Three kisses

As evening fell, Oscar was the first to open his eyes from the Meditation Cushion.

He looked down at his hands, then looked up again, opened his mouth as if about to yell, when Flender strode in from the doorway and covered his mouth.

Flender's glasses were askew, pressing against the bridge of his nose, and his voice was forced out through clenched teeth.

"Oscar, shut up! Everyone else is still training. What are you yelling about?"

Oscar's mouth was covered tightly, and he blinked his eyes.

He raised his hand and gestured to Flender, indicating that he had stopped howling.

Flender released his grip, took a step back, and looked at him with his arms crossed.

Oscar took a couple of breaths, unable to suppress his smile, and said in a low voice, "Dean, I just couldn't resist! My Soul Power Level has increased by five levels. I'm level thirty-eight now. I'm almost catching up with Boss Dai."

Upon hearing this, Flender raised an eyebrow and his lips twitched.

As the dean, he quickly masked the surprise on his face.

He grabbed Oscar by the back of his collar, lifted him off the Meditation Cushion, and threw him toward the door. "Go outside and howl. Don't do it here."

Oscar was thrown out the door, tripped on the threshold, staggered a couple of steps before regaining his balance, then stood in the yard, raised both hands to the sky, and let out a low howl.

Ning Rongrong opened her eyes on the Meditation Cushion by the window.

"Look how happy Oscar is."

She paused, cradled the tower in her palm, raised her head, and scanned the room before her gaze settling on Ye Lin's face.

"I'm already level 37. That's a full six levels of Soul Power. And I feel like my Martial Soul has changed."

She looked down at her hands and summoned the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda from her palm.

Ye Lin stood by the door, his gaze fixed on the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in Ning Rongrong's palm.

"Indeed. Your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda has nine stories."

Ning Rongrong was stunned.

She held the tower up to her eyes and counted each floor again.

Nine floors.

She was stunned.

Her eyes shifted from the tower to Ye Lin's face, and her gaze was different from before.

Without hesitation, she stood up from the Meditation Cushion, took three steps in two, walked up to Ye Lin, opened her arms, rushed over and hugged him, and kissed him on the left cheek.

Ye Lin was pulled to the side by her hug, and by the time he realized what was happening, there was already a warm mark on his left cheek.

He was taken aback for a moment. "Rongrong, what are you doing?"

Ning Rongrong released him, took a half step back, looked up at his face, and said urgently, "Brother Lin, your help to me is not just about increasing my Soul Power."

"My Martial Soul Evolution. That's the most important thing. Thank you. Really."

Ye Lin raised his hand to touch his left cheek, then lowered it and gently patted Ning Rongrong's head twice. "Rongrong, why say so much? It's unnecessary."

Ning Rongrong shook her head, her tone even more certain than before. "Not superfluous. Absolutely not superfluous."

"After my Martial Soul Evolution, it is no longer restricted by the sect."

She lunged at him again, hugging Ye Lin tightly, resting her chin on his shoulder.

No matter what, I'm going to pursue you.

After she finished speaking, she lifted her head from Ye Lin's shoulder and glanced around the room.

Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing opened their eyes from the Meditation Cushion at the same time.

Xiao Wu sat in the corner, her two rabbit ears slightly perked up.

Zhu Zhuqing sat next to her, arms crossed, her expression indifferent.

Zhu Zhuqing stood up from the Meditation Cushion, her steps quickening slightly compared to usual.

She walked up to Ye Lin, stretched out her arms, and hugged him. Ye Lin was thrown back slightly by the force of her embrace.

A heavy sensation came from my chest.

When those enormous balls came crashing down, his mind went blank for a moment, and his vision went black.

Zhu Zhuqing rested her chin on his shoulder.

"Brother Lin, thank you. You've increased my Soul Power by nine levels in one go."

She looked up and kissed his right cheek, a little harder than Ning Rongrong's kiss, leaving a deeper mark than the one on his left cheek.

Ye Lin raised his hand and touched his right cheek, then his left cheek; both cheeks felt warm.

He looked down at Zhu Zhuqing's upturned face, and his lips twitched slightly. "Zhu Zhuqing, what are you doing?"

Zhu Zhuqing released him, took a half step back, and looked up into his eyes.

Her voice was a beat faster than usual.

"Brother Lin, I've also undergone a complete transformation. This time, I've truly come to know myself."

She paused for a moment, turned her head, and glanced in Dai Mubai's direction.

Dai Mubai was sitting cross-legged on Meditation Cushion in the corner, his eyes closed, his Soul Power still flowing around him, the medicinal effects of the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum not yet fully refined.

Zhu Zhuqing withdrew her gaze and returned it to Ye Lin's face.

"Rongrong is not bound by the sect's restrictions. I also want to break free from the family's restrictions."

She paused for a moment, then emphasized the last sentence.

"There are some things that really need to be resolved."

She then looked at Ye Lin.

"I agree with what I said. No matter what, I'm going to pursue you."

As soon as she finished speaking, Xiao Wu's figure flashed and appeared in front of Ye Lin.

Xiao Wu Teleportation over instantly.

Ye Lin only felt a gust of wind pass in front of him, and the next moment Xiao Wu had thrown herself into his arms, wrapped her arms around his waist, and buried her face in his chest.

Ye Lin instinctively raised both hands, forming a loop that hooked around her back.

The familiar touch, the familiar temperature, the familiar scent—before he could even hesitate, his arms tightened around her.

Xiao Wu lifted her head from his embrace, stood on tiptoe, and pressed her lips to his.

Ye Lin paused for a moment, then closed his eyes.

After the kiss, Xiao Wu released his lips and looked up into his eyes.

Her rabbit ears stood up slightly, and the blush on her face burned from the base of her ears to her neck, but the emotion in her eyes hadn't faded at all.

She spoke, her voice not loud, but every word was pronounced clearly.

"If you dare abandon me, I'll die."

Ye Lin's Adam's apple bobbed.

He lowered his head and kissed her lips again, this time with less force.

He spoke up, "No, absolutely not."

I swear.

Xiao Wu stared at him for a couple of moments, then the corners of her mouth curved slightly.

It made that still flushed face appear even brighter.

That's more like it.

She turned around, took Zhu Zhuqing's hand with her left hand, and Ning Rongrong's hand with her right hand.

She tilted her head slightly towards the two of them. "Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, let's go outside. Let's not disturb their cultivation here."

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing exchanged a glance, and the three of them walked side by side toward the door of the Small House, with Xiao Wu in the middle and Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing on the left and right respectively.

When they reached the door,

The three of them turned around and glanced at Ye Lin at the same time, then they pushed open the door and went out.