Knocked Senseless with Soul Bones

Tang San turned around and walked towards Hu Liena.

Before the battle began, he had the two of them stay away from the fighting area. Now they were standing on a small hill at the edge of the battlefield.

Hu Liena stood there, while Hu Yao in her arms had been awakened by the commotion. Her little mouth was slightly pouting, as if she was about to cry at any moment, but Hu Liena gently rocked her back to sleep.

Her short orange hair was slightly disheveled by the evening breeze. Her gaze was fixed on the direction Tang San was coming from, her body slightly tense, as if she was waiting for something.

Tang San approached, glanced at the child in Hu Liena's arms, then at Hu Liena's eyes filled with complex emotions, and said calmly, "Zhang San must have a way of sensing your whereabouts. It's no longer safe for you to stay in Nuoding City. Come back to Heaven Dou City with me."

Hu Liena remained silent for a moment, looked down at Hu Yao in her arms, and then looked up at Tang San, as if to confirm whether Tang San was reliable or not.

After hesitating for a moment, she finally nodded slightly.

Tang San didn't say anything more. He stretched out his hand, and a gentle Soul Power enveloped the three of them. Then he took off and flew towards the direction of Heaven Dou City.

The lights of Nuoding City grew smaller and smaller behind them, eventually merging into the night.

A day later, Tang San arrived at Heaven Dou City with Hu Liena and the others.

Tang San, along with Hu Liena and the others, landed directly in the backyard of the Blue Hao Prince's Residence.

Xiao Wu and Shui Yue'er were sitting in the courtyard with Ye Lingling, drinking tea and chatting. Ye Lingling's belly was already slightly protruding.

When they saw Tang San land with Hu Liena and Xie Yue, they all gathered around, their eyes falling on the swaddling clothes containing the child.

Xiao Wu's eyes lit up. "Third Brother... you're amazing! You even managed to bring back the Saintess of the Spirit Hall Empire!"

This earned Hu Liena rolling her eyes at Tang San.

Tang San reached out and lightly patted Xiao Wu on the head. "Don't you know how capable your Third Brother is?"

Ye Lingling came over and looked at Xiao Yaoyao in the cradle, and smiled, "What an adorable little girl! Third Brother, I want to have a child as cute as her too."

"Alright, alright, have them all! Have them all! Not one can be missing!"

Tang San settled Hu Liena in a quiet room on the east side of the backyard and instructed people to prepare bedding and daily necessities for the baby.

That night, Tang San went to Hu Liena's room.

The door wasn't locked. When he gently pushed it open, Hu Liena had just put Xiao Yaoyao to sleep and was sitting on the edge of the bed, gently patting the edge of the swaddling clothes. When she heard the door open, she looked up and saw Tang San. Her expression became somewhat unnatural, and she looked away.

"Is Yao Yao asleep?" Tang San asked.

Hu Liena nodded, without looking at him. "She just fell asleep."

Tang San walked to the cradle, looked down at the sleeping Xiao Yaoyao, whose little face was rosy and whose breathing was even.

Hu Liena had already sat back down on the sofa, her arms crossed in front of her, her gaze shifting unnaturally to the window.

Tang San walked over and sat down next to her.

There was a moment of silence between them.

Tang San touched his nose, shifted his position, and sat down next to Hu Liena.

Hu Liena felt the sofa cushion sink in, her body stiffened slightly, and then she moved to the other side.

Tang San also moved closer, getting even closer.

Hu Liena turned her head and gave Tang San a disdainful look, conveying a warning that said, "Don't push your luck."

Tang San just smiled awkwardly, then reached out and gently put his arm around her waist.

Hu Liena's body visibly tensed up. She raised her hand and pushed Tang San's arm, but not with much force. Even Tang San knew that it was just for show.

Tang San didn't let go. Hu Liena tried to push him away twice but failed, so she gave up and turned her head to the other side, refusing to look at him.

Tang San's hand didn't move around randomly; it simply rested quietly on her waist, letting her get used to the touch.

"Nana," Tang San said softly, "Thank you for giving me such a lovely daughter."

Hu Liena didn't turn around, her voice carrying a deliberate hint of coldness. "You're overthinking it. That's my daughter, not yours."

"Yes, yes, it's your daughter."

Tang San moved a little closer.

Hu Liena turned her head. "That's true. I've almost died at your hands several times, how could I possibly have your child?"

Tang San's eyes showed a hint of embarrassment as he tried to deny it, saying, "It's a misunderstanding, a complete misunderstanding."

He leaned closer and said softly, "Don't worry, I promise I'll make it up to you and your daughter in the future."

"Hmph." Hu Liena turned her head to the other side again.

Tang San was not in a hurry. He took something out of his Storage Soul Tool.

It was a Head Soul Bone, dark red in color, with deep, flowing patterns on its surface, gleaming with a warm luster in the candlelight. "Nana, this is a Head Soul Bone that's 100,000 years old, a gift for Yao Yao."

Hu Liena turned her head, her face showing obvious shock.

"Are you serious?"

She looked at the Soul Bone radiating powerful spiritual energy, then at Tang San, her voice tinged with uncertainty.

"Of course, I always keep my word."

Hu Liena reached out and took the Soul Bone, examining it several times before storing it in her Storage Soul Tool: "Since you insist on giving it to me, I'll reluctantly accept it. Why not take it if it's free? You have a conscience."

Tang San smiled and took out the second Soul Bone.

It was a torso bone, dark brown all over, with a warm, dark golden luster in the light.

Tang San said, "This is a 100,000-year-old Qian Jun Ant Emperor Torso Bone, which I'm giving to you."

Hu Liena turned around again, facing Tang San, and looked at him with disbelief.

Even though she grew up in the Spirit Hall and was Saintess, she had never seen Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone, yet he casually took out two. Was this some kind of cabbage?

Hu Liena looked Tang San up and down. "Are you sure you want to give this to me?"

Tang San handed the Soul Bone to her. "I'm sure, take it."

Hu Liena reached out and took the Soul Bone, her fingertips trembling slightly as they touched Soul Bone.

Her eyes were already reddening, as if something was slowly melting there.

Hu Liena held the Soul Bone in her hand, lowered her head, and her shoulders twitched slightly.

Tang San didn't say anything more, but simply pulled Hu Liena into his arms and let her lean on his shoulder.

He chuckled inwardly, thinking, "I refuse to believe that Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone can't knock this little fox unconscious? If one isn't enough, then I'll have another one!"

Hu Liena let out a few sobs in his arms, and Tang San put his other hand on her shoulder.

"That..."

"What..."

Hu Liena pretended to shake her shoulders, as if trying to shake off Tang San's hand, but how could such a slight tremor possibly shake him off? Tang San understood the obvious hint.

If not now, when?

Tang San gently lifted her face, said nothing, and directly lowered his head to kiss her.

"Waaah..."

Hu Liena's body stiffened slightly, and the torso bone in her hand fell to the side.

She placed her hands on Tang San's chest as if making a last-ditch effort, but Tang San held her tightly from behind with his other hand.

Hu Liena quickly gave up resisting, raised her hands, hooked them around Tang San's neck, and began to respond to him passionately, even more eagerly than Tang San himself.

Tang San could feel her body temperature rising rapidly, her breathing becoming more and more rapid, and her fingers tearing at the fabric on his back.

He gently laid Hu Liena back on the sofa.

Tearing and clattering sounds filled the room.

It felt as if I had returned to the camp of the Spirit Hall Empire.

Xiao Yaoyao was still sleeping peacefully in her cradle, completely unaware of the fierce battle taking place on the sofa.

Nothing more was said that night.