I Can Allow You to Join Me

"Ye Qiu, hurry and put away your Martial Soul."

Ning Rongrong pouted, covering Ye Qiu's eyes as her legs went weak and she leaned against him.

"No. Sister Xiao Wu thinks it looks pretty good."

Xiao Wu narrowed her eyes. She simply liked the feeling of Ye Qiu's heart being filled entirely with her.

"Ye Qiu, are you hurt anywhere?"

Held back by Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling pressed tightly against Ye Qiu's back from behind.

She was squeezed completely flat, her face flushed red.

"Mm."

Jiang Zhu pursed her red lips and stood outside the encirclement with Liu Erlong, not fighting for space.

She raised the Healing Scepter in her hand, helping Ye Qiu recover.

"Alright, I'm fine. I just need to recover some Soul Power."

Surrounded and squeezed by all those soft, pliant bodies, Ye Qiu did not know which pair to appreciate first.

Supported by Xie Yue, Hu Liena slowly rose to her feet.

She looked at Ye Qiu, surrounded by so many women.

There was a hint of affection in her eyes.

As she looked at Xiao Wu and the others, there was also a faint, barely perceptible envy.

Huo Wu, Shui Yue'er, and Meng Yiran stood on the outskirts, stamping their feet in frustration.

They wanted to celebrate with Ye Qiu too.

Yu Xiaogang and the others looked at Ye Qiu with unpleasant expressions.

No matter how hard he thought about it, he could not understand.

Why had that good-for-nothing become the genius he was today?!

His Innate Soul Power had clearly only been level one!

What did that prove?

His theory had not been wrong. There were only useless Spirit Masters, never useless Martial Souls!

His Three-Eyed Blaster was not completely worthless either!

As long as... as long as he hardened his heart...

At that