Douluo Dragon King: I, the wielder of the Holy Sword, will vanquish all evil.

Chapter 89 Mating
Everyone returned to the hotel to rest.

As night deepened, the hotel suite where Donghai College students were staying was still lit up.

Su Qiu was being bullied by Na'er, who was constantly rubbing his head.

Na'er even played with the little blond hair's tuft of hair on its head. This was a rare opportunity, and she was going to have a good time.

Tang Wulin and the others huddled together, repeatedly replaying the soul guidance video of the daytime competition.

Xie Xie pointed at the moment the Holy Sword was unleashed on the screen and exclaimed in astonishment, "Big brother, what is that?!"

"That's insane."

Su Qiu said weakly, "Ah, that's an essential skill for every swordsman, the Light Cannon."

Everyone was speechless; Su Qiu was talking nonsense again.

Xie Xie rolled his eyes: "Come on! What swordsman would know this? Do you think we're three-year-olds?"

Seeing their reaction, Su Qiu said matter-of-factly, "If you can't fire a light cannon, what kind of sword are you using?"

Wu Changkong, who was watching from the sidelines, twitched at the corner of his eye. Could it be that he really had let him down?

Gu Yue walked over with several cups of warm water and distributed them to everyone. Her gaze fell on Su Qiu: "Your martial soul is very special. With such terrifying power, the Federation and major forces will definitely be paying close attention to you."

Wu Changkong snapped out of his daze and said in a deep voice, "Gu Yue is right. The tallest tree in the forest is bound to be felled by the wind. Your performance in this competition has exceeded everyone's expectations. We must proceed with caution from now on."

His gaze toward Su Qiu was somewhat solemn. "A Soul Master defeating a One-Word Battle Armor Master. You should know what that means."

"Yes."

Showing off might feel good for a moment.

There are many things to consider afterward.

Su Qiu nodded: "I will be careful."

In reality, we only need to be wary of the Holy Spirit Cult. The likelihood of other forces targeting him is very small.

Although Shrek is bloated, he always has a legitimate reason for doing things.

The Spirit Pagoda. Su Qiu is a member of the Spirit Pagoda. Let Su Wuyan worry about it.

Moreover, due to Na'er's connection, Leng Yaozhu is on their side in terms of stance.

The Tang Sect doesn't need to worry; that's up to Mu Ye. The seniors of the Body Sect are scattered like stars across the sky, working for various organizations. The Tang Sect also has their share of them.

The Temple of War has even less to worry about, as it is subject to the Federation.

As for the Federation, those who know, know.

In a parliamentary system, the procedures for doing anything are extremely complicated.

Given Su Qiu's background, this process will never be completed.

The only thing to worry about is the lawless Holy Spirit Church; no one knows what crazy things they might do.

What Su Qiu didn't know was that the Holy Spirit Cult had already received the news, but they were too lazy to pay attention to him.

They are secretly doing something big.

We've reached a critical juncture; there's absolutely no need to create unnecessary complications.

Forget about geniuses, I don't know them. Even if Su Qiu is incredibly powerful, can he become a Limit Douluo within a few years?

After everyone finished chatting, they all returned to their rooms to rest.

I'm too tired today.

Su Qiu, unusually, did not meditate and fell into a deep sleep.

Night had fallen, and the only sounds in the hotel room were the faint noises of cars passing by outside the window.

Su Qiu was sleeping soundly.

Suddenly, the door was gently pushed open a crack, and a slender figure tiptoed in.

Na'er was wearing pink pajamas, her long hair cascading over her shoulders, and her purple eyes glowing in the darkness.

She walked to the bedside, leaned down and gazed at Su Qiu's sleeping face, and stretched out her fingertip, intending to poke his cheek first.

Su Qiu acted faster than he thought, quickly grabbing Na'er's outstretched hand.

"who!"

He then woke up.

"Na'er?" Su Qiu, who had just woken up, was still a little confused: "What are you doing?"

Seeing this, Na'er stopped pretending and pounced on him.

Her expression changed in an instant, and she sneered, "Brother Su Qiu was born to be eaten by Na'er." Su Qiu couldn't hold back.

Despite all the careful planning, before any of the major powers could make a move, Na'er struck first.

Su Qiu had just gotten up when she was tackled and stumbled, her back slamming heavily against the headboard.

He tried to struggle but Na'er held his shoulders down firmly.

Damn it, I haven't recovered from the daytime exhaustion, I can't win at all.

The girl carried a faint milky scent, and her purple eyes gleamed with a triumphant cunning.

Her hands began to wander restlessly over his body.

"No."

"Give up struggling, Brother Su Qiu, be a good boy."

Su Qiu felt utterly hopeless, knowing she was about to be severely humiliated by the little lewd dragon.

Na'er lowered her head, her nose almost touching his cheek, her voice sweet and cloying, "I haven't had enough of you yet!"

Su Qiu's face flushed red: "Let go! I'm going to get angry if you keep doing this!"

“Getting angry won’t help~” Na’er raised her chin triumphantly, and took the opportunity to pinch his cheek with her other hand. “Brother Su Qiu, just give in to me!”

The two wrestled back and forth on the bed, and Su Qiu was no match for her, with Na'er taking full advantage of her.

Finally, Na'er simply lay down on him, hugging his waist tightly like a koala, burying her head in the crook of his neck, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm not going back, I'll sleep here tonight."

After saying that, she closed her eyes and went to sleep.

"That's it?" Su Qiu stopped struggling.

Na'er rubbed her head and asked疑惑地问道, "Otherwise what?"

"Oh. That's all."

You should have said so earlier. Su Qiu thought she was going to be caught by the lecherous dragon and trained into Xing Nu.

It seems I was overthinking it.

Just treat it as having an extra pillow to sleep on.

Su Qiu breathed a sigh of relief, her body completely relaxed, letting Na'er cling to her.

The girl's breath was even and warm, spraying onto his neck and bringing a slight tickling sensation.

"Snapped!"

The lights were suddenly turned on.

Gu Yue wore a simple white silk nightgown, her long, ink-black hair casually draped over her shoulders, with a few stray strands falling across her forehead, making her skin appear even whiter than snow.

She was standing in the doorway, tilting her head.

"What are you doing?"

Su Qiu calmly chose to play dead. He was asleep now.

Na'er almost cursed out loud. She jumped off the bed and breathed out a long-lost breath: "Are you sick in the head?!"

"Why are you in Su Qiu's room in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Gu Yue's eyes, clearly not expecting Na'er to turn the tables on him.

"I saw the door was open, so I thought Su Qiu wasn't asleep."

She casually closed the door behind her and then walked over.

His tone remained calm: "I happened to have some personal matters to discuss with Su Qiu, so I came in to talk."

"But what are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

Na'er remained completely calm in the face of Gu Yue's questioning.

She answered matter-of-factly, "Can't you tell?"

"Of course I was launching a night raid."

Gu Yue was somewhat puzzled: "A night raid?"

Na'er stood with her hands on her hips and her chin slightly raised, looking like she was completely aboveboard. "It's rare for Brother Su Qiu to be unable to resist, so isn't it normal for me to raid him at night? But you, coming here in the middle of the night, are you trying to steal him from me?"

"Hmm, you're here to mate?" Gu Yue seemed to suddenly realize.

Na'er's face flushed bright red, reaching her ears. She pointed at Gu Yue, speechless for a long time: "What nonsense are you talking about! Who wants to mate!"

(End of this chapter)