"Don't you like it?"
Tang Ya blinked, bent over, and deliberately revealed the fluffy rabbit tail beneath her pink short skirt.
Mm, it was a specially made Hidden Weapon, secured behind her with a mechanism. It had taken her quite a bit of effort.
At that moment, with rabbit ears atop her head and a pink cropped top and short skirt, she was clearly dressed as a Soft Bone Charm Rabbit.
Ever since Jiang Yi had casually mentioned it once, she had silently remembered it and written it into her strategy notes.
Though this was somewhat disrespectful to her ancestor, surely her ancestor would understand if it was for the revival of the Tang Sect, right?
"Ahem... I like it."
Jiang Yi silently closed the door.
It had to be said, compared to Tang Wutong, Tang Ya gave off more of Xiao Wu's feeling, especially with those legs.
Round and full, tightly wrapped in white stockings that outlined just the right amount of soft flesh beneath them. She looked pure, yet carried an indescribable hint of allure.
It felt like a half-melted milky-white ice cream bar—cool and refreshing in the mouth, yet soft and creamy at the same time.
"Do you really want me to join the Tang Sect that badly, Senior Sister Xiao Ya?"
He stepped forward and gently embraced Tang Ya, staring intently into the girl's eyes as though examining something.
"Of course. You don't want to? Besides, I've already given you that..."
Tang Ya leaned close to his ear and breathed softly. Her fingertip lightly touched his chest, lazily tracing circles.
The girl's seductive charm nearly merged with the moonlight on the windowsill, turning into a pool of cloying honey.
"As long as you nod... mm—"
Tang Ya had barely spoken when, in the next instant, she was roughly pushed onto the bed.
"Then let's do it."
Jiang Yi looked down at the beauty before him, no longer concealing the desire and greed in his eyes.
Who could possibly endure this?
He was still trash-talking Tang San in his head, and here came this descendant dressed up as the man's wife.
Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record, Article Seventy-Eight—
You have already attained the path of ohohoho!!!
Bang! Bang bang!
The doors and windows were all shut, sealing the snow-white moonlight outside as darkness enveloped the entire room.
"..."
Tang Ya lay quietly on the bed.
Passionate lips fiercely nipped at hers, while warm breaths brushed past her snow-white neck.
It tickled, and a strange sensation welled up from deep within her body, yet her heart was exceptionally calm.
She had succeeded. She had brought the Tang Sect a true genius capable of leading it to revival, and the price was merely herself.
But as that warm hand gradually slid from her chest to her waist, then beneath the hem of her skirt to her thigh—
Two glistening trails of tears finally appeared in her bright eyes, full of complexity and a trace of relief.
She had long imagined this scene, yet when it truly arrived, she still could not suppress her emotions.
In the end, she was only a girl of fourteen or fifteen. Her family had been destroyed, and she bore the responsibility of reviving her sect.
If she could, she did not want to offer herself up as a commodity.
Yet Jiang Yi's obsession and demands were like a mirror, reflecting her own shamelessness and degradation.
But so what...
As long as the Tang Sect could be revived, that was enough. It was her only request.
"..."
Tang Ya slowly closed her eyes, preparing herself for the storm's baptism.
However—
Those large hands that had made her delicate body tremble suddenly withdrew from beneath her skirt.
"Hm? Jiang Yi."
Tang Ya opened her eyes in confusion, then saw a pair of deep black eyes less than an inch from her own.
There was not a trace of lust in Jiang Yi's gaze, only an unfathomable calm, as if the agitation from moments ago had merely been an illusion.
"I don't want an emotionless puppet... that would be far too boring."
He smiled, lowered his head, and kissed the corner of her eye, gently wiping away the tears that had rolled down.
This was a transaction, but Tang Ya like this was merely a sacrifice for the Tang Sect.
What he wanted was... for Tang Ya to choose him without hesitation someday, when Tang San and the God Realm returned.
"Jiang Yi..."
Tang Ya pursed her lips. Looking at the gentle, earnest boy before her, her heart trembled for no reason.
She had not expected Jiang Yi to stop at this moment and choose to respect her.
"Sleep! It's getting late. Don't go back to the dorm either. Sister Nannan might notice something if you look like this."
Jiang Yi reached out and rubbed her head, helping her straighten the collar at her chest that had just been torn open.
Then he turned around and fell asleep with his back facing Tang Ya.
"Thank you... thank you..."
Tang Ya suddenly reached out and tightly hugged Jiang Yi from behind, burying herself against his back as she murmured through sobs.
"I'll fall in love with you... I definitely will."
The night was deep, and amid her murmurs, the girl gradually drifted into sleep.
But Jiang Yi, whose eyes had supposedly been tightly shut, quietly opened them. He slowly turned around and looked at the sleeping girl.
"So easy to fool~"
He gently stroked the girl's cheek and softly sighed.
Since becoming a god meant he could not avoid Tang San, rather than hide things away, he might as well raid the old codger's home while he was absent.
He wondered what Tang San's expression would be when he returned and saw someone living in his Tang Sect, holding his daughter in his arms.
At worst, he would die. He had already died once. Huo Yuhao at least had a mother; his own mother had died long ago.
"Shrek, Tang Sect, Clear Sky Sect, Tang Wutong..."
Jiang Yi mentally called them out one by one, then lifted a lock of black hair from his forehead, the corner of his lips curling upward.
"I should dye this thing yellow~"
Old codger, ghost fire, downstairs. You get it?
The next morning, sunlight spilled down.
Tang Ya groggily opened her eyes beneath the covers.
"Hm? Jiang Yi!"
She abruptly sat up and looked around. Jiang Yi was already gone from the dormitory, leaving her alone.
"Did he leave?"
Not seeing Jiang Yi, she felt an inexplicable sense of loss.
But then she spotted a note and a steaming bowl of porridge on the table beside her.
"Gone to train. Remember to eat breakfast."
There was only a simple reminder on the note, but it brought a smile back to Tang Ya's face.
She did not even bother changing clothes. Barefoot, she squatted beside the bed, lifted the lid, and began eating in small bites.
"So good~"
She narrowed her eyes, a satisfied smile on her face. Her fair little feet were especially eye-catching beneath the sunlight.
Meanwhile, Jiang Yi did not attend class. Instead, holding the token Mu En had given him, he headed to Shrek's Inner Academy.
In any case, he had not gone to Mu Jin to cancel his leave. He was still officially on leave, and since he had taken more than half a month off, a few extra days made no difference.
It was the perfect chance to practice Reign Over the World and casually raise the old codger's friendship value.
He had displayed his talent precisely to draw Shrek's investment, and Mu En was undoubtedly the highest-quality investor.
Rich, low-maintenance, highly ranked, and set to automatically close his account in a few years... where else could he find such a good investor?
However, he did not go to Sea God Pavilion. That would have been too deliberate. He merely found an empty, unoccupied space beside Sea God Lake.
"Bingbing, I have an unparalleled ultimate technique I want to teach you—help me look it over."
On the beach, Jiang Yi took Ice Empress out and placed her in his palm.
Tian Meng's combat talent was certainly far inferior to Ice Empress's, so this time he planned to switch to a different tool for grinding proficiency.
"..."
Ice Empress rolled her eyes.
Over this period, she had figured out her master's personality. He looked proper enough, but in reality, his mouth was full of nonsense.
Only a fool like Tian Meng could be so thoroughly duped by him. She, however, was the brains of the Far North.
Thus—
"No problem!"
She nodded obediently and crawled along Jiang Yi's arm onto the tome that recorded the secret technique.
This was the ultimate technique of a Limit Douluo. Xue'er had taught her two moves before, and she still benefited greatly from them to this day.
However, just as one man and one beast were discussing the ultimate technique in their hands, a blue figure stopped in the distance.
"Hm? It's him!"
Ling Luochen looked at the figure occupying her usual training ground. She had been about to leave, but her footsteps suddenly halted.
Wasn't this the one with Ultimate Ice?
After hesitating for a moment, she looked around. Once she confirmed no one else was nearby, she hunched over and sneakily hid off to one side.
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