Chapter 202 Extra Chapter 2: Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing.
"Teacher, could you please check my battle armor?"
She grabbed Lin Yuan's hand and gently pressed it against her breastplate, which was covered in nine-colored flowing light.
Through the cold metal, Lin Yuan could even feel the violent pounding of her heart.
"Thump, thump, thump."
Looking at this audacious girl, flames began to rise in Lin Yuan's eyes.
"Rongrong, do you know you're playing with fire?"
Lin Yuan's voice deepened.
"Playing with fire?"
Ning Rongrong giggled, the cunning in her eyes fading, replaced by a deep infatuation and possessiveness.
"Teacher, I don't want to be your disciple anymore."
She abruptly removed her battle armor.
All the metal instantly turned into flowing light and vanished.
She was like a peeled lychee, completely exposed before Lin Yuan.
"What Xiao Wu has, I want too."
Ning Rongrong stood on tiptoe, wrapped her arms around Lin Yuan's neck, and pressed her lips, which she had longed for countless days and nights, firmly onto his!
"I want to be your woman! Now! Immediately! Right now!"
This wasn't a request; it was clearly a coercion!
Only the little devil from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School would dare to be so audacious in front of him.
But Lin Yuan, he just couldn't resist this.
Compared to Xiao Wu's obedience, Ning Rongrong's wildness with a touch of temper ignited a man's desire to conquer even more.
"Alright."
Lin Yuan took the initiative, grabbing her slender waist and lifting her up.
"Since you want to be my master's wife, then I'll grant your wish."
Ning Rongrong was dizzy from the kiss.
Lin Yuan chuckled and carried her to the large chaise lounge.
The next morning.
Ning Rongrong woke up from her deep sleep.
She felt like her body was falling apart, as if not a single bone belonged to her.
"You big bad guy!"
Ning Rongrong looked at the energetic man beside her, who was smiling at her, and couldn't help but playfully punch him.
"It's all your fault, you don't know how to be gentle with a woman."
Lin Yuan grabbed her small hand and kissed it.
Ning Rongrong's face instantly turned red to her ears, so embarrassed she wanted to disappear into the ground.
"That wasn't me, that was me controlled by the battle armor!"
This self-deceptive explanation made Lin Yuan chuckle.
He pulled Ning Rongrong into his arms and softly asked, "How is it? Are you satisfied now?"
Ning Rongrong leaned against Lin Yuan's broad chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, a satisfied smile appearing on her face.
"Barely satisfied," she huffed, then, as if remembering something, she looked up and said fiercely,
"But you have to promise me one thing!"
"What thing?"
"You can't be biased anymore!"
Ning Rongrong stuck out a finger and poked Lin Yuan's chest:
"What Xiao Wu has, I want too."
"If Zhu Qing has one, I want one too!"
"Anyway, I don't want to be a concubine, I want to be a secondary wife."
Looking at this little girl who was so competitive even in bed, Lin Yuan helplessly flicked her nose.
"Okay, okay, I'll do whatever you say."
"That's more like it."
Ning Rongrong smiled contentedly, then gave Lin Yuan a quick kiss on the cheek.
"Teacher is the best!"
"Get up! I'm hungry! I want to eat Master's lovingly made breakfast!"
Seeing Ning Rongrong's renewed vitality, Lin Yuan shook his head.
Although he was exhausted last night, the sense of accomplishment he felt, seeing this beautiful and wealthy woman finally completely his, was unmatched by any divine artifact.
Meanwhile, outside the Liuli Pavilion, Xiao Wu was strolling in the garden with Zhu Zhuqing.
Seeing Lin Yuan and Ning Rongrong walking hand in hand, especially noticing Ning Rongrong's slightly awkward gait and the undisguised spring-like joy in her eyes, Xiao Wu sighed and said helplessly, "It's over, Rongrong's fallen for him too. We'll have to share a teacher from now on."
Zhu Zhuqing smiled faintly, "Maybe more than two?"
Xiao Wu paused for a moment, then smiled wryly, "That's true, after all, a teacher is such a dazzling presence."
However, looking at Lin Yuan and Ning Rongrong's happy figures, the two girls didn't feel much jealousy.
In this world where strength reigns supreme, being able to accompany the Supreme God King was an immense happiness in itself.
Moreover, they were already as close as sisters.
At Canglan Academy, behind the mountain, at the Spirit Spring Waterfall.
Since Ning Rongrong also "succeeded," the harem structure of Canglan Academy seems to have been basically set.
Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong are inseparable, occasionally exchanging "serving tips" in front of Zhu Zhuqing, their faces flushed.
Although they don't intend to exclude Zhu Zhuqing, and even intentionally or unintentionally create opportunities for her, this feeling of being "left behind" is worse than death for the strong-willed and sensitive Zhu Zhuqing.
The night is as still as water, a silver platter hanging high.
The thunderous sound of the waterfall drowns out all other sounds.
In the icy pool below the waterfall, a lithe figure is darting through the water.
It's Zhu Zhuqing.
She's venting.
Or rather, she's using this method to calm her inner turmoil.
At this moment, she's only wearing a black, tight-fitting training uniform.
Because it's soaked through with spring water, the fabric clings tightly to her body, outlining her explosive curves that would drive any god mad.
She was the youngest of the three girls, but also the most "unfairly" developed.
Her astonishing curves were dazzlingly white, even in the pitch-black night.
"Huff, huff."
Zhu Zhuqing surfaced from the water, wiping the droplets from her face. She leaned against the rocks on the shore, panting heavily.
Her eyes, usually as cold as ice, were now red and swollen, carrying an undisguised hint of grievance.
"Am I really that stupid?"
Zhu Zhuqing murmured, looking at her reflection in the water.
"I'm not as good at acting cute as Sister Xiaowu, nor as bold as Rongrong. All I know is cultivation, all I know is following him around. My teacher probably wouldn't like someone as boring as me, would he?"
The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved and heartbroken she felt. The usually strong Netherworld Cat couldn't help but hug her knees, burying her head in her arms, her shoulders trembling slightly.
"Who said you're boring?"
Just then, a gentle, magnetic voice pierced through the roar of the waterfall, clearly ringing in her ears.
Zhu Zhuqing's delicate body trembled violently, springing up like a startled kitten, and she turned around.
On the rocks by the shore, Lin Yuan, dressed in snow-white robes, stood with his hands behind his back.
Moonlight shone on him, bathing him in a sacred glow.
"Teacher?"
Zhu Zhuqing hurriedly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, instinctively trying to shrink into the water, attempting to conceal her disheveled state and her overly alluring figure.
"So late, instead of sleeping in your room, you're here taking a cold shower?"
Lin Yuan flashed, instantly covering dozens of meters, and squatted directly on the rock in front of Zhu Zhuqing.
He reached out and gently lifted Zhu Zhuqing's wet chin, forcing her to look at him.
"Tell teacher, why are you crying?"
The two were extremely close; Lin Yuan could even smell the scent emanating from the girl, a mixture of cool spring water and a faint fragrance.
Forced to meet that burning gaze, Zhu Zhuqing's cheeks instantly flushed red, even her ears burned.
"I didn't cry, just some spring water got in my eyes."
This clumsy lie made Lin Yuan chuckle softly.
"Silly girl."
Lin Yuan sighed, not exposing her, but reaching out to tidy her messy hair that clung to her cheek.
"Did you feel neglected seeing Xiaowu and Rongrong by my side?"
These words shattered all of Zhu Zhuqing's defenses.
Her eyes reddened again, she stubbornly bit her lip, turned her head away, her voice choked with sobs:
"I have no right to be jealous of them, they are better than me, more likable than me..."
"But I'm just not reconciled!"
Zhu Zhuqing suddenly turned her head, her eyes burning with a desperate flame: "Teacher, I've been trying so hard to catch up with you."
"I cultivate desperately, I strive to become stronger, just so that one day I can stand beside you, instead of only watching your back!"
"But you hardly ever look at me."
By the end, her voice was trembling with tears.
The emotions that had been suppressed for so long finally erupted at this moment.
Looking at the girl before him, who had shed all her aloof facade and revealed her vulnerable heart, Lin Yuan's heart clenched painfully.
He had always thought Zhu Zhuqing was independent and needed some space, but he hadn't expected that this "space" would only cause her suffering.
"Who said I don't look at you?"
Lin Yuan suddenly reached out and grabbed her cold little hand, pulling her slightly.
Splash!
Water splashed everywhere.
Zhu Zhuqing was pulled directly from the water and thrown into a warm, broad embrace.
"If I didn't look at you, would I know you train here every night?"
"If I didn't look at you, would I have tailor-made that battle armor for you?"
"If I didn't look at you," Lin Yuan lowered his head, his gaze burning into her stunning curves, barely concealed by the wetness, his voice becoming slightly hoarse, "how would I know that my little wildcat actually has the best figure?"
Boom!
Hearing those almost flirtatious words, Zhu Zhuqing felt as if fireworks had exploded in her mind, leaving her dizzy.
"Teacher, you..."
"Zhuqing."
Lin Yuan interrupted her, tightening his arms around her waist, pulling her close.
"Some things don't need to be said, but I thought you'd understand."
"In my heart, your aloofness, your stubbornness, and your indomitable spirit are more captivating than any coquettishness." Zhu Zhuqing stared blankly at Lin Yuan.
So her teacher had always understood.
So she had never been left behind.
A surge of immense joy instantly overwhelmed all her grievances. Looking at the man she had long admired, the suppressed love in her heart could no longer be contained.
She took a deep breath, summoning the greatest courage she had ever possessed.
She stood on tiptoe, her cool lips clumsily but firmly pressing against Lin Yuan's.
It was an awkward kiss, carrying the unique sweetness of a young girl, and a resolute determination born of desperation.
Lin Yuan paused slightly, then took the initiative, guiding this inexperienced kitten to explore the unknown territory.
"Mmm."
After a long while, their lips parted. Zhu Zhuqing slumped in Lin Yuan's arms, panting heavily, her eyes hazy.
"Teacher," she whispered.
"Still calling me teacher?" Lin Yuan's fingers lightly traced her delicate collarbone, his tone carrying a dangerous allure: "Xiao Wu and Rongrong were very decisive when they changed their address."
"What? Don't you want to be like them?"
Zhu Zhuqing's body trembled slightly. Being like them… meant becoming his woman, becoming his most intimate partner.
She raised her head, looking at Lin Yuan, those two words swirling in her throat a thousand times, finally transforming into a whisper as soft as a mosquito's buzz, yet brimming with deep affection: "Husband."
This single word seemed to flip a switch.
Zhu Zhuqing's face flushed crimson, almost dripping blood, but she didn't back down, instead calling out again firmly: "Husband!"
"I want to be your woman. Now."
Lin Yuan smiled.
"Alright. Since my little wildcat has spoken, how can I, as her husband, refuse?"
Lin Yuan swept her up in his arms.
He didn't return to the Star-Picking Tower, nor did he go anywhere else.
Right here under the moon, by the spiritual spring, on the soft grass filled with the scent of nature, Lin Yuan casually set up a protective barrier.
Then, he gently set the girl in his arms down.
Zhu Zhuqing seemed to be doing this to liven things up, or perhaps she couldn't help herself.
Martial Soul Possession!
A pair of fluffy black cat ears emerged from the top of her head, and a long, slender black cat tail swayed gently behind her, occasionally brushing against the back of Lin Yuan's hand, bringing a tingling sensation.
Catwoman form!
In this form, her already fiery figure gained an extra touch of exotic wildness.
Her cat-like eyes shimmered with a mixture of shyness and longing.
"Husband..."
The next morning.
The first rays of sunlight fell on the grassy hillside behind the mountain.
Zhu Zhuqing awoke from her deep sleep, feeling as if her body had fallen apart, too weak to even move a finger.
She was draped in Lin Yuan's robe, her black cat tail drooping limply to the side.
"Awake?"
Lin Yuan leaned against a nearby rock, looking at her with a smile.
Zhu Zhuqing's memories instantly flooded back, the absurd and daring scenes of the previous night resurfacing one by one. Cat ears, tail, grass...
(End of Chapter)