"Xu Xiaoyan, your big sister loves you to death~"
Ling Yuan hugged him and showered him with resounding kisses. The Pope? Never heard of her, never heard of her. From this day forward, she belonged to Ye Yan.
After finally escaping the wicked woman's ample embrace, Ye Yan discussed with them how to meet Ning Fengzhi and leave a lasting impression, lest he start getting up to tricks later.
"Isn't that easy? Have Xue'er go up and give them a couple of slaps. I guarantee they'll remember it for the rest of their lives."
The Ice Empress thumped her chest confidently. As far as she was concerned, humans were just too fussy. Why not simply beat the other party black and blue?
Ye Yan rejected this brilliant plan outright, on the grounds that they might actually enjoy the beating, and that it lacked grandeur. A powerhouse ought to act like one.
Speaking of which, he suddenly remembered an anime he had watched before~
Let me borrow that◐⩊◑
Then Ye Yan explained his plan: first we do this, then that, mishi mishi, Makka Pakka...
The next day, goose-feather snowflakes drifted over the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Ning Fengzhi looked at the snowflake that landed in his palm, puzzled. Why was it snowing in the middle of a perfectly normal summer?
"Something's wrong!"
The Sword and Bone Douluo looked up at the sky simultaneously, where a jade-green streak of light was plummeting toward them.
Humm!
Soul power fluctuations as vast and unfathomable as an abyss made the surrounding space tremble, sending out ripple after ripple.
Ning Fengzhi and the others braced themselves as though facing a formidable enemy, all summoning their martial souls and activating Martial Soul Possession. Whoever was coming bore down on them menacingly and was most likely a foe, not a friend.
Ye Yan stopped roughly a hundred meters above the ground and looked down at them from on high, his expression indifferent.
"You're Chen Xin, the Number One Attack Douluo? Your bearing is impressive, but your strength... is rather lacking."
Chen Xin raised his swordlike brows slightly and pointed his sword at Ye Yan. Nine soul rings-two yellow, two purple, and five black-blazed around him, while a piercing sword intent shot straight into the clouds.
"Boy, who are you?"
"Heh. You haven't even heard of me? It seems your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect needs better spies."
Ye Yan stood with his hands behind his back and secretly summoned both his martial souls. Seven terrifying soul rings descended from above his head: red, black, black, black, red, red, red.
Wild winds howled between heaven and earth, and the clouds overhead churned into an enormous storm vortex.
Below, Chen Xin, Gu Rong, and Ning Fengzhi were bathed in scarlet light as they stared in shock at the figure standing in the heavens like a god or demon.
The disciples and outer sect elders with lower soul power levels were frightened out of their wits. Trembling like chaff in a sieve, they all fell to their knees and begged the mighty hero to spare their lives.
"Well? Am I worthy of the Sword Douluo's attention?"
Hearing Ye Yan's teasing voice, the Sword Douluo drew a deep breath. If not for the white-dressed figure beside him whose strength he could not fathom, he would certainly have taught this "Soul Saint" a lesson in proper conduct.
Ning Fengzhi pressed down on his arm and shook his head, signaling him not to act rashly, then cupped his hands toward Ye Yan and the others.
"May I ask what brings you here today? If there is anything we can help with, we certainly won't refuse."
"Hehe, nothing particularly important. I attended Heaven Dou Royal Academy for a few days once. As it happens, I'm the same age as your daughter, so I thought I would stop by while passing through."
Seeing how much the old fox could endure, Ye Yan inwardly regretted the missed opportunity. He had originally wanted to give him a taste of his blood-pumping combination move.
Ning Fengzhi's mouth twitched. So you want to see my daughter, and you start by serving your future father-in-law a show of force? If not for your talent, I would do whatever it took to break you two up.
But as a seasoned actor of many years, adjusting his expression was a basic skill. He immediately switched to a warm, approachable look.
"So you're Rongrong's classmate! Just a moment, just a moment. I'll have someone fetch her right away. It must be inconvenient for you to keep talking up there in the sky. Perhaps..."
Ye Yan understood his implication and appeared before Ning Fengzhi in a flash, startling him into instinctively retreating half a step and putting the Sword and Bone Douluo between them.
Having finished giving him a fright, Ye Yan dropped his lofty, aloof demeanor and began making introductions.
"My name is Ye Yan. This is Ling Yuan, a rank ninety-four Titled Douluo; this is the Ice Empress, a rank ninety-seven Peak Douluo; and this is the Snow Empress, overlord of the Far North, whose strength far surpasses an ordinary Limit Douluo."
The moment they heard "Limit Douluo," Chen Xin and Gu Rong became considerably more docile. They no longer dared glare at Ye Yan and turned their gazes elsewhere. Mm, these floor tiles certainly are floor tiles.
"Don't worry. The Snow Empress is quite nice. Given that you're Titled Douluo, you won't have to kneel and pay your respects for now."
Ning Fengzhi nodded in agreement and murmured his assent, but inwardly he was already cursing up a storm. You call not making Titled Douluo kneel being nice? And are you taking a jab at me? Apart from you, I'm the only one here who isn't a Titled Douluo!
When they entered the great hall, a delicately pretty, black-haired girl was already waiting inside. Traces of fear and confusion still lingered on her face; clearly, she did not understand why her father was walking alongside the bad guys.
But Ye Yan's peerless good looks soon drew her in. Maybe he isn't so bad after all. Perhaps he has his reasons.
"Dad, Grandpa Sword, Grandpa Bone, you're back! And who is this big brother?"
Seeing his lawless Little Demoness put on such an act, Ning Fengzhi thought that his precious little cabbage was about to be stolen.
Ye Yan gazed into her sapphire-blue eyes, extended his hand, and tilted his head with a smile.
"Hello, Rongrong. I'm Ye Yan. You can just call me Xu Xiaoyan. Everyone close to me calls me that."
"Mm~ Hello, Xu Xiaoyan. My name is Ning Rongrong. You can call me Rongrong too."
Her face flushed as she looked at the large hand before her. Closing her eyes, she offered her own fair, jade-like hand and clasped his tightly.
Ye Yan smoothly pulled her to his side. As Ning Rongrong breathed in that floral fragrance, her grip tightened. She realized she was reluctant to let go of his hand and part from Xu Xiaoyan.
The Sword and Bone Douluo, who doted on Rongrong the most, looked black as coal at how quickly she had fallen for him. Come on, isn't he just "slightly" better-looking? Is this really necessary?
Of course it was. It was only because the two of them were not women: not only did the same sex repel each other, but they also could not benefit from the threefold charm enhancement of that hundred-thousand-year external soul bone.
Naturally, they had no idea just how potent Ye Yan the succubus was. Apart from pure elemental beings like the Snow Empress, who could offer a little resistance, anyone else would simply turn into a wicked woman~
After stroking Ning Rongrong's hair, Ye Yan took out the soul bone and placed it in her hand.
"Rongrong~ This is the gift I prepared for you: a fifty-thousand-year Spirit Condensation Wisdom Skull. Do you like it?"
Ning Rongrong accepted it joyfully. Even as the Young Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, she did not possess a single soul bone, let alone an exceptionally precious head soul bone that was fifty thousand years old.
Seriously, man, you're this extravagant?
Seeing Ye Yan willingly part with a priceless treasure just to win a beauty's smile, the Sword and Bone Douluo secretly felt jealous. Even as Super Douluo, the two of them had yet to obtain a soul bone of such exceptional quality.
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