Punishing Dugu Yan

As the sun dipped below the horizon in the evening, Dugu Yan, dressed in a verdant green outfit, arrived at Yu Tianjiao's room.

This girl stood on absolutely no ceremony with Yu Tianjiao.

The moment she entered, she plopped herself down onto his bed with a carefree air.

It was only because Yu Tianjiao had never been willing to make a formal commitment, and three years ago he had been far too young for certain things to happen.

Otherwise, she would have long since claimed the achievement of taking Yu Tianjiao's first kill.

But it wasn't too late yet.

Yu Tianjiao didn't know that this little ancestor was already plotting how to pin him down for a violent conquest the moment she had nothing to do; he simply smiled and moved closer, sitting down beside her.

"Won't you tell me about it? I heard from others that you sent Teacher Qin retreating with a single punch this afternoon, and your combat power is even more ferocious than before."

Seeing Yu Tianjiao sit closer, Dugu Yan felt a flutter of panic in her heart and hurriedly asked.

After all, she was still a maiden at heart, and with the sky growing dim and a lone man and woman sharing a room, it was inevitable that she would feel a bit nervous.

Yu Tianjiao, however, was not nervous at all.

Having been dragged into baths and hot springs since childhood by his cousin Liu Erlong, who possessed a scorching figure, he had seen far more stimulating sights than this; being alone with a girl was really nothing to him.

Moreover, Yu Tianjiao's skin had always been quite thick.

"Actually, it's nothing. You know that although my Soul Power Level had been regressing, my physical fitness didn't decline along with it. On the contrary, thanks to three years of continuous cultivation, it has actually grown slightly."

"Plus, having obtained a five-thousand-year first soul ring, my physical condition is even stronger than it was back then. At the very least, in a head-on confrontation, I can still trade blows with you."

Hearing this, Yu Tianjiao said with a beaming smile.

"Oh? Really?"

A glimmer of excitement flashed in Dugu Yan's eyes.

She was no goody-two-shoes, nor did she ever care to be one.

But she wasn't a Demon Pill like Ning Rongrong either; she was an unruly little enchantress!

Otherwise, she wouldn't have repeatedly fought and lost to Yu Tianjiao in the past, only to keep coming back for more.

Although Yu Tianjiao's strength was beginning to recover, he was no longer as valiant as he once was, and this was a perfect opportunity to defeat him!

Furthermore, Yu Tianjiao's deliberate remark that he could still arm-wrestle with her directly ignited the girl's competitive spirit.

The excitement in her eyes instantly transformed into a spark of eagerness.

"Hmph, stop bragging! Since you're so confident, let's put it to the test!"

Without another word, she sprang from the bed, her martial soul manifesting in an instant. Her legs transformed into a long snake tail, and her green sleeves carved an arc through the dim light as she raised her hand to grab at Yu Tianjiao's shoulder.

Yu Tianjiao had anticipated this; he grinned, tilted his body slightly to easily evade the grab, and followed up by hooking his hand toward her wrist.

The two began to spar within the cramped room, fists and feet crossing and bringing forth gusts of wind.

Dugu Yan's offensive was sharp and swift, like a venomous snake emerging from its hole, with every strike aiming for a vital point.

But Yu Tianjiao's martial soul was the Ancient Void Dragon. Facing the attacks of the beautiful snake before him, he relied on the foundation of hard training he had never neglected, even during his three years of regression, to easily block and dodge.

At the same time, his astonishing physical strength erupted; every counterattack was steady and powerful, forcing Dugu Yan to dodge with caution.

The two fought from the head of the bed to the foot, from the bedside to the table, and from the table to the doorway.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Muffled sounds echoed through the room, and the breathing of both grew increasingly heavy.

The hem of Dugu Yan's garment was torn by the wind of Yu Tianjiao's punch, while a faint red mark was left on Yu Tianjiao's neck by the tips of Dugu Yan's fingers.

The more they fought, the more alarmed Dugu Yan became.

She realized that if she didn't use her soul skills, she couldn't gain the slightest advantage!

But following that realization was excitement.

Great!

This is wonderful!

It just so happened that the Imperial Fighting Team, which she, Ye Lingling, Yu Tianheng, and other classmates had formed, had run out of opponents in the Heaven Dou Empire's soul fighting arena over the past year. Teacher Qin was planning to take them elsewhere to continue their soul fights.

Now that Yu Tianjiao's combat power was as formidable as ever, it meant he could absolutely join them for the soul fights!

She had been feeling a bit down that she would have to leave the Heaven Dou Royal Academy just as Yu Tianjiao had returned, but now that she knew he had sufficient strength, didn't that mean they might be able to fight side-by-side in the days to come?

Thinking of this, Dugu Yan felt incredibly joyful, but she became distracted and failed to notice the table behind her.

"Thump!"

The girl's shapely backside collided with the table, emitting a dull thud.

Immediately following, the tea set on the table flew off from the force and crashed onto the floor; the crisp sound of shattering porcelain pulled Dugu Yan's focus back.

What greeted her eyes was a fist, rapidly growing in size.

"Ah!"

With nowhere left to dodge, Dugu Yan could only let out a short cry of surprise before closing her eyes.

However, the expected pain did not arrive; the wind from the punch blew her hair back, revealing her smooth forehead.

"Snap!"

A crisp flick to the forehead rang out.

"Ouch! What are you doing!"

Dugu Yan cried out in pain, clutching her forehead as she glared at Yu Tianjiao.

"Hmph, even if it was just a spar, giving up resistance like that makes me very disappointed!"

Yu Tianjiao snorted coldly, though his tone carried more of a teasing flavor than anything else.

"Damn you, see if I don't poison you to death!"

Hearing this, Dugu Yan's fur stood on end in anger; she leaned right into Yu Tianjiao's face, her aura aggressive.

"You also broke my newly replaced tea set; that was a gift from my sister."

Yu Tianjiao lied without changing his expression.

In reality, it was just a common tea set used by the nobility, not hard to buy, just a little bit pricey.

Furthermore, it wasn't a gift from Liu Erlong; given her temperament, she would never give such refined items.

Not to mention, this tea set was meant to trap Dugu Yan from the start; even if she hadn't broken it herself, Yu Tianjiao would have helped her along to ensure it shattered.

"So what? I'll compensate you with a new one!"

Dugu Yan naturally knew that this sister of Yu Tianjiao's had a truly excellent relationship with him. Although the tea set wasn't expensive, its significance was not small; it seemed she was going to have to bleed money.

But Yu Tianjiao shook his head upon hearing this:

"Not enough, I want to punish you as well!"

Dugu Yan frowned at his words:

"What do you want to do?"

"Hmm?" Yu Tianjiao paused for a moment, "Is that allowed?"

Dugu Yan understood instantly, her face flushing red:

"Get lost!"

With that, she tried to pull away, but was immediately pulled into Yu Tianjiao's embrace and held tightly.

"If you dare to run, I'll do this to you tonight..."

Yu Tianjiao whispered a threat into her ear.

"Bastard, isn't it just compensation you want!"

Dugu Yan felt a surge of annoyance; as the granddaughter of the Poison Douluo, how could she suffer such indignity?

The next moment, she grabbed Yu Tianjiao by the neck, her legs—transformed into a snake tail—gave a light flick, launching her body upward. The tail coiled around Yu Tianjiao's waist, and her red lips pressed directly onto his.