Water Element Overflowing

"Exactly. We each get what we need."

"I'm paid to do a job. When it comes to feelings, I never force anything."

"When we're outside from now on, we'll keep up appearances. You're my wife, I'm your husband. Whoever dares touch you, I'll kill them."

"As for behind this door, you live your life, I cultivate mine. Anything goes."

Tang Yuehua raised her head and looked into Ronan's eyes, which held not the slightest trace of desire. She bit her lip. "Fine. I'll remember what you said. I hope you keep your promise."

"I've always kept my word."

"Y-You... what are you trying to do? Didn't you say anything goes behind closed doors?" A flicker of panic crossed Tang Yuehua's eyes.

Ronan lowered his head slightly. The distance between them was close enough to touch, and he could even smell the faint fragrance on Tang Yuehua's body.

Ronan said quietly, "That's right. Anything goes behind closed doors."

"But since it's our wedding night, if we don't put on a convincing act, how are we supposed to fool any eyes that might be watching outside?"

"Besides..."

"Now that you're already my lawful wife..."

The red candle flame swayed gently in the night wind. The window paper tore.

Just as Ronan had said, anything went behind closed doors...

And Ronan was also quite skilled at making trouble behind closed doors...

Nearly three hours later, the battle ended.

Her once cool and noble face was now covered in exhaustion...

And a faint flush...

As an auxiliary-system Soul Master, Tang Yuehua's early combat strength was exceptionally fierce, making it difficult for Ronan to withstand her.

But Ronan was a strength-attack-system Soul Master. He was strongest in a head-on battle!

Although Tang Yuehua was an auxiliary-system Soul Master, she also knew a little about the water element.

After fighting for so long, Tang Yuehua's water-element attacks had been powerful as well.

The moment the battle ended, she fell directly into a deep sleep.

Tang Yuehua was too exhausted. This was her first battle.

And her opponent had been a strength-attack-system Soul Master!

Her breathing was soft and even, yet her brows remained faintly furrowed.

Ronan stood beside the bed, quietly watching his wife in name.

His gaze was as calm as water, without the slightest tenderness or post-battle warmth.

After straightening his clothes, he silently walked out of the room.

The early autumn night wind carried a hint of chill. Blowing across Ronan's face, it made his already clear mind even sharper.

He walked into the courtyard and casually pulled over a wooden chair beside the stone table.

Ronan took an exquisite metal cigarette case from his pocket. It was a little trinket he had picked up in Heaven Dou City's black market.

He drew out a rough cigarette and held it between his lips. With a slight movement of his fingers, a faint golden spark of Soul Power danced at his fingertips and instantly lit the tip.

"Phew—"

Ronan took a deep drag, inhaling it hard into his lungs.

"A cigarette after the deed is better than living like an immortal."

In the quiet night, however, his thoughts drifted away on their own.

A few hours earlier, when Tang Yuehua had spoken with reddened eyes and a tone of despairing self-mockery about marrying a useless man with only Rank 9 Soul Power.

That grating word had been like a rusty key, abruptly opening the long-sealed gate of Ronan's deepest memories.

Useless.

He had heard those two words countless times before.

Ronan was not from this world. He was a transmigrator.

When he realized he had transmigrated with the memories of his past life, he also discovered that he had become an orphan.

An orphan from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect.

In the Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect, he had been granted the surname Yu. His original name was Yu Nan.

When he was six, it was time for the martial soul awakening ceremony.

That should have been the day he leaped through the dragon gate and completely changed his fate.

As a transmigrator, he had eagerly anticipated awakening a top-tier martial soul that would shock everyone present, perhaps even a legendary god-tier martial soul.

Yet reality gave him a vicious slap across the face.

When the light of the awakening formation faded, what appeared beneath his feet was not the mighty Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon.

Instead, it was Luo Sanpao—a ridiculous creature with a pale purple body, a pair of oversized ears, and the build of a pig.

It was an extremely rare malignant mutated martial soul in the history of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, an odd martial soul that could only exist outside the body and whose method of attack was, unbelievably, farting.

"Ha ha ha! Look! What kind of monster is that?"

"A pig? Our great Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan actually awakened a pig?"

"Only half a rank of Innate Soul Power? What a complete and utter waste!"

Within the awakening hall, the elders' disappointed head-shaking and the unrestrained mockery of his peers cut through Yu Nan's dignity like sharp blades, slice after slice.

From that day onward, he became the laughingstock of the entire sect—the lowest of the low in talent, a useless waste inferior even to a menial servant.

But no one knew that at that very moment, Yu Nan had awakened his second martial soul: the Dark Demon Dragon!

At that moment, Yu Nan understood that he was a Twin Martial Souls possessor, an occurrence rarely seen even once in a century on Douluo Continent!

But he did not make it public.

He chose to endure, tightly sealing the Dark Demon Dragon within his body and continuing to play the part of the useless Yu Nan with Luo Sanpao.

Yet a tree might wish for peace, but the wind would not cease.

His endurance did not earn him a peaceful life. Instead, it drew the attention of someone he despised intensely: Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang, the biological son of Sect Master Yu Yuanzhen, had likewise mutated into Luo Sanpao and likewise been regarded as useless by everyone in the sect.

When Yu Xiaogang learned that an orphan with the exact same martial soul as his had appeared in the sect, it was as though he had found some kind of psychological balance. He could not wait to come looking for him.

Ronan still remembered the expression Yu Xiaogang had worn when he first came to find him.

It had been a rainy day. Yu Xiaogang wore a faded gray robe, carrying several thick notebooks in his hands. His eyes held a morbid fanaticism and a lofty, condescending pity.

"Yu Nan, I know you're suffering right now."

Yu Xiaogang looked at him and spoke in the tone of an elder instructing a junior.

"Fate has been unfair to us, but we cannot give up. We have the same martial soul. We are kindred sufferers."

"I've studied martial soul theory for many years. Follow me, and we can explore it together."

"Absorb soul rings according to my theories. I'll raise you into a strong man and prove to the sect that we are not useless!"

Looking at Yu Xiaogang's self-moved expression, Yu Nan had felt a chill run through him.

Kindred sufferers?

Who the hell was a kindred sufferer with you?

Yu Nan knew very well that Yu Xiaogang was not acting out of kindness.

Yu Xiaogang merely needed a lab rat, an experimental subject with the same martial soul as his, to verify those nonsensical, armchair theories of his.

Yu Xiaogang wanted to use Yu Nan's success to conceal his own incompetence and satisfy that vanity of his, born from extreme inferiority yet bloated beyond measure.

If he truly followed Yu Xiaogang's theories and absorbed plant-type or low-tier beast-type soul beasts such as Lone Bamboo and skunks.

Then Luo Sanpao would truly be finished, doomed forever to be nothing more than a farting pig!