512. Jue and Lingling's Shared Bath

Could it have been the Spirit Hall?!

Yu Xiaogang's expression grew increasingly grave as he urged anxiously,
"Tang San, quickly explain—what exactly happened?!"

Recalling that night, Tang San's emotions were a tangled mess.
He didn’t even know if Tang Hao was alive or dead. With worry clouding his heart, he spoke softly,
"Teacher, it was a fallen one… and those damned spirit beasts!"

"The fallen one was incredibly powerful. His mount was a giant scorpion, and even my titled father couldn’t match him!"

"My mother… she was controlled by the fallen one. She used something to turn my two purple soul rings into white ones!"

At this, Yu Xiaogang was fully convinced of Tang San’s account.

After all, if Tang Hao hadn’t appeared, Tang San couldn’t have known his father’s cultivation level.

But what Tang San said next left Yu Xiaogang utterly dumbfounded.

"My mother didn’t just ruin my soul rings—she tore the bone with eight spider legs straight from my back!"

"My father… the scorpion took his kidney."

"And because my mother begged for mercy, that damned fallen one threw him into a pack of Gale Demon Wolves!"

As Tang San spoke, his eyes filled with lingering fear.

Meanwhile, Yu Xiaogang was stunned.


The Clear Sky Douluo… crippled and thrown into a pack of Gale Demon Wolves?

Yu Xiaogang knew all too well the habits of Gale Demon Wolves.

Clear Sky Douluo… might not survive this.

Quickly, however, Yu Xiaogang focused on what Tang San had mentioned about the bone.

His eyes lit up as he hastily asked,
"Tang San, tell me about those eight spider legs—what were they like?"

"They were from the Man-Faced Demon Spider’s soul ring I absorbed," Tang San explained.

Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang was overcome with grief, nearly falling to the ground in shock.

"That damned fallen one!"

"Those were external spirit bones! Rarer than even ten-thousand-year spirit bones!"

"External… spirit bones?!"

Only now did Tang San realize what he had lost, and a wave of sorrow overwhelmed him once more.

"The Spirit Hall’s management is utterly negligent! This is unforgivable…"

Yu Xiaogang’s anguish was even greater than Tang San’s.

An external spirit bone from the Man-Faced Demon Spider, a treasure so rare it could only be encountered by chance!

"Teacher, who exactly is my father?"

Tang San looked up, his voice full of doubt.

He had always suspected that Tang Hao, with his wild temperament, couldn’t just be an ordinary blacksmith.

But in the end, Yu Xiaogang avoided the question.

"That’s something you’ll have to hear from Clear Sky Douluo himself… when he pulls through from the wolf pack."


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The Next Day

The sun shone brightly over Spirit City.

In a small courtyard filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers, an odd atmosphere lingered.

Hu Liena and Xiao Fei Die stood confused, watching as Bibi Dong bustled about, stacking household items under the eaves.

Her face was a mix of grievance, reluctance, and resolve.

Finally, she hesitated before placing a box of personal clothing under the eaves as well.

Xiao Fei Die tugged on Hu Liena’s sleeve and curiously asked,
"Senior Aunt, is the Grandmaster throwing the Senior Uncle out of the house?"

"Impossible."

Hu Liena shook her head firmly, but then she lowered her voice and guessed,
"Teacher must be tidying up a room."

"Really?"

"Really!"

Faced with Xiao Fei Die’s doubt, Hu Liena nodded with certainty.

She would never forget how, back then, she was nearly thrown out of the house just for being a little too close to her senior brother.

If the teacher could throw her out, she wouldn’t doubt it for a second!
But the senior brother? Absolutely not!


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While Bibi Dong was tidying up the room, Qian Renjue was also making arrangements.

He purchased a variety of festive red decorations.

At the Heaven Treasure Inn, he transformed the room where he had spent the most time with Ye Lingling into a new marital chamber.

At the same time, Qian Renjue contacted Xue Qinghe and Ning Fengzhi to use their privileges to close the inn temporarily, ensuring no interruptions.

Ling Yuan, being quite tactful, helped out obediently before quietly slipping away.


It was unclear which room she had hidden in.

Qian Renjue didn’t bother to look for her specifically.

He fed Ah Yin in advance to prevent her from trying to take a share while he was handling important matters.

Of course, what Qian Renjue fed was blood.

After preparing everything, Qian Renjue sat quietly in the room, meditating cross-legged, waiting for the night to fall.


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Dusk.

Ye Lingling bid farewell to Yu Feng and the others in the private room and left early with Dugu Yan.

Driven by Dugu Yan, they arrived at the Tianbao Restaurant.

Under Dugu Yan’s soft blessings and envious gaze, Ye Lingling went alone, skillfully finding her way to the door.

Taking a deep breath, she knocked gently.

Click!

The door opened from within.

Golden-haired and as warm as ever, Qian Renjue greeted her with an even friendlier smile.

“Lingling.”

“Jue.”

Beneath her veil, Ye Lingling’s face blushed a fiery red, her light blue eyes filled with shyness.

Once she stepped through this door, her body and soul would completely belong to Qian Renjue.

“...”

Qian Renjue didn’t speak, his gaze filled with amazement.

Ye Lingling had specially changed her outfit.

The hollow design on her neckline resembled the attire she wore during their first formal meeting.

Back then, she couldn’t quite carry it off.

But now, she had grown up—her figure full and shapely.

Qian Renjue smiled, extending a warm hand toward her.

Ye Lingling smiled as well, her once heavy breaths easing as she placed her hand in his.

Qian Renjue held his fiancée’s delicate hand, gently pulling her into his embrace and slowly closing the door.

Snap!

Upon entering, the warm light of a pair of red dragon and phoenix candles greeted Ye Lingling, filling her with endless warmth.

The room remained unlit, with only the flickering candlelight dancing gracefully.

On the table were longans and dates.

“I’m sorry. After the wedding, I’ll make it up to you—I promise.”

Qian Renjue embraced her slender waist from behind, whispering softly near her ear.

“No~”

Ye Lingling shook her head lightly, her soft ear brushing against his lips.

Her face flushed, she turned and lifted her head, hooking her arms around him.

Rising on tiptoe, she kissed his cheek through the veil.

Her eyes shone like blooming peach blossoms, her breath warm and fragrant.

“This is already enough~”

“Mm.”

Qian Renjue nodded gently, returning the kiss briefly.

The veil became damp.

In such a scene, one might expect the spark of lightning igniting a fiery passion.

But the two inexperienced individuals froze, unsure whether to proceed further.

Nervousness filled the air.

Ye Lingling bit her lip gently, her delicate hand resting on her stomach as she clutched Qian Renjue’s garment but dared not venture further.

Despite all the lessons they had learned, it seemed utterly useless now!

Qian Renjue, also overwhelmed by the heat of the moment, released Ye Lingling and murmured, somewhat bewildered:

“Then, Lingling, should I wash up first?”

“Go ahead!”

Ye Lingling sighed in relief, letting go of his garment.

Qian Renjue quickly headed for the bathroom, needing to cool himself down.

By rights, such levels of intimacy weren’t new to them.

Even closer interactions had occurred countless times.

But tonight felt entirely different.

Watching Qian Renjue enter the bathroom, Ye Lingling clutched her wildly beating heart.

Her body grew warm, her pulse racing.

Gazing at the vibrant, celebratory decorations in the room, Ye Lingling smiled shyly and approached the jubilant red bed.

From her storage device, she retrieved a piece of white cloth and