Douluo Chat Group: They've All Gotten Addicted to Gossiping - Part 2

Across the entire Douluo Continent, aside from her mother who possessed the added allure of a mature woman, there were likely few who could rival her in terms of beauty.

Qian Renxue's exquisite eyes, filled with a charming hue, softened significantly as she relaxed.

After pinning up her long hair, she gently slipped out of her bathrobe and stepped into the spacious wooden tub, which was large enough to accommodate two people.

"Mm..."

As the warm water enveloped her body, she let out a comfortable sigh and closed her eyes.

[Ding--!]

[Welcome to the Douluo Continent Chat Assistance Group.]

Just as Qian Renxue was enjoying the pleasure of her bath, a voice rang out in her mind, startling her so much that her expression changed drastically:

"Who is it? Who dares to intrude upon my Crown Prince's Mansion!"

Qian Renxue stood up from the water in an instant.

The bathroom was filled with white mist, her slender and graceful figure appearing faintly within it, while water droplets rolled down her fair, smooth skin, adding to the allure of a lotus flower emerging from clear water.

Especially her assets, bouncing with every movement.

Chapter 2: Obtaining a Top-Tier Reward at the Start

Qian Renxue carefully scanned her surroundings and discovered that no one had broken in; there was only a small, black Little Brick on the floor, which left her feeling somewhat panicked.

One had to know, her bodyguards She Long and Chi Xue were both Titled Douluo.

How could someone manage to place this object in her bedchamber without anyone noticing?

Just how terrifying must the opponent's strength be?

"Eh?"

Qian Renxue vigilantly picked up the Little Brick.

She discovered that, apart from looking square, compact, and delicate, it didn't seem to have anything special about it.

Just as she was filled with suspicion and uncertainty, the screen of the Little Brick suddenly lit up, displaying content:

[Douluo Chat Assistance Group (11)]

"Chat? Assistance?"

Qian Renxue furrowed her delicate brows, her heart filled with doubt.

Could this be some kind of Soul Tool left behind from ancient times?

Its function is actually to allow people to converse across distances?

Just as she was puzzled.

The first message lit up in the group:

[Richest Little Heiress of Heaven Dou: Hello everyone!]

[Richest Little Heiress of Heaven Dou: Is anyone there?]

[Richest Little Heiress of Heaven Dou: Why is no one talking?]

[Richest Little Heiress of Heaven Dou: Didn't it say there would be people to chat with? You dare to lie to this young lady? Believe it or not, I'll have someone tear your broken chat group apart!]

Qian Renxue: "..."

Looking at that eye-catching nickname, the image of that little princess from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect involuntarily surfaced in her mind.

Hmm, from being well-behaved to revealing her true nature, it really does look just like the Little Demoness!

At this moment, another message popped up:

[Li Yuan: You shut up first!]

[Li Yuan: Hello to all the family members who just joined the group. I am the group owner. Being able to join this group is a fate bestowed by the heavens.]

[Li Yuan: As long as you are in the group, we are all family. I believe that everyone here will surely become the closest of partners. Let us work together for a better tomorrow!]

[Richest Little Heiress of Heaven Dou: Pfft, who is family with you? There are plenty of people who want to curry favor with this young lady.]

[Richest Little Heiress of Heaven Dou: Do you know who this young lady is? You dare to speak to me like that?]

(Richest Little Heiress of Heaven Dou has been muted by the group owner for thirty minutes.)

[Li Yuan: What kind of person is this? No manners at all, truly shrimp-headed!]

[Li Yuan: Family, don't be afraid. This group owner has always valued peace. As long as everyone speaks civilly, I generally won't interfere.]

Seeing this scene, Qian Renxue's beautiful eyes narrowed, and her heart became unsettled.

The group owner can even mute people?

Will this mute affect reality?

There were clearly many others who held the same doubts as Qian Renxue. For a time, the group fell silent; no one dared to speak rashly, and all were watching from the shadows.

Meanwhile.

In a luxurious boudoir within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Ning Rongrong was wearing a white nightgown, curled up on her bed with zero regard for her image.

A fair, shapely calf slipped out from under the quilt, glowing with a delicate luster in the sunlight.

Her nightgown had rolled up to her waist, revealing the curve of her hip, which rose and fell gently with her pouting breaths.

This little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had found this strange "brick" quite novel when she first obtained it.

The sect was full of rules, and her peers either feared her, indulged her, or played with her on the surface while calling her a little demoness behind her back; it was truly boring.

She had thought that having a "mysterious chat group" to make new friends seemed like a decent pastime.

Yet, she never expected that the moment she said hello, not only did she fail to receive an enthusiastic response, but she was also directly... muted by that group owner named Li Yuan?

"It's one thing to ignore me... but how dare you mute me?!"

Ning Rongrong's fair, rosy cheeks began to flush red at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning from a faint pink all the way to her earlobes, like a ripened peach.

"Ahhhhh--!"

She bolted upright from the bed, her long, raven-black hair tracing a circle in the air with the movement.

"Damn it! How dare he say this young lady has no manners?!"

"Li Yuan, is it... This young lady will remember you! Never, never has anyone dared to treat me like this!"

The more Ning Rongrong thought about it, the angrier she became, grabbing the goose-down pillow beside her and pummeling it several times, as if it were the detestable face of the group owner, Li Yuan.

It wasn't satisfying enough.

She jumped barefoot onto the soft carpet, but feeling the chill on the soles of her feet, she haphazardly pulled on the pair of exquisite white silk stockings by the bed.

Then, she lifted one small, white-socked foot and stomped repeatedly on the pillow.

"Stomp you to death! Stomp you to death, you annoying group owner!"

"How dare you mute me! How dare you call me a shrimp-head!"

As she stomped, Ning Rongrong muttered viciously, her cheeks puffed out like steamed buns.

After stomping for a good while, she finally stopped, panting, and stood with her hands on her hips, glaring at the little brick, her beautiful almond eyes practically spitting fire.

"Hmph! This young lady isn't finished with you!"

A few minutes later, new messages appeared in the group.

[Big Cat in the Night: Received.]

[Loves Eating Carrots: So that's how it is, you scared me to death.]

[Little Fox Who Loves Teacher Most: Group Owner brother~ Don't worry, I won't be like that ill-mannered person from just now; I am the most obedient and polite one~ (Voice Message)]

Hearing that last voice message, which was so sugary it could drip water, Qian Renxue's hand shook, and she nearly threw the "brick" into her washbasin.

"Yue--!"

So fake!

It reeked of a burnt fox!

She couldn't stand it; she had to say something.

[Child Without Parents: Is your throat caught in a door or were you stepped on by a soul beast? That sounds truly disgusting! Can you speak like a normal person? If you can't, then don't send voice messages!]

The moment the message was sent, Qian Renxue froze.

This was actually her group name?

Child Without Parents?

What kind of garbage name is this?

"I have a father! And I have a mother, alright!"

Qian Renxue was so angry she slapped the "brick" onto the surface of the water, sending splashes everywhere: "What kind of shitty chat group is this, giving people random names!"

[Little Fox Who Loves Teacher Most: Where did this little orphan come from? No wonder you have no parents, spewing such filth. Are you jealous that my voice sounds nice? I always talk like this, and Group Owner brother hasn't said anything.]

[Yandere Mad Beauty of Martial Soul Hall: How dare you scold my disciple? Do you know who you are offending? I am Bibi Dong. @Child Without Parents, if you have the guts, come out. Do you believe I'll have someone peel your skin off?]

Seeing this message, the few figures in the group who had been planning to pop up instantly went silent, trembling with fear.

Bibi Dong!

If this person really was Pope Bibi Dong.

Then wouldn't her disciple be the Saintess of Martial Soul Hall?

Pope!

Saintess!

Oh my god!