When her younger sister called her out to her face, Zhu Zhuyun's cheeks flushed red once more.
She bit her red lips, and the competitive streak deep in her bones was instantly roused.
"Look at you, talking back to me now."
"Since that's how it is, let's see tonight which of us can please him more—or whether Tang Yu likes me better!"
Hearing such brazen words, Zhu Zhuqing blushed and stamped her feet repeatedly, letting out a soft curse.
"You're completely crazy!"
"Who wants to compete with you over that?"
With that, she raised a hand to hide her inner fluster, pushed open the door in front of her, and hurried inside.
Watching her younger sister's retreating figure, Zhu Zhuyun's eyes glinted with amusement. She followed her into the room.
The room was brightly lit.
Tang Yu was reclining against the broad bed, his gaze sweeping over the two women who had entered.
It was certainly a pleasing sight.
Zhu Zhuqing wore a loose black dress, its hem revealing a pair of long, straight, beautiful legs.
She wore thin black stockings that clung to her legs, tracing their lines to perfection.
Her feet were bare, and her translucent jade-like soles rested on the soft carpet, radiating an exquisite beauty.
Beside her, Zhu Zhuyun wore a deep-purple nightdress, its neckline cut just right to show off her voluptuous figure, enough to set any man's blood racing.
She, too, wore black stockings with openwork patterns. The mature allure of a woman was on full display in her.
Tang Yu was very satisfied with tonight's arrangements.
"Come here."
At the man's command, the two women exchanged a glance.
They were still a little reserved, but both had been through this before. They were no longer as conflicted and resistant as they had been the first time.
They stepped forward, their long legs wrapped in black stockings, and soon reached the bedside. They sat down on either side of Tang Yu.
A pleasant, delicate fragrance spread through the air.
Tang Yu slipped an arm around each of their slender waists, savoring their astonishing softness as he began their usual conversation.
"How did the cultivation method I taught you this afternoon feel?"
Leaning against his shoulder, Zhu Zhuqing answered softly.
"It flowed very smoothly. Following your method, my Soul Power circulated much faster than before, and there wasn't any of that sluggish feeling."
Zhu Zhuyun nodded in agreement.
"Exactly. I feel much lighter, too. Looking back, a lot of the things they taught us in the Star Luo Empire involved unnecessary steps."
Tang Yu smiled, his palm gently stroking the smooth silk fabric.
"That's how it should be."
"As long as you behave and carefully follow my instructions, it won't take long for your strength to leave those so-called geniuses of the Star Luo Empire far behind."
They were both very obedient as they listened to his promise.
The bed curtains slowly fell, and the atmosphere in the room gradually grew warmer.
Meanwhile, in Heaven Dou City.
Inside a spacious office at Blue Tyrant Academy.
Yu Xiaogang paced back and forth with his hands clasped behind him, his expression filled with anxiety.
His brows were tightly knitted, and he muttered to himself now and then, looking extremely restless.
Before long, someone pushed open the office door from outside.
Liu Erlong hurried in.
She wore a tight black leather outfit that clung to her body, perfectly displaying her astonishingly voluptuous figure.
Her impressive curves seemed ready to burst through the fabric, while beneath her slender waist stretched a pair of long, shapely legs.
Her whole being exuded a uniquely mature, wild beauty.
"Xiaogang, what's wrong?"
"You called me here in such a hurry. Did something happen?"
Liu Erlong walked up to Yu Xiaogang, her eyes filled with concern.
Yu Xiaogang stopped pacing. Instead of answering her, he immediately asked her a question.
"Erlong, do you know a man named Tang Yu?"
"I mean the current Marquis of Wuyang of the Heaven Dou Empire."
Liu Erlong froze when she heard the name, then nodded.
"Of course I've heard of him."
"He's been the talk of Heaven Dou City lately. He led the Black Horse Iron Cavalry to defeat the Star Luo Empire. He's a remarkable figure."
"Many commoners and Soul Masters admire him!"
Hearing all this praise, Yu Xiaogang's face showed unmistakable disgust.
He gave a cold snort, his voice brimming with bitter resentment.
"What remarkable figure?"
"That man is nothing but a shameless brute who throws his weight around!"
Liu Erlong looked at him in confusion, unable to understand why he was so angry.
Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath and began explaining what had happened.
"You don't know? Tang Yu has no principles whatsoever."
"He actually forced Zhu Zhuqing into marriage right in front of everyone at Shrek Academy!"
"And he did it in front of Zhuqing's fiancé, Dai Mubai, snatching her away by force. Such conduct is worse than an animal's!"
Liu Erlong frowned slightly at his words.
The information surprised her.
"Really?"
"I've heard people say that the Marquis of Wuyang has spent years fighting battles abroad. He's decisive and ruthless, and supposedly has little interest in women. How could he commit such an act of abducting a woman?"
Yu Xiaogang immediately let out a deeply scornful laugh.
"That's all an act!"
"'Indifferent to women'? He must be nothing but a lustful lecher!"
As he spoke, Yu Xiaogang clasped his hands behind him and put on a pained expression, letting out a long sigh.
"Alas..."
"A Soul Master with such talent has become obsessed with women. That's the behavior of a weakling."
"If he put all that effort into cultivation and studying Martial Souls, he'd achieve far more. If he keeps this up, he'll ruin himself sooner or later."
Liu Erlong was utterly bewildered.
She blinked and asked in confusion,
"But Xiaogang, isn't he pretty strong?"
"He conquered ten cities of the Star Luo Empire with his army and forced the Star Luo Emperor to cede territory. How could anyone look at that strength and call him a weakling?"
Yu Xiaogang glanced at Liu Erlong, his eyes betraying a sense of superiority.
He cleared his throat and began showing off the theory he was so proud of.
"Erlong, you don't understand."
"You have to realize that Soul Power Level doesn't represent everything."
With his hands clasped behind him, Yu Xiaogang paced around the room like some peerless master.
"Although Tang Yu looks as if he has everything going for him right now, his foundation is absolutely unstable."
"He's spent years fighting battles and killing. As the saying goes, the hard-bent branch is the first to break. He's accumulated far too much killing intent. Power gained entirely through slaughter is the least stable kind."
"Without proper theory to guide him, the moment he reaches a genuine bottleneck—or meets an opponent who can counter him—he's bound to suffer a crushing defeat or even go mad from cultivation!"