Douluo: The Unrivaled Demon Lord

Chapter 133 Ripples in the Morning, Ling Luochen's Torment and the Distribution of Immortal Herbs
The silver moon hanging high in the sky gradually sank into darkness, and the dawn's light pierced through the night. The sky on the distant horizon was already faintly white. At dawn, when all things awaken, a new day begins.

As time went by, the dawn grew brighter and warmer. The dark clouds that had gathered in the sky last night had completely dissipated, and the clear blue sky was a striking sight.

Good weather corresponds to a good mood. Lying on the fragrant bed, Shu Yan was surrounded by softness on both sides. The soft and delicate skin was like the finest jade. Just the touch of skin brought Shu Yan an indescribable and wonderful feeling.

Young and triumphant, with a beautiful woman in his arms, Shu Yan felt that nothing could be better than this.

"Well…"

A soft sob rang out first, and a moment later, Wu Ming snuggled closer to Shu Yan, one of her long legs pressing down on his lap under the covers. Her hand, as if guided by a GPS, groped all over Shu Yan's body, muttering as she did so:
"Sister Ruoruo, why is your body so hard? It's not as soft as before..."

Shu Yan found it somewhat amusing. He reached out and pinched Wu Ming's nose, and when the other opened his eyes in discomfort, he chuckled softly:

"Good morning, senior..."

Wu Ming's expression froze for a moment, then she lifted a corner of the blanket, then quickly pulled it back down. Her handsome face flushed crimson as the memories of last night flooded back. Wu Ming was so ashamed that she dared not look at anyone, so she simply covered her head with the blanket, not daring to look at Shu Yan again.

She couldn't understand what she was thinking yesterday, that she would do something so absurd and completely out of character under the "threat" of her best friend.

Shu Yan, however, didn't have as many thoughts as Wu Ming. He had vaguely sensed that Wu Ming liked him, but he was never quite sure, because Wu Ming herself couldn't distinguish between friendship and love; she was just too clueless when it came to feelings…

In other words, her feelings for Shu Yan depend entirely on how their relationship develops...

Now, Shu Yan is certain that Wu Ming is attached to him, or rather, only Shu Yan can truly win her over.

Thinking of this, Shu Yan ripped off Wu Ming's "fig leaf" and then, with a forceful pull, trapped Wu Ming completely in his arms.

"Senior, please take care of me in the future..."

Shu Yan lifted Wu Ming's chin, forcing her to look directly into his eyes.

Seeing Wu Ming's extremely shy appearance, Shu Yan's interest grew even stronger, so he simply kissed her red lips, forcibly pulling her into his rhythm.

When Han Ruoruo woke up, this was the scene she saw...

Her best friend, her face flushed, leaned on her for support, her eyes shimmering with moisture. Even Han Ruoruo couldn't help but feel a chill run down her spine at the sight... Wu Ming's appearance was simply too captivating...

"You two are being ridiculous, don't drag me into this... What kind of mess is this..."

Han Ruoruo covered her face with her hands, expressing strong condemnation and protest against the two people's behavior.

Wu Ming was so ashamed that she wanted to smash her head against the wall and die. She had no chance to resist and could only look to Han Ruoruo for help, hoping that her best friend could rescue her and get her out of her misery.

But when faced with Wu Ming's distress signal, Han Ruoruo simply turned her head away silently.

Seeing that asking Han Ruoruo for help was futile, Wu Ming turned to Shu Yan with a pleading look. Unfortunately, her actions not only failed to elicit Shu Yan's pity, but also made her suffering even more unbearable...

……

After everything is over.

Wu Ming barely opened her misty eyes and murmured something, but she was so tired that she couldn't even lift a finger. All she wanted to do was wrap herself in the cool silk quilt and sleep forever; her willpower was truly on the verge of collapse…

Previously, Shu Yan had shown no pity for her pleas, and Han Ruoruo had long since hidden herself away.

What frustrated Wu Ming even more was that, apart from occasionally offering a few words of comfort, Han Ruoruo seemed to be completely watching the show, observing her struggle in the mire without ever extending a helping hand...

This is the epitome of a fake best friend relationship!

……

The afternoon sun was gentle and warm. Han Ruoruo quietly got up, gave a soft spit, dressed, and prepared to wash up. At the same time, she called Shu Yan downstairs to have lunch...

As for Wu Ming… Han Ruoruo felt that she wouldn't wake up without several hours of rest…

Even though Shu Yan also gave Wu Ming an extremely large amount of life energy, that energy was still not enough to soothe Wu Ming's extreme physical and mental exhaustion...

Suddenly, she seemed to remember something, and then she quickly walked a few steps to the door, where she immediately saw Ling Luochen, who was still fixed in place.

A night and half a day had passed, and Ling Luochen had almost bitten her lips until they bled. The veil covering her eyes was already soaked with sweat.
Han Ruoruo couldn't bear to look, so she put away the Golden Rope and helped Ling Luochen, who was collapsing to the side.

Ling Luochen struggled to lift her head, her eyes also shimmering with tears. She laboriously sat up and then said in a hoarse voice:
"Sister Ruoruo, water..."

Han Ruoruo helped her down to the living room. Ling Luochen picked up the kettle on the table and gulped down the water until it was empty. Only then did she come to her senses, and her eyes became even more resentful as she looked at Han Ruoruo.

If she had known Han Ruoruo's punishment would be this terrible... she would have been better off kneeling before Han Ruoruo for a few days; at least that would have spared her this torment...

Han Ruoruo felt a slight pang of conscience, but the lingering reluctance in her heart, when she thought of Ling Luochen… then she softly said:

"Go back, take a shower, and get a good night's sleep..."

Ling Luochen hesitated, but her gaze kept drifting upstairs.

Han Ruoruo gave a soft snort. How could she not understand what Ling Luochen was thinking? The feeling of hearing and seeing but being unable to touch was very torturous. But Han Ruoruo was determined not to let Ling Luochen have his way. Then she smiled teasingly:

"Go back and get some rest. Come back and keep watch tonight... I can't sleep well without you here..."

Well, one night is hardly enough to make up for the price Ling Luochen paid for eating his first bite of meat.

Upon hearing this, Ling Luochen's pupils contracted, and a pleading expression appeared on her face. But before she could speak, Han Ruoruo spoke again:

"Remember what you promised me. I don't like disobedient kittens. Seven days, just seven days. If you get through this, I'll truly accept you. But at the same time, if you dare to secretly approach Ayan during these seven days... Hmph, even if you kneel before me to your death, don't expect me to accept you..."

Han Ruoruo spoke in the gentlest tone, uttering words that chilled Ling Luochen to the bone. Ling Luochen trembled, her desires making her restless. But she knew Han Ruoruo was not joking. Faced with this difficult choice, she finally nodded hesitantly and left Han Ruoruo's house with unsteady steps…

...It wasn't until sunset that Wu Ming, utterly exhausted, finally awoke from her deep sleep.

The soreness in her body made Wu Ming frown uncomfortably, but what surged in her heart was an indescribable sense of happiness and satisfaction.

Just then, the door opened and someone walked in. Wu Ming instinctively wanted to lift the blanket to cover her face, but when she thought that the young man in front of her was the person she would spend her life with, she stopped what she was doing. She just watched as Shu Yan took a glass of water and sat down on the chair next to her. Then he helped her up and brought the glass to her lips.

"Have some water, your lips are so dry..."

Shu Yan's gentle voice rang in her ears. Wu Ming looked up, rolled her eyes, and spoke in a slightly hoarse voice:

"This is all your fault! You never bully Sister Ruoruo, you only bully me..."

After a pause, Wu Ming added with a hint of resentment:
"They didn't even leave me any benefit..."

"Didn't I save some for you?"

Shu Yan coughed lightly, watching as Wu Ming drank the water in her cup in one gulp.

After drinking a glass of water, Wu Ming's chapped lips and hoarse voice were soothed, as if they had regained their vitality and become clear and crisp again.
"Can the two ways of staying be the same? You bastard, you're forcing me..."

At this point, Wu Ming felt both embarrassed and furious. She grabbed Shu Yan's arm and bit it hard until she tasted a faint metallic taste of blood before letting go.

Shu Yan chuckled. It hurt a little, but only a little. With his body's terrifying recovery speed, the wound disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"well…?"

Wu Ming blinked, looking at the scene unfolding before her with some surprise.

Seeing her adorable, bewildered expression, Shu Yan's smile deepened. He placed the cup on the bedside table and then chuckled softly:

"Stop looking! If you keep looking, you'll wear a hole in my hand..."

Wu Ming then realized what was happening. Somewhat embarrassed and angry, she flung Shu Yan's hand aside, and then spoke with a mixture of embarrassment and annoyance.
"Even if you beg me in the future, I will never look at you."

"Really? When did you develop such courage, senior...?"

Shu Yan kissed Wu Ming on the forehead, then placed the clothes Han Ruoruo had prepared beside the pillow, and said:
"Senior, please get dressed first, it'll be time for dinner soon... Hmm, Sister Ruoruo asked me what you'd like to eat, she'll cook it herself..."

Wu Ming was still fuming and didn't want to talk to Shu Yan. After forcing Shu Yan to turn his back, she quickly put on her clothes, glared at Shu Yan fiercely, and then ran to wash up.

Shu Yan didn't say anything; he'd just pamper his own woman...

After tidying up the messy room, Shu Yan went downstairs. As soon as he came down, he saw Wu Ming sitting on the sofa with her hair still wet. When she noticed Shu Yan, she snorted again. Then, a golden-red light flashed in her hand, and her flamboyant red hair was instantly dried by a wave of heat. The slightly thick moisture in the room was also evaporated, making it much drier.

Han Ruoruo came out of the kitchen carrying a pot of chicken soup. Seeing the way the two were getting along so differently than before, Han Ruoruo smiled lightly, not caring much.

If the two of them develop this kind of relationship and then maintain their previous way of getting along, Han Ruoruo would find it strange.

"Alright, stop staring at each other and come eat... By the way, Ayan, didn't you say you were going to give us a surprise?"

Han Ruoruo suddenly remembered this incident.

Wu Ming's gaze also turned over. Something that could surprise Shu Yan must be incredibly valuable and effective... It has to be said, Wu Ming was quite interested in it.

Looking at the two beautiful women's faces, each with a different style yet sharing the same curiosity, Shu Yan reached out and pinched both of their cheeks simultaneously, then smiled and said:

"Let's eat first, and then I'll give you a surprise. I guarantee you'll be satisfied..."

Han Ruoruo and Wu Ming exchanged a glance. They could clearly see each other in each other's pupils. Fortunately, they were very familiar with each other, so although they were a little shy, they didn't blush.

……

The dinner was quite enjoyable. After dinner, Han Ruoruo and Wu Ming pulled Shu Yan to the sofa. The two of them acted like they were interrogating a criminal, which made Shu Yan inexplicably want to laugh.

"Tell us quickly, what surprise do you have for us?"

Wu Ming was somewhat anxious. After entering the Soul Saint realm, even with the boost from the special cultivation room, her cultivation speed had clearly slowed down. In terms of potential, she was still far behind Han Ruoruo. In addition, with Shu Yan's strong comeback, her desire to accelerate her cultivation was stronger than ever before.

At least... she didn't want Shu Yan and Han Ruoruo to fall too far behind in terms of cultivation level.

Shu Yan glanced at her with amusement, then took out a ball of fiery red gelatinous substance from his storage soul tool.

"Here you go, senior. This is something every fire-attribute soul master dreams of. You're getting a good deal..."

The moment Wu Ming saw the flaming glue, his martial spirit suddenly trembled.

Her Three-Legged Golden Crow Martial Soul was already a top-tier beast Martial Soul that was no less powerful than Ma Xiaotao's Evil Fire Phoenix. Compared to the Evil Fire Phoenix Martial Soul, which was plagued by evil fire, the Three-Legged Golden Crow's Golden Crow True Fire was also the most powerful fire attribute below the ultimate fire. Moreover, compared to the Phoenix Evil Fire, the Golden Crow True Fire was significantly purer. Apart from making the owner a bit more irritable, its other drawbacks were negligible.

"What is this? It actually makes my martial spirit feel like it's about to be released involuntarily..."

Wu Ming carefully took the hot glue from Shu Yan's hand, then looked at Shu Yan and asked.

Shu Yan chuckled lightly, then spoke:
"I don't know if you remember, but ten thousand years ago, Tang San, the leader of the Seven Gods, used two peerless immortal herbs, the Blazing Apricot and the Eight-Cornered Mysterious Ice Grass, in a treasure land called the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well to temper his body with ice and fire. And this Blazing Glue is the essence of the Blazing Apricot from a hundred thousand years ago... The Blazing Glue I gave to my senior is more than enough to allow her to evolve her martial soul to the ultimate fire level."

"What!?"

As Shu Yan finished speaking, Wu Ming and Han Ruoruo both exclaimed in surprise...

……

(End of this chapter)