Ning Rongrong's Seductive Charm, Be Your Woman!

Taking a deep breath.

Ning Rongrong reached out with slightly trembling hands and pushed open the heavy, carved wooden door.

"Creak—"

The wooden door let out a soft sound.

Candlelight flickered within the room, casting a warm, yellow glow across the spacious interior.

Tang Yu was draped casually in a loose black robe, sitting on the edge of the bed with a commanding, imposing posture.

His gaze was fixed directly on Ning Rongrong as she pushed the door open and entered.

Stared at by this incredibly oppressive gaze, Ning Rongrong's entire body stiffened abruptly.

The mental preparation she had made beforehand collapsed in an instant.

Her legs went weak, and she nearly collapsed to the floor.

She hurriedly lowered her head, not daring to look directly into the eyes of the man before her.

The sweat in her palms had already soaked the hem of her clothes.

"Come here."

Tang Yu's voice was calm, devoid of any superfluous emotion.

It was a simple command, yet it carried a pressure that made it impossible for anyone to even think of resisting.

Ning Rongrong bit her lower lip.

She had no choice but to take heavy steps, inching forward bit by bit.

The distance of a mere dozen steps felt as long as a century to her.

She finally managed to reach the bedside.

Her breathing became rapid, and her chest heaved violently.

Tang Yu raised his eyes, looking up and down at this proud daughter of heaven before him.

The apple of the eye of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, a figure who was usually high and mighty, was now like a frightened quail.

"Undress."

The crisp, clean instruction spilled from Tang Yu's lips.

It was as indifferent as if he were speaking of a trivial matter.

Ning Rongrong jerked her head up, her eyes filled with panic and helplessness.

Although she had long known what would happen tonight.

Yet, when those two words truly struck her ears, she still felt a wave of dizziness.

Here, there was no protection from her father, no doting from the elders of the sect.

There was only Prince Wuyang, a man who could cover the sky with one hand and acted with decisive ruthlessness.

She recalled the warning from Zhu Zhuqing.

Never provoke Tang Yu or make him unhappy.

Ning Rongrong fought back the tears swirling in her eyes.

With trembling hands, she slowly placed them on her sash.

Her fingertips turned white from the force.

As her outer garment slipped away, her skin, white as jade, shimmered with an alluring luster under the candlelight.

One piece after another.

Until the very end, Ning Rongrong squeezed her eyes shut, and a single tear slid from the corner of her eye.

Tang Yu stood up and pulled her into his embrace.

He took the opportunity to press her down onto the large, soft bed.

The red curtains fell, concealing the spring scenery within the room.

The night gradually faded away.

The system's notification chime rang in Tang Yu's mind right on time.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the reward: Mysterious Heaven Divine Armor.]

Hearing these four words, Tang Yu's closed eyes snapped open.

A sharp glint flashed across the depths of his eyes.

He immediately sank his consciousness into the system space to examine the specific attributes of this reward.

Mysterious Heaven Divine Armor.

Quasi-super artifact level.

Below the god-level, its defense is unsolvable.

It not only provides one hundred percent resistance against physical attacks and soul power impacts.

It even offers perfect, all-encompassing protection against mental strangulation, virulent toxins, and even bizarre spatial cutting.

This is a supreme treasure of absolute defense in the truest sense.

Tang Yu did not hesitate at all.

With a thought.

A stream of dark golden light instantly surged from his body, spreading rapidly across his skin to cover his entire frame.

There was no sense of restriction from heavy metal; instead, it felt as light as gauze, completely hidden beneath his inner garments.

To verify the power of this quasi-super artifact.

Tang Yu slowly raised his right hand.

The majestic soul power of his level 94 Titled Douluo surged wildly within him, gathering in his palm.

Then, he struck his own chest ruthlessly.

"Bang!"

A dull, thunderous sound exploded within the room.

This palm strike, capable of severely wounding an ordinary Titled Douluo, landed solidly against his chest.

However, Tang Yu's body did not even sway.

The moment that world-destroying rebound force touched the Mysterious Heaven Divine Armor, it vanished without a trace, like a clay ox entering the sea.

He was completely unscathed.

He did not even feel a hint of pain.

Tang Yu was very satisfied.

With this Mysterious Heaven Divine Armor, here on the Douluo Continent, aside from those ethereal gods.

No one else could harm him in the slightest.

Hiding the divine armor back into his body, Tang Yu turned his head to look at Ning Rongrong, who was still fast asleep beside him.

The first ray of morning light spilled through the window lattice into the room.

Ning Rongrong's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes.

The soreness throughout her body rushed to her brain, making her involuntarily gasp in a breath of cold air.

Her consciousness gradually returned.

The scenes of madness from last night flooded back into her mind like a tide.

She instinctively tried to sit up, only to find she had no strength at all.

Her gaze inadvertently glanced beneath her.

On the pristine white bedsheet, that glaring splash of red was like a plum blossom in full bloom.

Ning Rongrong's small face turned bright red instantly, flushing all the way to the roots of her ears.

She bit her lip and turned to look at her side.

Tang Yu was leaning against the headboard, watching her with deep, profound eyes.

That face with sword-like brows and star-like eyes, outlined by the morning light, exuded a soul-stirring charm.

Domineering and forceful, yet carrying an irresistible sense of security.

Looking at this face, Ning Rongrong's heartbeat skipped a beat involuntarily.

She knew that from last night on.

She, the little witch of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, had truly fallen for this man.

This face, this unforgettable feeling.

She was destined never to forget it for the rest of her life.

The lingering grievance in her heart dissipated with the morning breeze.

Replacing it was a sense of belonging she couldn't even put into words herself.

Thousands of miles away.

Deep within the magnificent imperial palace of the Heaven Dou Empire capital.

A heavy atmosphere made it hard to breathe.

Inside the Imperial Study.

Great Emperor Xue Ye held an urgent secret report that had just been submitted.

Due to his excessive force, the veins on his withered, thin hands bulged.

"Snap!"

Great Emperor Xue Ye slammed the secret report onto the imperial desk before him.

The precious paperweight on the table was jolted off, crashing to the floor and snapping into two pieces.

"How is this possible!"

Great Emperor Xue Ye's voice turned sharp and hoarse with terror.

He stared at the intelligence chief kneeling on the ground below.

His chest heaved violently, his breathing as heavy as a wounded old beast.

Just moments ago, he had received top-secret intelligence transmitted from the Northwest.

Tang Yu had not only taken control of the Northwest Three Provinces unscathed.

He had even stopped by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect on his way to his fief.

Right before the gates of Seven Treasure Mountain, he had single-handedly ground Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo into the dirt.

He forced Ning Fengzhi to lead the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to kneel in submission.

Even Ning Fengzhi's most precious daughter, Ning Rongrong, had been gifted to Tang Yu as his woman.

This was nothing short of a fantasy!

What kind of existence was the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?

It was the greatest supporter of the Heaven Dou Empire, one of the Upper Three Sects, a super-power possessing two Super Douluo!

How could it have been subdued by Tang Yu so quietly?

Great Emperor Xue Ye felt his legs go weak.

He collapsed onto his dragon throne, his entire body trembling uncontrollably.