I'm Not That Young Anymore

At that time, in the dormitory area of Heaven Dou Royal Academy, Ning Rongrong lay on her bed, imagining that if Xiao Wu agreed to her tomorrow, she would be able to compete with Xiao Wu fairly.

From then on, she would follow Brother Mu Yuan around every day as well, bringing him meals, accompanying him in his cultivation, and obeying his every wish, making up for the hurt she had caused him in the past.

That way, even if Brother Mu Yuan did not choose her in the end, she would have no regrets.

Far away, beneath a waterfall, Tang San stood bare-chested, enduring the torrent crashing down upon him.

Since Tang Hao was still injured and unable to mobilize his Soul Power, he did not dare show himself with Tang San, afraid that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's spies would discover them.

During this time, the father and son had been cultivating in the wilderness.

The waterfall was part of the special training Tang Hao had arranged for him.

Under the waterfall's impact, Soul Power would grow faster.

Tang Hao had told Tang San to give up forging those Hidden Weapons and focus on cultivating Soul Power. Only Soul Power was the true path.

In the past, Tang San could never have listened to Tang Hao.

The Hidden Weapons of his Tang Sect were profound and peerless beneath heaven. How could he possibly abandon them?

However, after suffering a series of blows from Mu Yuan, Tang San gradually realized the importance of Soul Power.

Mu Yuan did not know the Tang Sect's techniques and possessed no Tang Sect Hidden Weapons. He only had a few ordinary soul skills, yet with his powerful Soul Power alone, he had beaten everyone until they could not raise their heads.

His Blue Silver Grass was also a plant-type martial soul, and he too possessed Innate Full Soul Power. He even had the Clear Sky Hammer as his second martial soul. Was he supposed to be inferior to Mu Yuan?

Tang San believed that Mu Yuan relied on nothing more than the boosts granted by those soul rings he had absorbed beyond his level.

Once both of his martial souls reached their peak, the boosts from the soul rings he absorbed would only be greater than Mu Yuan's. Sooner or later, he would defeat Mu Yuan and take back his Xiao Wu!

He had already learned from his father that Xiao Wu was a Spirit Beast Transformation.

Tang San guessed that Xiao Wu must have misunderstood him because his father was a Titled Douluo.

Mu Yuan might even have stirred up trouble between them.

He had to complete his cultivation quickly, return, and explain everything to Xiao Wu.

The next day arrived.

Xiao Wu lay sprawled atop Mu Yuan's chest, still asleep. Her exposed skin was flawless and fair, softer and more comfortable to touch than silk.

Xiao Wu's eyelashes fluttered as she opened her eyes.

When she saw Mu Yuan before her, Xiao Wu smiled blissfully.

She stretched lazily and comfortably in Mu Yuan's embrace.

Suddenly, she felt something hot press against her smooth lower belly.

"Mm, you're so bad!"

Xiao Wu said.

The new lovers indulged themselves again for quite some time.

Xiao Wu lay in Mu Yuan's arms, completely drained of strength.

Holding one of Mu Yuan's arms, she softly said, "Brother Mu Yuan, you already knew that I was a Spirit Beast Transformation, didn't you?"

Mu Yuan nodded. "Yes, I knew a long time ago."

Xiao Wu lowered her head. "Then... I..."

Mu Yuan promised, "Don't worry. I don't care about your identity. I will always love you."

"I know. I believe in you, Brother Mu Yuan. But I'm afraid of other people. If my identity is exposed, they will definitely come after me. Then Brother Mu Yuan will have to face so, so many enemies."

Mu Yuan wrapped an arm around Xiao Wu's slender waist and said seriously:

"Xiao Wu, you once asked what my dream was. My answer was to become stronger, then protect the people I wanted to protect. That dream has not changed, but now there is one more part to it."

Mu Yuan's gaze became resolute as he said:

"I will suppress every enemy in this world with my own hands and create a world where everyone can understand one another. No oppression, no slaughter, and peaceful coexistence between people. I will personally establish the rules. Those spirit beasts who choose to transform will belong to the human race. So long as they have committed no wrongdoing, no one may hunt them down at will."

Hearing this, Xiao Wu could not help thinking of her mother. Tears shimmered in her eyes as she looked at Mu Yuan.

"What is it?" Mu Yuan asked.

"Nothing. I just suddenly like Brother Mu Yuan so, so much!"

She reached down and grasped something burning hot.

Yesterday, Xiao Wu had said she needed a day to think it over, so Ning Rongrong waited for Xiao Wu early that morning. After waiting for a long time, Xiao Wu finally appeared.

For some reason, Ning Rongrong felt that Xiao Wu had changed somewhat.

She had become even more charming.

Had she taken some kind of tonic?

The innocent and inexperienced Ning Rongrong did not quite understand.

"Rongrong, I agree. We will compete fairly. No matter who loses, we will still be best friends!"

Ning Rongrong was overjoyed. "Thank you, Xiao Wu!"

Her wait had not been in vain.

A few days later, Mu Yuan rarely came out.

Ning Rongrong hurried over.

"Brother Mu Yuan, I want to speak with you alone for a few moments. Is that alright?"

Mu Yuan nodded. "Of course. You can come to me with anything."

Mu Yuan followed Ning Rongrong to a pavilion.

Ning Rongrong sat nervously to one side, looking at Mu Yuan across from her.

Mu Yuan's body had now developed into a tall and upright frame. He was handsome and refined, with long black hair draped behind him, clear eyes, and a gentle manner toward others.

Only then did Ning Rongrong realize that Brother Mu Yuan, whom she had always disliked despite him following her around, was actually so handsome.

"Rongrong, if you have something to say, please say it!"

Mu Yuan said.

Ning Rongrong's cheeks were red as she nervously clenched her small hands. Looking at Brother Mu Yuan across from her, she thought that she absolutely could not miss this chance again.

"Brother Mu Yuan, I... I like you!"

After saying those words, Ning Rongrong seemed to finally break free of all restraints. Opening her heart, she confessed:

"I'm sorry, Brother Mu Yuan. I always used to say that I hated you, hated you, but only after we were separated did I realize that you were the one I liked most in my heart. I was always saying the opposite of what I meant. I liked it when you treated me well, but I was too embarrassed to say it because I thought it would be humiliating, so I... I said all those awful things. The gifts you gave me when we were little have actually always been stored in the most important place in my Soul Tool. I really like them. I beg you, don't leave me. I..."

"Alright." Mu Yuan smiled and rubbed Ning Rongrong's hair, saying gently:

"Rongrong, I know all those things you said. I was never angry with you. You're still young and don't yet know what real love is. In my heart, you're like my little sister. I will always protect you and never let you suffer any harm, but don't say things like liking me again in the future."

Ning Rongrong froze in place.

"Little sister... No, that's not it!"

Feeling Mu Yuan's warm hand leave the top of her head, Ning Rongrong hurriedly grabbed his arm and pleaded:

"Brother Mu Yuan, Rongrong isn't that young anymore. Rongrong knows everything. I know what love is. Rongrong truly likes you. Please, give Rongrong a chance, alright?"

Mu Yuan shook his head and withdrew his hand.

"Rongrong, in my eyes, I have always regarded you as my little sister."

Ning Rongrong's face turned pale, and she shook her head repeatedly.

"No, that's not it! Father told me back then that he had asked whether you were willing to become engaged to me, and you said, 'I am willing to follow Teacher's arrangements.'"