Chapter 222 Lu Ming: Bibi Dong, be good!
[Emperor Lu Tian: Not bad, they're all pleasing to the eye. Who hasn't posted yet? Bibi Dong, what about you?]
Inside the Papal Palace, Bibi Dong's grip on the scepter tightened slightly.
Why should the Pope, a dignified figure, post selfies to please others like these little girls?
[Your Holiness: A pointless charade.]
[Emperor Lu Tian: Oh? I was originally planning to give away that 50,000-year-old spiritual soul bone as the grand prize, but since His Holiness the Pope isn't interested, then forget it.]
[The Pope:...]
Three breaths later.
[His Holiness the Pope: [Image]]
In the photo, Bibi Dong sits high on the papal chair with her legs crossed, exuding a noble and aloof aura. Her domineering presence is palpable, though her eyes seem to hold a hint of annoyance, which only adds to her desire to conquer.
Lu Ming smiled and casually tossed the soul bone into a red envelope, specifying that it should be sent to Bibi Dong.
[Emperor Lu Tian: Good boy.]
Bibi Dong received the red envelope and was so angry when she saw the word "good" on it that she almost crushed her scepter. However, she managed to suppress her anger when she felt the powerful spiritual energy in the soul bone.
Inside the side room.
Shui Yue'er had already received her "Jade Skin Cream" and was excitedly pulling Shui Bing'er to examine it.
"Sister, look at this! It feels so smooth on my hands!"
Shui Bing'er looked helplessly at her younger sister, but her gaze involuntarily drifted towards Lu Ming, who was sitting by the window.
Lu Ming closed the interface in his mind's eye and turned to look at the two sisters.
Under the lights, Shui Bing'er's long, icy blue hair cascaded down like a waterfall, and the wooden hairpin in her hair accentuated her ethereal气质. Her long legs, encased in white stockings, were faintly visible beneath her skirt, straight and slender, truly a sight to behold in the Douluo Continent.
Shui Yue'er was even bolder, moving directly close to Lu Ming, her delicate fragrance wafting into his nostrils.
"Brother-in-law, look, everyone's posting photos. Shouldn't we do something else?" Shui Yue'er blinked her big eyes meaningfully.
Lu Ming reached out and lifted Shui Yue'er's chin, laughing, "What do you want to do?"
"For example... try applying this Jade Skin Cream to other places and see if it's slippery?" Shui Yue'er's words were surprising, her face flushed, but she bravely did not back down.
Shui Bing'er, standing to the side, blushed deeply and wanted to scold her sister for being shameless, but found herself so weak that she couldn't even utter a complete sentence.
Lu Ming didn't stand on ceremony anymore. He stretched out his long arm and pulled Shui Bing'er into his arms as well.
"Since you sisters are so close, let's do it together tonight."
"Lu…Lu Ming…" Shui Bing'er exclaimed in surprise, feeling dizzy and falling into his broad chest.
She instinctively tried to struggle, but when she met Lu Ming's deep, ocean-like eyes, all her resistance instantly turned into a pool of spring water.
"I really like this wooden hairpin." Lu Ming's fingers gently stroked the wooden hairpin in her hair, then slid down her hair and landed on her stunning waist.
Shuiyue'er had already clung to him like an octopus, giggling, "Sister, just give in to your brother-in-law, it's bound to happen sooner or later anyway."
The night was enchanting, and the private rooms of Yundingju were filled with the warmth of spring.
The arrogance of the Ice Phoenix melted away at this moment, turning into gentle tenderness.
Those stunningly beautiful legs, illuminated by the red candlelight, created the most captivating scene in the world.
...
The next morning.
Sunlight streamed through the window and fell onto the bed, and Lu Ming got up feeling refreshed.
Seeing the two sisters still fast asleep, he did not disturb them. He left a note and two jade pendants for nourishing the body, and then left Yunding Residence.
When I returned to Blue Tyrant Academy, it was the students' morning exercise time.
As soon as Lu Ming entered the simulated training ground on the back mountain, a black figure blocked his way like a ghost.
Where did you go?
Zhu Zhuqing wore her signature black leather jacket, which accentuated her curves, especially the striking curves of her chest that rose and fell slightly with her breath.
Her clear, cold eyes were fixed on Lu Ming, her nostrils twitching slightly as if she were sniffing something.
Lu Ming stopped and looked at the ruffled kitten in front of him, then chuckled, "What? Checking up on me?"
"You smell of the sea," Zhu Zhuqing said coldly, "and… the scent of women. More than one."
Her martial spirit is the Netherworld Cat, whose sense of smell is incredibly keen.
Although Lu Ming's aura was faint, the sweet fragrance and unique icy aura were clearly those of the two sisters from Tianshui Academy.
"You have a good nose." Lu Ming didn't deny it, but instead took a step forward and got closer to Zhu Zhuqing.
Zhu Zhuqing subconsciously took a half step back, but Lu Ming directly grabbed her slender waist.
"Since you smelled it, are you jealous?"
"I didn't." Zhu Zhuqing turned her head away, but her ears were already turning red. "You are free, and that's none of my business. But... I want to become stronger, and you promised to teach me."
Stubborn.
Looking at her stubborn expression, Lu Ming's heart stirred, and he lowered his head to kiss her slightly cool lips.
Zhu Zhuqing's eyes widened suddenly, her body stiffened for a moment, and then she began to tremble violently.
She tried to push Lu Ming away, placing her hands on his chest, but she couldn't muster any strength.
After a long while, Lu Ming finally let go of her, looked at her pretty face which was already flushed, and whispered in her ear, "I promised to teach you, and I would teach you step by step."
"Now, let me cover up the smell on you first."
Before he finished speaking, Lu Ming flashed and carried Zhu Zhuqing directly into a secluded wooden house not far away.
That was a private training room that Liu Erlong had specially prepared for Lu Ming.
"You... it's still daytime..." Zhu Zhuqing's voice carried a hint of panic, but more so, it was filled with long-suppressed emotions.
"What's wrong with daytime? Does cultivation have to be timed?"
Lu Ming chuckled. At this moment, Zhu Zhuqing was like a tamed wildcat. Although she still had some claws, she had put away all her defenses.
The doors of the wooden house were tightly shut.
After an unknown amount of time, the commotion inside gradually subsided.
Zhu Zhuqing nestled in Lu Ming's arms, her usually cool and aloof face now filled with satisfaction and languor, just like a big cat that had eaten and drunk its fill.
"How are you feeling? Has your soul power loosened up?" Lu Ming asked, playing with a strand of her hair.
Zhu Zhuqing nodded slightly, her voice a little hoarse: "Yes, I feel like the bottleneck has loosened up a bit. Your... that kind of power is very pure."
She was referring to the immense life force within Lu Ming's body, which had a profound nourishing effect on her martial soul.
"Next up is the preliminary round of the Soul Master Competition," Lu Ming said. "Although you are fast, your attack methods are too limited. The power of the Netherworld Slash lies in its explosive power, not in prolonged combat."
"I will teach you a new movement technique, which, combined with your Netherworld Cat, will allow you to maximize the advantages of an agility-based attack."
(End of chapter)