As the domain gradually unfolded,
the spirit rings beneath Tang Yuehua's feet began to glow slowly, like stars appearing in the night sky, shimmering with a faint light.
She stood there quietly, seemingly one with the space around her.
An extremely gentle power emanated from her body, spreading out through the domain and
quietly permeating the surroundings .
The originally restless Blue Silver Grass gradually calmed down under the influence of this power, soothed by a peaceful aura.
They swayed gently, as if beckoning to Tang Yuehua.
"Roar!"
A roar resounded, shaking the surrounding air.
The ten-thousand-year-old berserk bear, originally incredibly ferocious,
now appeared somewhat weak in the face of this gentle power.
The ferocity in its eyes gradually faded, replaced by a hint of calm.
Seeing this, Ye Qiu was amazed and activated his Martial Soul True Body, protecting Tang Yuehua behind him.
He kept a close eye on the berserk bear, fearing it might suddenly attack.
However, to his surprise...
Under Tang Yuehua's influence, the bear gradually slowed its pace and eventually stopped.
Its body swayed, as if drunk, staggering towards Ye Qiu and Lan Ying.
When it reached Ye Qiu, it was completely powerless, its eyes closed, as if it had fallen into a deep sleep.
*Thump!
* Its massive body crashed to the ground with a dull thud.
Lan Ying floated gracefully beside it.
Looking at the uniquely charismatic woman beside Ye Qiu, she felt a surge of surprise.
As a master of mental power, she could naturally discern the level of power Tang Yuehua displayed.
This mental power was similar to hypnosis, but far surpassed it, being much stronger and more profound.
What surprised Lan Ying even more was that Tang Yuehua possessed a domain!
Her mastery of mental power was probably no weaker than her own.
At the same time,
Lan Ying felt an extremely positive connection to Tang Yuehua; she felt a strong resemblance in Tang Yuehua's aura, an inexplicable sense of closeness.
Ye Qiu, witnessing this scene, was also incredibly surprised.
What happened to being bad at combat?
She just stood there, without even lifting a finger, and took down a soul beast over 20,000 years old.
Is that what you call not good at fighting?!
"Yuehua, what's your strength now?"
Ye Qiu couldn't help but ask.
Tang Yuehua chuckled and took Ye Qiu's arm, unfazed by the blood-red skeletons around them.
She said softly, "I'm already level 79. I was planning to wait for you to get stronger so I could add a soul ring." "
Level 79."
Ye Qiu's eyes widened, somewhat speechless.
He then withdrew his Martial Soul True Body, rolled his eyes, and said helplessly,
"Didn't you say before that you weren't good at fighting?"
"Did I just fight?"
Tang Yuehua raised an eyebrow, a rare hint of playfulness appearing on her gentle face.
Ye Qiu opened his mouth, speechless.
"Pfft,"
Tang Yuehua couldn't help but chuckle, covering her mouth. She hugged Ye Qiu's arm tightly and explained gently,
"Actually, I'm not good at fighting. My soul skills aren't lethal. Against those with strong mental power who aren't affected, I'm basically helpless."
Ye Qiu understood, nodding slightly.
He then asked softly, "So, these seven black soul rings of yours..."
"Naturally, it's because of you,"
Tang Yuehua said with a light laugh, her gentle eyes fixed on Ye Qiu.
At that moment, a rustling sound suddenly came from beside him.
Ye Qiu snapped back to reality.
He saw Lan Ying using her true form to slowly drag the ten-thousand-year-old berserk bear out of the Blue Silver Forest.
Noticing that Ye Qiu and Lan Ying had stopped talking,
she asked apologetically,
"Did I disturb you?"
"No,"
Ye Qiu smiled and shook his head, pulling Tang Yuehua to sit down on the grass.
"Yuehua, don't stand. Sit or lie down and talk."
"Okay."
Tang Yuehua looked at Lan Ying with similar curiosity.
The inhuman beauty before her
possessed long, blue hair, shimmering like the deep blue waves of the ocean.
Her features were exquisite and beautiful, as if sculpted by nature itself, every smile and gesture exuding a gentle charm.
She wore a long blue dress, silver ribbons fluttering in the wind, outlining her curvaceous, undulating figure.
The dress tightly bound her slender waist, highlighting her full and firm curves, radiating an incomparably mature and gentle allure.
Tang Yuehua and Lan Ying shared the same feeling.
The other person's temperament was very similar to her own, both noble and peaceful, like a clear mountain spring, flowing quietly yet full of vitality.
She herself possessed a touch more talent and a more down-to-earth quality.
Lan Ying, on the other hand, possessed a more ancient and compassionate air.
Lan Ying was also staring at Tang Yuehua.
She felt that she and the human woman before her might become good friends.
The sun shone brightly, and white clouds dotted the sky.
Tang Yuehua, like a blooming lotus, gently sat in Ye Qiu's lap, following his movements.
Only then did she withdraw her gaze from Lan Ying.
Coming back to her senses,
a ripple stirred in her heart.
Ye Qiu's embrace was always warmer and more reassuring than she had imagined.
She gently closed her eyes, feeling the aura emanating from Ye Qiu; in this Blue Silver Forest, the fragrance was even more intense. A
simple embrace seemed insufficient for her.
She gently raised her soft hand and placed it on Ye Qiu's warm chest, then gently pushed him away.
Ye Qiu obediently lay down on the grass.
Tang Yuehua lay in Ye Qiu's arms, and Ye Qiu reciprocated, reaching out to embrace her soft body.
Lan Ying was not there, acting as a third wheel. He
merged into his own body.
"Qiu, do you still remember that top-grade herb, the Ninth-Grade Purple Ganoderma?"
Tang Yuehua's voice was gentle, answering the question that hadn't been finished earlier.
"Of course I remember."
After Tang Yuehua's words, Ye Qiu roughly understood how she had reached level 79 and acquired seven ten-thousand-year soul rings.
He had wanted to give it to her back then, but she said it was too late.
So it had been lying in his Divine Might Space ever since.
Judging from Tang Yuehua's timeline, he must have given her the Ninth-Grade Purple Ganoderma long ago.
Tang Yuehua's next words further confirmed Ye Qiu's suspicions.
"Back then, you gave me the Ninth-Grade Purple Ganoderma, and at that time... helping me hunt for some high-age soul rings was a piece of cake, wasn't it?"
"Yes, I already guessed."
Ye Qiu nodded, embracing Tang Yuehua's body, his large hand gently sliding down her chest.
Tang Yuehua squinted, her face flushed, as if taking a midday nap.
She said no more.
While Ye Qiu had indeed hunted down her first few spirit rings, Bibi Dong had helped her obtain the later ones.