The Young Lady Doesn't Care, I Want It Too!

Two hours passed before they knew it.

Xiao Wu finished her cultivation and opened her eyes, her face full of delighted smiles. She suddenly turned and grabbed Ning Ze's arm.

"Wow! Brother Ning Ze! This is incredible! The Soul Power I gained in just these two hours is more than I'd get from five or six days of shut-in cultivation on my own!"

Ning Ze smiled and rubbed her head. "Love God Resonance isn't something to be taken lightly."

In truth, even without cultivating back-to-back with Xiao Wu, as long as the three girls' affection for him kept rising, the God of Love's passive effect would still feed Soul Power back to him.

Over the past few days, he had done nothing, yet his Soul Power had still climbed to level thirty. That was what he had relied on.

Xiao Wu still wanted more, but it was truly too late tonight, so she finally knew it was time to go back and sleep.

"Brother Ning Ze, I'll head back to my room first, then. We'll continue tomorrow!"

"Alright. Good night."

Watching Xiao Wu skip out of the room, Ning Ze stretched after the door closed, about to take off his coat and lie down.

Knock, knock, knock.

The knock was extremely soft, with a pause in the middle, as though the person outside had hesitated for a long time before finally raising her hand.

Ning Ze froze. Who could it be this late?

He stepped forward and pulled open the door. A tall figure stood outside, dressed in black that outlined her exquisite curves.

She kept her head lowered, both hands clutching the hem of her clothes tightly. Her usually icy face, which kept people at a distance, was now flushed crimson, even her neck tinged pink.

It was Zhu Zhuqing.

"Zhuqing? It's so late... is something wrong?"

Zhu Zhuqing's eyelashes trembled fiercely. After a long while, she finally gathered the courage to lift her head, her voice so soft it was nearly inaudible.

"Ning Ze... um... c-can I... can I also... meditate with you?"

When Xiao Wu had passed through the corridor on her way back to her room, Zhu Zhuqing had specifically stopped her to ask about the results.

Upon hearing that two hours could match several days of hard cultivation, Zhu Zhuqing, whose heart was set on becoming stronger and taking revenge, could no longer sit still.

No matter how embarrassed she was, she would not miss such a heaven-defying chance to change her fate.

Ning Ze looked at the frosty cat girl at his door, her face red, and smiled as he stepped aside. "Of course. Come in."

"Sorry to disturb you."

Zhu Zhuqing slipped through the door like a startled cat. With a click, the door shut behind her.

The moment the door closed, the neighboring door silently opened a crack.

Ning Rongrong, dressed in a pink velvet nightgown, poked half her head out. Her eyes practically spat fire as she stared at Ning Ze's tightly closed door, stomping and gritting her teeth on the spot.

"I knew it! I knew those two sneaky little thieves wouldn't be able to resist!"

"I'm furious! Ning Ze, you big bastard! Just wait and see how this young lady deals with you tomorrow!"

She bit her lip and indignantly retreated into her room. Closing the door, she threw herself onto the bed, hugged her pillow tightly, and muttered viciously.

"Hmph... it doesn't matter how many come! Ning Ze... in the end, you can only belong to me, Ning Rongrong!"

At dawn, a chill seeped through the gaps in the screen window.

The pink gauze curtain was lifted by the wind, and morning light spread a thin layer across the carpet.

Zhu Zhuqing slowly opened her eyes and let out a long breath.

After meditating back-to-back all night, she did not feel the slightest fatigue. Instead, every part of her body felt as though it had soaked in a hot spring, so relaxed that she was momentarily dazed.

What made her heart skip a beat even more was that the bottleneck which had held her back for so long had loosened.

Level twenty-eight.

In just one night, she had directly risen a level.

At her original pace, even if she cultivated tirelessly day and night, this level would have taken more than ten days.

"I broke through... I really broke through."

Unable to suppress the wild joy in her chest, Zhu Zhuqing turned and threw her arms around Ning Ze's back, her cool voice trembling.

"Ning Ze... thank you! Thank you so much!"

Having just completed a full night of Soul Power circulation, her entire body was burning hot, and her voluptuous curves pressed tightly against him.

Through the thin layer of cloth, Ning Ze's Adam's apple bobbed. He gave a dry cough.

"Cough, cough... Zhuqing, it was nothing. No need to be so polite."

Hearing the tension in his voice, Zhu Zhuqing suddenly came back to her senses.

She lowered her head and looked—sweat had already soaked through her black leather outfit. The wet fabric clung semi-transparently to her body, and the pale skin and cleavage at her chest were enough to make one dizzy.

And just then, Ning Ze in front of her instinctively started to turn his head.

"W-wait! Don't turn around yet! Don't look!"

Her cool persona utterly collapsed.

Zhu Zhuqing's cheeks instantly flushed all the way to her ears. She sprang up like a startled cat, frantically covering her chest.

"Um... you worked hard last night! I-I'll go back to my room to change and wash up first!"

Before she could finish, the usually composed Nether Civet girl rushed out of the room in a flurry of disordered steps without looking back.

Watching her flee in panic, Ning Ze could not help but laugh. He stood and stretched his sore shoulders and neck.

"She usually acts like some untouchable flower on a lofty peak, but when she's truly embarrassed, she's rather adorable."

He looked down at the lingering pink-gold divine radiance in his palm and secretly found it amusing.

Zhu Zhuqing's Martial Soul was far bolder than she was.

Last night, that Nether Civet Martial Soul had been proud and wary at first, but by the latter half of the night, it had tightly wrapped itself around his God of Love Martial Soul, playing and demanding more. It was completely different from Zhu Zhuqing herself.

Before Ning Ze could even pour himself a cup of tea to soothe his throat—

"Bang!"

The door was violently shoved open.

Ning Ze thought Zhu Zhuqing had returned. When he turned around, he found himself facing a pouting little face.

Ning Rongrong stood in the doorway with her hands on her hips. Her pink-and-blue nightgown fluttered in the breeze, and her large eyes were full of resentment and frustration.

"Bang!"

Ning Rongrong slammed the door shut behind her and locked it. Striding over with proud little steps, she grabbed Ning Ze by the collar and said coquettishly.

"Ning Ze! You're way too biased!"

"Xiao Wu meditated with you during the first half of the night, and then that sneaky cat Zhu Zhuqing hogged you for the entire night! Both of them got to do that with you, so this young lady doesn't care—I want it too!"

"If you don't cultivate together with this young lady today, don't even think about stepping out of this door!"

Faced with Miss Ning's overwhelmingly jealous and domineering demand, Ning Ze did not know whether to laugh or cry. He could only indulgently wrap an arm around her slender waist.

"Alright, alright, my young lady. As you wish. I'll do whatever you say, alright..."

At noon, the sun shone brightly.

After satisfying Ning Rongrong's "making up for omissions" style of dual cultivation, Ning Ze bought a spacious carriage in Suotuo City. Bringing Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and Xiao Wu with him, he set out for the Star Dou Great Forest.

Persian carpets covered the carriage, and a faint agarwood fragrance lingered in the air.

Yet the atmosphere was subtly strange.

Zhu Zhuqing, now changed into a dry leather outfit, sat upright on the left side. Her beautiful eyes were lowered as she recalled the morning's intimacy, a faint blush still coloring the tips of her ears.

The carefree Xiao Wu hugged a cushion and swung her pair of fair little legs, sighing aloud.

"Brother Ning Ze's Love God Meditation Method is seriously amazing!"

"I'm full of energy now. If I could meditate pressed against Brother Ning Ze every day like I did yesterday, I'm afraid I'd reach level thirty in one go within just a few days!"