Ning Xuan's carriage
Unfortunately, it had also been destroyed in the aftermath of the battle.
In the end, it was only with Chen Xin's help that he made it back to Heaven Dou City.
Outside Ning Xuan's Rest Room at the Marketplace.
Chen Xin supported him and asked,
"Xiao Xuan, where's your room card?"
Ning Xuan froze.
Only then did he remember that when he left, he had handed the room card to Tang Yuehua.
"Grandpa Sword, why don't I go to your place?"
Ning Xuan said, hesitating slightly.
Tang Yuehua had said she would leave after resting, so she should still be in the reception hall. He could go get the room card now, but that would only mean troubling her again.
"It's fine. Cao Manager is here."
Chen Xin saw the Marketplace's manager hurrying toward them.
"Young Sect Master, Your Eminence Chen Xin."
Once Cao Manager came closer, he hurriedly whispered,
"Since midnight, people from the Martial Soul Temple have been lingering outside our Marketplace. I don't know what they're up to."
"People from the Spirit Hall?"
Sword Douluo Chen Xin raised an eyebrow.
He suddenly remembered that when he had brought Ning Xuan in just now, he really had seen people lingering outside the Marketplace.
"What are they doing outside?"
Ning Xuan also frowned and asked.
"I'm not sure. They've been watching us for a long time."
For the moment, Ning Xuan couldn't think of why the Spirit Hall would do this.
So he said to Cao Manager,
"Let's leave them for now. Open my Rest Room so I can go in and rest for a while."
"All right."
Cao Manager asked no more questions. Whatever the Young Sect Master told him to do, he did. He took out the master card and opened Ning Xuan's Rest Room.
But the next moment-
When Ning Xuan saw Tang Yuehua lying on the bed inside the Rest Room, his expression changed at once.
He quickly turned around.
Hurrying to block Chen Xin, who had come in with him, he said,
"Grandpa Sword, you should head back first. I'm going to rest."
As he spoke, he quickly pushed Chen Xin toward the door.
But who was Chen Xin? As a Super Douluo, his spiritual perception and eyesight were both extraordinarily sharp.
Almost the instant he entered the Rest Room,
he noticed that someone was lying on its bed.
Although Tang Yuehua was lying face-down,
Chen Xin could tell from her back alone that she was a woman.
And an absolutely beautiful woman at that.
Chen Xin kept his expression neutral, but his eyes brimmed with amused smiles.
It seemed that the matter with Liu Erlong
hadn't affected Xiao Xuan too much. That put them elders at ease. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had an heir!
After closing the Rest Room door, Ning Xuan stood with his back against it. Looking at Tang Yuehua, who had claimed the whole bed, he felt utterly helpless.
"Lady Yue."
He couldn't help calling out, but Tang Yuehua didn't react at all.
Ning Xuan was simply too exhausted. On top of that, the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul had injured him, so in the end, he could only squeeze onto the bed with her.
If he'd known there would be such a fierce battle in the second half of the night,
then in the first half,
he wouldn't have spent so long fooling around with Tang Yuehua...
But not long after Ning Xuan had lain down, Tang Yuehua rolled over slightly. Her snow-white, soft thighs and arms all pressed against him.
The snow-white thighs pressing against him weren't much of a problem.
It was just that one of her arms, by a stroke of bad luck, landed right on his chest, where the Clear Sky Hammer had injured him.
Ning Xuan immediately let out a muffled groan.
Tang Yuehua's delicate body stiffened at once, as if struck by lightning.
Realizing the woman had woken up,
Ning Xuan immediately said,
"Take your hand off me already. You might crush me to death."
Tang Yuehua froze, then quickly rolled over again. Seeing the blood on Ning Xuan's clothes, she was startled and wanted to check his injuries.
"Ning Xuan, what happened to you? Are you hurt anywhere?"
"It's nothing. I guess this is karma."
Ning Xuan glanced at Tang Yuehua and said helplessly.
Thinking about it, it really might count as karma.
He'd had his way with Tang Yuehua in the first half of the night, then Tang Hao had had his way with him in the second half...
If that wasn't karma,
what was?
Tang Yuehua rolled her eyes at him.
"You've spat out so much blood, and you're still making jokes?"
As she spoke, she had already undone Ning Xuan's belt. Looking at the large patch of bruising across his chest, Tang Yuehua said softly,
"Wait here a moment. I'll get some water to clean you up."
As she spoke, she started to get out of bed.
"No need. I'll recover soon."
Ning Xuan suddenly grabbed her wrist and gave it a gentle tug, pulling her back down. Naturally, he wrapped an arm around Tang Yuehua's waist.
"You can't right now. You're so badly injured."
Tang Yuehua struggled as she spoke.
Ning Xuan froze, caught between laughter and tears, and slapped her on the bottom.
"Don't move. I just want to rest like this for a while."
At the same time, he silently said to the system,
"Exchange for body repair."
[One-time body repair exchange successful. Remaining Emotional Value: 45200]
[Body repair in progress...]
[Please enter sleep mode as soon as possible...]
Holding Tang Yuehua around the waist, with the faint, delicate scent of a woman drifting into his nose, Ning Xuan slowly closed his eyes and truly sank into a deep sleep.
As for Tang Yuehua...
Throughout the entire process, her body remained stiff, without moving at all.
Especially after she confirmed that Ning Xuan had really fallen asleep...
Tang Yuehua was even more afraid to make any movement-not even to turn over-fearing she might accidentally wake him.
Martial Soul Temple.
Salas sat on his throne, clad in a luxurious red robe and wearing a white-gold five-pointed crown. He cut a cold, impassive figure, solemn and imposing.
"Has the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect made no move?"
His gaze fell coldly on a subordinate in the hall as he asked.
"No."
The subordinate shook his head with a frown.
"Reporting to the temple master, we've had people watching every major Marketplace belonging to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. From this morning until now, no one has left."
"Could that note have been a prank?"
"Impossible."
Salas shook his head gravely.
"No Soul Master would be so bored, especially one bold enough to drag the Temple and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect into a joke. Something must have gone wrong somewhere."
Whether it was the Martial Soul Temple or the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect,
both were towering powers in the entire Soul Master World.
Who would dare make fun of them unless they were truly tired of living?
Suddenly.
Footsteps sounded outside the temple again.
"Reporting to the bishop, we found the cause of the tremors in the city last night."
A temple deacon knelt on one knee and reported.
"Speak."
Salas's eyes flickered.
Heaven Dou City had been shaken violently last night. The terrifying power had alarmed many people, and Salas was no exception.
"There must have been a battle outside the city between powerful experts at the Titled Douluo level or above. We found extensive traces of a battlefield, as well as two corpses."
"After identifying them, we believe one of the two corpses belonged to someone from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. The other had no head, but we found this on him."
As he spoke, a black, diamond-shaped token was presented to Salas.
Salas's gaze swept over the diamond-shaped token.
His eyes immediately narrowed, gleaming with the cold light of a falcon.
The diamond-shaped token was made up of three images.
A hammer, a sword, and a monster.
The Spirit Hall Honorary Elder Third-Class Token.