With Ouyang Qianqian's martial soul problem resolved, Su Ling's theory had proven correct: aromatic silk beauty truly offered tremendous benefits to tool martial souls.
As for beast martial souls, Su Ling had yet to test it on one. He could only wait for another opportunity.
It was already two or three in the morning when he returned to Dongfang Yueying's courtyard residence. She seemed to be the only person there, apparently having sent even Luo Qin away.
"Su Ling, where did you go? I've been waiting for you for so long."
The moment Su Ling appeared, Dongfang Yueying looked at him with a plaintive gaze.
Su Ling said, "I spent the whole day at Ouyang Qianqian's place."
"At Qianqian's place? Have you developed a new offensive soul tool?" Dongfang Yueying asked curiously.
Su Ling shook his head. "Not yet!"
Suddenly, Dongfang Yueying frowned. "Su Ling, how old is Qianqian? You... how could you do that to her...?"
"What are you thinking? I helped Qianqian resolve her martial soul problem. It took a little longer, so I came back late." Su Ling deliberately rolled his eyes at her.
"So that's what happened. Looks like I misunderstood you." Dongfang Yueying smiled. In truth, she had only been teasing him.
"Since you misunderstood me, I'll have to give you a proper punishment." Su Ling smiled.
"Actually, your church leader has long been ready!" Suddenly, Dongfang Yueying pulled aside the covering draped over her. Wasn't she wearing the exclusive robes of the Sun Moon Church's leader?
Dongfang Yueying abruptly stood, radiating a distinctive air of authority. "Su Ling, why aren't you kneeling before your church leader?"
Su Ling had only mentioned it in passing before. He hadn't expected Dongfang Yueying to actually play along like this.
"May the church leader enjoy peace and good