"Bondage Play," Han Ruoruo's Interrogation, and Wu Ming's Rolling Eyes

The afternoon sun was gentle and warm, its rays making one feel as if they were back in their mother's embrace. Even though they were awake, they lingered there, unwilling to leave.

"Hmm... what time is it?"

Wu Ming opened her eyes groggily, feeling a bit dazed.

These past few days, she'd gotten used to taking Jiang Yu everywhere, so the sudden free time yesterday made her very uncomfortable. After taking a nap, she got up to cultivate, but she couldn't help feeling restless. Wu Ming was afraid that if she continued cultivating like that, she would suffer a qi deviation, so she simply sat there in a daze until this morning when she finally felt sleepy again.

After lying sprawled out in a daze for a while, Wu Ming finally came to her senses. Just as she was about to stretch, she was suddenly horrified to discover that her limbs had been tightly bound at some point.

"Who, who, who dares to ambush me?"

"You've got some nerve, don't you know I'm in a bad mood right now..."

Although she had just fallen asleep when she was subjected to "bondage play," Wu Ming wasn't too panicked.

Putting aside the fact that her Inner Court is known as an active volcano, this is Sea God Island, and outsiders can't get in at all.

So even if she was ambushed, Wu Ming wasn't too panicked, because the person who dared to ambush her was most likely someone she knew.

As Wu Ming finished speaking, a soft laugh suddenly came from the direction of the window.

"You're laughing at me..."

Wu Ming looked in the direction of the laughter, but her words stopped abruptly when she saw the figure backlit by the sun.

"Ruoruo, Ruoruo, it's you! What are you doing at my house?"

Wu Ming shuddered. Her fleshy thighs and the section of her waist peeking out from between her pajamas were dazzlingly white in the sunlight. The sunlight slid down her waistline, outlining a full and rounded curve, and every inch of her skin exuded a vibrant plumpness.

The young woman whom Wu Ming called Sister Ruoruo looked to be around the same age as her, at most twenty-four or twenty-five. Her beautiful face, though a little thin, made her appear even more elegant and refined. Her eyebrows and eyes were like paintings, and her lips were like cherries. Her beauty was even greater than Wu Ming's.

Seeing Wu Ming's reaction, Han Ruoruo smiled faintly.

She beckoned with her finger, and the four golden lights binding Wu Ming's limbs contracted again. Even Wu Ming, who was already a high-level Soul Emperor, was powerless to struggle under the restraint of these four golden lights and could only watch as Han Ruoruo approached her step by step.

Facing her best friend, Han Ruoruo didn't hold back at all. With a long stride, she straddled Wu Ming.

Then, she placed both hands on Wu Ming's waist and said with ill intent:

"Ming'er, I want to interrogate you!"

"Interrogate me? Why are you interrogating me?"

Wu Ming tried to twist her body, but unfortunately, she and Han Ruoruo were too familiar with each other as best friends. Han Ruoruo only slightly stroked her waist, and Wu Ming's whole body immediately went limp. Even her eyes, which seemed to be flashing with golden-red flames, rippled with watery light.

"Ruo... Sister Ruoruo, please don't..."

Hearing Wu Ming's soft, pleading voice, Han Ruoruo chuckled, then said with a wicked grin:

"Who would have thought that our renowned Golden Crow Saintess, who is famous Inner Court, is actually someone whose legs go weak at the slightest touch to the waist..."

"Sister Ruoruo!"

Wu Ming was filled with shame and indignation, but the Seven-Ring Shaking Gold Rope's control was far too strong for her to break free of without releasing her Martial Soul. Furthermore, she knew Han Ruoruo's personality and knew that a direct confrontation wouldn't work, so she could only feign pitifulness and say:

"Sister Ruoruo, what exactly are you going to interrogate me about? I've been busy mentoring New Student lately, I haven't had time to cause trouble..."

"That's the problem."

Han Ruoruo stopped what she was doing, then bent down and said seriously:

"I just came out of seclusion today, Yao'er told me that she's seen you and that New Student brother inseparable for three days in a row. You even sat together when you went to eat in the cafeteria, and you even served him food and handed him tissues. You were so gentle that she almost suspected you'd been possessed by Evil Soul Master."

"Tell me the truth! Who is that junior? What's his name? What's his Martial Soul? What's his background and cultivation level? How old is he? A junior who can make your lifeless body blossom must have something special about him."

Upon hearing this, Wu Ming's face flushed instantly. She turned her head away shyly and whispered:

"Oh, Sister Ruoruo, don't misunderstand. My junior and I really just have a simple senior-junior relationship."

"That's true now, but it might not be in the future."

Han Ruoruo gave a soft snort, "Tell me the truth quickly, or I'll have to torture you again."

"I'll talk, I'll talk, please stop tickling me, I'm really ticklish," Wu Ming pleaded repeatedly, then whispered:

"My junior's name is Jiang Yu. I haven't actually asked him what his Martial Soul is, and I don't know much about his background either, but he's at the fifth ring cultivation level, and judging from his knowledge and perspective, he clearly comes from a prestigious family. As for his age..."

At this point, Wu Ming became even more embarrassed.

After hesitating for a long time, she finally spoke in a voice barely audible:

"He... he's eleven years old."

"Eleven years old," Han Ruoruo replied, then her eyes widened suddenly.

"What did you say, eleven years old!?"

Wu Ming closed her eyes in embarrassment.

"Ming'er, you're really hungry! How old are you this year? You're already twenty-six, right? Putting aside the fact that an eleven-year-old hasn't even grown all his hair yet, there's a full fifteen-year age gap between you and him."

"Fifteen years old, which means he was just born when you were in your fourth year of the Outer Court, you..."

Han Ruoruo was shocked, but she was shocked not only by the huge age gap between Wu Ming and Jiang Yu, but also by Jiang Yu's strength.

An eleven-year-old from the Fifth Ring Road—where did this monster come from?

Even Lexuan, at his age, is only Soul Grandmaster, right?

Wait a minute, why does the name Jiang Yu sound so familiar...?

Han Ruoruo stared into thought. Being intelligent, she quickly remembered why the name Jiang Yu sounded familiar. Then, she suddenly pinched Wu Ming's waist.

Wu Ming's pupils contracted sharply, and before she could even utter a cry of surprise, Han Ruoruo covered her mouth.

"Mmm..."

Under multiple stimuli, Wu Ming rolled her eyes.

Han Ruoruo belatedly realized what was happening and quickly released her grip on Wu Ming, then helped Wu Ming up and patted her back to catch her breath.

After a long while, Wu Ming finally returned to normal.

Only then did Han Ruoruo cough lightly and say:

"Ming'er, to be honest, your junior is no ordinary person."

Wu Ming glared resentfully at Han Ruoruo, then said:

"I know that Ruoruo you reminding me, Sister Ruoruo. I'm not stupid."

Han Ruoruo glanced apologetically at Wu Ming, then said seriously:

"You've misunderstood me. Ming'er, let me tell you, your junior brother isn't from an ordinary aristocratic family. He's the adopted son of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Sect Master. If nothing unexpected happens, he'll at least become the second-in-command of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect in the future."

"Most importantly, I heard Lexuan mention that the next Sect Master of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect seems to be interested in him, and the higher-ups of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect also support this..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Ming was clearly taken aback.

Just then, there was a knock on the door downstairs, followed by Jiang Yu's voice:

Is the senior student home?

"If you're free tonight, senior, how about I treat you to dinner?"