Oscar and Ning Rongrong

"Foolish woman."

Nan Fusheng watched Huo Yun'er stagger away, an almost imperceptible curve tugging at the corner of his lips.

He did not even need to activate the Authority of "Secret Peeking" to read the fanciful thoughts on the surface of her mind from her chaotic spiritual fluctuations.

This shell of Tang Ziran was merely a vessel for spiritual projection, while the thing residing within was a higher consciousness refined from the pinnacle of the Potion Sequence.

As his sequence advanced, a Divine Halo that surpassed mortal comprehension had long since condensed around Nan Fusheng.

It was an attraction more fundamental than hormones, like the pull of a star upon its planets, drawing an ordinary soul like Huo Yun'er's closer step by step under instinct's command, untouched as she was by divine grace.

However, at least for now, Nan Fusheng had no interest in Huo Yun'er. It was not as if he had never seen women before. Xu Xiaoyan and Bai Xiuxiu at home were both peerless beauties marked by divine favor.

Besides, whenever he thought of Huo Yuhao's face practically screaming "starved for love," he felt that any impropriety now could trigger unpredictable trouble.

That child's life had already been difficult enough. If he suddenly gained some bargain-bin father, even his Ultimate Ice Martial Soul might freeze into chaotic cracks.

"Forget it."

Nan Fusheng shook his head and pulled his thoughts back. The most important thing was to settle the matter of the Douluo God Realm first and see whether he could deal with them inside the Black Hole.

"Although I can contact the Evil Emperor, I should avoid disturbing him for now."

After arriving in the Douluo God Realm, Nan Fusheng could clearly sense the Evil Emperor's presence. Yet he had not contacted him, fearing that Huo Yuhao