Fire Lotus Needle Tempering Method

"Wang Dong? You haven't left yet." Lin Feng turned around, and seeing her still standing there, he joked, "You almost lost a roommate just now."

"Mind your own business." Wang Dong turned her face away, then looked back and added, "Though... that was quite satisfying. Now that I think about it, I really should have chosen Class Nine. I'm sure there wouldn't be so much trouble with Teacher Mu Jin."

"How about transferring to Class Nine?" Lin Feng raised an eyebrow. "Dean Yan..."

Wang Dong's eyes lit up, and she blurted out, "Okay!"

Only after saying it did she realize she had agreed too quickly. She gave a light cough, trying to keep her expression composed: "...Then, I'll trouble you."

"Lin Feng, I want to transfer to Class Nine too!"

"I'll drag Xiao Xiao over as well!"

"With so many people, are you two planning to drive Old Lady Zhou insane..."

After saying goodbye to Wang Dong and Yuhao as they went to eat, Lin Feng returned to the Class Nine training grounds.

At this moment, Ning Tian was sprawled across the center of the lawn, completely lacking any composure.

Lin Feng's large face suddenly appeared directly above Ning Tian.

"Lin Feng..."

"Get up quickly, there's still half left..."

"I really can't do it, really, I can't take another step. My waist, my legs, I feel like I'm falling apart..."

"It's only fifty laps, my dear young lady. The freshman assessment is coming up soon, and you're always the one who slacks off the most on physical training."

"But I'm an auxiliary-system soul master," Ning Tian pouted aggrievedly, her golden bangs dampened by sweat. "Why do I need to train so much physically? Isn't there you and Wu Feng to protect us at the front?"

"What if one day we can't hold the line?"

"Alright, alright, I'll run, okay..."

Ning Tian reluctantly braced her hands against her knees and stood up shakily.

The setting sun stretched the shadows of the three of them long across the ground.

By the time training ended, Ning Tian was practically hanging off Wu Feng, and she finally collapsed onto the grass, not wanting to move even a finger.

The three of them lay side by side on the soft grass, catching their breath.

Lin Feng took out a thin, long silver needle from somewhere and squinted at the darkening sky, examining it: "Do you want me to give you both acupuncture back there? It'll loosen your muscles and joints and relieve the fatigue."

Ning Tian tilted her head, curious: "You know acupuncture?"

A small flame danced on Lin Feng's fingertip, gently brushing over the tip of the needle: "I taught myself for a while. I even created the Fire Lotus Needle Tempering Method; the acupuncture results are exceptionally good."

Wu Feng gave a light snort: "Just say you want to take advantage of us."

"I don't need you to use Red Dragon Possession, so what advantage could I possibly take?" Lin Feng laughed.

"Shut up." Wu Feng turned her face away.

Ning Tian gave her a gentle nudge: "I really feel like I'm falling apart... Wu Feng, let's just try it once."

Wu Feng sighed and glanced at Lin Feng: "I'll listen to you. But you better not have any crooked thoughts, you scoundrel... watch out for my Dragon Flame."

"Fine, fine, I wouldn't dare provoke you." Lin Feng chuckled.

Soon, the three of them snuck into the girls' dormitory building like thieves, walking on tiptoes the whole way, terrified of making a sound.

Lin Feng lowered his voice to a whisper: "If I get caught by the dorm warden, you two have to testify for me..."

Ning Tian suppressed a laugh and bumped his shoulder: "Don't worry, I'll just tell her you're my boyfriend."

"Hey, hey," Lin Feng's ears turned slightly hot, "I'm not that casual, you know."

Just then, Wu Feng poked her head around the corner of the stairwell and beckoned urgently: "The warden just left! Hurry upstairs!"

They seized the chance and dashed up to the third floor, slipping into Ning Tian and Wu Feng's room.

The moment the door closed, all three of them let out a sigh of relief.

The dormitory was neat and bright, a faint, pleasant fragrance lingering in the air, with several small green plants set on the windowsill.

It seemed Ning Tian and Wu Feng were getting along quite well.

Wu Feng urged them: "You're all sticky with sweat, go take a shower."

Ning Tian immediately grabbed her clothes and rushed toward the bathroom: "I'm going first! I can't take it anymore!"

As it turned out, this shower took a long time. Lin Feng sat in the living room, feeling restless, and couldn't help but ask: "Do you guys always take this long to shower?"

Wu Feng then handed him a cup of hot tea, unhurried, and said calmly: "What's the rush? I'm next, you're last."

Lin Feng looked at her expression of taking it for granted, feeling both annoyed and amused: "Fine, fine, I'll wait for you."

Creak—

The bathroom door was pushed open gently, and a wave of steamy mist poured out first, carrying the fresh scent of a bath.

Through the hazy fog, a slender, well-proportioned leg slowly stepped out, the skin flushed a faint pink from the hot water, the toes tapping lightly against the floor with a touch of languor.

Ning Tian emerged afterward, her wet golden hair clinging to her cheeks.

She was loosely wrapped in a bath towel that barely reached her thighs, revealing delicate collarbones and smooth shoulders and neck.

Water droplets slid down her graceful neckline, disappearing into the edge of the bath towel.

Perhaps it was the steam, but her cheeks were flushed, her eyes moist, making her look much softer than usual.

Lin Feng's Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.

He hastily averted his gaze, yet couldn't help but steal glances at those long, straight legs from the corner of his eye.

"Looking good?" Ning Tian noticed his gaze. Instead of dodging, she deliberately tightened the bath towel, making her curves more pronounced.

A sly smile played on her lips as she took two steps closer, barefoot, leaving a trail of faint water marks on the floor.

The air was filled with an ambiguous scent, mixed with the faint floral fragrance of shower gel.

"You two continue chatting, I'll go wash up first."

Wu Feng suddenly interrupted, her tone carrying a hint of jealousy, abruptly shattering the ambiguous atmosphere between them.

Not long after, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

To Lin Feng's surprise, Wu Feng finished washing remarkably quickly, even faster than he usually took.

And when she emerged, Lin Feng couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

Wu Feng usually kept herself restrained, only revealing some curves when the Red Dragon possessed her.

But now, she was only loosely wrapped in a bath towel, and the contours that were usually bound naturally unfurled, possessing an unexpectedly full figure.

This was the first time Lin Feng had seen her like this.

"Does it look good?" Wu Feng noticed his gaze and asked, raising an eyebrow, a half-smile on her lips.

"So you're not going to say I'm taking advantage of you now?" Lin Feng snapped back to reality, deliberately turning the tables.

"You know that, so close your eyes," Wu Feng snorted softly, turning her face away, her earlobes quietly blushing. "If you keep looking, I'll really call the dorm supervisor."

Lin Feng chuckled and walked towards the bathroom, tossing back over his shoulder, "It's not the first time I've seen it anyway."

Wu Feng glared at him, furious, "You...!"

When Lin Feng came out after his shower, he saw that both of them had already changed out of their bath towels and were wearing only form-fitting bras and shorts, their beautiful curves fully revealed.

He couldn't help but hold his breath, his earlobes warming slightly.

"Still looking?" Wu Feng's voice came from the bedside. "It's late, come help us with the acupuncture."

Lin Feng coughed lightly, feigning composure as he wiped his face, signaling them to lie down on the bed.

Under the soft light, their skin was as delicate as jade, radiating a warm luster.

Wu Feng's figure was more voluptuous than he had imagined; usually hidden beneath her school uniform, her curves were now distinct, almost as full as when the Red Dragon possessed her.

Ning Tian, on the other hand, was more slender, possessing a different kind of delicate beauty.

In a short while, their backs were covered in silver needles, their slightly trembling tips emitting a faint red glow.

The night deepened, and it was lights-out time.

"How was it? My unique acupuncture technique." Lin Feng pulled out the last needle, a hint of pride in his voice.

Wu Feng hummed softly, "Mm, not bad... I'll look for you again next time."

At this moment, even breathing could be heard; Ning Tian had already fallen asleep on her stomach.

"I'm sleepy too," Lin Feng yawned. "Where am I sleeping? Is there a sofa?"

"No, you can sleep on the floor."

"I worked so hard to give you acupuncture, and this is how you repay me?"

Wu Feng turned her face away, shyly saying, "Ning Tian and I will sleep together... you can sleep in my bed. And... no snoring."

That night, the snores of the three mingled, none of them yielding to the other.