The Clear Sky Twin Stars Would Never Fall in Love with a Mature, Beautiful Bunny Woman

Ever since Gu Yue had whisked Ah Yin away, the worldline had begun to converge.

According to the original plot, the two rats of the Clear Sky Sect were destined to meet a transformed Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast on the continent, embark on a spectacular love triangle, and ultimately contribute a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring, a Soul Bone, and a Little Scumbag to the Clear Sky Sect.

Now that Ah Yin, the main pillar of the storyline, had been carried off pot and all, the convergence of the worldline had made another Hundred-Thousand-Year Soft Bone Rabbit traveling through the human world-Ah Rou-the female lead.

Ah Rou had transformed some thirty years ago and had long since passed through her maturation period.

She was now in the graceful prime of mature womanhood. Her long brown hair was arranged in a gentle scorpion braid that rested against her chest, her figure was full and voluptuous, and every glance brimmed with the countless charms of a mature woman.

In the Star Dou Great Forest, Ah Rou had always considered herself the pinnacle of romance.

Her greatest everyday hobby was filling Xiao Wu, who had yet to transform, with all sorts of sweet love stories from the human world, leaving the little rabbit-who knew only to follow her instincts and carry out the great mission of restoring the rabbit clan-utterly bewildered.

Ah Rou had also entered her mature stage. As long as she did not deliberately reveal herself, not even a Titled Douluo could see through her identity.

In her early years, she had enjoyed a wealth of romantic experiences and evenings spent parked in the maple woods, all to experience human love and desire. Now that she was getting older, she only wanted to find a dependable man to marry.

She wanted to secure a stable future for herself and for Xiao Wu when she transformed.

Beside a small tea stall.

A few days earlier, the goddess who had captured their hearts had been snatched away by a mysterious silver-haired man. Their younger sister, Tang Yuehua, had also fallen head over heels for him and raced back to the sect overnight to investigate him. Ever since, the brothers Tang Xiao and Tang Hao had been mired in the gloom of heartbreak.

"I'm only thirty-five, so how did I become an old man?"

Tang Hao seized a large coarse porcelain bowl and gulped down some strong liquor, his face the very picture of a man questioning his life.

Tang Xiao patted him on the shoulder and sighed. "Second brother, look on the bright side. Where under heaven is there no fragrant grass? Who knows, an even better match might be waiting up ahead for us brothers."

Fate answered their call, and a familiar scene played out once more.

"Heh heh heh, little lady, wandering around all alone? Aren't you afraid you'll run into bad men? Be a good girl and have a few drinks with us. We'll make sure you have a good time, heh heh heh..."

Several thugs who looked like background extras surrounded Ah Rou, who wore a long pink dress.

Surrounded in their midst, Ah Rou blinked her big, watery eyes, a trace of amusement flashing deep within them.

With her current strength as a Soul Saint, a single rabbit kick could send these scoundrels flying into the stratosphere.

But as a master of romance who understood men's minds inside and out, Ah Rou glanced toward the tea stall out of the corner of her eye. Instead of striking, she played along, pressing a hand to her chest, her delicate body trembling as she cried out in alarm:

"Oh, help me~ In broad daylight, isn't there anyone who can deal with these villains~?"

That soft, sweet, and seductive cry for help struck the two rats at the tea stall like a jolt of electricity.

The brothers both shivered and turned to look in unison.

The beautiful woman crying for help was not only gorgeous, but her figure was also like a fully ripened peach, curved in all the right places. Every gesture radiated a mature charm that could steal a man's soul.

If Ah Yin was an innocent little white flower untouched by worldly affairs, then Ah Rou before them was a fully ripened beauty of the highest order.

Tang Hao's and Tang Xiao's eyes gleamed green almost at the same instant.

They had fallen in love yet again.

"Big brother, look!"

Tang Hao's breathing quickened. "Mature and seductive-that's a woman who really knows how to care for a man."

Tang Xiao was equally invigorated. He said solemnly, "Quite right, second brother. This woman is graceful and noble, with every bearing of a mother to the world. She's practically tailor-made to be my wife."

"Big brother, forget all that nonsense for now. We need to hurry this time. We can't let this chance to save her slip away."

"Go!"

Without Gu Yue interfering, the two men, who had spent days nursing their grievances, finally got their moment to shine.

"Don't hurt my wife! The Clear Sky Twin Stars are here!"

Two furious bellows rang out.

Tang Hao and Tang Xiao leaped forward, the pitch-black hammers in their hands expanding rapidly.

The two great iron hammers came whistling down, and the unlucky robbers, who weren't even Soul Masters, were instantly vaporized beneath them.

Afterward, Tang Hao deliberately puffed out his pectorals, hoisted the Clear Sky Hammer onto his shoulder with one hand, and struck what he considered his most arrogant pose:

"I am Tang Hao of the Clear Sky Sect. My lady, you must have had a fright. With me, Tang Hao, here, no petty villain will lay a finger on you."

Not to be outdone, Tang Xiao withdrew his eight Soul Rings, clasped his hands behind his back, and strode forward with steady steps, smiling gently.

"I am Tang Xiao of the Clear Sky Sect. It's truly dangerous for a lady to travel alone. If you don't mind, you may accompany us brothers."

The brothers exchanged a glance, and familiar sparks of male rivalry burst into the air once more.

Ah Rou, standing opposite them, was turning over entirely different thoughts.

The Clear Sky Sect, the number one sect under heaven.

Tang Xiao and Tang Hao, the twin stars of the sect, were names that resounded like thunder in this era.

These were prime fat sheep!

As a master of romance, she saw through the two men's intentions at a glance, especially since the first thing out of their mouths when they leaped in had been "my wife."

Ah Rou felt that wrapping these two brutes around her finger couldn't be easier.

Her heart bloomed with delight, but on the surface she put on a fragile display of someone who had just survived a calamity. The corners of her eyes reddened as she said coyly:

"My name is Ah Rou. Thank you both for saving my life. You gave me such a fright just now. If you brave gentlemen hadn't stepped in to help, I truly wouldn't know what to do~"

Her cloyingly sweet voice, with its hint of coquettishness, nearly melted the bones of the two rats.

And so, naturally, the three set off together, embarking on a marvelous adventure for three.

During the journey that followed, Ah Rou displayed the supreme art of keeping men on the hook.

She neither refused them outright nor fully accepted them. While passing Tang Hao a handkerchief, she would also pour Tang Xiao a cup of hot tea with an affectionate gaze.

When Tang Hao demonstrated his strength, she would offer admiring gasps. When Tang Xiao held forth on the sect's grand affairs, she would show knowing appreciation.

The brothers were teased into a daze, and in just a few months, their rivalry had reached a fever pitch.

To show off his youthful masculinity, Tang Hao forged iron bare-chested in front of Ah Rou, even tearing Soul Beasts apart with his bare hands and showing off his pectorals at every opportunity.

Tang Xiao, meanwhile, took the mature, domineering-boss approach. In every town they reached, he booked the most luxurious restaurant, showered Ah Rou with precious silks and jewelry as if they cost nothing, and spent every day drawing her into visions of the grandeur of the number one sect under heaven.

But Ah Rou was no innocent little white flower like Ah Yin, unversed in the ways of the world.

As an old rabbit who had lived for a hundred thousand years, she had descendants all over the Star Dou Great Forest, and she had long since mastered everything there was to know about human romance.

If Gu Yuena from The Legend of the Dragon King could have taken a lesson from her, Tang Wulin would probably have dug out the Golden Dragon King's Divine Core himself and offered it up with both hands.

And so, Ah Rou's calculations were sharper than anyone's.

Tang Hao was young and strong, with limitless potential, but he had a terrible, stubborn temper, and he was the second son.

Tang Xiao, on the other hand, was steady and generous, with a wealth of experience, and he was the first choice to become sect master.

Stick with the second son, and at best she would become an elder's wife.

Stick with the eldest, and she was sure to become the sect master's principal wife, surrounded by attendants wherever she went and enjoying the finest food and drink.

This multiple-choice question was practically giving away the points.

And so, one night amid flowers and moonlight, the two brothers finally laid their cards on the table. Their final contest began as they confessed their feelings to Ah Rou at the same time.

Ah Rou decisively drew in her net.

Under Tang Hao's expectant gaze, Ah Rou shyly handed a comb to Tang Xiao, then leaned into his broad embrace and murmured softly:

"Mother said only the boy a girl loves can comb her hair. I hope you'll be the one to comb mine from now on, Brother Xiao. I... gave my heart to you long ago~"

Struck by a tremendous wave of happiness, Tang Xiao could not help throwing back his head and laughing as he gathered the beauty in his arms. "Hahahaha! To have won your favor, third sister, I, Tang Xiao, have no regrets in this life."

For Tang Hao, standing to the side, the sky had completely fallen.

He had lost!

He had lost!

The last time, he had lost to a mysterious silver-haired pretty boy who had descended from the sky. This time, he had actually lost the contest to his own fifty-year-old elder brother.

Tang Hao's eyes turned blood-red. He panted like an ox, waves of pain twisting through his chest.

Why?

In age, he was thirty-five, in the prime of his life.

In talent, he was the youngest Soul Saint on the continent.

Why were these women all blind, rejecting a strapping man like him and choosing someone else instead?

Had it been Tang Xiao, he would surely have swallowed his pain, withdrawn, and quietly returned to the sect to wish the new couple well.

But Tang Hao could not swallow this bitter insult.

Having twice become a defeated dog in courtship, his mentality twisted, and he immediately entered "if I'm not happy, none of you will be either" mode.

Not only did he refuse to leave, he brazenly continued tagging along with the group, turning himself into a hundred-thousand-volt third wheel.

One day, while they were staying overnight at an inn, Tang Xiao and Ah Rou were admiring the moon and talking in the courtyard. Tang Xiao had just taken Ah Rou's little hand affectionately, and his other hand was about to go further, when Tang Hao sprang from the bushes like a ghost, carrying two large black bowls.

"Big brother, third sister, I just roasted two rabbit heads. Eat them while they're hot."

Several times, Tang Xiao even planned to visit Ah Rou's room for a candlelit talk late into the night, only to reach the door and find Tang Hao sitting cross-legged outside, hugging his great black hammer and resting with his eyes closed. "Big brother, it's dangerous at night. Your little brother will personally guard the door for you."

Bombarded by Tang Hao day and night, Tang Xiao was tormented into nervous exhaustion, and the once tender, loving atmosphere vanished completely. Whenever he grew intimate with Ah Rou, he imagined his second brother suddenly jumping out, as if he were the third wheel.

Ah Rou was so furious she nearly ground her teeth to pieces.

Her flawless plan to become the young mistress of a great house had been thrown into utter chaos by this shameless, defeated-dog of a younger brother-in-law.