Evening.
Ye Xuan lay in the middle of the room, his expression complicated. He didn't dare turn to the left, afraid of touching the forbidden zone pressed against his arm by his senior sister.
He didn't dare turn to the right, either, afraid of accidentally offending the young lady of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, who was holding his arm.
"Ugh, what is all this..."
Hu Liena had already been running into his room every few days to make a fuss. Now Ning Rongrong had joined her.
What he found interesting, though, was what Ning Rongrong told him about the Holy King Ruins, which the Star Luo Empire had discovered only recently.
From Ning Rongrong, he learned that the Holy King Ruins contained an opportunity that could allow someone with the Evil Eye White Tiger Martial Soul to become a deity.
Because the opportunity was so specific, it could only fall to a prodigy from the Star Luo Imperial Family.
However, the Star Luo Empire wasn't sure whether the ruins contained any unpredictable dangers. That was why it had secretly passed the news to the ears of the various major powers.
The next day.
Early morning.
Ye Xuan awoke amid two entirely different, delicate fragrances.
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As soon as he opened his eyes, he noticed Hu Liena and Ning Rongrong watching each other warily. It was clear they had been facing off for quite some time.
Just as Ye Xuan was about to get up and leave this troublesome place, he saw the door slowly open from the outside.
His heart sank.
After all, apart from the maids who sometimes brought meals, the only person who could enter was his nominal teacher.
Sure enough, when Ye Xuan looked up, he saw Bibi Dong sweeping gracefully through the doorway.
When she saw Hu Liena sleeping beside him, there was little surprise in her eyes. But when she glanced at Ning Rongrong, who was sleeping on his other side, a hint of amusement touched her expression.
Hu Liena spotted Bibi Dong out of the corner of her eye, quickly released Ye Xuan's arm, and sat up nervously.
Ye Xuan hurriedly sat up as well. Though he felt awkward, he put on a calm front and said,
"Teacher!"
Ning Rongrong had been a little puzzled when Ye Xuan moved, but the moment she recognized the person before her, she was startled, too.
"Y-Your Holiness the Pope!"
Bibi Dong only gave her a brief glance.
"It's fine. Your father came to Spirit Hall yesterday and told me to have you go with Ye Xuan and Nana to train at the Holy King Ruins in the Star Luo Empire."
Hearing Bibi Dong's words, Ning Rongrong felt her cheeks grow warm. She hadn't expected her father to follow her all the way to Spirit Hall...
"Yes, this disciple obeys."
After Ye Xuan confirmed he understood, Bibi Dong didn't linger. She only gave him a somewhat complicated look.
"Wash your face before you leave. Tomorrow, I'll have Yue Guan and Gui Mei accompany you. Don't bring shame upon Spirit Hall."
Only after Bibi Dong left did the tension in Ye Xuan's heart finally ease.
He soon recalled what his teacher had said before leaving.
"Wash my face before I leave? Is there something on it?"
Ye Xuan stood and walked over to the vanity mirror nearby...
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A quarter of an hour later.
Ye Xuan had finally cleaned all the lipstick marks from his face.
Then he turned to "punish" Hu Liena and Ning Rongrong, the culprits.
He suspended Ning Rongrong from the bed and used Blue Silver Emperor vines to give her a spanking.
Hu Liena was stronger, so he sat her across his lap and spanked her instead.
Perhaps they knew they were responsible for what had happened. Although they kept pleading, neither of them used Soul Power to break free of their rather flimsy restraints.
Half an hour passed in a flash. Ning Rongrong could only lie on the bed, her little bottom red from the spanking.
Hu Liena was in much the same state.
They were an auxiliary-type Soul Master and a spirit-type Soul Master, respectively, and neither had much physical strength. That was why Ye Xuan's spanking lesson proved especially effective.
"Wahhh... Stinky Ye Xuan, awful Ye Xuan! When I get home, I'll make Grandpa Sword spank you, too..."
As the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Rongrong had never been spanked before—not even on the palm.
Now she could only watch as her once-fair little bottom turned red...
Ye Xuan didn't take Ning Rongrong's complaint to heart.
Since Ning Fengzhi had sent her to Spirit Hall, his intentions were obvious.
Not to mention that Ning Rongrong had brought this on herself. Even if he really had meant to spank her, Ning Fengzhi wouldn't have said anything.
"Junior brother, Senior Sister likes you so much. Whenever I have anything good, I think of you. And yet you spanked my tender little bottom... Waaaah, Senior Sister is heartbroken."
Hu Liena slowly stood up, then, despite the lingering soreness, sat down face-to-face on Ye Xuan's lap.
At such close quarters, her ample chest pressed right against Ye Xuan's face.
"Mm... Senior Sister, that's not fair..."
Late that night, Hu Liena and Ning Rongrong still refused to give in to each other. They continued sleeping at Ye Xuan's sides.
But that night, they left no marks on his cheeks. Instead...
The next morning.
Ye Xuan had just woken when a warm sensation roused him. A moment later, he caught a strange fishy smell.
The instant he smelled it, Ye Xuan felt as though the sky had fallen.
Good grief, had he dreamed about something he shouldn't have?
It was embarrassing, but this was a perfectly normal bodily reaction for any boy going through puberty.
A nocturnal emission.
As the saying went, when the essence was full, it overflowed. It was also a sign that a boy had no unhealthy habits and was in good health.
Ye Xuan glanced nervously at Ning Rongrong and Hu Liena, who were sleeping beside him.
Fortunately, they were both facing the other way and sleeping soundly.
Seeing this, he got up on tiptoe, then darted into the washroom as fast as the wind.
What Ye Xuan didn't know was that Hu Liena and Ning Rongrong were already awake—and that his current predicament had been entirely their doing...
At noon.
The two carriages bound for Star Luo Imperial City were ready. The only ones from Spirit Hall making the trip to the Holy King Ruins were still Ye Xuan and Hu Liena. Since Ning Rongrong would be going with them, the three of them would ride together in one carriage.
As for Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo, the two close friends with a bond of deep affection naturally rode in the same carriage.
Ye Xuan leaned back against the soft carriage seat, feeling extremely comfortable. It was as though pent-up energy had finally found a timely release.
For some reason, Hu Liena and Ning Rongrong sat on either side of him with flushed faces, saying nothing.
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