At the sound of footsteps, the two women hiding in the bed immediately stopped, reined in their auras, and made no more noise.
Ning Xiaochuan finally let out a sigh of relief. He had truly been afraid that Tang Shuyue and the Bright Holy Maiden would start fighting. That would have been a huge mess. If people learned that both the Nine Heavens Spirit Maiden and the Bright Holy Maiden were in his bed, wouldn't that be the end of him?
The Nine Heavens Spirit Maiden and the Bright Holy Maiden had countless admirers. Even if each of them hurled a single mystical weapon, they could smash Ning Xiaochuan into drifting ash.
If he merely married one gifted beauty from a Holy Land, countless people in the cultivation world would envy him. But if he put two gifted beauties from Holy Lands into his bed at once, he would absolutely provoke public outrage. Even if Ning Xiaochuan were not a disciple of the Yang Sect, he would probably receive the same treatment as one—like a rat crossing the street, with everyone shouting for him to be beaten.
"Ah!"
Seeing the chaotic state of the room, Nie Lanzhi let out a shriek, as though she intended to alarm every cultivator in the Bright Holy Land.
Ning Xiaochuan immediately rushed over and covered Nie Lanzhi's mouth. With a bang, he shut the door again.
"Mmph... mmph... Little... Little Marquis... you..." Nie Lanzhi's eyes widened, her pupils spinning as she struggled fiercely in Ning Xiaochuan's embrace.
Ning Xiaochuan said by her ear, "Don't make a sound. Listen to my explanation first. If you've calmed down, blink three times!"
Nie Lanzhi nodded while blinking three times.
Only then did Ning Xiaochuan release his hand.
Nie Lanzhi gasped twice, lightly bit her lip, and stared