The morning air was crisp, and the sky shone with a flawless, crystalline clarity.
Fu Ye slowly fluttered his eyes open, gazing warmly at the breathtaking sight of several beautiful, slumbering silhouettes tangled gracefully within the silk sheets beside him. A wave of light, affectionate helplessness washed over his chest.
Having a luxurious, soft harem of adoring women was truly a beautiful burden, but it was one he was more than happy to indulge in as much as possible. After carefully adjusting the blankets to ensure Xiao Wu and the other girls were thoroughly comfortable and warm, Fu Ye quietly slipped out of the master bedroom.
To make their upcoming journey to Spirit City easier and to give these precious young girls plenty of time to fully enjoy the capital, Fu Ye had decided that they would reside in the grandest luxury hotel in the Heaven Dou Imperial Capital for the remaining month.
Because the Tianshui Academy Team had achieved an unbroken, absolute streak of utter domination, they had secured their qualification early. However, the remaining teams still had to endure two more grueling days of combat to officially determine the final remaining spot for the Heaven Dou tournament division.
Thinking of this, Fu Ye already knew with absolute certainty which team would crawl their way to the very end. Aside from the Shrek Team—who were currently masquerading as the Heaven Dou Imperial Academy's second team—he couldn't think of any other possibility.
After all, Fu Ye knew Yu Xiaogang's pathetic, cowardly nature all too well. Although that hypocritical grandmaster was currently being locked away and ruthlessly tortured by Bibi Dong, the "petty tricks" and strategic bracket manipulations he had established prior to his capture had successfully allowed his team to bypass every single formidable opponent.
When Tianshui Academy was originally scheduled to clash with them, Shrek had instantly chosen to forfeit the match, directly dropping themselves into the revival bracket. Since then, the opponents they encountered had been nothing but a continuous stream of third-rate, utterly incompetent teams.
The only factions capable of posing a genuine threat to them—the Kamikaze Team and the Blazing Team—had both sustained catastrophic internal injuries and severe exhaustion during their prior clashes against the overwhelming power of Tianshui. Combined with the presence of Tang San and the dual protagonist auras within their ranks, Fu Ye couldn't find a single logical reason why they would fail to enter the finals.
But this outcome suited his plans perfectly. When the time came, it would be an absolute cinematic masterpiece to watch Tang San's expression drop into total despair as he witnessed his beloved master, Yu Xiaogang, locked in a iron cage like a filthy dog, his tongue completely severed and his limbs brutally shattered.
By noon, Fu Ye was relaxing comfortably on his grand bed.
The girls of the harem were currently utilizing every spare second to diligently cultivate their spirit power, leaving him with a rare, wonderfully tranquil afternoon to himself. The matches taking place today had absolutely nothing to do with him, nor did they require a single shred of his concern, so he didn't even bother to grace the arena with his presence.
He could easily imagine how utterly ecstatic that old fossil, Emperor Xue Ye, must be feeling knowing that the primordial terror known as Fu Ye hadn't shown up to the VIP viewing box today.
Meanwhile, deep within the grand luxury of the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace.
"Achoo!"
Emperor Xue Ye violently sneezed inside his magnificent, gilded bedchamber. Right beside him lay a beautiful noblewoman, her face completely plastered with a sycophantic, fawning smile.
However, at this exact moment, the mighty Emperor Xue Ye was lounging around while wearing a frilly, bright pink camisole lingerie dress... Ugh, absolute nightmare fuel.
Back in the luxury hotel suite, just as Fu Ye was preparing to take a peaceful nap to properly re-energize himself for the inevitable night of passionate mimos with his harem, the soft, rustling sound of hesitant footsteps echoed from the corridor outside, followed by a remarkably light, timid knock on his door.
Knock, knock, knock.
The moment the sound resonated, Fu Ye's omnipotent spiritual perception had already mapped out exactly who was standing outside his door.
"Yiran? What is this beautiful little snake girl doing coming to my room in the absolute middle of the day?"
Fu Ye felt a mild surge of curiosity, but a warm smile immediately graced his lips as he called out, "Come in."
The moment his words left his lips, the heavy mahogany door gently clicked open, a slender figure slipping inside before immediately closing and locking the door behind her.
She wore a dark, form-fitting green qipao with a provocatively short, hip-hugging skirt that perfectly accentuated her tight, rounded contours. Her flawless, cold-white skin contrasted beautifully with her short, exotic, emerald-green hair.
Who else could this enchanting creature be but the proud heiress of the Unrivaled Dragon and Snake Clan, Meng Yiran?
"Brother Fu Ye... good afternoon," Meng Yiran murmured softly, her large, expressive eyes shimmering with a mixture of intense nervousness and deep affection.
By now, Meng Yiran had become deeply familiar and intertwined with Fu Ye's life. Though she had initially maintained a haughty, icy, and tsundere exterior when they first met, under the warm, inclusive guidance of Zhuqing and the other girls, her sharp edges had completely melted, revealing a wonderfully bright, expressive, and deeply passionate personality.
Because she had joined Tianshui Academy significantly later than the core members of the harem, she had been completely unfamiliar with the specialized flexibility and advanced "yoga training" routines Fu Ye prescribed. Fu Ye could still vividly recall the intense, intoxicating crimson blush that had completely blanketed her beautiful face when he had personally, hands-on, adjusted her delicate limbs and guided her body into those highly demanding, intimate postures.
"Mmh, good afternoon, Yiran," Fu Ye said, shifting his body to lean comfortably against the headboard, his gaze locked onto her mesmerizing figure. "What's wrong? Have you encountered a bottleneck or some confusion in your cultivation that requires your husband to personally guide you?"
When it came to this beautiful, fiercely loyal little snake girl, Fu Ye had always held a remarkably soft spot in his heart.
"My cultivation is going well... It's just that..." Meng Yiran's voice grew slightly breathy, her porcelain cheeks tinged with a delicate pink. "Lately, Yiran's heart has been feeling incredibly stifled and heavy. Now that our official matches are temporarily over, I... I just couldn't stop myself from coming here to find you, hoping Brother Fu Ye could thoroughly help me relieve this pressure."
As she spoke those bold, incredibly charged words, Meng Yiran stepped forward with elegant, deliberate strides, walking straight to the edge of the grand bed. Her eyes were wide, burning with an unhidden, deeply intense adoration as she looked down at him.
"Hmm? Your heart is feeling stifled?" Fu Ye raised an eyebrow, a playfully wicked smirk forming on his handsome face. "Tell me about it. Don't tell me someone in the academy actually dared to bully my precious little snake girl?"
He knew the harmonious, deeply loving dynamics of his harem perfectly; the toxic, petty jealousy found in ordinary groups was absolutely non-existent among his women.
"Heehee, of course not! Sister Bing'er and the others treat me with absolute love and kindness," Meng Yiran chuckled softly, her voice dripping with affection. "The only reason my heart is feeling so overwhelmingly heavy and restless... is entirely because of you, Brother Fu Ye."
Saying this, Meng Yiran confidently slid off her light-green leather boots, revealing her delicate, porcelain-white feet. With a fluid, incredibly graceful motion, she crawled onto the mattress and knelt directly in front of him, her knees pressed together submissively.
Seeing her proactive display, Fu Ye sat up completely, his golden eyes locked onto her.
The midday sun was exceptionally warm, and because the penthouse suite featured massive, flawless floor-to-ceiling glass windows right next to the bed, both Fu Ye and Meng Yiran were completely bathed in a radiant, golden light, highlighting every flawless curve of her exotic body.
"Because of me?" Fu Ye asked, his voice deep and smooth.
Before he could even voice any further questions, the beautiful little snake girl had already completely discarded her lingering hesitation. Slideling forward like a sleek, graceful viper, she confidently poured her soft, voluptuous body directly into Fu Ye's broad, waiting chest.
"Brother Fu Ye... I know my innate talent isn't the greatest. Among all of Sister Bing'er's group, my potential is arguably the lowest," Meng Yiran whispered directly against his ear, her hot, sweet breath sending a delightful shiver down his spine. "I don't possess any supreme treasures or divine talents to properly repay Brother Fu Ye for everything you've given my family and my soul. So... if Brother Fu Ye is willing... please, take me completely today. Make me yours forever."
Meng Yiran was never a girl who indulged in pathetic hesitation or indecisiveness. The very moment her heart chose its absolute sovereign, she would launch a flawless, unyielding assault to claim her happiness. Even if the ultimate outcome resulted in rejection, she would face it with absolutely zero regrets.
Of course, she was fully aware that the magnificent man she had fallen desperately in love with was an absolute, unrepentant playboy who had already thoroughly claimed and cherished her closest sisters. But to her, that only made him infinitely more alluring.
"You truly are an incredibly fascinating, delightfully bold little girl," Fu Ye chuckled deeply, his powerful arms wrapping around her waist, locking her tightly against his warm, masculine frame. He looked down into her emerald eyes with absolute, possessive dominance. "But I must warn you, little snake... once you step onto my ship, I will never, ever let you escape for the rest of eternity."
Hearing Fu Ye's definitive, deeply possessive acceptance, a look of pure, unadulterated bliss erupted within Meng Yiran's beautiful eyes.
Without uttering another word, she instantly ignited her spirit power. With a sharp, controlled burst of energy, she cleanly tore her form-fitting green qipao from her body. In a brilliant flash of scattering fabric, her breathtaking, flawless, cold-white silhouette was completely exposed to Fu Ye's feasting eyes. Her skin possessed an incredibly unique, intensely exotic and porcelain-like luster, radiating a mesmerizing, irresistible beauty that left him thoroughly captivated.