Aromatic Silk Beauty, Martial Soul Evolution, Innate Full Soul Power!

The glow of the Aromatic Silk Beauty reflected on Ye Qing's face, laying a rich golden filter over his already sunny, handsome features.

That look, that expression, those slightly trembling fingers...

Dugu Yan felt that he had never looked at her with such affection.

Why was she feeling a little jealous?

Could her lush, alluring, curvaceous body really be less attractive than a flower?

"Hey!"

Dugu Yan's voice broke the golden silence in the room.

"I've given you the thing. Can you tell me how to detoxify the poison now?"

Her arms were crossed over her chest, and her emerald eyes held a trace of impatience.

She had confirmed with her grandfather that she had indeed been poisoned.

At that moment, Dugu Yan had felt as though the sky were falling.

Now she sat here, waiting for this pretty-faced schemer in front of her to fulfill his promise.

She was practically dying of anxiety!

"No rush."

Without even raising his head, Ye Qing continued staring at the Aromatic Silk Beauty in his hand, his tone light and airy.

"?"

Dugu Yan raised an eyebrow, a dangerous glint flashing through her emerald eyes.

"What do you mean? Are you planning to break our agreement?"

"No, what I mean is..."

Ye Qing finally looked up, the expression on his face switching from obsession to seriousness.

"Of course I'll honor the agreement. That's basic integrity."

"But there's something extremely important I need to do first."

"What?"

"Eat the flower."

"???"

Before Dugu Yan could react, she saw Ye Qing lightly inhale the flower's pistil and draw in all its essence.

That was the proper way to consume an Aromatic Silk Beauty.

"!"

Dugu Yan's brain froze for a full two seconds.

"You—"

"Shh!"

Ye Qing raised a finger, his expression more serious than ever.

"From now on, don't disturb me. If you can, help stand guard for me."

"???"

"Please."

After saying those three words, Ye Qing crossed his legs, placed his hands on his knees, and directly entered a meditative state.

"..."

Dugu Yan opened her mouth.

She finally realized that he was not joking.

Dugu Yan felt her head buzzing.

She had a hundred reasons to kick this guy out of meditation and force him to explain exactly what the detoxification method was.

But...

"Please."

She had seen Ye Qing's eyes clearly when he said those three words.

There had been none of his usual cheeky cunning, nor that shameless, clingy manner from before.

Instead, there was an unprecedented seriousness.

Dugu Yan gritted her teeth, but ultimately did not make a move.

She dragged over a chair and sat by the door with her arms crossed, wearing an expression that said, "Let's see what tricks you can pull."

The room fell silent.

Only Ye Qing's steady breathing remained.

Dugu Yan's gaze naturally fell upon his face.

At some point, a faint golden light emerged from the surface of Ye Qing's body, as though he had been coated in a thin layer of gold leaf.

Under the golden glow, Dugu Yan was slightly stunned by his face.

To be fair, this pretty boy really was good-looking.

Black hair, black eyes, handsome features, sharp eyes and bold brows, healthy skin, and the youthful vitality of sunlight between his brows.

Now that he was illuminated by golden light, he somehow had a hint of... immortal grace?

"Pah!"

Dugu Yan gave herself a mental slap.

Immortal grace, my ass!

He was just a pretty-faced schemer!

A pretty boy who had slept with her for one night and then shamelessly insisted that she take responsibility!

A pretty boy who dared threaten her into a bet just because he knew a few secrets about the Dugu Family!

In her heart, Dugu Yan cursed Ye Qing from head to toe.

Then, her gaze returned to his face.

Fine... she had to admit it. He really was handsome.

But so what?

Her man was supposed to be strong.

Not some pretty boy who looked impressive but was useless underneath.

Ideally, he should be a powerhouse at her grandfather's level, a Titled Douluo!

Even if he was not that strong, he should at least be a gifted genius Soul Master, right?

After all, even the people pursuing her at Heaven Dou Royal Academy were grandsons of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's patriarch.

How could her man be some ordinary pretty boy with barely any Soul Power?

Dugu Yan leaned back in her chair and stared at the ceiling, beginning to ponder her life.

Her wager with Ye Qing had been sworn upon their Martial Souls.

Dugu Yan might be spoiled and arrogant, but she was by no means someone who broke her word.

If Ye Qing truly had a way to detoxify her, then she... really had to "marry" him and bring him home?

Just imagining that scene gave Dugu Yan a headache.

Marrying a man and bringing him home!

And a pretty boy who could not even beat her!

"Grandfather will poison him into mush."

Dugu Yan muttered to herself, a trace of sympathy in her tone.

No, there was a thousand percent chance that he would poison him into mush.

But according to the wager, she would have to protect him in front of her grandfather?

In Ye Qing's words, "You'll have to protect me even with your life."

Dugu Yan imagined that scene.

She stood in front of Ye Qing and shouted at an enraged Dugu Bo, "Grandfather, you can't kill him! He's my man! I won't marry anyone but him!"

Dugu Bo: "???"

Dugu Bo: "Yanyan, say that again?"

"..."

Just thinking about that scene made her scalp tingle.

She hurriedly rubbed her temples, feeling as though her blood pressure had already risen.

"Forget it, forget it. I won't think about this yet."

"When this guy wakes up, I'll ask about the detoxification method first."

As for the wager... at worst, she could tell her grandfather that she had sworn on her Martial Soul and could not break her word, then keep him at home as a house husband.

Grandfather should understand... right?

Dugu Yan was busy giving herself a mental pep talk.

Suddenly, a wave of Soul Power spread from Ye Qing's body.

"?"

Dugu Yan abruptly sat upright, astonishment flashing through her emerald eyes.

This was... a Soul Power breakthrough?

That was impossible!

Wasn't he an ordinary person with a trash Martial Soul?

Dugu Yan instinctively released her own Soul Power to sense him.

Ye Qing's Soul Power Level was three.

That meant he truly belonged to the absolute bottom tier, with terrible talent.

At over ten years old, having only level-three Soul Power put him at the bottom even among ordinary people.

Let alone in a place like Heaven Dou Royal Academy, where geniuses gathered.

Yet she could feel Ye Qing's Soul Power beginning to surge.

Level three, level four, level five, level six... climbing without pause!

Dugu Yan abruptly stood up. She knocked her chair to the floor, where it crashed loudly.

Level seven, level eight, level nine, level ten!

The golden light grew increasingly brilliant, and Ye Qing seemed to be shrouded in a layer of golden flames.

"How is this possible?"

Dugu Yan's breathing quickened, her emerald eyes full of disbelief.

The golden light suddenly erupted, illuminating the entire room as brightly as day.

Dugu Yan instinctively raised an arm to shield her eyes.

When she lowered her arm, she saw the most unbelievable sight she had ever witnessed in her life.

A Martial Soul emerged from Ye Qing's body.

It was a flower.

An utterly ordinary-looking Wild Flower.

Three petals, a thin stem and leaves, faint in color, like some nameless little flower that could be plucked from the roadside.

The Wild Flower Martial Soul, trash among trash Martial Souls.

It had no effects, no combat power, not even any support abilities.

Anyone with such a Martial Soul was destined to remain an ordinary person for life.

But now, golden light enveloped that Wild Flower!

New petals bloomed layer by layer around the original three petals.

Four petals, five petals, six petals...

Golden light flowed across them, and the petals became translucent and crystalline, as though carved from the purest crystal.

Every petal glimmered with a gentle radiance, sacred and solemn.

Nine petals!

Soon, a complete azure Nine-Leaf Lotus slowly rotated within the golden light.

Its petals were as translucent as ice, its pistil as golden as jade, and it emitted a refreshing fragrance that cleared the mind.

Dugu Yan's eyes widened, her emerald gaze filled with shock.

She could not understand it.

She could not understand anything happening before her!

His Soul Power had surged from level three all the way to level ten?

The trash Wild Flower Martial Soul had become a Nine-Leaf Lotus that was clearly extraordinary at a glance?

Could someone explain what the fuck was going on?!