The Heart Demon's Nemesis

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The next morning, Jiang Ce looked at the two OTL-shaped figures on the bed, the corners of his mouth curling into a satisfied arc.

"Lingling, is it because we're back home that you're even more excited?"

Jiang Ce reached out and patted Ye Yingling's upturned buttocks.

Ye Yingling's body gave a violent jolt.

"Looks like you're too full..."

Jiang Ce chuckled softly, the pitch-black Venom surging over his body, splitting into two tentacles to wrap around the two women once more.

The Phantom Dragon returned to its place, the latex suit tightened, and the power of healing flowed through the Symbiotic Link into their bodies, wiping away all traces and exhaustion from the night.

A moment later, The two women's breathing steadied, and the mottled marks on their skin vanished completely—

"As expected, you're the one who's excited, aren't you?"

Liu Erlong sat up, raising her eyes to glare at Jiang Ce.

"Drawing so much, aren't your hands sore?"

"Aren't you two just as happy? Hehehe."

Liu Erlong rolled her eyes.

Ye Yingling buried her face in the pillow, her earlobes red enough to drip blood.

They had tried every trick in the book over the past month, but doing this in her own home was a first.

The good girl who once wouldn't even lift her skirt above her knees had long since changed completely.

"You only know how to bully her."

Liu Erlong stretched.

"It's bright out now, time to get down to business. The items we entrusted to the auction should be ready, right?"

Jiang Ce rose from the bed, black liquid surging from his body to instantly form a crisp, black fitted outfit.

"Let's go, to the Heaven Dou City Auction House first. I'll take Erlong out through the window. Lingling, you head out normally; don't let your parents notice anything."

Liu Erlong rolled her eyes.

"So you have things you're afraid of too?"

Despite her words, She still followed Jiang Ce as he climbed out the window.

Back in the room.

When Ye Mother called Ye Yingling to get up for breakfast.

She still maintained the proper demeanor of a teacher.

Meanwhile, Liu Erlong, who had left at the same time, walked beside her with her head down, her shoulders trembling slightly as she held back laughter.

After eating the breakfast Ye Mother had prepared.

Before they left, Ye Mother took Ye Yingling's hand at the door, repeatedly urging her to listen well to her teacher.

Ye Yingling nodded obediently, her eyes gentle and well-behaved, leaving nothing to be desired.

Even though she was still wearing that black latex bodysuit, which outlined her proud figure to the fullest.

After a long while, Ye Mother finally let go, looking reluctant.

Leaving the Ye Clan, the three headed straight for the Heaven Dou City Auction House.

The soul master guards at the entrance recognized Liu Erlong—or more accurately, they recognized her unique black latex bodysuit.

No one stopped them; they were let through immediately.

The manager practically ran out to greet them, holding a small Storage Soul Tool in his hands, which he presented with both hands the moment he saw Liu Erlong.

"Miss Liu, the items you consigned have all been auctioned, totaling 4.3 million Gold Soul Coins. Please verify the amount."

As he spoke, he took out another Storage Soul Tool.

"Inside here are three pieces of Ten-Thousand-Year Whale Glue and thirty pieces of Thousand-Year Whale Glue, a gift from our house to express our goodwill."

Liu Erlong took the Storage Soul Tool, probed it with her soul power, and the corners of her mouth curled slightly.

She glanced at the manager.

"You certainly know how to handle people."

The manager smiled until the wrinkles on his face folded, his gaze lingering on Ye Yingling for a moment before shifting to the tall, exceptionally handsome man behind Liu Erlong, his smile taking on a meaningful nuance.

Ten-Thousand-Year Whale Glue—every man understood what that was for.

With beauties like these by his side, there was nothing better to spice things up.

Damn it, who hasn't been young once?

Jiang Ce glanced at him.

The manager quickly reined in his smile and put on a serious expression.

"This way, please, the three of you. The handover procedures are already prepared."

Once the handover was complete, Liu Erlong began taking items out of her Storage Soul Tool.

Twenty or thirty spirit bones were spread across the table, ranging from a hundred to several thousand years old, their dull, heavy spirit power fluctuations blanketing the area.

Spirit beast materials were piled several feet high; the horns, scales, claws, and tendons of dragon-type spirit beasts were so complete it looked as if they had raided a dragon's nest.

Medicinal herbs and ores were packed into several large bags, along with dozens of Storage Soul Tools scavenged from spirit beast dens.

These items were, naturally, their entire haul from over a month in the Sunset Forest.

Liu Erlong had made a point of searching the nests of those spirit beasts—

Not all spirit beasts were as fond of collecting shiny trinkets as dragons, but they all hoarded spoils to some degree.

Every time she raided a nest, Liu Erlong would mutter about how they were going to be rich.

She brushed the ore dust off her hands.

"These are for consignment as well."

The manager was dumbfounded.

"Th-this many? Are these spirit beast materials all twenty thousand years or older?"

"Mhm. A few are fifty thousand years old; they were killed recently, so the blood is still fresh."

The manager's hand trembled slightly.

Twenty-thousand-year-old materials were already rare, and fifty-thousand-year-old ones were rarer than phoenix feathers and qilin horns.

The fact that the blood was still fresh meant these weren't scavenged remains, but kills.

He couldn't help but take a few extra looks at Liu Erlong, then at the unfathomable, handsome man.

A fifty-thousand-year-old spirit beast was equivalent to an eight-ring Spirit Douluo; furthermore, dragon-type spirit beasts were stronger than others of the same level, making them difficult for even a Spirit Douluo to handle.

Liu Erlong and Ye Yingling were young girls, and no matter how talented they were, they couldn't have reached that level.

It was highly likely that the burly man had killed them himself.

The man was at least an eight-ring Spirit Douluo.

Even if he hadn't killed them personally, there was certainly a terrifying power standing behind him.

He no longer hesitated, pulled a Black Gold Card from his robes, and presented it with both hands.

"Miss Liu, this is our firm's highest-tier Black Gold Card. With this card, you can enjoy the lowest commission rates and priority consignment rights at all branches. The three of you are our most esteemed clients. Rest assured, we will auction these items off as quickly as possible."

Liu Erlong took the Black Gold Card and nodded with satisfaction.

The three turned and exited the auction house, the manager standing at the entrance until they were out of sight.

He watched the three figures disappear around the street corner, remained silent for a moment, and then muttered to himself.

"This investment won't be a loss."

He had seen all kinds of people and wouldn't misjudge them.

The handsome man had only spoken one sentence from start to finish and hadn't even glanced at the pile of spirit bones—

It was as if those items were simply not worth mentioning.

That wasn't an act; he truly didn't care.

There were very few people in all of Heaven Dou City who could afford such confidence.

Regardless, it was the right move to stay on their good side.

There was absolutely no way he would lose money on this.

The three of them left the auction house and crossed the main street toward the Mercenary Guild.

Ye Yingling counted on her fingers, saying that four million was enough to buy a mansion, eat at the Zuixian Restaurant every day, and even hire a female spirit master to massage her legs.

Liu Erlong immediately corrected her, saying that money should be spent where it mattered most—stockpiling pills and forging materials, and saving the rest.

Ye Yingling muttered under her breath, saying that Senior Sister had clearly said in the Sunset Forest that she wanted to eat at every barbecue joint in Heaven Dou City.

Jiang Ce listened to the two girls bickering, his lips just beginning to curl into a smile, when his footsteps suddenly halted.

A young girl stood at the street corner ahead.

But people on the Douluo Continent matured early; her face was already exquisitely beautiful, her brows and eyes like a painting, her temperament elegant and refined.

Her long hair hung to her waist, and her figure was slim and delicate, yet she possessed a budding, graceful maturity.

She was speaking in a low voice to a middle-aged man who looked like a steward, her voice soft, every syllable carrying a natural, effortless elegance.

Tang Yuehua.

Jiang Ce recognized her—

A direct descendant of the Clear Sky Sect, the younger sister of Tang Xiao and Tang Hao, the possessor of the innate domain Noble Ring, and the future founder of the Moon Pavilion.

At this point in time, the Moon Pavilion had not yet been officially established; she was busy running around, scouting for resources and connections.

Her martial soul had suffered a malignant mutation into the Noble Ring, and despite having an innate soul power of level nine, she was unable to cultivate.

In the Clear Sky Sect, where the strong were revered, this was practically an original sin.

If not for the backing of the Clear Sky Sect, the Moon Pavilion would never have been founded, and Tang Yuehua would have been devoured and picked clean long ago.

"What is it?"

Liu Erlong followed his gaze.

"Nothing, I just spotted someone interesting."

Ye Yingling curiously leaned over to take a look.

The girl in the blue dress had just finished her conversation with the manager and offered a gentle bow, her posture impeccably dignified.

She did not leave immediately after the manager departed, but stood in place, her eyes holding a sense of helplessness that she tried hard to conceal but could not hide—

The powerlessness of wanting to achieve something but being unable to move an inch due to a lack of personal strength.

Ye Yingling recognized that look.

A little over a month ago, she had stood at the entrance of the Mercenary Guild just like that, treated as a vase, and considered capable of nothing but healing.

She tugged at Jiang Ce's sleeve and lowered her voice.

"Teacher, that person... is she like I used to be?"

Jiang Ce did not answer, calculating rapidly in his mind—

The Noble Ring could calm the mind, purify the spirit, suppress negative emotions, and eliminate inner demons.

In a fantasy world, one would inevitably encounter illusions and things that bewitched the mind; this skill was quite excellent.

It had great potential for development!

"It seems you've scouted out a new mount again."

Liu Erlong crossed her arms over her chest and shot him a glance.

Tang Yuehua seemed to sense their gaze and turned her head, her deep blue pupils meeting his line of sight.

Jiang Ce gave her a slight nod.

Tang Yuehua clearly had not expected this handsome and imposing man to take the initiative to greet her.

Her gaze swept quickly over the two women beside him, who were dressed in black tight-fitting bodysuits with incredible figures, and a flush rose to her face.

She pursed her lips and returned the gesture with a slight nod of her own.

Neither servile nor overbearing, just right.

That was very Yuehua.

This made Jiang Ce look forward to seeing Tang Yuehua with a broken expression.

That would be very interesting.

Jiang Ce withdrew his gaze and stepped forward, continuing toward the Mercenary Guild.

Liu Erlong and Ye Yingling followed on his left and right.

"Who was that woman?"

Liu Erlong asked only after they had walked a few paces.

"A direct descendant of the Clear Sky Sect, Tang Yuehua. Her martial soul suffered a malignant mutation, stuck at level nine for life, possessing an innate domain but unable to cultivate. She's in the same situation Lingling was in before."

Ye Yingling whispered.

"Then she's quite pitiful."

"Not pitiful. She's about to meet a good teacher."

"Her martial soul talent is actually quite good; she will be the best warrior."

Jiang Ce smiled.

"What kind of teacher, Phantom Dragon teacher? You're thinking about that Anti-Magic Ninja plan of yours again!"

Liu Erlong rolled her eyes.

"Let's go, we'll register a mercenary group for fun while we're at it. When we look for her later, we can just bring her along."

The trio's figures gradually drifted away, but Tang Yuehua remained standing in place for a while longer.

She watched that tall back disappear into the crowd, her brows slightly furrowed.

The two women in black tight-fitting bodysuits beside him exuded an indescribable sense of pressure.

She instinctively felt that they were not ordinary people.

She buried this doubt deep in her heart and turned to walk in another direction.

There were still a mountain of tasks waiting for her regarding the preparations for the Moon Pavilion, but those deep, profound eyes lingered in her mind, refusing to fade.