Xiao Li, Don't Let Rongrong Find Out...

Up in the sky.

Su Li steadily controlled the Pure Jun Sword as it flew.

He had thought this stretch of the journey would remain quiet all the way through.

But.

He had thought too much.

"Mm~"

Su Li's body stiffened. Feeling the weight on his head, he nearly lost control.

Luckily, his willpower was strong. Otherwise, they would have crashed.

"Shh~ Little Brother Xiao Li, don't talk."

"I'm just hugging you. I won't do anything."

Dugu Yan lay against his ear and lightly breathed warm air onto it. The tip of her tongue accidentally brushed Su Li's ear, and the two of them seemed to receive an electric shock, their bodies trembling instinctively.

The purple-haired girl's eyes went blank for a moment. Feeling a certain unusual sensation spreading through her body, the guess in her heart had now been completely confirmed!

As long as she had intimate contact with her future little husband, the speed at which she absorbed and converted soul power would exceed her usual cultivation speed by tenfold or even dozens of times!

The heat and possessiveness in Dugu Yan's eyes grew even stronger.

She glanced at Ning Rongrong at the very front, and an utterly absurd thought arose in her heart.

If she did something naughty to Su Li here...

It seemed...

Pretty thrilling, didn't it?

"Don't move around. I'm just afraid of falling. You don't want such a beautiful big sister like me to die young, do you?"

Su Li's mouth twitched. Right now, he truly could not break free.

After all.

With two little mountains pressing down on his head, it was indeed difficult to move away.

But if Ning Rongrong turned around, how was he supposed to...

No, wait!

There was nothing between them, so why was he even thinking about explaining himself?

He asked himself honestly.

Was this comfortable?

It really was.

After all, Dugu Yan had a nice figure and smelled good. Being held by her was not exactly a bad thing.

He was just a child, anyway. She could not possibly have those kinds of thoughts.

He might as well let her do as she pleased.

Feeling Su Li's body gradually relax, Dugu Yan's eyes grew brighter and brighter.

This signal was simply too important to her!

Oh-ho~

After half a month of fussing over him, had she finally opened this little brother's heart?

Hehehe~

Little Sister Rongrong, if this continued, you would cry sooner or later.

But.

What did that have to do with her?

"Xiao Li, you smell so good... Can big sister have a kiss?"

"No."

"Okay~"

A moment later, Su Li felt a cool touch on his cheek.

By the time he came back to his senses.

Dugu Yan had her head held high as she looked into the distance.

She seriously stroked his head as if she had done nothing at all.

Su Li helplessly raised a hand and wiped his face before continuing to control the sword patiently.

But when he looked at Ning Rongrong's back afterward, he could not help feeling a little guilty.

Forget it.

She had not seen anything, so he would just pretend nothing had happened.

For the rest of the journey.

Dugu Yan would occasionally ruffle Su Li's hair, pinch his cheeks, and even steal a few kisses.

Whenever Ning Rongrong turned around, she immediately put on a serious act and moved far away from Su Li.

As though she were truly taking the initiative to keep her distance.

"Sister Yan, we're almost there."

The worry hanging over Ning Rongrong's heart could finally be put to rest.

All along the way.

She had not seen Dugu Yan make any intimate moves on Su Li. They had stayed far apart, so nothing should have happened.

It seemed.

She had overthought things.

Sister Yan probably really had only wanted Su Li to give her a ride, right?

A few minutes later.

Ning Rongrong happily ran to Ning Fengzhi's side. After greeting Chen Xin and Gu Rong, she turned her gaze to the old man beside them.

"Greetings, Senior Poison Douluo!"

"Hahaha, good~ I never expected the young sect mistress of your sect to recognize my identity."

"Hehe, who in the world does not know of Senior Poison Douluo's reputation? My father often talks about you, saying how wonderful it would be if you could join our Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect."

Ning Fengzhi pretended to be stern as he knocked her on the head and scolded, "Rongrong, don't talk nonsense."

"Bleh bleh bleh~"

Ning Rongrong made a face and immediately slipped from his grasp, darting to Chen Xin's side.

The smile on Dugu Bo's face grew even wider, as if he had received tremendous respect.

"Good. In truth, this old man is also very interested in your Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, but for the sake of my granddaughter..."

"Huh? Yan, why did you come back with them?"

Dugu Bo was a little bewildered.

Logically speaking.

Should she not have gone home?

Why had she come here instead?

Ning Fengzhi and the other two also turned their eyes toward Dugu Yan, quietly assessing her.

They all knew that this girl seemed to harbor those kinds of feelings for Su Li.

If the two truly had a chance of ending up together in the future, perhaps they could suitably nurture her.

"Level 26, not bad."

Gu Rong silently evaluated her. At her age, this was already quite remarkable.

Rongrong might reach about this level in the future as well.

But.

Why had she taken a liking to Xiao Li?

Gu Rong stroked his chin, unable to quite understand.

Logically, she should at least wait until Su Li had grown up before falling for him.

Could it be...

This girl just liked this type?

At that thought, Gu Rong's expression became somewhat strange.

"Greetings, Sect Master Ning. Greetings, Seniors."

After Dugu Yan respectfully bowed, she stood there nervously, her body trembling as both hands clutched the hem of her clothes. The tips of her ears had turned red.

As though she were meeting her future family for the first time.

"Um... I... I came back riding Su Li's sword..."

"I knew Grandpa was here, so I thought I'd come find you."

Dugu Bo's expression became slightly complicated.

He had never seen his precious granddaughter act so shy before. Why was she so embarrassed upon meeting these three people beside him?

So, he turned his gaze toward Su Li.

In an instant.

A look of intense surprise flashed through Dugu Bo's eyes, quickly turning into appreciation and admiration.

"Your sect's disciple is truly handsome."

"And his talent is excellent. It truly makes one envious."

Ning Fengzhi smiled gently and took a sip of tea. "Senior Poison Douluo, you flatter him."

"We were simply fortunate enough to produce a genius like Xiao Li."

"Besides, your granddaughter is no slouch either. She will certainly have the potential to become a Titled Douluo in the future."

Dugu Bo smiled and humbly replied.

Then, as though he had recalled something, his gaze became desolate.

"It is getting late today, so this old man will take his leave first."

"I will visit again another day."

Ning Fengzhi courteously tried to keep him for a moment, then rose to see him off.

"Bye-bye~"

Dugu Yan raised an eyebrow at Su Li, then linked arms with Dugu Bo and skipped away.

Ning Rongrong's smile slowly froze on her face. In less than half a second, her cheeks puffed up like a ball.

"Hmph! She even raised her eyebrow at him!"

"Disgusting!"

"Blech~"

Ning Rongrong rolled her eyes and glared unhappily at Dugu Yan's retreating back, then walked over and kicked Su Li's foot.

"Hey, why do you smell like Dugu Yan?"

"Could it be..."

Su Li's expression remained unchanged as he calmly said, "Don't I smell like you too?"

"We were sitting so close together..."

The girl's cheeks instantly turned red. Embarrassed, she took two steps back, her eyes darting away.

"Mm! Fine, fine, I wrongly accused you."

"Um... I'm going back first. I'll come find you tonight!"