Chapter 53: The Martial Soul Fusion Technique with Zhu Zhuqing
Xiao Wu felt a wave of disappointment as she heard those words.
Zhu Zhuqing, however, couldn't hide the faint smile rising on her lips.
Tang San saw this and immediately said:
"In that case, let's head to the other hotel. It's not far anyway."
Ning Rongrong glared at Tang San, then walked straight to the bar counter. She was just about to slap the table and reveal her princess temper, but the moment she remembered Su Yan was present, she swallowed it down and spoke gently instead:
"Hello, Manager. Please call your boss over. We're here to discuss purchasing this hotel."
Everyone: ???
The manager looked Ning Rongrong up and down, his expression turning strange.
"Guest… you're not joking, are you?"
Ning Rongrong took out an emblem from her body. "This is my identity token. Now call your boss immediately. I'll buy this hotel at three times the market price."
"Seven… Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?!"
The manager's face changed dramatically. He bowed repeatedly as he stammered:
"Right away, guest—no, right away, Boss! I'll notify the previous owner immediately and have him come to finalize the transaction!"
People from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Triple the price.
There was no suspense about how this deal would end.
Ning Rongrong gave him an approving nod, smiling as she said:
"Your salary will be doubled from now on. Also, have someone prepare the five best rooms for us."
"Yes, Boss! Thank you, Boss!"
The manager gave a full salute before rushing off to carry out her orders.
Xiao Wu was stunned, leaning close to whisper:
"Rongrong… isn't this a bit much?"
Ning Rongrong only smiled without answering.
Tang San was secretly shocked.
This Ning Rongrong's identity was absolutely not simple!
Fortunately, he hadn't given her a death sentence too early.
Zhu Zhuqing was also a bit overwhelmed. The Zhu family was wealthy in the Star Luo Empire, yes—but they could never be this extravagant.
Buy an entire hotel… just so they could stay here for one night?
No.
Ning Rongrong definitely had more than lodging in mind.
"Su Yan-gege, Zhuqing," Ning Rongrong smiled sweetly, "this hotel now follows our decisions. So you two don't need to squeeze into one room tonight."
Zhu Zhuqing: ???
What?
Su Yan originally just wanted to watch the show. He already knew Ning Rongrong had money, so none of this surprised him.
But he didn't expect this move.
Girl… what are you doing?!
"I don't need it."
Zhu Zhuqing walked calmly to the counter, picked up the key to the room she booked earlier, and said with an expressionless face:
"Su Yan and I are boyfriend and girlfriend. One room is enough."
As soon as she finished speaking—
Zhu Zhuqing took Su Yan's arm and walked away with him.
Ning Rongrong: ???
This attack—
Ning Rongrong was caught completely off guard.
This was bad.
Terribly bad.
This Zhu Zhuqing, this bastard, was definitely going to make a move on Su Yan tonight! What should she do?!
Zhu Zhuqing, please!
I beg you— don't touch him!
Xiao Wu also watched their departing backs, her expression dimming.
She had known Su Yan for six years… yet her relationship with him wasn't as close as Zhu Zhuqing and Su Yan, who had only known each other for a single day.
Why?
Why was it like this?
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Rose Suite
Zhu Zhuqing held Su Yan's arm tightly as they entered the luxurious suite. Only after the door closed did she release him, pressing a hand over her wildly beating heart.
Zhu Zhuqing, Zhu Zhuqing… Aren't you being a little too bold?
But—
She couldn't afford to hesitate. Hesitation meant defeat.
Su Yan's identity and talent were impossible to hide. There would only be more and more talented women appearing around him.
But…
Deep inside, Zhu Zhuqing felt incredibly insecure.
She knew she wasn't good enough—not compared to what would come in the future. Not even compared to the two girls right now.
One was the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
The other was a 100,000-year soul beast.
How could she compete?
When Zhu Zhuqing entered the room, she simply stood there in silence, as if lost in deep self-reflection.
"Zhuqing?" Su Yan called out gently when he saw her like that.
Zhu Zhuqing glanced at him, then lowered her head without saying a word.
Su Yan reached out, took her hand, and guided her to sit with him on the living room sofa. His voice softened. "What's wrong? Is it because of Ning Rongrong?"
Zhu Zhuqing looked up slightly, her tone tinged with gloom.
"I… I feel like I'm not worthy of you…"
Su Yan couldn't help chuckling at that.
"Feelings aren't about being worthy or unworthy. As long as two people genuinely like each other, that's a destined bond."
Zhu Zhuqing shook her head lightly and didn't respond. Instead, she leaned quietly into Su Yan's embrace.
She was a smart girl—one who understood herself very clearly.
And right now, Su Yan seemed flawless. His strengths were things no one else could even dream of possessing.
Even someone like Ning Rongrong, a pampered little princess, might not truly be qualified to stand beside him—much less her, Zhu Zhuqing.
Even if Su Yan were to take multiple wives and concubines, Zhu Zhuqing felt she might not even make the list.
That fear of losing him settled deep inside her chest.
Nestled against him, Zhu Zhuqing whispered with a trembling, pleading tone, "I… I can't leave you now. But I know how exceptional you are. In the future, there definitely won't be only one woman beside you. I won't ask for anything else…"
"I just beg you—please don't abandon me."
Su Yan wrapped both arms tightly around her, giving her a solemn promise.
"Zhuqing, in my eyes, you are the best—and the most beautiful."
"I can't guarantee that you will be my only woman. But I can guarantee that no matter what happens in the future, my feelings for you will never change."
"Mm…"
Zhu Zhuqing nodded hard. Looking at this boy—shining like a beacon, the one who gave her safety, the one who pulled her out of her darkness—her gaze slowly softened.
"Su Yan… let's be together. Right now."
"I want to be your woman."
Zhu Zhuqing was bold—bolder than she had ever been in her life.
Under normal circumstances, she would never have this much courage. But Ning Rongrong had forced her hand. If that little green-tea princess seized the initiative, then, given both their personalities, Zhu Zhuqing feared she would never again get close to Su Yan.
Hesitation meant losing.
And she might not even get a place in line.
Zhu Zhuqing had never been indecisive. Once she made a choice, she acted.
She wanted to become Su Yan's first woman.
No matter how outstanding Su Yan became in the future, no matter how many women he attracted—even if Bibi Dong, the Pope of Spirit Hall herself, came knocking—it wouldn't matter.
She, Zhu Zhuqing, would always be the first.
Su Yan tensed slightly. "Zhuqing, have you really thought this through? It's just that… we're still young…"
Zhu Zhuqing looked at him seriously. "I've already thought about it. I won't regret it."
"I want to be your first woman. That way, no matter what happens later, you'll never forget me."
"As for… being young…"
Her face flushed crimson. She lowered her gaze, first looking at her giant rabbits… then at Su Yan's weapon, which was becoming increasingly restless.
Not small.
Any bigger and it might kill someone.
Su Yan also lowered his head, first glancing at Zhu Zhuqing's giant rabbits, then at his own.
Very big.
Any bigger and it really might kill someone.
"Zhuqing, you are my first woman in this world—and the first person I truly want to protect."
"Next… we'll begin studying how to cultivate a Martial Soul Fusion Technique."
Su Yan's hands were no longer honest. He activated navigation, shuffled the deck—preparing for the next game.
"Mm…" Zhu Zhuqing responded in a mosquito-soft whisper, face burning red as she closed her eyes.
Su Yan carried her into a room covered in rose petals. Along the way, the two repeatedly "studied" the preliminary steps of cultivating a Martial Soul Fusion Technique.
"Zhuqing, I've already activated my second martial soul. Now we can properly begin cultivating the fusion technique."
Because of all the "preliminary practice," Zhu Zhuqing was already weak, her voice trembling as she said:
"Bl-blow out… the candles…"
"We can't."
Su Yan shook his head seriously. "I've never seen your second and third martial souls. If we blow out the candles and something goes wrong with the fusion technique, what would we do?"
"We need to look at each other. I like you. I like looking at you. That will help us succeed."
Zhu Zhuqing opened her eyes slightly, breathing unevenly.
"Su Yan… I'm scared. Your second martial soul, Kunpeng, is also a mutated martial soul. If the mutation is too strong… I might not be able to take it."
"Will it hurt… the first time we cultivate it?"
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