At Zhou Yi's home.
The sight before him was enough to set any man's blood racing.
The normally stern and saintly Zhou Yi was wearing a catgirl uniform. It seemed a little tight, accentuating her beautiful figure all the more: her full, snowy-white breasts, her firm, lifted bottom, her slender waist, and that shy expression tinged with allure were all perfect. Most captivating of all was the long cat tail extending from the back of her catgirl uniform.
As for how that long, furry tail was attached to Zhou Yi, Qian Ran had no idea.
Was it wrapped around her waist, or directly...
Zhou Yi knelt before Qian Ran, wrapping her arms around his waist and acting coy. Qian Ran held out his palm and smeared some ketchup on it, which Zhou Yi licked greedily.
Who could have imagined this was the valiant, spirited Zhou Yi from the academy?
Fan Yu stood meekly before Qian Ran, a hint of anticipation mingled with his fear.
Seeing his wife Zhou Yi reduced to this state brought a faint pang to his heart, but that pain soon vanished like smoke and clouds. He now had loftier pursuits, and before those pursuits, love amounted to nothing.
"Fan Yu, do you want to learn more advanced knowledge about Soul Tools?"
A sharp light flashed in Fan Yu's eyes. He stared fixedly at Qian Ran, his heart pounding wildly.
"Holy Son, are you going to recommend me to the Martial Soul Sect?" Fan Yu swallowed. Becoming a powerful Level 9 Soul Engineer had always been his dream. To become one, he had even chosen to accept Qian Ran possessing Zhou Yi.
"I can let you join the Martial Soul Sect right now. I can even give you some books on Level 9 Soul Engineer theory right