Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
His long-established biological clock meant Ye Qiu had already opened his eyes at sunrise.
A girl's sweet fragrance lingered around his nose, and a warm, soft body was pressed against him.
"Awake?"
A warm breeze brushed past his ear.
"Yan Yan? Why are you up so early today?"
Ye Qiu turned his head, his eyes meeting hers in confusion.
Dugu Yan smiled, her soft, boneless fingers gently tracing the surface of Ye Qiu's chest.
"I'm meeting your Rongrong today~ I should prepare properly!"
"Yan Yan, sorry! Ouch~"
She tilted her head back, nuzzling Ye Qiu's neck, her lips parting slightly, exhaling warm breath, and bit down.
Ye Qiu stopped his soft words, gasped, and remembered the gesture she had taught him, slowly wrapping his arms around her slender, smooth waist.
He could feel her moist, warm tongue twitching.
When she moved it away, a red mark remained, like a strawberry covered in morning dew.
Dugu Yan, now shy and bashful, had a misty look in her green eyes, tinged with a hint of resentment, as she gently stroked Ye Qiu's cheek with her slender hand.
"Don't worry, I know what you're worried about. I won't make things too difficult for you. Who told me to come later~!" "
...You hold a place in my heart no less!"
Ye Qiu paused, then gently touched her forehead and hugged her tightly.
"Pfft, of course I know! I'm just annoyed that guy keeps deliberately provoking me."
Dugu Yan leaned against Ye Qiu, a relieved smile on her face.
"Alright, you go cultivate first, I'll wash up."
"Okay!" Ye Qiu responded softly, about to leave, but she stopped him.
"Did you forget something?"
Dugu Yan pointed to her lips, her green robe rising and falling, highlighting her alluring figure.
"Yan Yan, good morning!"
Ye Qiu understood, their lips met, and he gave a light nod.
Having spent so much time together, Ye Qiu's behavior became much more natural when making intimate gestures.
"Mm, good morning! Haha,"
Dugu Yan responded, generously offering Ye Qiu a treat early in the morning, giggling as she looked at his face, flushed from being suffocated. He felt
a slight burning and tingling sensation in his own body.
*Click!
* "What the hell! What is that?!"
Ye Qiu had just opened the door when a gossipy face appeared in his line of sight, startling him into swearing.
"Kid, what are you saying?"
Ye Qiu looked helplessly at the dark green-haired figure before him, patting his back to catch his breath.
"I say, senior, what are you doing standing at my door?"
"Hehehe," Dugu Bo didn't speak, only looking at Ye Qiu with a meaningful smile, occasionally raising an eyebrow.
Ye Qiu looked at Dugu Bo, who was grinning strangely, with a hint of comicality or even lewdness, and couldn't help but feel a few black lines appear on his forehead.
"Hey, senior, why are you staring at me and laughing like that?"
Dugu Bo chuckled, put his arm around Ye Qiu's shoulder, and pulled him aside.
"Kid, tell me honestly, how far have things progressed with my Yan Yan?"
"Let me tell you, I'm quite knowledgeable about pharmacology, do you need me to help you with some fertility-enhancing treatments?"
"Damn it! You shameless old man, stop right there! We haven't even reached the final step yet."
Seeing Dugu Bo getting more and more excited, Ye Qiu quickly interrupted him.
"Hmph! You're not kidding me, are you? Look at all this on you!"
Dugu Bo grabbed Ye Qiu's collar with disbelief, revealing several red hickeys that trailed down his neck. These were all Dugu Yan's handiwork from last night.
Putting aside his previous "I love a piece of firewood" arrangement, just looking at these things, it was clear that things were progressing well!
"It's already like this, why don't you hurry up and make a baby so I can hold my great-grandson soon!"
"Hold a baby? Are you crazy!"
Ye Qiu quickly shoved his hand away, looking at him in shock.
"How old am I? You already want to hold your great-grandson!?"
"Go cool off somewhere else, I'm going to cultivate."
Ye Qiu glanced at him speechlessly, shook off his hand on his shoulder, ignored him, and leaped onto the roof to begin cultivating the Purple Demon Eye.
"Hey! This brat is young, but he's got quite a temper."
Dugu Bo looked at Ye Qiu on the roof and chuckled twice. He was indeed a bit impatient.
However, his original purpose was just to find out when Ye Qiu could consummate his marriage with Yan Yan. With his old age and experience, how could he not see through this?
"Fine, if Yan Yan isn't in a hurry, this potential stock is probably going to be mine! Hehehe."
With a strange laugh, Dugu Bo returned to his room and began studying the dark green poison pill he had spat out.
The young couple were inseparable, and Dugu Bo didn't want to be in their way, especially since he had more important matters to attend to—the better continuation of the Dugu family.
A few days ago, Ye Qiu had already mentioned to him that he needed to research the formation of the poison pill within his body, in order to completely eliminate the hidden danger of the snake venom being inherited.
In Dugu Bo's view, storing toxins with a poison pill was indeed better than a soul bone, not only for the soul master's personal safety but also for improving strength!
Time slowly passed, and Ye Qiu had only just finished cultivating. As he was feeding a medicinal herb to the Jade-Eyed Cloud-Winged Tiger, Xiao Lan's voice echoed in his mind.
Ning Rongrong was almost finished preparing!
Ye Qiu twitched his lips, revealing a wry smile. Was it really necessary for everyone to get up so early?
Looking at the tiger in front of him, which had grown considerably larger, Ye Qiu grabbed its large face and gave it a few hard strokes.
Roar! The tiger let out a low, aggrieved growl.
Since returning from the last Soul Hunt, Ye Qiu has placed it next to the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well and occasionally picks some herbs for it to eat. Its cultivation level has reached more than two thousand years.
Just then, Dugu Yan emerged from her room.
A gentle voice called from behind.
"Ye Qiu!"
Turning around, Ye Qiu's eyes lit up. Dugu Yan had changed into a tight-fitting green dress and high heels, her figure tall and curvaceous.
Her long hair was simply tied back with a ribbon, strands fluttering in the breeze, the thin mist making her appear even more ethereal and captivating.
"How is it?"
Swaying her slender waist, Dugu Yan walked to Ye Qiu's side, taking his arm, her breath sweet as orchids.
"Beautiful!"
Ye Qiu exclaimed sincerely, looking at her exquisite face, her luscious red lips, her full body—all exuding stunning charm.
"Hmph! Of course!"
Dugu Yan chuckled lightly. To face Ning Rongrong, she had to present her best self.
"By the way, Rongrong's all ready. I'll take you there first, then pick her up!"
"Okay! I'm also looking forward to officially meeting her!"
Dugu Yan gently touched Ye Qiu's lips, and then the two disappeared from where they were.
After taking her to the private room Ning Rongrong had booked, Ye Qiu disappeared again, his figure appearing in the courtyard of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
"Brother!"
As soon as he appeared, Xiao Lan sensed him and rushed into his arms like a swallow returning to its nest.
"Xiao Lan, where's Rongrong?"
Looking at Xiao Lan, who was hanging on him with her legs on his waist, her face still a little sleepy, as if she hadn't woken up yet.
"She's in her room, woof!"
"Coming!"
As soon as Xiao Lan finished speaking, Ning Rongrong's clear voice came from inside the room. The door opened, and a figure wearing a light blue pleated dress ran towards Ye Qiu.
Holding the hem of her dress, she twirled around, and a fragrant breeze wafted over.
Her pretty face, lightly made up, wore a gentle smile. Her long brown hair was adorned with delicate yet elegant hair accessories.
There was no arrogance, only tranquility and grace; her smile was like a spring breeze, making her seem like an elegant princess.
She fluttered like a butterfly, wanting to alight in Ye Qiu's arms.
Xiao Lan, understanding the situation, also left, making room for her.
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He wondered what Ning Rongrong had used to bribe her this time.
Ning Rongrong stood on tiptoe, tilting her head back to look at him.
"Hehe, Ye Qiu, how is it?"
"Very pretty."
Ye Qiu put his arm around her waist, enjoying her demure and charming appearance.
He could only hope that she wouldn't 'go bewitched' when the two women met, since she still had a bit of a little witch-like demeanor when facing others.
"Smack!"
A long good morning kiss.
After the sensual greeting, Ning Rongrong, her cheeks flushed, leaned against Ye Qiu's chest, pursing her lips, her brows already furrowed.
"Hmph! I can smell her
." She glared at Ye Qiu with unfriendly eyes, her blue eyes filled
with a mixture of shyness and malice .
"Hehe."
Ye Qiu's dry laugh earned him a roll of his eyes from Ning Rongrong.
"Alright, take me there!"
...
While Ye Qiu was still worried about the way the two women would get along,
far away in Wuhun City, information about him had already been delivered to Qian Daoliu.
The first rays of the rising sun fell upon the face of the angel statue in the center of Wuhun City, making it appear incredibly sacred, before slowly illuminating the entire city.
At the mountain peak, the ancestral hall stood, draped in golden light, exuding an ancient and profound aura.
Inside, there was also a statue of the Angel God, which, even indoors, emitted a faint golden, holy glow.
Directly below, sat a middle-aged man who appeared to be in his thirties or forties, tall but not muscular, with handsome features and long, golden hair that gave him an air of nobility. His aura was incredibly comforting.
This man was none other than Qian Daoliu, one of the three peerless Douluo of this era!
At this moment, he held the letter his granddaughter had sent back, his face devout like that of an ordinary believer.
He seemed to be murmuring to himself, or perhaps asking someone.
"Ancestor, is Ye Qiu also one of the chosen ones of the gods?"
The message in the letter left him uncertain.
The entire hall was silent; no one answered him.
After a long while, the golden light emanating from the sacred angel sculpture seemed to be gathering towards its brow.
A wisp of golden thread flew out from its brow and fell downwards.
Qian Daoliu's expression became even more devout. He put down the letter in his hand, cupping it in his hands as if receiving a supreme divine object.
The thread swirled in his hands for a moment, then burrowed into his brow. In a daze, a message appeared in his mind!
The golden angel statue dimmed considerably.
"Thank you, Ancestor!"
A look of understanding appeared on Qian Daoliu's face. He bowed his head deeply to the ground. Before his ancestor, he was the most devout believer!
Since Xue'er's birth, the angel statue had begun to emit a faint light. He had heard his ancestor's call by chance.
This filled him with overwhelming joy! From then on, he spent almost every day here, bathed in divine light.
Time passed quietly, and a letter bearing the words 'To Xue'er' was sent from the Hall of Worship towards Tian Dou City.
...
In a private room of the most luxurious restaurant in Tian Dou.
Several leather sofas were placed around a large table, and the food was almost ready.
Ye Qiu appeared with Ning Rongrong and Xiao Lan.
As soon as they appeared, Ning Rongrong's gaze locked onto Dugu Yan, who had just gotten up from the sofa.
Their eyes seemed to spark.
Ning Rongrong snorted coldly, while Dugu Yan ignored her and walked straight to Ye Qiu's side.
"Hello, Sister Yan Yan~" Xiao Lan greeted.
"Hmm, Xiao Lan must be hungry, right? How about letting your brother cuddle with me for a while?"
"Ah! Sister Yan Yan~ Why are you like this!" Before she could answer, Dugu Yan pulled her away, her face immediately showing a wronged expression.
"Ye Qiu, come sit here!" Dugu Yan pulled Ye Qiu and tried to walk to the left.
"Why should I listen to you? Ye Qiu should sit with me!" Ning Rongrong also pulled Ye Qiu and pulled him to the right.
"Ye Qiu! What do you think?" ×2
The two girls looked at Ye Qiu with smiles in their eyes, waiting for his answer.
Ye Qiu's back was sweating; he hadn't expected the two women to get into the mood so quickly.
He cautiously pointed to the sofa in the middle, and both women rolled their eyes at him.
But they still did as he pointed.
Time slowly passed, and from the moment Ye Qiu sat down, this silent war officially began.
The shouting and cursing were incessant.
"I was here first! You should call me 'sister'!"
"Hmph! So what? I've already had our wedding ceremony with Ye Qiu, and we almost slept together! We've already been intimate! *kiss*"
"Ah!! You shameless woman, that was just you drugging me! You're not allowed to kiss me! *kiss*"
"Even so, it's still a fact! I'm older than you, and I'm faster than you, so you should call me 'sister'!"
...
Xiao Lan, seeing this strange atmosphere, didn't dare to interfere and sat down alone at the table to fight back. She
swallowed hard, her eyes fixed on the two older women opposite her, who had been secretly competing since they first met.
In her line of sight, Ye Qiu, Ning Rongrong, and Dugu Yan were sitting on the same sofa, each holding one arm, neither giving way to the other.
Ye Qiu's cheeks were covered in countless lipstick marks, his face damp and exuding different fragrances.
He bounced back and forth between the two women's arms, barely leaving Yan Yan's warm embrace before leaning against a tablet.
At the same time, Ning Rongrong's exasperated voice rang out.
"Ah! You stinky woman, so what if you have big breasts? I'll grow them too!"
Her eyes were fixed on Ye Qiu's chest, as if she wanted to scrape them off with her gaze!
Ever since Ye Qiu arrived, this stinky woman had been using those things to seduce him!
Dugu Yan's lips curled slightly, she straightened her body, and even took Ye Qiu's hand and placed it on her chest.
"Hehe... these are my ample assets as a woman, let Ye Qiu lean against me, you might bump into him."
"You shameless!"
Ning Rongrong grabbed Ye Qiu's hand, unsure where to put it.
Dugu Yan seized the opportunity to pull Ye Qiu slightly towards her.
"Yan Yan... Rongrong!"
Ye Qiu, like a puppet on strings, was being pulled along by the two.
Seeing that he couldn't compete with Dugu Yan in terms of sex appeal or speed in getting to first base,
he was interrupted by Ning Rongrong as soon as he opened his mouth to speak. "Ye Qiu! Don't speak!"
"Hmph! You actually dared to use drugs to get Ye Qiu, is it that my Sword Grandpa's sword isn't sharp enough, or my Bone Grandpa's bones aren't strong enough?"
"Believe me or not, I'll have them arrest your so-called grandpa and give him a good beating!"
"Hmph! All you do is bully others by relying on the prestige of your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. Without that sect, you can't do anything! You're just a pretty face!" "Nonsense!
Ye Qiu said that even if I leave the sect, I'm still a genius with innate soul power at level nine! The owner of the number one auxiliary martial soul in the world!"
Ning Rongrong angrily grabbed Ye Qiu's arm and leaned on his shoulder.
Dugu Yan rolled her eyes at Ye Qiu, let go of him, took a sip of tea to moisten her throat, and looked at Ning Rongrong with contempt and indifference.
"Hehe. If you really left the sect, someone with your personality wouldn't have a good life for long, right? If I'm not mistaken, Ye Qiu used to dislike you quite a bit."
"Yan Yan!" Ye Qiu frowned, interrupting her.
"You're talking nonsense! Ye Qiu doesn't dislike me that much!" Ning Rongrong panicked, gripping Ye Qiu's arm tightly.
"Then why don't you go out and try it? See who outside will tolerate you?"