Dugu Feng calmly walked toward the front of the carriage.
"Dugu Feng!"
"Brother Feng!"
Ye Lingling and Ning Rongrong called out respectively, then exchanged equally defiant glances.
Though Ye Lingling still wore her veil, her beautiful eyes sparkled with lively determination, clearly conveying her unwillingness to back down.
Even when facing Ning Rongrong, she showed no timidity.
As for Ning Rongrong, the concept of yielding had never existed in her world.
Dugu Feng's expression darkened. "What are you doing? Making a spectacle of yourselves? Get inside!"
He walked straight between them and boarded the carriage.
Both Ning Rongrong and Ye Lingling were stunned. Their competitive display was meant to test who held greater importance in Dugu Feng's heart.
But Dugu Feng refused to play along.
Being slightly more mature, Ye Lingling quickly followed Dugu Feng onto the carriage.
"Hmph!"
Ning Rongrong stamped her foot before turning to enter the carriage as well.
This luxurious carriage had been specially prepared for Dugu Feng alone. It seemed Qian Renxue had anticipated that both of Dugu Feng's girlfriends would accompany the army expedition.
She had deliberately left him this particular battlefield.
The carriage was drawn by eight horses, with its base equipped with shock-absorbing and acceleration Soul Tools, allowing it to travel smoothly even over rough terrain.
The interior spanned over ten square meters.
Divided by a curtain, the front section contained a desk, tea table, and sofa.
The rear section featured an extravagant large bed.
A glittering crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling, making the journey feel more like a vacation than a military campaign.
After entering, Dugu Feng calmly took a seat on the sofa.
Ye Lingling promptly sat beside him, securing the advantageous position.
This angered Ning Rongrong, who had followed closely behind.
But seeing Dugu Feng's displeased expression, she could only sit on his other side.
"Are you going to ask me who I'd save first if you both fell into water?" Dugu Feng asked coldly.
"Then who would you save first?"
"Then who would you save first?"
Ning Rongrong and Ye Lingling spoke simultaneously.
Dugu Feng's pupils contracted slightly. Indeed, women were the same across all worlds.
"Can't you tell that was a rhetorical question?" Dugu Feng said.
"Just tell us, Brother Feng, who would you save first?" Ning Rongrong clung to Dugu Feng's arm, coquettishly pleading.
"He'd definitely save me first! By order of acquaintance, I met Dugu Feng before you!" Ye Lingling glared at Ning Rongrong.
This provoked Ning Rongrong. "So what if you met him first? I won Brother Feng's heart before you did! I don't want to make things difficult for Brother Feng.
In our future household, I'll naturally be the principal wife while you'll be secondary!"
Ning Rongrong straightened her posture proudly, accentuating her full figure as she made her declaration.
Truthfully, Ning Rongrong had long anticipated that Dugu Feng would have multiple women, never expecting to monopolize him.
After all, this was a world where strength reigned supreme—how could a top-tier Soul Master have only one woman?
Even her father, Ning Fengzhi, maintained numerous wives and concubines.
But no matter how many women Dugu Feng might have, she was determined to be the primary wife.
Coincidentally, Ye Lingling harbored the same ambition.
Competing with a woman of Ning Rongrong's formidable background required immense courage, but ever since her Martial Soul awakened once more, Ye Lingling's confidence had soared, and she was unwilling to fall behind Ning Rongrong in the slightest.
Ye Lingling glared back at Ning Rongrong with equal intensity, yet she found herself unable to refute such blunt words.
She simply didn't possess Ning Rongrong's thick skin.
Dugu Feng was both amused and exasperated. "In my eyes, there is no distinction of rank—everyone is treated equally. But if anyone disobeys, they shall face domestic discipline!" His expression was stern, leaving no room for doubt that he was serious.
"What domestic discipline?!" Ning Rongrong's face flushed red.
"Pah!"
Ye Lingling spat in disdain.
"You'll find out when the time comes for enforcement. Or perhaps, Rongrong, you'd like a taste right now?" Dugu Feng retorted.
Ning Rongrong shook her head hurriedly. She knew all too well that Dugu Feng meant what he said—crossing him would only lead to trouble.
"One of you is my healer, the other my amplifier. You must work together harmoniously and present a united front against outsiders, understood?" Dugu Feng's voice deepened with authority.
Ning Rongrong leaned against Dugu Feng's shoulder. "Understood, Brother Feng..."
"Mm."
Ye Lingling acquiesced as well.
This satisfied Dugu Feng. Now this was more like it!
They were all on the same side—what was there to compete over?
"Show me your Martial Souls and levels. Learn about each other so you can coordinate better in the future!" Dugu Feng's curiosity was piqued once more.
This time, both Ning Rongrong and Ye Lingling cooperated fully, as if competing to prove themselves, they eagerly released their Martial Souls.
Ning Rongrong's Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda hovered above her right hand, surrounded by six Spirit Rings in the standard optimal configuration: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black.
"Martial Soul: Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. Soul Power Level: 65. First to sixth Soul Skills enhance strength, speed, soul power, mental power, attack, and defense respectively, with a 70% amplification rate!" Ning Rongrong's proud declaration echoed through the carriage as six streams of light encircled the pagoda before cascading brilliantly over Dugu Feng and Ye Lingling.
She had actually reached level 65—only three levels behind Dugu Feng.
It was clear that during Dugu Feng's intensive training period, she hadn't slackened in the slightest.
Still, Ning Rongrong felt slightly nervous until she stole a glance at Dugu Feng's smiling face and relaxed.
The two had trained together at Heavenly Dou Royal Academy since they were six years old. Though she had always lagged behind Dugu Feng, her diligent efforts had kept the gap narrow.
After consuming the Immortal Herb and developing her Core Pearl, her progress had accelerated dramatically. She never wanted to fall too far behind Dugu Feng.
Seeing his approval now, she turned expectantly to Ye Lingling. She remembered that during the last Soul Master Competition, Ye Lingling had been one level below her—surely she couldn't have surpassed her now.
Ye Lingling smiled faintly, her body radiating a vast, ethereal pink energy. From this aura emerged a single stem bearing twin blossoms—two pink begonia flowers swaying gracefully.
"Martial Soul: Saint Heart Twin Begonia. Soul Power Level: 66. Soul Skill: Healing."
She was one level higher than Ning Rongrong.
When Ye Lingling had absorbed her sixth Spirit Ring, she was at level 63. In this short time, she had advanced three more levels.
This demonstrated the extraordinary talent she possessed after her Martial Soul's reawakening.
Ning Rongrong's eyes widened in shock. How had her Martial Soul changed?
She immediately looked to Dugu Feng for explanation.
"My Martial Soul has evolved as well," Ye Lingling stated calmly.
Ning Rongrong immediately understood—this must be Dugu Feng's assistance, and she felt a pang of jealousy in her heart.
But moments later, she smiled again.
Ye Lingling was at least six years older than her, yet her Soul Power Level was only one rank higher—what was there to be proud of?
The older she gets, the faster I'll cultivate!
Although there was no distinction of seniority before Dugu Feng, secretly, both sides still competed. She was still at the optimal age for cultivation and was determined to surpass Ye Lingling in the future.
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