Hearing Huo Wu's direct inquiry, Fu Ye merely smiled without giving her an exact, definitive answer. After all, if one were to calculate his true chronological age across his entire life's journey, he would already be around thirty-six or thirty-seven years old.
Of course, in a high-fantasy world, age was the single most trivial matter. This was especially true for a bizarrely unique place like the Douluo Continent. Every single time Fu Ye remembered that the old monster Tang Chen was hundreds of years old and already had full-grown grandchildren, yet still went out of his way to court Bo Saixi, Fu Ye felt that his own views on romance and love were exceptionally pure and righteous.
"You'll have to guess that one for yourself, little girl," Fu Ye replied, shaking his head with an amused chuckle. "But my strength is definitely not as weak as you think."
He spoke the absolute truth. As a supreme powerhouse whose current realm sat at the pinnacle of a Demigod—and who could effortlessly break through to become a Godking or even a Creator God whenever and wherever he pleased—if he were to state his true power out loud, Huo Wu and the others would most likely dismiss it as an absurd joke.
"Huh? You're not a Spirit Emperor?" Huo Wu's crimson eyes blinked with immense curiosity as she scanned Fu Ye up and down. Try as she might, she couldn't detect any overwhelmingly oppressive pressure radiating from his relaxed posture. "Don't tell me you're actually a Spirit Saint?!"
"Heehee, Brother Fu Ye is incredibly, wonderfully strong! Sister Huo Wu, you can be way bolder with your guesses!"
Wu Ling chimed in, resting her chin on the soft cushion of her chair as she smiled at Huo Wu. However, her attention was instantly pulled back to her own table.
"Ah! Zhuqing, Rongrong, you two are being so unfair! Leave a piece for me!"
To the girls, enjoying a meal with their beloved husband was a top priority. Just now, while Wu Ling had turned her head to tease Huo Wu, Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong had silently and elegantly accelerated their eating speed.
As a perfectly braised piece of thousand-year Spiritual Earth Dragon Tendon melted smoothly down their throats, a potent, comforting warmth instantly surged through their meridians, spreading into their limbs and bones. The three young girls temporarily fell into a rare, quiet bliss as they savored the divine culinary creation, while Huo Wu curiously poked her head over from the adjacent table.
"Whoa... what on earth are you guys eating? It smells absolutely heavenly!"
Late that night, inside the privacy of their luxurious inn room, the little cat girl Jiang Jing and the petite Princess Xue Ke—who served as the dedicated logistical support staff for the team—were thoroughly washing away every ounce of Fu Ye's daytime fatigue.
"Heehee, Sister Jiang Jing looks so incredibly adorable right now," Xue Ke whispered, her voice dripping with pure, innocent devotion as her large, expressive eyes overflowed with sweet affection.
Though both girls possessed small, remarkably delicate frames, their petite bodies harbored an astonishing, deeply passionate amount of energy when it came to pampering their beloved man.
Gazing out at the radiant hues of the early morning sunrise, Fu Ye let out a long, profoundly satisfied breath. The soft, velvety ears and fluffy tail of his little cat girl were truly addictive to stroke, and Xue Ke's absolute, tender attachment filled his heart with warmth. He readily admitted to himself that when faced with such overwhelming sweetness and loyalty from his harem, he had absolutely zero resistance.
"Let us enthusiastically congratulate the Tianshui Team for once again securing a flawless victory through absolute, overwhelming strength!"
Today, the Tianshui Academy Team went head-to-head against Kamikaze Academy. Having briefly crossed paths with Feng Xiaotian the previous evening, Zhuqing, Rongrong, and Wu Ling happened to be on the starting lineup for this match.
The resulting spectacle was nothing short of a tragedy for the Kamikaze Captain. Feng Xiaotian was immediately singled out and brutally targeted by the seven girls. His teammates were swept off the stage in the blink of an eye, leaving him entirely alone to be kicked around the arena like a helpless soccer ball by the beautiful girls of Tianshui.
In the end, he had to rely on his remarkably high-level acting skills, desperately playing dead on the arena floor just to escape the relentless onslaught.
However, to ensure that their opponent hadn't actually passed away, Yu Hairou had very thoughtfully stepped forward and poked his rigid body with her frozen ice spear. The result was instantaneous. Realizing his cover was blown and knowing the fury of a deceived Tianshui girl, Feng Xiaotian immediately leaped up and sprinted out of the arena like a startled rabbit.
Consequently...
Outside the stadium, Feng Xiaotian's entire lower half was completely encased in solid, transparent ice. Currently, he looked like a bizarre mechanical robot whose upper body could move while his legs remained firmly rooted to the center of a bustling capital street.
"Hey! Huo Wushuang! I treat you like a blood brother, and this is how you repay my brotherhood?!"
Finally, Feng Xiaotian reached the absolute limit of his patience. It was humiliating enough to be frozen solid and put on display in broad daylight, but that dog of a friend, Huo Wushuang, was actually holding a recording crystal, meticulously filming his entire embarrassing predicament from every single angle!
"Tsk, tsk. Feng Xiaotian, I currently hold the definitive, high-definition footage of you playing dead and fleeing the arena in pure terror. Tell me, what should you be calling me right now?" Huo Wushuang smirked grandly, winking playfully as he swaggered right up to his frozen friend.
"You absolute scumbag, don't you dare push me too far!"
"Oh ho? Pushing you too far? Don't worry, buddy, as your best friend, I am absolutely going to do something way worse than this," Huo Wushuang chuckled wickedly. He fully intended to broadcast this glorious footage to every single student back at Blazing Academy.
"Your grandmother's leg! I am going to— F***!"
Under the warm, relentless rays of the midday sun, the thick ice was no longer as impenetrable as it had been initially. With a ferocious roar and a desperate surge of his spirit power, the solid ice encasing Feng Xiaotian's legs began to violently fracture and crack.
"Holy crap! Brother, I know you're angry, but please don't be angry yet! Give me a ten-second head start to run!" Seeing the situation turn south, Huo Wushuang instantly turned tail and bolted down the street.
CRASH!
The ice shattered completely into a shower of sparkling shards. Feng Xiaotian glared at the retreating figure with a thoroughly murderous, vengeful expression.
"Run! I dare you to run! Hand over your life, you traitorous bastard!"
Meanwhile, inside a beautifully decorated dessert parlor just across the street, Fu Ye was relaxing with Zhu Zhuyun and Dugu Yan, happily enjoying some premium ice cream. The little cat girl Jiang Jing hadn't joined them today; because she had consumed far too much "fresh cream" during last night's intensive service, she was currently resting comfortably back at the inn to fully digest it.
However, despite Jiang Jing's absence, a very familiar, fiery face had joined their table today.
"Little Sister Huo Wu, you truly have an exceptional eye for men," Dugu Yan remarked playfully. Given her natural big-sister demeanor, she had instantly taken a liking to the blunt, passionate Huo Wu and took her in as a close sister. "But let me tell you a secret, little sister... this man Fu Ye is definitely not a good person~"
Listening to Dugu Yan and Huo Wu whispering and giggling together, the voluptuous cat goddess Zhu Zhuyun showed absolutely zero restraint. She leaned her soft, incredibly curvy body heavily against Fu Ye's shoulder, wrapping her slender arms tightly around his arm as she murmured softly into his ear.
"It's been three whole days since Zhuyun last shared a wonderful, blissful moment with Master. My heart feels so completely empty without you."
Zhu Zhuyun stared up at him with her large, dark, mesmerizing eyes, which were brimming with deep yearning, profound reliance, and a sweet touch of seductive vulnerability.
"Tsk, you little gluttonous cat," Fu Ye chuckled warmly. Feeling the soft, undeniable pressure of her voluptuous curves pressing against his arm, he reached out and gently brushed a stray lock of dark hair away from her flawless cheek. "But looking at your spirit power, you're about to break through to become a Spirit Emperor, aren't you?"
Hearing her husband's praise, Zhu Zhuyun offered a breathtaking, deeply affectionate smile.
"Heehee, naturally! Thanks to Master's endless pampering and wonderful gifts, I am already a Level 59 Spirit King."
Recalling the very first time she had encountered Fu Ye, she was merely a Level 36 Spirit Elder running for her life. In just over a year spent by his side, her strength had skyrocketed to the staggering height of Level 59. Without Fu Ye's divine guidance and the boundless resources he showered upon his women, it would have taken her at least another five to ten years of bitter cultivation to reach this level.
"Tell me, do you want to personally clash with your 'fiancé' Davis and his team during the tournament?" Fu Ye asked, a trace of a wicked, playful smirk dancing in his golden eyes.
The moment Fu Ye referred to Davis as her fiancé, Zhu Zhuyun blushed furiously and playfully punched his broad chest with her small, delicate fist.
"You are truly too wicked, Master! How can you say such embarrassing things out loud!" her cheeks burned a brilliant, beautiful shade of crimson.
Chronologically and politically speaking, Davis was indeed her arranged fiancé, but that was merely a cold, ruthless decree forced upon her by the Star Luo Royal Family. Before ascending to the throne of the Empress, Zhu Zhuyun had never allowed that man to touch so much as a single fingertip of hers. She knew with absolute clarity exactly what kind of degenerate Davis truly was.
Everyone knew about Dai Mubai's fondness for indulgence with twin girls outside, but Davis was far worse. Because of his supreme, undisputed status within the Star Luo Imperial Palace, he secretly kept a massive harem of countless young girls solely for his depraved amusement. He mistakenly believed he had concealed his dark habits flawlessly, but Zhu Zhuyun had uncovered his filthy secrets long ago.
The only reason she had originally been willing to play along with his political farce was solely for the absolute authority of the Star Luo Empress title. But now... her life beside Fu Ye was infinitely superior, safer, and infinitely more joyful. Nestled securely within his boundless love, there were no cold conspiracies or life-threatening assassinations—only absolute warmth, pampering, and a true family that cherished her completely.