Could I Have Hit the Jackpot?

Ye Feiyang turned at the sound and immediately saw that Liu Erlong's body was covered in marks he had left behind. Some were strawberry-red, while others were faint bruises, standing out like red flowers against green leaves.

He clicked his tongue twice and looked at Liu Erlong with a half-smile. For a moment, he was actually reluctant to use his Soul Skill to erase them. Those marks were all evidence of his "victory," proof of his accomplishments!

But Liu Erlong was, after all, the dean of Blue Tyrant Academy. Though he hated to part with them, if he did not treat her, she probably would not be able to show her face outside today. "Alright, I'll treat you right away!"

With a wave of his hand, a gentle green glow enveloped Liu Erlong. In only a few moments, every mark on her body vanished without a trace, restoring her to normal.

"Phew~~ That feels much better..." Liu Erlong let out a long breath. The soreness throughout her body had finally faded, though she still felt mentally exhausted. It seemed she would need sleep to recover completely.

Without those "decorations," Liu Erlong looked much more refreshed. Compared to yesterday, there was now an added mature charm between her brows, making her even more alluring.

Ye Feiyang sighed inwardly—this was probably the change between a girl and a woman. When two people loved each other, such things should naturally follow their course.

Originally, he had planned to visit Tang Yuehua at Moonlight Pavilion and test her attitude. Yet he had failed to take things any further. Presumably, Moonlight Pavilion had too many people around, so he had not dared act rashly. Later, because of this, he had unexpectedly clashed with Xue Qinghe at the academy, leaving things somewhat unpleasant.

That was why he had gone to see Liu Erlong that night. He had only wanted to chat with her and drink some wine to ease his mood, but he had not expected such an unexpected gain.

After tidying himself up a little, Ye Feiyang slipped straight into the kitchen and got to work. Before long, a pot of lean pork congee was bubbling away, steam rising as an enticing fragrance filled the room.

He walked to the bedside and gently shook Liu Erlong awake as she continued lounging in bed. "Sister, how about getting up to eat something before going back to sleep?"

Liu Erlong had been forcibly "booted up," and she really was hungry. She shot Ye Feiyang a resentful look. "Eat, eat, eat. All you know is eating! Hmph... you beast, you have no idea how unbearable the soreness is!"

Seeing Liu Erlong moving so carefully, Ye Feiyang secretly found it funny—his healing Soul Skill was so powerful that her discomfort should have vanished by now. Did she really need to be so cautious? Still, he did not dare say that aloud, lest he upset her.

"Mmm, this congee tastes great. I didn't expect you to have this kind of skill!" Liu Erlong took a mouthful, and her taste buds instantly awakened. Before she knew it, she had eaten another bowl.

Ye Feiyang did not sit idle either. He sat beside her and ate with her. The pot of congee was soon finished between them. After all, he had been at it all night and was genuinely starving.

After eating, Liu Erlong regained some strength. Seeing Ye Feiyang's smug expression, she suddenly felt unwilling to lose. She directly sat on his lap, blinked at him, and asked, "Are you full? Do you want to 'eat' something else?"

Ye Feiyang glanced out the window. The sun had already climbed halfway into the sky. If his three disciples could not find him, who knew what they might start imagining again? "Can we continue tonight? If my disciples can't see me, they'll worry."

The smile on Liu Erlong's face vanished. She gave a light cough and said with feigned composure, "Fine. Sister will wait for you."

Although she had been rejected, Liu Erlong was secretly delighted—she had only wanted to test Ye Feiyang's limits. Judging by his response, she clearly had the upper hand! Still, seeing that he remained so spirited, she became somewhat worried. She feared that if things really continued, it might backfire.

After cleaning up the kitchen, Ye Feiyang said goodbye. "Sister, I'm heading back first. Rest well and build up your energy. I'll come tonight."

"Go, go, go! Hurry up and leave!" Liu Erlong's face flushed as she shoved Ye Feiyang out the door and slammed it shut with a bang.

After confirming that Ye Feiyang had gone far away, Liu Erlong finally burst into laughter. Covering her burning cheeks, she muttered softly, "What a troublesome little rascal."

"No, no, I need to get out and avoid the heat for a while... Hide for five days first?" She stretched her body, then added, "Whatever. I'll leave this place first, or he'll cling to me again tonight."

Liu Erlong quickly changed clothes, carefully cleaned up the "battlefield," then slipped out of the little house without looking back.

Meanwhile, at Supreme Academy.

With a relaxed and cheerful mood, Ye Feiyang slowly returned to the academy. As soon as he entered, he saw Zhu Zhuqing, Xiao Wu, Shui Bing'er, and Huo Wu sparring fiercely in the open space, while Ning Rongrong stood nearby giving pointers and occasionally shouting encouragement.

He stopped to watch for a while. It had to be said that after only one night, the progress of his disciples was obvious to the naked eye. Ye Feiyang slowly walked forward, and the five of them soon noticed him.

"You're doing well. Keep it up," Ye Feiyang said with a smile, then prepared to head toward his courtyard.

Zhu Zhuqing and the others did not think much of it after hearing that, and they continued sparring. Only Ning Rongrong had nothing to do. She jogged over, grabbed Ye Feiyang's arm, and blinked her big eyes. "Teacher, I didn't see you leave. Why are you coming back from outside?"

After saying that, Ning Rongrong raised her brows slightly and leaned closer to sniff him. The smile on her face instantly froze. "Teacher, why do you smell like another woman?"

Ye Feiyang's heart skipped a beat—what was going on? Did all these women have noses like dogs? How could they all smell other people on him?

He hurriedly covered Ning Rongrong's mouth and lowered his voice. "Don't shout. Teacher just went climbing a few mountains to exercise, that's all!"

Seeing how nervous Ye Feiyang looked, Ning Rongrong became even more certain of her suspicions, and her expression darkened. Suddenly, as if she had thought of something, her nose stung and her eyes reddened at once.

Seeing this, Ye Feiyang quickly pulled Ning Rongrong aside. Only after they were out of the other four's sight did he release her. "What are you trying to do? No crying. Hold it back!"

Ning Rongrong sniffled, her voice clearly choked with tears. "Teacher, did you... go out to 'eat in secret'? So you didn't leave this morning—you never came back all night, did you?"

She finally understood now. She simply had not considered that possibility before. But combined with Ye Feiyang's reaction and the scent on him, every clue pointed to one answer. Wasn't it obvious?

Ye Feiyang froze—what was this? How had Ning Rongrong guessed it in one shot?

"Uh, well... Teacher really did just spend the whole night climbing mountains. Don't overthink it, okay?" Ye Feiyang still tried to explain himself.

Ning Rongrong rolled her eyes inwardly. Do you think I'm stupid? I've read far more storybooks than you could imagine. Such a lousy excuse can't fool me!

Sigh, it felt like bricks had gotten into her eyes. She really could not hold it in anymore. Her tears came pouring down, pattering onto the ground. "Sob... Teacher, I was clearly here first. How could you be good to someone else before me?"

At that moment, Ye Feiyang felt like his head had grown twice as large. He had no idea how to comfort her. "Come on, stop crying first, will you? Would you be happy if you attracted all of them over here?"

Ning Rongrong tried hard to hold back her tears. Pouting, she glared at Ye Feiyang resentfully, looking so aggrieved that it tugged at the heart. "Teacher, you're playing favorites!"

Ye Feiyang glared back at her. "What favorites? Look at you. How old are you? Why are you thinking about all this messy nonsense every day?"

Ning Rongrong was clearly unconvinced. Looking wounded, she said, "Teacher, I'm just too sad. Do you know? You're my whole world now. If you make me sad, it's like the whole world is making me sad. And I'm afraid that once you have someone you like, you won't like us anymore."

It was the first time Ye Feiyang had seen Ning Rongrong like this, and his heart softened. "Don't be sad. Teacher won't stop liking you all. Alright, hurry back and cultivate. Don't waste time here."

He wanted to send Ning Rongrong away quickly, muttering inwardly: These disciples are all something else. I'll have to be more careful in the future and stop being so careless. They may seem carefree normally, but every one of them is extremely perceptive.

Quite a few accidents had already happened because of his carelessness. Clearly, he lacked experience. Now he silently committed it to memory—if he "ate in secret" in the future, he had to remember to "wipe his mouth" and leave no traces behind!

"Cultivate? Teacher, do you think I'm in the mood to cultivate in my current state? What if I suffer qi deviation?" Ning Rongrong had stopped crying, but her tone was still full of displeasure.

Right now, she felt as if her home had been robbed. What made it worse was that she did not even know who the "thief" was. The more she thought about it, the more unwilling she felt—why? Was it because she was not old enough? If one person was not enough, then wouldn't three people together be enough? Wasn't triple the happiness better?

Ye Feiyang had a headache. He reached out and gently stroked Ning Rongrong's hair. "If you don't want to cultivate, then go clean. That job has nothing to do with your mood, and it'll help you calm down."

Ning Rongrong widened her eyes, her cheeks puffing out—this teacher was obviously a "scumbag." By all rights, he should have been good at comforting people. Why could he not even say something nice now?

Can't you comfort me a little? A hug or a kiss would do! I'm actually very easy to soothe...

Since you won't take the initiative, then I will! Ning Rongrong knew very well that if she did not act soon, all the meat would be "eaten" by someone else. She might not even get any soup, and that would be far too unfair.

She looked up at Ye Feiyang and said, "Teacher, can you squat down a little?" There was no helping it. Ye Feiyang was more than a head taller than her, and keeping her head tilted up was making her neck sore.

Ye Feiyang did not know what Ning Rongrong wanted to do, but he did as she asked.

(The Censorship Beast devoured a certain sentence.)

"Teacher, will you wait until I grow up?"

Ye Feiyang was left somewhat dazed by the sudden "attack." He knew Ning Rongrong liked saying playful things, but he had not expected her to be this bold and actually dare to put it into action—was this the first step of "charging at her teacher"?

"Alright, alright, I'll wait until you grow up, okay? Hurry and go cultivate. I'm going back to sleep." Ye Feiyang spoke somewhat flusteredly.

"Hey, Teacher, how is sleeping more fun than playing with me? How about I sleep with you for a while?" Ning Rongrong started teasing him again.

"Go, go, go. Stop being so improper all day." After saying that, Ye Feiyang turned and fled as if escaping, afraid that Ning Rongrong might do something even more outrageous.

Watching Ye Feiyang flee in defeat, Ning Rongrong could not help giggling. She raised her sleeve and wiped away the remaining tear stains on her face, instantly returning to her usual lively self. Then she skipped away—her earlier unhappiness had long since vanished with that kiss.

In her opinion, being happy was a day, and being unhappy was also a day. Why make things difficult for herself? Instead of spending time feeling sad, she might as well think of ways to drink a little more "soup."

Haha~ She had finally done it! She had wanted to do that for a long time, and now her wish had finally come true.

Just as Ning Rongrong was about to return to her room, she saw Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu. She suddenly recalled the secret conversation the three of them had once shared—they had agreed that good sisters would walk through life together, and any "benefits" should be shared.

But she had secretly taken action now. Did that count as betraying her sisters? Ning Rongrong became conflicted: should she give them a hint? If she did not, they definitely would not know. But if she did not tell them, what if she let it slip in her sleep tonight? Wouldn't that be even more troublesome?

As for Huo Wu and Shui Bing'er? Ning Rongrong gave a light snort—they could get in line at the back. It was not their turn yet!

She proudly raised her little face and called out to the four who were sparring, "Um~ You all keep fighting hard! I'm going back to my room to look in the mirror~~"

Zhu Zhuqing and the other three were utterly baffled. They had no idea what Ning Rongrong was so happy about and could only look at one another.

Ning Rongrong skipped back to her room, looked herself over in the mirror from side to side, then unconsciously licked her lips. She could not help grinning foolishly. "Hehe~~"

Meanwhile, after returning to his courtyard, Ye Feiyang hurriedly took a bath and washed away any traces that might have remained on him. Then he flopped directly onto his bed and fell into a deep sleep. He needed to restore his energy properly, since there was still a tough "battle" to fight tonight.

In the middle of the night, Ye Feiyang woke from his dreams. After resting during the day, he had recovered his energy. At the thought of Liu Erlong, his mind filled with romantic images. He was at an age full of vigor, and the novelty of such matters was still strong. He simply could not suppress the urge in his heart.

Excitedly, he sneaked once again to the little house behind Blue Tyrant Academy. He was still wondering: would Liu Erlong have prepared a table full of delicious dishes and be waiting for him? When the time came, should he "eat her" first, eat the food first, or do both at once?

But when he pushed open the door, he found the room completely empty. Ye Feiyang was dumbfounded. The smile vanished from his face as he snapped, "Damn it! Where is she?"

"Scumbag woman! You ran off after eating me, you damn liar!" He was thoroughly displeased. She had clearly said she would wait for him, yet she had run away.

After waiting bitterly for half the night without seeing Liu Erlong, Ye Feiyang could only return dejectedly to his courtyard. His lonely silhouette looked especially forlorn in the night.

Meanwhile, in a hotel suite, Liu Erlong was soaking comfortably in a bathtub. A bowl of nourishing beauty soup sat beside her. She drank the soup while humming a little tune, living as comfortably as could be.

"Haha~~ Stinky little brother, don't blame your sister!" she laughed and muttered to herself. "It's not that Sister wanted to run away at the last moment, but you made me feel like I had developed a fear of huge objects. Besides, that place was used for an entire day. It needs some care, doesn't it?"

—She had no choice but to run! After spending an entire night with Ye Feiyang, she was genuinely afraid he would wear her out. This kind of thing was too hard on the body. She was doing this entirely for both of them! Ye Feiyang was still young and did not know moderation. As his sister, shouldn't she be more considerate?

Liu Erlong touched her skin and found it a little dry. She guessed she had sweated too much last night and become slightly dehydrated—so she really needed to soak a little longer! Drinking soup while bathing, tackling both at once, was simply perfect~

"Eh, wait! Could I have hit the jackpot?" Liu Erlong suddenly thought of a serious question, then quickly shook her head and comforted herself. "No, no. How could it be so easy to score in one shot..."

When alone, it was easy to let one's thoughts run wild. After successfully brainwashing herself, Liu Erlong happened to look down and suddenly felt that her chest seemed... a little bigger? And it did not feel swollen. Even the texture felt different to the touch.

She wondered inwardly, "Huh? Is that just my imagination? Isn't it only that thing on men that gets bigger the more it's rubbed? Why did mine get bigger too?"

Though she had lived for over thirty years, Liu Erlong's heart was still like that of an innocent young girl, knowing only a little about such things. She had once thought she would live alone for the rest of her life, but now she felt—whoever wanted to stay single could stay single. She certainly did not plan to remain alone!

But on second thought, she felt she might have acted a little impulsively. Well, this was great. The next time she saw Ye Feiyang, she would probably have to face an even fiercer "storm," wouldn't she? At that thought, Liu Erlong could not help shivering as goosebumps rose all over her skin.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

After failing to find Liu Erlong for two consecutive nights, Ye Feiyang was truly getting angry. Who said he was not a baby who needed to be coaxed too? What was wrong with having a little temper? You wanted to hide from me, huh? Fine, then I'll leave without saying goodbye too!

His five disciples had long gathered at the academy as agreed, waiting for him. Yet Ye Feiyang slept until late morning before lazily getting up, making the five disciples wait quite a while. Of course, no one dared complain.

The reason he had gotten up so late was that his Soul Power had accumulated enough last night, allowing him to advance another level. He was now an eighty-third-level Soul Douluo. The later one progressed, the slower cultivation became—this was common knowledge among Soul Masters. Yet Ye Feiyang refused to follow common sense. It had only been a little over a month since his last breakthrough, and he had already advanced another level.

Heh, who told him to have the cheat of "cultivation acceleration"? This was a talent others could only envy.

Yawning, Ye Feiyang greeted his disciples with a smile. "Hi, you all got here so early~"