An Invitation from Senior Sister Hu Liena?

The girl had a head of soft pink hair and a pair of captivating peach-blossom eyes. With every shift of her gaze, she exuded innate charm.

She was none other than his senior sister, the core member of Spirit Hall's Golden Generation, Hu Liena.

"Senior Sister?" Ning Chen was somewhat surprised to see her.

"Why are you here?"

"Why am I here?"

Hu Liena walked toward him with graceful, catlike steps, a faint fragrance drifting into Ning Chen's nose.

She stopped before Ning Chen, extended a slender jade-like finger, and gently poked his still-aching chest.

"Hiss!" Ning Chen sucked in a sharp breath from the pain.

Seeing this, Hu Liena did not withdraw her hand. Instead, she smiled even more happily, her peach-blossom eyes narrowing into two crescent moons.

"Let me guess," she said, circling Ning Chen and sizing up his bedraggled state from head to toe before teasing him.

"Don't tell me... you made Teacher angry again and got 'trained' by her?"

Ning Chen's face darkened.

What did she mean, "again"?

Did he look like the kind of person who often made Teacher angry?

Well, he kind of was.

"Senior Sister, stop making fun of me." Ning Chen put on a miserable expression and spoke weakly.

"Your junior brother... really hurts."

As he spoke, he deliberately pretended to be on the verge of collapse.

Seeing his pitiful appearance, Hu Liena finally put away her teasing expression, and a trace of heartache flashed through her eyes.

"Alright, alright. I'll stop teasing you."

She stepped forward and naturally wrapped a fair arm around Ning Chen's, letting most of his weight lean against her soft yet resilient body.

"Come on, I'll take you back to your dormitory."

"Thank you, Senior Sister." Ning Chen did not stand on ceremony and accepted his senior sister's tenderness with a clear conscience.

Mm, Senior Sister really was better. Unlike a certain crazy woman, who only knew how to beat people up.

Hu Liena supported Ning Chen as they slowly headed toward his residence.

On the way, Ning Chen could not help asking, "By the way, Senior Sister, you still haven't told me. What exactly did you come to see me for?"

He did not believe Hu Liena had merely happened to pass by.

At his words, Hu Liena revealed a helpless expression and sighed.

"Isn't it because of Yan?"

"Yan?" Ning Chen raised an eyebrow.

"Yes." Hu Liena said with a headache.

"His soul power broke through to level forty-eight a few days ago, and now he's been clamoring every day to fight you again. He wants to pull you down from the top spot at Spirit Hall Academy."

"He pestered me so much that I had no choice but to make this trip for him."

After hearing that, Ning Chen was speechless.

Yan again.

That guy was like a stone in a latrine—stinky and stubborn.

Ever since Ning Chen had entered Spirit Hall Academy, Yan had regarded him as a thorn in his side. Every day, Yan dreamed of defeating him so he could show off in front of Hu Liena.

But hadn't they fought more than ten times by now?

And what were the results?

Yan had not won a single time. Every time, Ning Chen had beaten him until his nose was bruised and his face swollen.

Who would have thought that Yan would think he was capable again right after breaking through?

What an idiot who never learned his lesson.

"Alright, I understand." Ning Chen nodded and said calmly.

"Once I've rested a little, I'll go meet him."

Perfect. He had nowhere to vent the anger Bibi Dong had beaten into him, and Yan had delivered himself right to his door.

"Mm."

Hu Liena nodded. Before long, the two arrived outside Ning Chen's residence.

Hu Liena helped Ning Chen sit down in a chair inside the room, but she showed no intention of leaving.

Instead, she smoothly sat down in the chair beside him, elegantly crossing her beautiful legs. The view beneath her skirt appeared and disappeared from sight.

She leaned closer, her watery peach-blossom eyes staring straight at him as she asked in a breath as fragrant as orchids.

"Junior Brother..."

"Are... are you free tonight?"

"Senior Sister wants to stroll through Wuhun City's night market with you."

"We... we haven't gone together in a long time."

There was clear anticipation and nostalgia in her voice.

At the mention of the words "night market," Ning Chen's mind drifted for a moment.

He remembered when he and Hu Liena had both been little kids, often sneaking out of Spirit Hall and running off to play at Wuhun City's night market.

The candied hawthorns there, the grilled skewers, the dough figurines... they had practically eaten their way through every delicious thing the market had to offer.

Those days had been carefree, among the few relaxed moments he had experienced since coming to this world.

"Yeah... it really has been a long time." Ning Chen spoke with some emotion as well.

But then he remembered Bibi Dong's order for "extra training," and his expression fell again.

"However... Senior Sister, I'm afraid I can't tonight. I... I have something to do." He sounded somewhat apologetic.

"Something to do?" A trace of disappointment flashed through Hu Liena's eyes, but she quickly adjusted her mood and continued in that teasing tone.

"What could it be? Don't tell me... Teacher is giving you special training again?"

Ning Chen's heart skipped a beat, and his expression became slightly unnatural.

This woman's intuition was way too accurate!

"Cough, cough... more or less." He answered vaguely.

"Alright." Hu Liena did not press further. She stood up and stretched, fully displaying her exquisite curves.

"Since you're not free tonight, we'll do it another day."

"But it's a deal. The next time you go, you must bring Senior Sister along."

"Alright, definitely." Ning Chen nodded in agreement.

"Then get some proper rest. Senior Sister will be leaving first."

Hu Liena winked at him, then turned around and left Ning Chen's residence, her alluring figure swaying as she walked away.

Ning Chen watched her departing back and sighed helplessly.

Ah, an invitation from a beautiful senior sister had gone down the drain just like that.

It was all that crazy woman's fault!

While grumbling about Bibi Dong in his heart, he began making plans.

Tonight's "extra training" was impossible to avoid.

Before that, though, he could go deal with that idiot Yan first.

It could count as... an appetizer.

Afterward, Ning Chen sat cross-legged on his bed and circulated the soul power within his body, beginning to heal the internal injuries Bibi Dong had inflicted.

The Scorching Heaven Evil Emperor Armor martial soul possessed extremely strong recovery abilities. Combined with his formidable body, tempered by the Ice Fire Yin Yang Eyes, such injuries were nothing serious to him.

Soul power slowly flowed through his meridians, nourishing his damaged internal organs. The burning pain in his chest also rapidly faded.

As he healed, Ning Chen replayed the battle he had just fought against Bibi Dong in his mind.

"This woman's strength is truly unfathomable..."

Ning Chen's gaze turned grave.

He knew very well that Bibi Dong had definitely not used her full strength just now.

She might not even have used thirty percent of it.

Merely relying on pure physical strength and swordsmanship, along with that final soul power sword aura she had seemingly thrown out at will, she had rendered him, a level forty-nine Soul Ancestor, completely unable to fight back.

Was this a Titled Douluo?

Was this the strength at the ceiling of Douluo Continent's combat power?

A powerful sense of helplessness surged through Ning Chen's heart, but even more than that, he felt an unprecedented excitement and desire.

"One day... I'll surpass you by far!"

He never wanted to experience the feeling of being stepped on by a woman again in his life!

But to be fair, it had smelled pretty nice at the time... hehe.