507. Ah Yin's Surprise

Click!

The door of the VIP lounge swung open.

The visitor was Qin Ming, the leader of the Emperor Team. Standing at the entrance, his posture was upright and confident.

He appeared to be in his early thirties, with simple black hair and ordinary features. His attire was modest and unassuming, but his bright black eyes carried a profound depth.

Seeing the visitor, Ye Lingling quickly closed her risqué book, reverting to her usual cold and obedient demeanor.

Qin Ming paused momentarily but didn’t think much of it. He was already accustomed to Ye Lingling and Dugu Yan’s whispered conversations and their occasional requests for leave.

Holding a folder, Qin Ming scanned the team members in the room.

Noticing that everyone had turned their attention to him, he smiled lightly and said:
"Today, we’re in luck. A team of three Soul Elders has accepted our challenge."

Hearing this, Oslo immediately cheered.
"Finally! After waiting so long, we’ve got a worthy opponent!"

"Oslo, don’t get too complacent," Qin Ming warned with a frown.

He closed the door, walked forward, and placed the opened folder on the coffee table in the center.

He began introducing the details, emphasizing,
"Their three Soul Elders are as high as rank 43, and all are offense-type. Moreover, the remaining four members are at least rank 38. Their overall spirit power and offensive strength surpass ours by a significant margin."

"With Yan Yan leading us, we should be fine, right?"

As Qin Ming introduced the opponents, Yu Feng and the others gathered around to carefully examine the details.

Yu Tianheng, exuding confidence, pointed at the file with his finger and declared,
"Yan Zi, I’ll handle their rank-41 Soul Elder."

"Alright," Dugu Yan responded softly, subtly tucking away her stack of risqué books.

Raising her eyes to Qin Ming, she reassured him,
"Don’t worry, teacher. We’ll win."

As her words fell, Dugu Yan turned and hugged Ye Lingling, her cold cheek pressing against Ye Lingling’s flushed one.

With a playful smile, she said,
"Isn’t that right, Lingling?"

"Mm," Ye Lingling murmured, grasping Dugu Yan’s slender hand with a slight frown. Her body had warmed up, but it wasn’t meant for Dugu Yan’s teasing.

"With both Yan Zi and Lingling on our side, victory is certain," Qin Ming said with an easy expression and a look of trust.

Even though he himself was one of the youngest recorded Soul Emperors, when it came to Dugu Yan, she outshone him.

Still, Qin Ming had his expectations for his students.

"Yan Zi, as the captain, it’s not enough just to win—you need to win beautifully."

"I’ll do my best," Dugu Yan replied with a slight nod and a confident smile.

At rank 47, her strength was unquestionable, and paired with Ye Lingling, a rank-44 healer with unparalleled abilities, the combination of poison control and exceptional healing made it hard to imagine a scenario where they could lose.


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Soon after, the Heaven Dou Great Soul Arena announced the Emperor Team’s match.

As Dugu Yan led Ye Lingling and the others into the battle, Qian Renjue, elsewhere, was struggling to hold on.

He was on the verge of defeat.

The seductive night wind blew gently, accompanied by the cool air.

Outside the brightly lit Heaven Dou City, in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan’s quiet halls, Qian Renjue shivered violently in a luxurious guest room.

With a helpless sigh, he quickly pulled Ah Yin’s drowsy head into his embrace, gently comforting her.

"Awoo~"


Ah Yin Wakes Up Shocked, Ling Yuan Offers to Help

"Ah!"

Ah Yin woke abruptly, letting out a soft, seductive moan. Her slender neck arched as her icy-blue eyes widened slightly, her pupils trembling.

Glancing toward the translucent glass door of the bathroom, she caught sight of Ling Yuan’s curvaceous silhouette inside.

Hastily, she swallowed the drool that had slipped out while she dozed.

Ling Yuan was still bathing—an opportunity Ah Yin had waited long to seize.

Qian Renjue, hearing Ah Yin’s soft sounds, rolled his eyes helplessly. The book Continental Miscellany that he had been holding had already fallen to the floor.

He had expected that after Ling Yuan ate, Ah Yin would be restless. What he didn’t anticipate was her boldness—failing to seduce him directly, she instead took advantage of him dozing off, catching him off guard.

He didn’t dare act recklessly, afraid of startling her and causing an accident.

Splash!

The sound of water from the bathroom abruptly stopped.

Ah Yin immediately bent low in a deep bow before Qian Renjue, apologizing repeatedly in gratitude.

Click!

When the bathroom door opened, Ah Yin vanished into a blood-red glow, blending back into Qian Renjue’s embrace.

Qian Renjue, with his sharp vision, clearly saw the faint red glow mixed with bright white light.

As he stared at the disappearing figure, his eye twitched.

Ah Yin had fled, leaving everything tidied up—a fact he was somewhat pleased with.

But she’d forgotten to reset the scene and restore everything to its original order! This was unforgivable. At the very least, she could’ve picked up his book and hidden the evidence!

Soft footsteps and a waft of fragrant warmth approached from behind, cutting off his train of thought.

A flash of purple-black light brought the fallen book into his hand, hovering just above his lap.

At that moment, two slender, porcelain arms wrapped around his neck from behind.

Ling Yuan leaned against his back, placing a soft pillow for his comfort.

Warm, fragrant breaths brushed against his ear as her sweet, charming voice whispered:
"Your Highness, shall I assist you in bathing?"

"Sister Ling Yuan, no need for that. Please just go and prepare some hot water for me."

Qian Renjue pretended to stay calm, his eyes focused on the book in his hand.

However, Ling Yuan’s delicate nose twitched, and she suddenly began to sniff softly.

"Sniff, sniff~"

Her elegant brows furrowed slightly, her fair cheeks tinged with a rosy glow.

Qian Renjue’s heart sank as a bad feeling crept in. His expression froze.

Ling Yuan, gazing at his profile with curiosity, asked softly:
"Your Highness, did Ah Yin sneak out earlier and cause trouble?"

"Uh…"

Qian Renjue lowered his head, clutching the book tightly. Realizing he couldn’t hide it, he admitted honestly:
"She did, a little. Sister Ling Yuan, why don’t you focus on the hot water first?"

"Pfft, haha~"

Before Qian Renjue could finish, Ling Yuan exhaled a fragrant laugh, unable to hold back her amusement.

Clearly, she had noticed the disheveled state of his robe ties. Her cheeks flushed red, radiant and alluring, her teasing gaze full of mischief.

She leaned closer, her lips grazing his ear as she murmured softly:
"Your Highness, shall I help tidy things up and settle this for Ah Yin?"

"Wait!"

Before Qian Renjue could object, Ling Yuan, still behind him, reached down to the book he held.

Her delicate hands moved with precision, as if guided by instinct.

Qian Renjue’s pupils shrank slightly, the proximity causing his face to grow warm.

Ling Yuan, equally flushed, composed herself quickly. After completing her task, she stood gracefully and said with a sweet voice:
"Your Highness, I’ll prepare the hot water for you now."

With that, she briskly walked toward the bathroom, her fingers lightly pinching the faint traces of blue-silver grass juice on her hands.

"Ha…"

Qian Renjue let out an exasperated laugh, tilting his head back and covering his face with the book.

Ah Yin, however, seemed indifferent. After all, she had helped Ling Yuan clean up before. Ling Yuan was merely returning the favor—it was only fair.

"Your Highness, the hot water is ready."

"Alright, I’ll be there."

Qian Renjue returned the book to the shelf and slowly made his way to the bathroom.

For the next few days, he resolved to stop indulging them so much.

Tomorrow, he’d seek out Lingling. Surely, with the main consort around, these two wouldn’t dare be so unruly!