Douluo Jueshi, world modulation mode

night.

Early in the morning.

Nan Qiuqiu is having trouble sleeping.

The unfamiliar ceiling brought a feeling I had never experienced before.

In the past, when she traveled with her mother to visit relatives, she had stayed at other people's houses before. But this house was really special; she felt it was her home, but it also didn't feel like it.

The events of the day disrupted Nan Qiuqiu's thoughts.

What is her relationship with An Zhen now?
From the morning's playful antics to Shrek Academy, entering the inner courtyard, following Senior Wang Dong to An Zhen's home, and then, as they say, living here.

Nan Qiuqiu felt completely confused.

What is going on?

Also, after dinner, does anyone not do anything in the evening? Do they just go straight to their room to sleep, or meditate in their bedroom?

"Dong Dong~"

A knocking sound suddenly broke the silence of the night.

"Qiuqiu~"

A voice called out, sending ripples through Nan Qiuqiu's heart. Lying on the bed, Nan Qiuqiu sat up abruptly, asking nervously, "W-what are you doing?"

Why isn't this guy sleeping in his own bedroom so late at night? Why didn't he knock on her door?
It's not like I'm thinking of doing that kind of thing.

No, that won't work.

They haven't officially established a relationship.

This is progressing way too fast!

"May I come in?" Anzhen asked.

"Wait...wait a minute!" Nan Qiuqiu hurriedly got up.

"Click~"

The door opened.

Nan Qiuqiu, her cheeks flushed, came into An Zhen's view. Her slightly curly pink shoulder-length hair and her smart outfit had been replaced by a pink and white nightgown. A section of her fair leg was sticking out, and her white-socked feet were groping around the bed, looking for a shoe that she had kicked somewhere.

"Don't come in!" Nan Qiuqiu grabbed a pillow from behind and threw it at her.

“It’s too late.” An Zhen caught the pillow with a smile. “Some things are like broken things; they can never be put back into the same state.”

"What is this?" Nan Qiuqiu was speechless.

What kind of nonsensical words are these?

You could have simply taken a few steps back and then closed the door.

An Zhen casually closed the door, and with a thought, activated her power, and a large bed appeared beside Nan Qiuqiu's bed. She patted her hands to tidy up the pillows in her hands, and with a wave of her hand, An Zhen lay on the bed that had just been projected, her head resting on a pillow that smelled of a young girl.

"Alright." An Zhen looked at Nan Qiuqiu, who was sitting on the bed in a duck-sitting position, with her dark eyes. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight my ass!" Nan Qiuqiu said irritably. "This is a girl's bedroom! You're sleeping here!"

"There's nothing I can do," An Zhen said helplessly.

"I was kicked out by Sister Lexuan and the others."

In the early hours of the morning, after a small battle, Zhang Lexuan noticed some movement in Nan Qiuqiu's bedroom, so she asked An Zhen to "comfort" her new sister and strengthen their bond.

Anzhen blinked. "Qiuqiu, I think we shouldn't just see you as a weak girl."

“Of course.” Nan Qiuqiu raised her fair fist. “In the sect, among our generation, who doesn’t listen to me? They’re all my little brothers and sisters.”

“Yes, yes,” An Zhen echoed. “Qiuqiu, I consider you a brother and friend. Our relationship is very pure, and we can’t let romantic feelings get involved, or it will affect our brotherhood.”

The sincere voice, coupled with an unusual affability, made Nan Qiuqiu think carefully, and it seemed to make some sense.

“So,” An Zhen said seriously, “what’s wrong with good brothers sleeping in the same room? It’s a testament to our brotherhood.”

After saying that, An Zhen lay down and pulled on a corner of Nan Qiuqiu's blanket to cover her stomach.

"Hmm..." Nan Qiuqiu nodded subconsciously, then suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Wait a minute!?" Nan Qiuqiu's pink eyes fell on An Zhen. "So, in the end, you still just want to sleep here! And..."

Nan Qiuqiu pulled the blanket off An Zhen, "This is mine!"

Damn it, I almost let this guy get caught up in it.

“Qiuqiu!” Anzhen sat up, a look of disappointment on her face. “You have disappointed me so much. Do you remember when we first met? There was no romantic feeling between us, but we felt that we were destined to be friends. You even introduced me to the young ladies of other sects and families in Dragon City.”

“I really misjudged you!” An Zhen “scolded” her.

I consider you a brother!

"You actually mistook me for someone of the opposite sex in a relationship!"

"I'm so disappointed!"

As she spoke, An Zhen snatched the blanket from Nan Qiuqiu's hand, and as if she was sulking, turned to sleep on her side with her back to Nan Qiuqiu.

"I..." Nan Qiuqiu was speechless for a moment.

A pang of guilt suddenly crept into my heart.

She seems to really be...

Wait a minute? No, that's not right.

Nan Qiuqiu's gaze fell on An Zhen.

This guy ran into her room.

He slept in her room.

Her head was curled up on her pillow.

Her belly was covered with a blanket.

And now they're saying she's wrong!

"Anzhen!" Nan Qiuqiu instantly realized that she had been tricked.

A mountain seemed to press down on her, accompanied by a fragrant breeze. Nan Qiuqiu, straddling An Zhen's waist, reached out with both hands towards An Zhen's cheeks, shouting, "I'll fight you to the death!"

"Qiuqiu, we are good friends."

"I won't listen! Anzhen, I won't listen to a single word you utter!"

Two figures were entangled together.

Nan Qiuqiu tried to reach out and grab An Zhen's face.

An Zhen placed her hands on Nan Qiuqiu's arms to stop her.

The blanket was wrapped in their arms, and then draped over their bodies.

From the foot of the bed to the head of the bed.

From one bed to another.

Nan Qiuqiu's hair was messy, and she didn't care how much her nightgown would reveal during the process. Her only goal was to pinch An Zhen's face with her hands.

……

Next room.

Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao were pressed against the wall.

"It looks pretty intense." Wang Dong heard a lot of noise.

Xiao Xiao felt a little uncertain, "It shouldn't be what we're thinking, right?"

Xiao Xiao clapped her hands. "Shouldn't it be this sound?"

"Maybe the posture is different." Wang Dong pondered, then looked up and saw her best friend's strange look.

"Hehe," Xiao Xiao chuckled, "Wang Dong wouldn't have bought any books on this topic, would he?"

"Not yet...not yet!"

Wang Dong blushed.

"Then..." Xiao Xiao swiftly reached under Wang Dong's pillow and pulled out a book with the words "Must-Read for Women Before Marriage" on the cover. She casually flipped to a page and exclaimed in surprise, "It even has pictures!"

"Xiao Xiao!" Wang Dong, blushing, threw herself at Xiao Xiao.

A fight.

Although both of them had absorbed powerful soul bones, Xiao Xiao, who followed the path of a support-type soul master, was physically inferior to Wang Dong, who was an offensive-type soul master and possessed a beast soul. Soon, the book returned to Wang Dong's hands.

"Hmph~" Wang Dong stretched out her hands and looked at Xiao Xiao, who was pinned down by her, with a smile. "Come on, let Sister Wang Dong check Xiao Xiao's development for An Zhen."

"Hey?"

"Wang Dong, I was wrong!"

……

"I was wrong."

"The attitude was not sincere enough."

"I am right."

"Be bold!"

The battle on the other side is nearing its end.

After Anzhen released all the water from the Sea God Lake.

A small white-socked foot landed on An Zhen's chest. An Zhen lay on the bed, her gaze calm, her breathing steady. Nan Qiuqiu smiled, panting heavily; her somewhat flat chest was accentuated by the loose fabric of her pajamas.

"Speak!" Nan Qiuqiu's small white-socked feet, which were pressing against An Zhen's chest, moved upwards, threateningly saying, "Speak! You're wrong! You shouldn't have fooled Big Sister Nan Qiuqiu!"

“No.” An Zhen refused to give in. “Even if you step on my face, I will not yield!”

Nan Qiuqiu: ...

The girl didn't actually intend to step on An Zhen's face; she felt that even if it was playful banter between lovers, it was still rather inappropriate. The Heavenly Soul Empire had a relatively traditional mindset. Although she was a sect disciple and usually acted like a big sister, she was still quite proper in terms of etiquette.

"never mind."

Under An Zhen's somewhat disappointed gaze, Nan Qiuqiu sat back down on her bed.

"Alright, alright." Nan Qiuqiu pulled back the blanket she had fought so hard to get, her voice trembling slightly. "It's getting late. There are still a lot of classes on the first day for inner disciples."

"remember!"

"Don't cross the line between the two beds!"

In the pitch-black room, Nan Qiuqiu felt her face must be burning red; she couldn't believe how hot it was. She truly didn't know where she got the nerve to say something like that, letting a boy spend the night in her room!

"Qiuqiu."

"What?"

"Let me hold your hand."

An Zhen smiled as a fair, delicate hand emerged from under the covers and slowly reached towards him.

"That's all we have." Nan Qiuqiu's voice lacked confidence. "Don't push your luck any further."

Anyway, he'd already held my hand before. Now it's just a different place to hold it.

"Mmm." An Zhen gently stroked Nan Qiuqiu's hand, the strange sensation constantly stimulating Nan Qiuqiu's brain.

“The Rouge Dragon belongs to the lineage of the Golden Dragon King. Its Annihilation attribute is a lower-level Destruction attribute. Although it is a sub-dragon, it is not weaker than a true dragon in some aspects.” An Zhen suddenly said, “Qiuqiu’s mental strength is a bit weak. Later, I will get Qiuqiu a ten-thousand-year-old Dew of Longing for Autumn, and then go to the mental meditation room in the underground of the Sea God Pavilion for seclusion. This can enhance her mental strength in a short period of time.”

"What are you doing?" Nan Qiuqiu was a little confused by An Zhen's sudden seriousness.

"Make sure Qiuqiu's spiritual power can reach the Spirit Abyss Realm before her soul power level reaches level 70," Anzhen said. "That is, reach the spiritual level of tangible yet intangible form. Only in this way can your spiritual power withstand a 100,000-year-old soul spirit."

Nan Qiuqiu exclaimed in surprise, "A soul? Ten thousand years!"

"No, I can't." Nan Qiuqiu refused instinctively. "I can't take something so precious."

"Alright," Anzhen said, "Let's go to sleep. Tomorrow, Qiuqiu's teacher should be Sister Lexuan."

As soon as she finished speaking, Anzhen, who had been busy all day, closed her eyes. Strange spiritual fluctuations caressed her soul, and with a specific method of spiritual cultivation, she entered a sleep that was dedicated to nourishing her soul and spirit.

(End of this chapter)