Seven Treasures' Pitiful Rong, Enchanting Fox's Heaven-Defying Na

It was nearly dusk the following day when they arrived at the Star Luo Imperial City, and fortunately, the Star Luo royal family had already prepared accommodations for them.

However, they encountered two old acquaintances here.

Yu Tianheng and Yu Tianxin of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan were present; although Ye Xuan saw a few other familiar faces, the majority were local prodigies of the Star Luo Empire.

As soon as the two great beauties, Hu Liena and Ning Rongrong, appeared, they were immediately noticed by the geniuses of the Star Luo Empire.

Naturally, Ye Xuan, standing between the two, became the focal point of their attention.

After all, a boy capable of standing beside two top-tier beauties could hardly be anyone simple.

Just then, a tall, imposing youth with a pleasant smile walked up to Hu Liena.

"Yang Zhentian, martial soul Soul-Breaking Gun, level thirty-five assault-type battle soul master. Might the young lady do me the honor of joining me for dinner?"

Upon hearing the other party's introduction, Hu Liena couldn't be bothered to pay him any mind.

"Sorry, not only am I having dinner with my junior brother tonight, but I also have to go back and warm his bed, so please excuse yourself."

As Hu Liena's words fell, the young talents in the lobby—who considered their own natural gifts no less than those of the great sects—felt a surge of jealousy as they looked at Ye Xuan.

Letting a top-tier beauty warm his bed? What right did this guy have to such treatment!?

The youth named Yang Zhentian had not expected the rumored Holy Son of Martial Soul Hall to respond in such a manner.

He had originally intended to provoke a conflict and then use his raw, overwhelming strength to resolve it, causing Martial Soul Hall to lose face here.

He had considered many possibilities, but he never imagined the other party would say something like that.

The air suddenly went quiet, and when he cast his gaze toward Ning Rongrong on the other side, he saw her directly wrap her arms tightly around Ye Xuan's.

"Don't look at me; I'm staying with Ye Xuan tonight too, and I'm going to be his body pillow..."

The power of Ning Rongrong's words was no less than pouring a ladle of boiling water into smoking, hot oil, shattering the worldviews of the prodigies present.

They might have been sheltered, but they had certainly seen portraits of the Martial Soul Hall Holy Maiden, Hu Liena, and the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Rongrong.

The ambiguous relationship between Hu Liena and the Holy Son Ye Xuan was one thing, but was it really appropriate for the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to say such a thing?

And to say it in front of so many people?

Hearing them both, Ye Xuan felt his vision go dark; he grabbed one by the waist with each hand and bolted through the crowd.

"Stop talking, both of you, and leave here with me."

Following their departure, Yang Zhentian of the Breaking Clan, who had only wanted to pick a fight, felt his life was a failure; he was twenty years old and didn't even have a girlfriend.

Yet look at Ye Xuan, the Holy Son of Martial Soul Hall: holding the Holy Maiden Hu Liena in his left arm and the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect in his right...

"Damn, even if Ye Xuan is the Holy Son of Martial Soul Hall, he can't be that ruthless, right? Not only did he bag his own stunning senior sister, but he also..."

"Holy crap, this Ye Xuan is a real savage. A Holy Maiden to warm his bed, a Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect princess as a body pillow, and he's the Pope's disciple and the Holy Son of Martial Soul Hall to boot."

"It really is infuriating to compare people; this guy's life is just too good."

Before long, Ye Xuan rushed into his room with Hu Liena and Ning Rongrong, tossing them onto the bed quite casually.

"Wow, as expected of the rooms provided by the Star Luo Empire, this bed is so big and soft, it's so comfortable..."

(^▽^)

Ning Rongrong lay comfortably on the bed with her little bottom poked up, clearly unaware of how much trouble her words today would bring her.

At this moment, Hu Liena also cast a charming, alluring glance at Ye Xuan.

Though he didn't know why, Ye Xuan could clearly feel that the two of them seemed to be getting more and more "bold" with him.

"Rongrong, what exactly was that stunt tonight? Senior Sister and I are from the same sect, so rumors of intimacy aren't a huge deal, but you are the Young Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. If today's events spread, it won't just affect you and me, but the factions we belong to as well."

Hearing Ye Xuan's words, Ning Rongrong pouted.

"I don't care. Anyway, I, Ning Rongrong, have decided on you for this life; I don't want anyone but you."

As she said this, she seemed to recall something, her cheeks turning red to the roots of her ears, and her little head began to steam.

Seeing this, Ye Xuan realized something was off.

He quickly turned his gaze toward Hu Liena.

However, Hu Liena dodged his eyes the moment they met.

Good grief.

The two of them were definitely hiding something from him!

And judging by their expressions, it was certainly no small matter.

"Senior Sister, are you two hiding something from me?"

Upon hearing Ye Xuan's inquiry, Hu Liena's thoughts immediately aligned with Ning Rongrong's.

Her cheeks turned red at a visible speed, and eventually, steam began to rise from her head as well.

"Ju... Junior Brother, stop it. You know Senior Sister loves you the most, how could I hide anything from you?"

Having said that, Hu Liena gave Ning Rongrong a look, and the latter understood instantly.

"Yeah, yeah, Brother Ye Xuan, Sister Hu Liena and I love you the most, how could we hide anything from you?"

Ning Rongrong and Hu Liena had reached a rare consensus: the fact that they had been "sulking" in the covers the morning before yesterday must absolutely not reach Ye Xuan's ears, or they would truly have no face left to show anyone...

Little did they know, these little antics of theirs had long since been observed by Ye Xuan.

"You two... forget it. You'd better head back to your rooms, wash up, and get some sleep. We still have to enter the Holy King Ruins at noon tomorrow to seek our fortunes."

However, upon hearing Ye Xuan's words, Hu Liena and Ning Rongrong had no intention of leaving whatsoever.

Seeing them like this, Ye Xuan could only let these two women have their way.

Late at night.

All was silent.

Ye Xuan usually replaced sleep with cultivation, but since Hu Liena and Ning Rongrong had insisted on coming over to share his bed for the past two days, he simply treated it as a two-day break to get some proper rest.

His sleep was naturally very light, and he would wake up at the slightest disturbance.

He felt Hu Liena tiptoe into the bedcovers, initially assuming she was just heading to the bathroom.

But after feeling Hu Liena's subsequent movements, he was frozen stiff on the bed, not daring to move a muscle.

Hu Liena muttered to herself under the covers, her face flushed red.

"It's already come to this... Junior Brother must be feeling incredibly uncomfortable, right..."