At the Continental Elite Young Soul Master Tournament, an intensely frigid phoenix descended into the center of the arena, nearly extinguishing all the flames of Blazing Fire Academy in an instant.
Witnessing this, the siblings Huo Wushuang and Huo Wu exchanged a glance, after which Huo Wu was the first to raise her left hand.
"Referee, we, Blazing Fire Academy, concede."
By this point, not only Huo Wu, but the other students of Blazing Fire Academy also felt the absolute suppression emanating from their opponent's Ice Phoenix. Their opponent actually possessed Ultimate Ice!
"Blazing Fire Academy admits defeat! Let us congratulate the Tianshui Academy team for securing their spot in the finals in advance!!"
As the referee's announcement echoed, the entire arena erupted into thunderous applause. In the eyes of the audience, Tianshui Academy had become an unstoppable star team.
What's more, the team possessed at least two Martial Soul Fusion Skills.
Most astonishing to onlookers was that the lineup Tianshui fielded each time was completely different, making it impossible for opposing teams to formulate an effective counter-strategy during matches.
On the high platform, Fu Ye was leisurely enjoying a massage from Xue Ke while being fed treats by the kitten-like Jiang Jing. Beside him, however, Xue Ye's face twitched slightly.
His son, Xue Beng, had been seriously injured the day before. Although the boy didn't dare to reveal the reason, Fu Ye was undoubtedly involved!
Yet, the opponent was simply too powerful. The royal family's high-level combat strength had been virtually wiped out in an instant.
It could be said that aside from the million troops stationed at the border, the Heaven Dou Imperial Family was now little more than an empty shell.
At that thought, his brow relaxed slightly.
'Don't be angry, there's no use of getting angry. Getting upset only harms my health. Let the Third Brother die—after all, I still have the Eldest Brother.'
"Brother Fu Ye, I have another secret to share with you today."
Just then, the ever-filial Xue Ke spoke up again.
She glanced back at Xue Ye, a sly gleam in her eyes.
Hearing her voice, nearly everyone on the platform turned their attention toward her.
But the little girl seemed suddenly shy under the collective gaze and quickly buried herself in Fu Ye's arms to hide.
"Hmm? What story is my little Princess Ke going to tell today?"
Hearing that Xue Ke wanted to tell a story, Fu Ye grew interested.
After all, it wasn't every day one got to hear royal family insider gossip—and the others present felt the same.
Fu Ye's strength was obvious to all; Xue Ye wouldn't dare make a move against him. And Xue Ke, once the most doted-upon little princess, undoubtedly knew far more dirty laundry than any of them!
Seeing this, Xue Ye sensed that something was wrong. 'What on earth is this rebellious girl planning to say?'
"Hehe, Uncle Xue Ye has a very… particular hobby. I just happened to see it by chance once."
Having said that, Xue Ke swept her sly smile across everyone present.
Xue Ye suddenly had a bad feeling. 'Could it be that little habit of mine—'
"He likes to wear his wives' underwear."
Xue Ke's words swept through everyone's minds like a bloody, yellow whirlwind.
Upon hearing this, Xue Ye's eyes widened. He slammed his armrest and stormed off in a rage.
It took a long while for everyone to recover from the shock. In that moment, the word FUCK was practically written across their faces.
Salas: 'Tsk, I never expected this old guy to be so… creative.'
Ning Fengzhi: 'What kind of nonsense is going through his mind? Disgusting!'
Fu Ye: 'Damn! Did I just hear something I shouldn't have?'
Xue Xing: 'Well, brother, you certainly have… more extravagant tastes than I do.'
Xue Ke: 'If you're going to be heartless, don't blame me for turning righteous and cutting ties! Hmph!'
Xue Qinghe (lurking in the shadows): "…"
"Ahem! I'll take my leave now, everyone. I still have team matters to attend to."
Fu Ye coughed twice and was the second to depart after Xue Ye.
In the stairwell on his way down, a handsome young man stood blocking his path.
It was none other than Qian Renxue, disguised as Crown Prince Xue Qinghe.
"Brother Fu Ye, it's been a while."
At that moment, Xue Qinghe looked at Fu Ye with a bitter smile. In her heart, it was Fu Ye who had stolen her sister's affection. Whenever she saw him, she couldn't help feeling a little displeased.
"Didn't we just see each other the day before yesterday?" In the end, Fu Ye had grown somewhat weary of Qian Renxue's willful and arrogant demeanor. She was stubborn and never knew when to yield.
Often, when he and Bibi Dong were spending time together, this glaringly bright third wheel would inevitably show up.
Fortunately, she still listened to Bibi Dong, so it wasn't too much of a problem.
As for her current defiant attitude toward him, it might have been because he'd once pinned her over his knee and spanked her for constantly pestering him.
Fu Ye had long forgotten how long that went on, but she had been limping when she walked away afterward.
Ever since, she'd always enjoyed making trouble for him.
Thinking of this, Fu Ye sighed.
Qian Renxue was an extremely proud young woman.
Aside from pretending to be Xue Qinghe in the Heaven Dou Empire, she would return to Spirit Hall to accompany Bibi Dong in reviewing documents and preparing for the Divine Examination.
…
Upon returning to Tianshui Academy, a group of girls rushed toward him in unison.
After all, the reason they could so easily defeat major teams now was largely thanks to the miraculous herbs and techniques Fu Ye had given them!
"Brother Fu Ye! We made it to the finals!"
Shui Bing'er's face was brimming with excitement. This was their first time participating in the Continental Elite Young Soul Master Tournament, and they had actually reached the finals!
"Mhmm!"
The little girl Wu Ling was equally thrilled. She had brought honor to her teacher and Grandmaster.
Seeing their enthusiasm, Fu Ye waved his hand.
"Alright, to celebrate our victory, I'll treat everyone to a feast!"
Hearing this, all the girls cheered.
"Awesome!"
"Feast! Feast!"
This time, Fu Ye brought out the meat of a hundred-thousand-year soul beast for the girls to enjoy.
However, preparing such ingredients was extremely troublesome, so Fu Ye took charge of the cooking himself.
The staff at the Gourmet Pavilion could only assist today—after all, they weren't strong enough to handle meat from a hundred-thousand-year soul beast.
That night's dinner was exceptionally lavish: braised paws from a hundred-thousand-year Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear, the heart of a hundred-thousand-year Evil-Breaking Dragon, and the lion's head of a hundred-thousand-year Three-Headed Lion Mastiff.
Although Xiao Wu was a soul beast in human form, she had no reservations as long as rabbit wasn't on the menu.
The meal was extraordinarily delicious, and they could even feel their soul power circulating at an insane rate.
"Pop!"
Someone's lower abdomen emitted a crisp sound—the telltale sign of a breakthrough.
Soon after, similar muffled sounds came continuously from the girls' abdomens. That single meal had directly elevated every one of them by at least one level.
…
That evening, in Fu Ye's dormitory.
Since one team still had to compete against the remaining squads to determine the final opponent, there was still a month left until the championship match.
The girls had been competing daily for the past half-month and were thoroughly exhausted.
"Brother Fu Ye, Bing'er is yours tonight."
"Sister Bing'er, that's not fair! Hai Rou wants to be first!"
"Hmph! No way—let Rongrong go first."
...
The early morning sky was clear, the air crisp and refreshing.
Fu Ye slowly opened his eyes and glanced around at the beautiful figures still asleep beside him, feeling a touch of helplessness.
Yet, he couldn't deny the sweetness of such moments—he cherished them deeply.
After ensuring Xiao Wu and the others were settled, Fu Ye quietly left the room.
To make it easier to travel to Spirit City and bring the girls along for some leisure, he had decided to stay at a hotel in Heaven Dou Imperial City for the next month.
Thanks to Tianshui Academy's consecutive victories, they had qualified early. The remaining teams still had two more days of matches to decide the final slot from the Heaven Dou division.
Just thinking about it, Fu Ye already knew which team would ultimately win.
Aside from the Heaven Dou Royal Academy team, no other squad came to mind.
He was all too familiar with Yu Xiaogang's tactics. Although Yu had been taken back and tortured by Bibi Dong recently, the clever strategies he devised had allowed his team to avoid all the strong opponents.
After all, Tianshui Academy was originally scheduled to face Heaven Dou Royal Academy, but the latter had conceded and entered the resurrection match instead.
The teams they encountered afterward were largely weaker ones.
The only real threats—the God Wind Team and the Blazing Fire Team—had already been wounded in their battle against Tianshui.
With two powerhouses like living Buddhas on the opposing side, Fu Ye saw no reason they wouldn't reach the finals.
But that was just as well. When the time came, Tang San and the others would get to witness the glorious scene of Yu Xiaogang locked in a cage like a dog, his tongue cut out and limbs broken.
By noon, Fu Ye was resting in bed.
The girls were busy training hard, so he finally had some time to himself.
The afternoon match had nothing to do with him, and he didn't need to worry about it in the slightest—so much so that Fu Ye didn't even bother going to the arena.
'That old man Xue Ye must be thrilled I didn't show up', Fu Ye thought.
Meanwhile, inside Heaven Dou Palace…
"Achoo!"
In the lavishly decorated hall, Xue Ye sneezed loudly.
A fawning woman lay beside him, but at that moment, he was wearing a pink strapless top.
Just as Fu Ye was settling in for a good rest before the gentle evening arrived, faint footsteps rustled outside his door, followed by a soft knock.
"Tap, tap, tap!"
The moment he heard it, Fu Ye already knew who was outside.
'Yiran? Why is this little snake visiting me at this hour?'
Puzzled, he called out, "Come in."
The door opened and closed quietly.
There stood a figure in dark blue attire—a fitted dress, cool pale skin, and short dark green hair.
It was none other than Meng Yiran.
"Good afternoon, Brother Fu Ye."
By now, Meng Yiran was quite familiar with him. Though she'd been somewhat aloof at first, her personality had grown much brighter under the influence of Zhuqing and the others.
Having joined Tianshui Academy relatively late, she'd initially struggled with the yoga training. Fu Ye still remembered the flustered expression she wore when he guided her hand-in-hand.
"Good afternoon. Is something the matter? Are you having trouble with your cultivation? Do you need my help?"
Fu Ye had always been kind toward Meng Yiran, the little snake.
"Not exactly, but I've been feeling a bit stifled lately. Since the matches are over, I thought I'd ask for Brother Fu Ye's help."
As she spoke, Meng Yiran casually sat down beside his bed, a faint smile glimmering in her eyes.
"Hm? Stifled? Did someone bully you?"
Fu Ye found it strange—he knew these girls well, and it was unlike them to gang up on anyone like bullies from a past life.
"Hehe, no, that's not it. Sister Bing'er and the others treat me very well. This stifling feeling… is mainly because of you, Brother Fu Ye."
With that, Meng Yiran slipped off her light-green leather boots and knelt gracefully before him, feet together.
Seeing this, Fu Ye sat up.
The sunlight was particularly warm today, and the lighting on the top floor was always excellent. With the bed placed beside a floor-to-ceiling window, both were bathed in golden rays.
"Huh? Because of me?"
But before Fu Ye could voice his confusion, Meng Yiran had already slipped softly into his embrace.
"Brother Fu Ye, I know I'm not particularly talented. Among Sister Bing'er and the others, my abilities are the weakest. I have nothing to repay you with… so if you're willing, please take me."
Meng Yiran had never been one to hesitate. When she liked someone, she pursued them actively.
Even if the outcome was rejection, she would have no regrets.
Yet the man she'd fallen for was a charming rogue who had already won the hearts of all her closest friends.
"You're quite an interesting girl. But once you board this pirate ship, there's no escaping," Fu Ye replied teasingly.
Hearing this, Meng Yiran channeled her soul power to tear her clothes away, revealing her flawless form before Fu Ye.
Her skin, pale and cool as jade, lent her an almost exotic beauty.
...
Time flew by, and a month passed in the blink of an eye.
Just as Fu Ye had anticipated, the remaining spot in the preliminaries was successfully secured by the two living Buddhas, Tang San and Tang Chuan.
Accommodations for the competing teams were arranged by the Spirit Hall. But who was Fu Ye? Bibi Dong, the Pope of Spirit City, was his first wife—so of course, he could live wherever he wished.
Inside Bibi Dong's private chambers in the Spirit Hall, Fu Ye was engaged in a rather… profound academic exchange with her.
"Dong'er, could you arrange something for me?"
Hearing his words, Bibi Dong nodded slightly, her face flushed.
"Hmph, I'm already yours. Just tell me what you want. We're already an old married couple—there's no need to be so polite with me."
Fu Ye chuckled at her teasing and… sped up a little.
"Help me arrange a room between the Heaven Dou team and the Star Luo team."
A glint of amusement flashed in Bibi Dong's eyes.
"Hmph, it's for those two little sisters from the Zhu family, isn't it? If I couldn't handle a scoundrel like you, do you think I'd let you have your way with those young girls?"
Though her words were sharp, there wasn't a trace of anger in her tone.
"Yes, my Dong'er is the best in the world."
To Fu Ye, Bibi Dong was the sweetheart of his youth. Of course, he was sincere toward the other girls as well, but Bibi Dong held a special place in his heart.
"Fine, I'll help you with this. But you're not going anywhere today. If you don't keep me company, I won't lift a finger for you."
Bibi Dong sniffed disdainfully. Fu Ye responded with a roguish smile.
Keep her company? Sorry—from the moment he took flight, happiness was inevitable.
As Fu Ye quickened his pace, Bibi Dong's pride plummeted from the clouds into the mud of the mortal world. After six spatial barriers were cast in succession, his dear friend finally drifted into unconsciousness by dusk.
But that was Bibi Dong's limit—not Fu Ye's.
"Sister Dong'er, I've already—"
Just then, an elegant girl in a distinctive silver-white broadcaster's uniform pushed open the door to Bibi Dong's chamber. As soon as she entered, she saw Bibi Dong fast asleep and Fu Ye sitting by the bed, gently tucking her in.
"Dou Dou, long time no see."
The girl was indeed Dou Dou, who had arrived three months prior. Before she could react, an invisible force lifted her into Fu Ye's arms.
"Brother Fu Ye…"
Dou Dou understood exactly what he had in mind. Glancing at the unconscious Sister Dong'er, her cheeks flushed bright red.
"My Dou Dou still smells so wonderful."
By noon the next day, Bibi Dong and Dou Dou were lying side by side neatly in bed.
Though Bibi Dong had reached the Extreme Douluo level, Fu Ye had given her an… extensive lesson the night before. Now, she couldn't even get out of bed.
"You bad guy." After a long pause, Bibi Dong could only muster these seemingly fierce words as she looked at Dou Dou lying beside her and Fu Ye's smug expression.
"Bad guy? It seems I, as your husband, haven't let my wife fully experience the joys of married life. Well, let's try again."
A wicked grin spread across Fu Ye's face. Bibi Dong paled at his words—absolutely not! If this continued, she would be completely ruined!
"No, no! If you keep this up, I'll ignore you from now on!"
Steam seemed to rise from Bibi Dong's head. This guy was utterly shameless! He knew she couldn't take anymore, yet he still teased her!
"Hmph, that's more like it."
…
The next day, in Spirit City.
Since Tang San had not revealed his Haotian Hammer, the Spirit Hall had no reason to hunt him down. Thus, all participating team members arrived in Spirit City safely the following day.
The city was even more luxurious than Heaven Dou Imperial City. As most residents were soul masters, and patrolling soldiers were a common sight on the streets, crime was a rarity here.
The previous night, Zhu Zhuyun had explained her situation to her sisters, and they had discussed it together.
The result was clear: united in their indignation, the girls pushed Fu Ye, Zhuqing, and Zhuyun out the door, telling them not to return until the next day.
Now, on the streets of Spirit City, Fu Ye held Zhu Zhuyun with his left hand and Zhu Zhuqing with his right, cutting a dashing figure.
Thanks to Bibi Dong's arrangements, their lodging was situated right between the Heaven Dou and Star Luo teams—so crossing paths on their way back was inevitable.
Dai Mubai had already become a father-in-law and broken off his engagement with Zhuqing, but the situation with Davis was far more… interesting.
According to data Fu Ye had purchased from the system over the past three years, Davis had been searching for Zhu Zhuyun all this time, even as he continued to live a carefree life.
Rumor had it his Prince's Mansion was now filled with beautiful young ladies from noble families.
"Zhuqing, Zhuyun, let's grab something to eat."
Spotting a restaurant ahead, Fu Ye felt a slight hunger pang.
Zhu Zhuyun was now a genuine Level 64 Soul Emperor, and Zhu Zhuqing had reached Level 55 Soul King.
And it wasn't just them—even Ning Rongrong, the little assistant of the Tianshui team, had soul power at Level 53, and Dugu Yan was now a Level 73 Soul Saint.
The strength of the Tianshui team was simply in a different league compared to the other participants.
"Okay, I'm a little hungry too."
Zhu Zhuyun always deferred to Fu Ye's decisions, while Zhu Zhuqing simply smiled and nodded.
If the years from age six to twelve had been a nightmare, then every day since meeting Fu Ye had been a dream of happiness.
Though there were many other girls besides her and her sister, Zhu Zhuqing felt no resentment. After all, they were all kind-hearted and got along without the petty intrigues so common in royal circles.
Thanks to Fu Ye's help, Zhu Zhuqing had already reached the Soul King realm—a level difficult for most to achieve even by age twenty-five—and her sister had advanced even further to Soul Emperor.
Zhu Zhuqing was deeply content with her life now… though it would be even better if Brother Fu Ye could be a little gentler during those intimate moments.
(^__^)
Fu Ye casually ordered the restaurant's signature dishes. Though he had once lived in the Spirit Hall, it had been a long time since he'd eaten here—even the staff in the front hall had been completely replaced.
As they waited, a tall, imposing young man with blond hair walked through the door, followed closely by five men and one woman.
...
"Boss! Give us all your signature dishes and specialties—and make it quick!"
The young man strode directly to the large round table in the center and sat down. When the owner saw the seven of them enter, his face lit up with delight.
"Of course! Please take a seat—your food will be out shortly!"
The six others trailing behind him also sat down without hesitation. The only woman in the group settled directly onto the blond youth's lap, her beautiful face radiating charm.
Those seated nearby couldn't help but watch with envy.
"Davis, who are you going to eat first… or would you rather start with me?"
That's right—this golden-haired, heterochromatic-eyed youth was Dai Mubai's brother, Davis. And judging by his current demeanor, he seemed to be living quite the indulgent life.
Hearing her seductive tone and taking in her alluring figure, Davis pulled her into his arms and kissed her passionately right in front of everyone.
"What do you think, my little fox?"
The surrounding diners couldn't help but swallow hard. After all, how could they ignore such a provocative scene?
Naturally, both Zhu Zhuqing and Zhu Zhuyun noticed what was happening. Yet, upon seeing Davis' behavior, Zhu Zhuyun merely smirked playfully—not a trace of surprise on her face.
"Zhuqing, you see? I told you—there's no real difference between Davis and Dai Mubai."
At that moment, Fu Ye was sitting between Zhu Zhuqing and Zhu Zhuyun. The two were whispering in front of him almost conspiratorially.
As for whether Zhu Zhuyun was angry? Hardly. She wasn't as naïve as Zhuqing. She'd already known what kind of man Davis was since she was twelve.
If it weren't for the engagement contract and the lure of becoming the Star Luo Empire's queen, she would never have pretended to be with him.
Fortunately, she'd set three strict rules from the start: he wasn't allowed to touch her before marriage. Otherwise, it would have been too late for regrets.
Soon, a cart laden with food was wheeled to the center of the restaurant, its rich aroma wafting through the room.
Davis and his crew immediately prepared to dig in.
But before they could even pick up their chopsticks, the food cart suddenly turned toward a table near the window.
"Sir, your order is served."
Davis glared angrily at the people sitting there—one man and two women. Just who did they think they were, daring to take what was his?
But before his anger could boil over, Davis realized that two of the figures looked strikingly familiar.
The sunlight made it difficult to see clearly, but as clouds drifted across the sun, shadow fell—and he finally saw exactly who was sitting there.
"Zhu Zhuyun!"
Davis's shocked outcry immediately drew everyone's attention.
After all, a soul master's life is often monotonous—no one wanted to miss what looked like major drama.
When Zhu Zhuyun heard Davis call her name, she simply turned and gave him a calm, indifferent glance.
At Davis's exclamation, everyone in the Star Luo team wore expressions of disbelief. Big Sister Zhuyun had been missing for two years—and now Davis was calling out her name to some girl?
The girl in Davis's arms frowned. Sensitive to his moods, she could feel his inner turmoil clearly. She chose not to speak, instead quietly snuggling deeper into his embrace without a word.
It was then that Davis finally shifted his gaze to Fu Ye, who was sitting to Zhu Zhuyun's left.
Rage burned in his eyes—his fiancée was in another man's arms! The insult was unbearable.
He rose slowly, roughly pushing the charming girl off his lap onto the seat.
"Ouch, Davis, that hurt!"
The girl's face contorted in pain, but her acting didn't make Davis look back.
"Zhu Zhuyun! I called your name—are you deaf?!"
Before he knew it, Davis had marched to within three meters of Zhu Zhuyun. But there, he found he couldn't advance another step, no matter how hard he tried.
"Zhuyun, try this steamed abalone—it's delicious."
Hearing Fu Ye, Zhu Zhuyun leaned forward to take the morsel from his chopsticks—but just as she was about to bite, Fu Ye pulled it back and ate it himself.
"Hmph, you big liar."
Zhu Zhuyun playfully punched Fu Ye in the chest. What she didn't expect was for Fu Ye to suddenly lean in and kiss her.
With Davis fuming nearby, they killed two birds with one stone.
Zhu Zhuyun's cheeks flushed crimson from the long kiss.
She knew perfectly well Fu Ye was doing this deliberately for Davis to see.
Three minutes passed in tense silence. No one made a sound—everyone could sense the explosive tension in the air. One wrong word could set everything off.
"So? Little greedy cat—did you like being fed that way?"
Fu Ye casually held Zhu Zhuyun in his arms, while Zhu Qing on his right rested her head gently on his shoulder.
Then all three turned to look at Davis—who was standing red-eyed and panting just beyond the barrier.
"Sir, control your emotions. Just because my two wives like to flirt with me doesn't mean you have to get so angry."
Fu Ye's tone was utterly relaxed. Then, to the envy of all onlookers, both Zhu Zhuyun and Zhu Zhuqing kissed him on either side of his lips at the same time.
Boom!
Boom!
Everyone who saw it had the same thought: they wanted to kill Fu Ye and take his place!
"You—you shameless—!"
But before Davis could finish his curse, a sharp sound cut through the air toward his face.
Smack!
Thud!
Davis was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, crashing hard into the restaurant's thick wall.
"Davis!"
"Boss!"
Seeing their leader struck down, the members of the Star Luo Royal Academy team wanted to retaliate.
But in Fu Ye's eyes, their resistance was as futile as ants trying to topple humans by lifting grains of sand.
Thud!
Thud!
In less than three seconds, he had slapped every one of them onto the restaurant walls—like living murals.
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