side, even pulling out his phone to record.
"Jarvis!" Tony called loudly. "Save this moment in my 'Precious Memories' folder!"
"Already saved, Sir."
At that moment, a stunning Asian girl pushed to the front. She wore a shiny silver bikini and held two cocktails with suspicious purple bubbles.
"Come on, Dragon Country boy," she pressed one glass into his hand. "Try Tony's special 'Eastern Dragon Breath'. I guarantee it'll make you…" She leaned into his ear, breath warm, "roar like a dragon~"
Chen Tian stared at the bubbling liquid, instinctively sensing danger. But before he could refuse, the girls started chanting:
"Drink! Drink! Drink!"
Tony had somehow climbed onto the coffee table like a rockstar, arms raised high. "Tonight's theme is — Get the Dragon Country boy wasted! Whoever makes our honored guest drink the first cup gets a sports car from me!"
The girls' screams nearly shook the roof. Chen Tian looked around desperately. Even Pepper was standing in the distance with an amused "this should be good" expression. Yinsen had been pushed to a corner and was watching him with pure sympathy.
"Tony…" Chen Tian tried one last protest, "you know I'm allergic to alcohol…"
"Wait… what are you guys—"
Before he could finish, Tony swiftly tilted the entire glass into his mouth.
"Cough! Cough! Cough!" Chen Tian coughed violently, his throat burning. "Tony Stark! I'm going to kill you!"
"Hahahahaha! Drink up! Get wild!" Tony didn't care about the murderous glare at all and laughed even louder.
When Chen Tian opened his eyes again, a splitting hangover pounded in his head. He instinctively tried to block the sunlight, only to find his right arm numb under something soft and heavy.
"Ugh…" he groaned painfully and turned his stiff neck.
The sight before him instantly woke him up completely.
A snow-white, naked body was curled up in his right arm, long golden hair spilling across his chest. Even worse, an almost identical body was wrapped around his left leg like an octopus. At the foot of the bed, the Asian girl slept with her back to him, her smooth spine gleaming like pearls in the morning light.
Chen Tian realized in horror that he was completely naked, with only a crumpled sheet barely covering his lower body.
The three girls were in the same state. Scattered clothes littered the room like crime scene evidence — a silver bikini hung from the lamp, stockings draped over the headboard, and one high heel was comically stuck in a champagne bucket.
"Fuck… me…" he sucked in a sharp breath and tried to carefully extract himself, but he accidentally woke the blonde in his arm.
"Morning~" The girl traced his abs with her fingertips, her voice husky from the night before. "Your Russian… was really sexy…"
Chen Tian was still confused about when he had spoken Russian when the door was suddenly kicked open.
Tony strolled in holding up his phone, camera pointed straight at Chen Tian's face. "Alright, live stream viewers! This is the legendary 'Dragon Country Kung Fu' — one man vs three beauties in a single night!"
"Tony, I'll fuck your ancestors!" Chen Tian grabbed an ashtray and hurled it. In his panic he nearly kicked off the sheet. The three girls woke up screaming.
"Relax~" Tony dodged nimbly and pointed at the ceiling with a donut in hand. "Jarvis can testify — you were just having… uh… cultural exchange." He smirked and pulled up a holographic projection. "For example, this part—"
The footage showed a very naked Chen Tian standing on the dining table, shouting random lines from Marxism at the top of his lungs while the three equally naked girls smeared whipped cream all over him.
"Fuck! Turn it off!" Chen Tian's face turned beet red as he lunged at Tony, only to trip over the sheet and fall embarrassingly into the pile of girls.
Tony seized the moment and snapped a close-up. "Perfect! This one will be titled 'Marxism in the Morning Light'!"
Chen Tian knelt on the floor in utter despair, finally understanding what "social death" felt like.
Tony was already heading for the door. He blew a kiss over his shoulder. "Don't worry, Dragon Country boy. I ordered you some kidney-tonifying soup — made with… emmm… aluminum rim stew? I think that's how you say it."
After Tony left, the room finally quieted. The three girls giggled as they got dressed. Before leaving, they each blew him a kiss.
"Next time let's 'study Chinese' together again~" the blonde twins said in unison, winking.
The Asian girl slipped a note into Chen Tian's pants pocket. "This is my private number… feel free to call for 'extra lessons'." She licked her lips suggestively.
The door clicked shut. Chen Tian finally let out a long sigh of relief. He rubbed his temples, then suddenly remembered something important — today was summoning day again.
"Almost forgot!" He jumped up and rushed into the bathroom. Warm water washed away the smell of alcohol. Bathing and changing clothes — this was a ritual every proper citizen took seriously.
(Definitely not because his previous summons had been three straight failures and he was feeling unlucky.)
Chen Tian deliberately put on a clean white outfit and sat cross-legged on the balcony.
Eyes closed, he prayed fervently to every god and immortal he could think of: "Jade Pure Yuanshi Tianzun, Upper Pure Lingbao Tianzun, Grand Pure Daode Tianzun, please bless me this time and let me summon something good!"
After endless praying, Chen Tian felt a jolt run through his body. His eyes snapped open as he shouted:
"Summon!"
The scenery around him shifted. Countless galaxies spun into existence, filled with flashing game and comic scenes that suddenly froze.
"Huh? Wait — finally something?!" Chen Tian exclaimed excitedly.
In the starry projection appeared a vast ocean with a large ship sailing on it. At the bow was a massive cartoon lion head figurehead.
"One Piece? The Thousand Sunny?" Chen Tian stared intently.
The sea in the image suddenly churned. A Japanese sword flew out of the galaxy and landed in his arms.
A weight settled in his hands. An ancient, elegant katana materialized in his palm. A gentle will flowed through the hilt into his mind, delivering information:
[Shodai Kitetsu: Supreme Grade Sword, one of the 12 Saijo O Wazamono] [The personal blade of Saint Jaygarcia Saturn from the manga One Piece.]
Chen Tian's eyes sparkled as he looked at the First Generation Kitetsu. "Wow… a Supreme Grade Sword from One Piece. Nice!"
But before he could get too excited, he sighed. "Sigh… what's the point of having a sword if I don't know how to use it?"
The moment the words left his mouth, Kitetsu vibrated. A warm current surged through his body.
"What the…?"
Instantly, the swordsmanship insights and decades of training experience from Jaygarcia Saturn flooded into Chen Tian's mind.
He closed his eyes, fully immersed in the blade mastery inheritance.
At that exact moment, Tony pushed the door open again.
Seeing Chen Tian sitting cross-legged on the balcony, he teased, "Chinese boy, you're not depressed because of my little jokes last night, are you? That would make Tony feel guilty."
Chen Tian didn't respond. Tony raised an eyebrow and tiptoed closer, waving a hand in front of his face. No reaction — not even a eyelash twitch.
"Jarvis, scan him," Tony whispered. "Don't tell me the 'Eastern Dragon Breath' actually fried his brain."
"Sir, Mr. Chen's vital signs are perfectly stable," Jarvis replied in quiet mode. "However, his brainwave activity is unusually high, similar to deep meditation."
Tony pursed his lips, his gaze landing on the First Generation Kitetsu. He reached out to touch it, but the blade suddenly hummed with a light vibration, making him yank his hand back.
"What the hell?!" Tony's eyes widened. "This thing's alive?"
Right then, Chen Tian took a deep breath and his eyes flew open.
Tony found himself staring into a pair of razor-sharp, blade-like eyes and nearly fell on his ass.
"Fuck!" Tony jumped back half a step. "You little—"
Chen Tian stood up slowly, then leaped onto the balcony railing in one smooth motion. He stared at the distant sea, one hand on the sheath and the other on the hilt of Kitetsu.
He took a deep breath and drew the blade in one swift motion.
Tony's mouth fell open wide enough to fit a whole donut.
He watched in disbelief as a wide silver sword energy slash burst from Chen Tian's katana.
The slash tore through the air, splitting the distant sea in two and sending dozens-of-meters-high waves crashing up.
The water parted like it had been ripped open by an invisible giant hand, revealing a deep chasm that lasted three full seconds before slamming shut.
"I… my… fuck…"
"Jarvis!" Tony's voice cracked. "What the hell was that?!"
"Sir, based on energy scan," Jarvis paused unusually, "the energy Mr. Chen just released is equivalent to a medium-sized Jericho missile."
Tony's expression went completely blank.
We escaped that cave together. We were supposed to be normal people. So why did you suddenly become a superhuman? And now all that time I spent shielding you and Yinsen with the armor… makes me look completely useless?
Tony unconsciously rubbed his nose, suddenly feeling like it was big and red again.