Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 517 Willing to Serve Young Master Xiao

"what?"

Looking at the trembling red-haired youth before her, Zi Yan's large, bright black eyes widened in disbelief as she exclaimed, "You mean, Xiao Yan is back?!"

"Senior Ziyan, I would never dare to lie to you, no matter who else I lie to."

Seeing this, Lin Yan quickly smiled obsequiously and said as flatteringly as possible, "If Xiao Yan hadn't returned, how could I have come back to Starfall Pavilion with him?"

After wandering around Zhongzhou for so long, Lin Yan sadly discovered that not only Xiao Yan, that freakish guy, but even Zi Yan had left him far behind, and he didn't have the slightest ability to put up a fight.

Is it really possible that cultivating alongside Xiao Yan will have such exaggerated effects?

No, that's not right. Strictly speaking, it should be that he's cultivating with Miss Ruoruo, since Xiao Yan isn't at the Starfall Pavilion.
Thinking back to how he had righteously refused the other party's offer of shelter, Lin Yan felt a surge of self-reproach, as if he wanted to slap himself.

Why show off if you can't do it?
Zi Yan was naturally unaware of what Lin Yan was thinking at that moment. Her mind was filled with the news of Xiao Yan's return, and she even had drool dripping from the corner of her mouth.

"Why didn't anyone tell me sooner that Xiao Yan was back, such an important piece of news as pills... no, I mean, Xiao Yan's return?"

Zi Yan wiped her mouth, her eyes gleaming with intense light: "No, as his senior, I have to go and comfort him!"

After saying that, Zi Yan looked around and, having made up her mind, headed towards the main peak.

Seeing this, Lin Yan's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly stopped her: "Senior Sister Ziyan, what are you doing?"

"Is that even a question? Of course, I'm looking for Xiao Yan!" Zi Yan waved her fist at him, somewhat annoyed. "What are you doing blocking my way? Get out of my way!"

Looking at the thumping fist, Lin Yan felt his hair stand on end, but he still gritted his teeth and stood in front of her, earnestly saying, "Senior Sister Zi Yan, you're rushing over here now, do you perhaps know where Xiao Yan lives?"

Without hesitation, Zi Yan replied, "Where to stay? That's easy. That guy will definitely stay at Sister Ruoruo's house. We can just go there to find him."

"That's the problem!" Lin Yan slapped his thigh, lamenting, "Think about it, knowing that the young couple is all lovey-dovey right now, why would we go and bother them? Wouldn't that just be making ourselves uncomfortable?"

"Hmm," Zi Yan hesitated, clearly somewhat persuaded by the other party's words: "So what do you mean?"

Lin Yan solemnly said, "Absence makes the heart grow fonder. Even if you're anxious to find Xiao Yan, you have to wait until he comes out of Ruoruo's place."

Upon hearing this, Zi Yan suddenly understood.

She slapped Lin Yan on the back and couldn't help but giggle: "I didn't expect you to be reliable sometimes. Not bad, not bad. You haven't wasted those years in Zhongzhou."

"Ahem, senior, you flatter me."

The sudden, immense force caused Lin Yan's face to turn a deep purplish-red, and he felt so uncomfortable that he almost coughed up blood.

He maintained a forced smile, but inwardly he was filled with sorrow.

Brother Yan, this is all the help I can give you.
However, at the same time, Xiao Yan and Xiao Yan, who were highly anticipated by everyone, did not become affectionate as expected, but instead fell into a long stalemate.

inside the room.

A man and a woman, both soaking wet, sat upright on the bed, one at each end, neither looking at the other.

After an unknown amount of time, the silence in the room was finally broken by a suppressed, extremely low cry of pain.

Xiao Yan covered his head, feeling extremely frustrated.

He was clearly in the right, but he still got beaten up when he tried to teach this vixen a lesson. And to make matters worse, he couldn't fight back at all. Was he destined to live a life of melancholy and subservience?
Xiao Yan truly couldn't understand why this enchantress, who usually presented herself as extremely considerate of men, would suddenly start acting unreasonably at such crucial moments.
Doesn't she know that men are human too, and they also feel ashamed when their bodies are seen naked?
"Forget it, I couldn't help but say some witty remarks because my soul was injured earlier. Consider it paying off a debt. This young master is magnanimous and won't hold a grudge against this vixen."

Thinking of the beating he had taken for nothing, Xiao Yan felt grief and indignation. He made up several reasons for himself before he calmed down a little.

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Hearing no sound from the bedside, he hesitated for a moment, but finally couldn't help turning his head.

"Ruoruo, she shouldn't be angry with me, right?"

Xiao Yan felt nervous and cautiously glanced towards the head of the bed.

However, the moment his gaze fell upon them, he suddenly met a pair of beautiful eyes that were also filled with worry.

For a moment, the two stared at each other, finding themselves in an extremely awkward situation.

Xiao Yan was stunned: "Ruo Ruo, you..."

"Stop overthinking. I was just worried about hurting you." Hun Ruoruo coldly turned her head away, saying indifferently, "You still have the mind to peek at me? It seems there's no need to waste any more Dou Qi on healing you, saving me the trouble." Hearing the other party's slightly guilty words, Xiao Yan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter, no longer in the mood to be stubborn, and lay down on the girl's soft bed as if his strength had been exhausted.

Laughter kept ringing in her ears, making Hun Ruoruo feel extremely uncomfortable. She couldn't help but angrily snap, "What are you laughing at?"

"With the college goddess caring for me, why can't I smile?"

"Who cares about you?"

Hun Ruoruo stood up, her almond-shaped eyes wide: "I already told you, I was just afraid of hurting you. If you were beaten into a fool, who would tell me about my mother? Who would come with me to venture into the Sound Valley? Hey, you're filthy, don't rub against my bed, do you hear me?"

Because of their earlier playful fighting in the pond, both of them were now covered in water stains. Xiao Yan rolled over on the bed, which naturally made them all dirty.
Seeing the girl's face darken, Xiao Yan realized the situation was bad and quickly forced a smile:

"Hehe, Ruoruo, what are you saying? We got wet too, we'll have to wash sooner or later. Don't worry, I'll take care of all the housework from now on!"

After saying that, he patted his chest vigorously, adopting a posture of taking full responsibility.

Hun Ruoruo snorted and immediately fell silent.

That's more or less.

Xiao Yan has never been someone who's always looking to take advantage of others. On the contrary, in her opinion, he's actually the most conservative one. If he meets a girl he doesn't like, he won't react even if she strips naked and tries to seduce him. That's pretty decent enough.
But what does it mean to leave all the housework to him from now on? Does he really want to be a stay-at-home dad?

Hun Ruoruo thought for a moment, and her pretty face became a little unnatural. This guy just came back from the Soul Palace, how come he has no ambition at all? Women are indeed the culprits that affect the speed of drawing a sword.

The girl fell silent for a moment, while Xiao Yan diligently tidied up the bedding, pulling the sheets out from under the mattress and folding them up. He was clearly very skilled at this, and his focused and serious expression made her somewhat lost in thought.

This guy is actually quite thrifty.
Phew.

With a chuckle to herself, Hun Ruoruo suddenly turned and walked towards the door: "Then keep up the good work, Young Master?"

"Hey, Ruoruo, you're leaving already?"

"She's still soaking wet. If she doesn't take a bath, wouldn't it be a waste of Young Master's good intentions?" Hun Ruoruo turned around and smiled. "Or does Young Master just like seeing her talking while she's wet?"

"How...how could that be!" Xiao Yan blurted out, but judging from his restless eyes, his words were clearly not very credible.

"whee."

Hun Ruoruo didn't expose his little tricks. With a quick step, she gracefully slipped out of the room.

"call"

Seeing the other person leave, Xiao Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense body relaxed considerably.

This vixen is really too difficult to deal with.

He's supposed to be the young master of the Starfall Pavilion, but on his first day in the territory, he's already been ordered to be a servant who washes bed sheets. It feels like his life is even worse than that of the Soul Palace.

After sighing for a while, just as Xiao Yan was about to put away the bedsheet, a rustling sound suddenly rang out outside the room.

The next moment, before he could react, a dark shadow covered in water had already covered several meters and was thrown swiftly toward the direction of the bed.

"Ok?"

Xiao Yan was startled. With lightning speed, he grabbed the dark figure in his hand and instinctively looked over.

"This, this is-"

Looking at the woman's clothes crumpled into a ball in front of him, Xiao Yan's pupils constricted, and his jaw almost dropped to the ground.

The faint, youthful scent that originally clung to the clothes became much stronger due to the water stains, like the sweet, refreshing scent of water droplets sliding off flower petals, intoxicating and captivating.

The fragrance wafted into Xiao Yan's nostrils, causing his hand, which was gripping his clothes, to tremble slightly.

If these were the clothes Ruoruo was wearing just now, then wouldn't she be...
"I almost forgot to remind you, Young Master."

A small head suddenly peeked out from outside the door, its face mocking and its eyes gleaming with cunning, like a seductive little fox. "Remember to do all the work properly, no slacking off!"

Xiao Yan's Adam's apple bobbed, and he stood at attention almost without hesitation: "Yes, sir!"

He suddenly realized that being a servant didn't seem so tiring after all.
(End of this chapter)