Yan Ruyu's Weakness, Lick Dog Second Brother!

Pure Sound, Soft Body, Easily Pushed Down?

This system feels really improper, doesn't it?

How is this a weakness?

It's practically enough to get a man excited!

[Weakness 4: Seeking Fame]

Xiao Yang's heart stirred slightly as he read the last entry.

So this Female Master Teacher, Yan Ruyu, wasn't some immortal untouched by worldly affairs—she had her share of human desires too.

Just then, Yan Ruyu rode her White Deer into Orchid Pavilion.

Her gaze swept across the crowd like a clear spring.

No one present dared meet her eyes, feeling too inferior, afraid of tarnishing the beauty.

But Xiao Yang couldn't care less, openly admiring her.

He thought Yan Ruyu was indeed a peerless beauty, yet compared to his fiancée Ning Hongye, she still seemed to fall a bit short...

"Oh?"

Suddenly, she caught his gaze, looked over, and froze for a moment.

"What a handsome young master!"

As a Female Master Teacher at Jixia Academy, she had seen much and encountered countless talented youths.

But the Xiao Yang before her gave her an unprecedented feeling—her once steadfast Dao Heart now fluttered like a startled deer.

Even her voluptuous body, which countless men coveted, felt hot.

She was born with a Bewitching Bone, an Innate Dual Cultivation Sacred Body, and coincidentally, Xiao Yang had taken the Yin Yang Creation Pill, granting him a special constitution too.

Thus, he held an immense attraction for her, like yin meeting yang, instinctively drawing them together.

"Clop, clop, clop!"

The next moment, Yan Ruyu dismounted the White Deer, moved her jade-like feet lightly, and walked step by step toward Xiao Yang.

"Brother Xiao, look, Miss Yan is coming toward me!"

Ma Wencai was ecstatic, his chubby face brimming with excitement: "Last time in Cangzhou, I was lucky enough to gift her a White Jade Guanyin—could she have remembered me?"

He was about to step forward and greet her.

Yet Yan Ruyu walked right past Ma Wencai, bringing a fragrant breeze as she approached Xiao Yang, her eyes shimmering, radiant and captivating.

"Young Master, this humble one is Yan Ruyu. Greetings!"

She gracefully bowed, bending slightly.

Only then did Xiao Yang notice that while her features were pure and saintly, untouchable, her figure was exceptionally fiery—slender branches bearing heavy fruit, like a ripe peach, practically tempting one to sin.

Even in her loose white robes, she couldn't hide that proud form—she might as well change her name to "Yan Yourong"!

"Young Master seems unfamiliar—I haven't seen you before. Which family are you from?" Yan Ruyu asked again.

Her peach-blossom eyes, however, stayed fixed on Xiao Yang, sending secret glances, full of charm.

Seeing this, the many scholars and talents present burned with envy and hatred, their eyes turning red.

"What's this kid's background, to catch Fairy Yan's attention?"

"Isn't he just a bit handsome?"

"This is the Second Prince's Poetry Gathering—where talk is of scholars, and no commoners mingle! I've never seen this guy before. Could he have sneaked in?"

"No invitation and he dares to come? Throw him out!"

Many started shouting.

Though they couldn't win the goddess, they still held onto a faint hope.

What if she went blind one day and took a liking to me?

But if the goddess actually got involved in a scandal, their dreams would shatter...

"Miss Yan, I am—"

Xiao Yang was about to give his alias.

"Miss Yan, you've finally arrived. Why are you with my Ninth Brother?"

Just then, Second Prince Xiao Ziwen hurried over, followed by several young men in fine clothes, clearly noble scions of high status.

"Your Ninth Brother?"

Yan Ruyu was slightly surprised, then looked at Xiao Yang and asked, "Could you be the Ninth Young Master of King Zhenbei, Xiao Yang?"

"This Humble One is indeed."

Upon hearing this, everyone present was somewhat astonished.

Wasn't it said that the Ninth Young Master was tyrannical and unreasonable, showing no respect for his elder brothers, having slapped the faces of both the Eldest Prince and the Fourth Prince?

Everyone had imagined he would be some fierce and ugly brute, yet unexpectedly, he was so handsome and dashing.

"You... you're the Ninth Young Master?!"

Not far away, Ma Wencai stared at Xiao Yang, his voice stammering, unable to form words.

Wasn't this Nine Luminaries Mister Xiao?

How had he transformed into King Zhenbei's Ninth Young Master?

And just now, he had mistaken Xiao Yang for one of his own, inadvertently spilling the Second Prince's scheme.

Xiao Yang noticed this too, turning around and grinning at him.

That only made Ma Wencai even more terrified.

This prince's mansion is too deep in schemes—I want to go back to my hometown!

"Fairy Yan, it's only been a few days since we last met, and you've grown even more beautiful! Not just the top beauty of the Northern Territory, but even if you were to captivate all of Great Xia and dazzle the capital, it would be only fitting!"

Second Prince Xiao Ziwen was full of flattery, his words blunt, with no attempt to hide his pursuit.

"Your Highness flatters me!"

Yan Ruyu gave a faint smile. Though she didn't deliberately charm, she still left Xiao Ziwen utterly bewitched.

"By the way! Fairy Yan, this is a Protective Talisman blessed by the abbot of Tianlong Temple. It can calm the mind, prevent inner demons, and ward off evil. I specially sought it out for you—please accept it!"

Saying this, Xiao Ziwen pulled a Yellow Talisman from his sleeve. Its surface shimmered with light, exuding a solemn and majestic aura.

For a moment, the entire crowd was stunned, buzzing with discussion.

"That abbot of Tianlong Temple is an Eighth Grade Expert. For him to personally bless it, the Second Prince must have quite the influence!"

"We're truly seeing something special today!"

"The Second Prince's devotion is clear—he's really gone all out to pursue Fairy Yan!"

Good heavens!

Second Brother, even Boiling Sheep and Black Little Tiger weren't as desperate as you!

Xiao Yang silently marveled.

Earlier, Second Brother had gifted a Seventh Grade scholar's Lifebound Character, and now a Protective Talisman from Tianlong Temple's abbot—both priceless.

"One should not accept a gift without merit. Your Highness, this gift is too precious—I cannot take it!" Yan Ruyu politely declined.

But her demeanor and attire, both pure and alluring, could make any man lose himself.

"Fairy Yan, you must accept it—it's a token of my sincerity! If you refuse, I'll smash it myself!" the Second Prince insisted.

"Then how about this!"

Yan Ruyu's eyes sparkled as she suddenly picked up the Protective Talisman and turned her gaze to Xiao Yang.

"I spend my days at the academy and have no use for a Protective Talisman. But the Ninth Young Master is stationed at the border. Today, let me borrow this gift and pass it on to you!"

With that, she placed the Protective Talisman directly into Xiao Yang's palm.

Her slender jade fingers were exceptionally delicate, like fine porcelain, stirring a flutter in one's heart.

But Xiao Yang smiled on the surface while inwardly suffering in silence.

"Miss, what game are you playing here?"

"Are you trying to stir up hatred and make me the Second Brother's target?!"

Xiao Yang glanced sidelong at Second Prince Xiao Ziwen.

Sure enough!

Second Prince Xiao Ziwen's eyes were bloodshot, fixed intently on Xiao Yang.

But his anger wasn't from the loss of a precious Protective Talisman—it was for another reason entirely.

"Damn it! That brat Ninth Brother actually touched Fairy Yan's jade hand!"

"I've pursued her for so long—not even touched a strand of her hair!"

"No! I need to find a way to hold Ninth Brother's hand later and sniff Fairy Yan's scent!"