Absolutely!
Huo Wu and the others were speechless.
Of course.
Xiao Wu is the most speechless and the most stunned one—the Peach Garden Three Sisters!
You said we'd enjoy the good times and share the hardships together, but when it's time to enjoy the benefits, you're being sneaky and secretive. You don't even play with Big Sister!
This is just too much.
At the same time, Shui Bing'er and her sisters all wore helpless expressions one after another. They didn't know what to say.
It's exactly what happened just now—Ning Rongrong, after Liam said she was small, burst into tears and ran off.
Liam went to comfort her.
Well, look at that!
You really know how to handle things. So tell me—who are you comforting over there, which little sister?
The atmosphere on the field feels a bit strange.
Originally everyone was having fun, but now more than half of them can't enjoy it anymore.
Ling Yuanan smiled and shook her head, saying:
"As expected!"
"A girl who cries gets lollipops."
"Er Long, can you still drink? If you're going to surrender, say something. Later I'll ask Little Liam to come out and watch the dancing."
"What!"
When Liu Erlong heard this, she also clenched her teeth and said through gritted anger,
"You… even if I lose, I'll still dance for you. How dare you call that little brat along too?"
"Don't I still get to keep my virtue?"
Ling Yuan smiled sweetly and said:
"Hah—! You're already that old. Are you really going to cling to that purity and live out your life in loneliness?"
"It's perfect. We'll let our Little Liam take a look. If my Little Liam is satisfied, then it'll be great—you can be taken in as one of our sisters!"
"That's going too far!"
In a burst of rage, Liu Erlong raised her cup and downed three straight, shouting, "Now it's your turn!"
"Today I'm definitely going to make you admit defeat! I'll have everyone enjoy your marvelous dancing poses together—hahahaha!"
Ling Yuan, too, wasn't backing down at all, saying:
"Sure!"
"To put on a show for Little Liam, I'll go all out today and take you down!"
The battle was intense.
The battle was intense.
The Heaven Dou Empire.
The Prince's Residence.
Qian Renxue saw the reward from the Diary copy, and her brows instantly furrowed.
Ning Rongrong?
What a little girl—did the teacher really give birth to such a wonderful daughter!
At a time like this, she actually stood out from a group of girls and received a reward of thirty levels of soul power.
No.
With Liam's treatment of his women, next he would definitely help her break through the Glazed Glass Pagoda, and the teacher's long-cherished wish would finally be fulfilled.
Then what about her own?
Qian Renxue lay on the bed, turning over and over in thought. Back then Hu Liena had promised her that she would be her "older sister."
But now, somehow, the lineup had already slipped all the way to eighth place.
Ah—no.
Qian Renxue hurriedly shook her head. This—there's no way it can be arranged into the lineup!
With that woman around, what is she supposed to do? So angry.
Qian Renxue was both furious and helpless.
"You said you'd protect me. So you're going to continue giving me the protection of fatherly love?"
But.
Qian Renxue still didn't know that tomorrow she would be even more heartbroken and even angrier.
Because her punching bags—Tang San and Tang Hao—were also rescued and taken away by someone, most likely Bibi Dong.
Qian Renxue's knew her guess was absolutely correct!
Over here.
After a cultivation session ended.
Liam looked at the little witch in his arms and took out the Beautiful Silk Tulip, and said,
"Little princess, this is a gift I prepared for you!"
"Ah?"
The moment Ning Rongrong saw the immortal herb, she was first a little bewildered; in an instant, she seemed to remember something, her eyes brimming with tears as she looked at Liam.
"Bad guy, you bad guy."
"Waaah—!"
She leaned against Liam's chest, her little fists pounding his chest.
Liam said with some confusion:
"What are you doing? I give you a gift and you're still crying? Then I won't give it anymore."
"No! You bad guy!"
Ning Rongrong said stubbornly, "These are happy tears!"
Liam pinched the little steamed bun and said, "Hurry up and absorb it!"
"Evolve your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda into a Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, and you'll be the most powerful support Soul Master on the continent."
"Okay!"
Ning Rongrong pecked Liam on the cheek, then began absorbing the immortal herb.
Sometime later.
Ning Rongrong summoned her Martial Soul and softly counted the pagoda:
"One, two, three... eight, nine! Waaaah! It really has become the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda."
Overcome with excitement, Ning Rongrong cried again. Liam, too, looked helpless as he wiped her tears and said:
"You're such a little crybaby!"
Ning Rongrong sniffed, then said through gritted teeth, "It's all your fault!"
"Liam, you bad guy—I'll bite you!"
[Congratulations to Ning Rongrong: you've triggered a hidden quest reward—Power increased by ten levels.]
The little witch really was an action type. If she said she'd bite Liam, then she'd just bite him.
Liam was also furious. I gave you an Immortal Herb to evolve your martial soul—how dare you still bite me?
Just you wait; I'm going to beat you up properly.
"Wait a moment."
The little witch suddenly called out. Right after that, she summoned the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda again.
"Turn the Nine Treasures into Glazed. The Nine Treasures have a name: one is called Strength, and the other is called Speed."
Liam instantly went wild with joy. A newborn calf isn't afraid of a tiger, huh!
With my strength, beating you—this little bun—would already be more than enough.
You're even assisting me?
"Crybaby, this is you assisting me. Don't you go crying when I beat you up, okay?"
"I won't!"
Ning Rongrong replied, then shut her eyes.
However…
Soon, Ning Rongrong was beaten until she screamed nonstop, crying and pleading for mercy. She said:
"Wait, wait—slower."
"Liam, you bad guy! You push so hard—she's almost been beaten to death!"
"I'm going to die, I'm going to die!"
Liam also slowed his movements, reducing his force a little. Under his breath, he muttered:
"Little witch, you really are a newborn calf that isn't afraid of tigers. With the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's boost, you could still be beaten up by me!"
"Our martial spirit fusion technique is only meant to deal with experts like Ling Yuan and Bibi Dong. With your strength, you don't even need me to go all out."
Ning Rongrong gritted her teeth and said:
"Who—who said that?"
"This miss will never admit defeat. You tell me to rest for a bit; I'm not afraid of you."
Liam also chuckled. "Alright, alright! In a moment, whoever ends up knowing who the little dog is—I'll give you the chance I've prepared."
A fireworks evening.
A group of people were still chatting in small clusters, drinking as they talked. Hu Liena felt that the time was about up as well, and she looked at everyone and said:
"Why don't we call it a night here?"
"Liam and those two probably won't be coming back. We don't need to wait for them anymore. Everyone should go back and rest."
Hearing this, everyone nodded in unison.
Ling Yuan, however, had a rather strange look in her eyes. She thought to herself, "This might not be so certain!"
That little girl Ning Rongrong—at most, she can handle three rounds. Liam will definitely have to do something more!"
Ling Yuan patted a dazed and woozy Yu Erlong and said: "You lost tonight. Remember! Tomorrow, I'll wait for you and make you perform a dance with a high artistic value for everyone."
Yu Erlong, still half-awake, mumbled:
"Dance if you want to—dance!"
"I'm a woman of my word—one word spoken is one word pursued. It's not like I'll be the one at a loss for being watched by you all, or by that little scoundrel Liam."
"I'm so old, how could it be a loss?"
Ling Yuan also laughed heartily. She really had drunk quite a bit—she even blurted out her inner thoughts.
She stepped forward and helped Yu Erlong up, saying:
"I'll see her off to rest first."
"You all should get some rest too. The hour is already getting late."