Douluo Continent: Huo Yuhao obtains the Flame Emperor template

Chapter 72 Dream of the Mortal World: Borrowing from the Slope!

With an innocent and carefree demeanor, Meng Hongchen confidently declared, "As long as I have a strong will and don't dwell on those things, I'm sure I can remain unmoved by temptation."

She is very confident in her self-control, and her feelings for Huo Yuhao are based on subjective consciousness.

However, Meng Hongchen felt that as long as she remained clear-headed, consciously controlled her thoughts, and didn't think about the bad things she liked to do, she could succeed.

Therefore, she certainly wouldn't be bewitched by the ten-thousand-year-old whale glue.

Meng Hongchen lowered her head slightly, looking at Huo Yuhao in her arms. His cheeks were rosy, and his breath was sometimes cool and sometimes hot, showing that he was trying to suppress it with his Ice Soul Power.

"Yuhao, the Ten Thousand Year Whale Glue does make people feel hot, but this heat is far from enough to affect one's mind."

Meng Hongchen spoke with a smile, full of confidence.

"My sister's Zhu Qing Ice Toad martial soul has a decent ice attribute, and she can control it completely."

She patted her chest with her other hand, which wasn't being held down by Huo Yuhao, showing no fear of the ten-thousand-year whale jelly: "My soul power cultivation is about to reach level fifty, so eating some ten-thousand-year whale jelly will only help improve my physical fitness."

"When I absorb the fifth spirit ring later, my age will also be higher."

Seeing this, Huo Yuhao loosened his grip on Meng Hongchen's hand slightly and asked in a very gentle tone, "Sister Meng, it's really hard to resist. Are you sure you want to eat it?"

Meng Hongchen noticed that Huo Yuhao's bright eyes were slightly dazed, and his originally fair cheeks and earlobes were flushed.

Huo Yuhao in this state gave Meng Hongchen a strange sense of pleasure.

Meng Hongchen reflected on herself, wondering how she could have such emotions when Huo Yuhao was in such a state.

She refused to believe it, her azure eyes filled with determination. She struggled to free her wrist, wanting to eat the small piece of ten-thousand-year-old whale glue in her hand and show it to Huo Yuhao.

Seeing Meng Hongchen's stubbornness, as if she had never suffered a loss, Huo Yuhao's eyes also showed a hint of helplessness.

This is the softened, millennia-old whale glue from the fire of the strange fire.

However, Meng Hongchen said it was all about improving his physical strength, so he didn't stop her anymore.

"Hoo..." Huo Yuhao's breathing was still noticeably hot. He braced himself with his arms and took the initiative to leave Meng Hongchen's embrace.

"Hey? Yuhao, what are you doing up here?"

Meng Hongchen felt a lightness in her arms and looked at Huo Yuhao with a look of confusion in her eyes.

Huo Yuhao thought for a moment: "Didn't Sister Meng say she wanted to eat it for me to see? Then let's both sit on the edge of the bed and neither of us should move, unless we can't resist."

"You don't need to take it so seriously."

Meng Hongchen wrapped her arms around Huo Yuhao, who was "very moist," and pulled him into her embrace again.

"Yuhao, you ate such a big piece. If you feel uncomfortable and want to hug me, I'm not going to stop you."

As she spoke, a hint of mischief appeared in her eyes: "If I manage to suppress the effects of the whale glue later, it means you were just using that as an excuse to seduce me."

Huo Yuhao raised his eyes to look at the delicate face so close to his: "Sister Meng, I won't lie to you. If you really can't handle it, eating it is like giving it away for free. I need to make things clear to you first."

"Otherwise, they'll say I did it afterward, that I knew it was too strong and didn't stop them, that I was just trying to take advantage of Sister Meng."

Meng Hongchen blinked. A freebie?

Yuhao, it seems you haven't figured out who the prey was from the very beginning...

Meng Hongchen chuckled, "It's okay, Yuhao. If your sister couldn't handle it either, it just means you really couldn't manage. Besides, I'm giving you a hug now."

Huo Yuhao managed a smile: "Since Sister Meng is so understanding, what else can I say? If you want to eat the ten-thousand-year whale jelly, then eat it."

Meng Hongchen was about to put the whale gelatin into her mouth.

As soon as he raised his hand, Huo Yuhao grabbed his pajama sleeve and pressed it down.

Meng Hongchen smiled warmly, her long, elegant eyebrows twitching slightly: "What's wrong, Yuhao? Are you afraid of being exposed and don't dare let your sister eat it?"

Huo Yuhao slowly shook his head: "No, this piece is too big. Sister Meng, please eat less first."

"If you can resist the urge, it's not too late to eat more whale collagen to improve your physical condition."

Meng Hongchen blinked and nodded slightly.

Anyway, the outcome is good for her. If she can resist, it means Yuhao is lusting after her body; if she can't resist, she can deepen her relationship with Yuhao.

In a sense, she fell in love with Huo Yuhao at first sight, so she was actually a pursuer and didn't lose out at all.

Meng Hongchen looked at the remaining Ten-Thousand-Year Whale Glue that Huo Yuhao had just left, picked up a small pinch, rubbed it between her slender white fingers, and licked her fingertip with her tongue.

The texture is alright, it's smooth and creamy, so why did it make Yuhao blush like this?

After a moment's hesitation, Meng Hongchen parted her rosy lips and tossed a small pinch of the ancient whale glue into her mouth.

Her throat moved as she swallowed, her fair, flawless neck gleaming.

Within seconds of taking the medicine, Meng Hongchen felt fine; the effects hadn't kicked in yet, and there were no unusual symptoms.

Huo Yuhao's eyes flickered slightly: "Sister Meng, are you serious?"

Meng Hongchen couldn't help but curl a beautiful smile at the corners of her mouth. Yuhao clearly didn't have the awareness of being the prey, or rather, the pursued.

What do you mean she's serious? She clearly wanted to shorten the time it would take to get to the point of marriage; there's no fakery involved, Xiao Yuhao.

She didn't say these words aloud, but instead looked down at Huo Yuhao in her arms and said confidently.

"Yuhao, I'm sure I can stay calm. You just need to figure out how to explain to your sister that you're so greedy—"

Before she could finish speaking, the effects of the Wan Nian Jing Jiao suddenly kicked in, and Meng Hongchen felt her cheeks burning and a heat rising in her chest and abdomen.

Her pupils widened slightly. Now that she was feeling the heat, Meng Hongchen's delicate cheeks began to flush, and her soft breaths became warm.

Meng Hongchen quickly used the ice soul power of Zhu Qing's Ice Toad Martial Soul to suppress it.

However, even Huo Yuhao's Origin Ice Martial Soul, which surpasses the ultimate ice, could not suppress it, so how could Meng Hongchen easily resolve it?

"Sister Meng, your face is a little red, are you alright?" Huo Yuhao asked with concern.

Meng Hongchen bit her lip and did not respond. She took out a soul guidance device and pressed it, and then the door of the house was locked from the inside.

Huo Yuhao was taken aback. What did this mean? Did they feel they couldn't hold on any longer and were going to go with the flow?

Meng Hongchen's eyes flickered, and she casually asked, "Yuhao, I heard from Grandpa and Teacher Xuan that you had a very hard childhood, and that you had enemies in your previous country, right...?"

Huo Yuhao didn't understand why she suddenly asked this, so he used his original ice soul power to suppress it and remain calm.

A strange emotion flickered in his eyes as he took out some items from his storage soul tool, including a simulated and slightly modified White Tiger Dagger.

Huo Yuhao couldn't help but use his soul power to gently wipe the blade of the White Tiger Dagger.

"Yes, life is tough. My mother and I have been persecuted, and I want to avenge my mother."

Meng Hongchen's breathing became somewhat disordered. She didn't know why she had inexplicably asked about Yuhao's childhood. Her body felt indescribable, and her two fair and slender legs rubbed against each other.

That's really powerful...

Keep in mind that she was about to become a quasi-Soul King, and she had only eaten a little bit of the ten-thousand-year-old whale jelly, yet her body reacted so strongly.

Huo Yuhao hadn't even reached the Third Ring Road yet, and he'd already eaten so much; no wonder he couldn't help but hug her.

Fortunately, she took a small amount, so although her body reacted, she was not confused and could suppress some of the abnormalities.

Meng Hongchen took out the sketch Huo Yuhao had drawn earlier, spread it out on the bed, and looked at it absentmindedly, her tone noticeably gentler.

"Yuhao, you, your sister, and I... and Xiao, live and cultivate well in Mingde Hall."

"Once you grow up and have enough strength, you can avenge your mother yourself, and I believe it won't take you too long."

Meng Hongchen's gaze was gentle; she would look at the drafts for a while, then stare blankly at Huo Yuhao's profile.

"Even if your enemy is someone of high status, Yuhao, you should know... your sister Xiao and I, and even your grandfather's Mingde Hall, will support you."

As Meng Hongchen spoke, she seemed to find it a bit difficult to bear, her eyes turning to Huo Yuhao, whose expression was gradually returning to normal.

"Yuhao, are you feeling very bad?"

Although Huo Yuhao's face was still a little red, his eyes were clear: "I don't feel as bad as before, and my mind is still relatively clear."

Meng Hongchen murmured, "This ten-thousand-year-old whale glue is indeed very potent. I understand you, sister."

Huo Yuhao smiled and said, "Sister Meng is right. As long as you are determined and don't overthink things, it will indeed help to suppress it."

"Moreover, Sister Meng set a good example, which taught me a lot. I'm much better now than before. If I rest a little longer, I think I'll be fine."

"...That's good." Meng Hongchen said softly, her gentle breathing noticeably uneven. She pursed her lips and quietly looked at the drawings spread out on the bed.

By the moonlight, Miss Meng, sitting on the edge of the bed, had a faint blush on her beautiful cheeks and fine beads of sweat on her forehead.

The white bow at the neckline of her pajamas had become quite loose from her constant fiddling with it.

Meng Hongchen pointed to the breastplate sketch Huo Yuhao had practiced before, looked down at Huo Yuhao, and asked softly, "Yuhao, how do you plan to draw this in the future?"

Huo Yuhao thought for a moment: "Let's master drawing the other parts first, then we'll see what happens if the two of us..."

Before he could finish speaking, Huo Yuhao suddenly felt a tightness around his waist as a fair and slender arm wrapped around him.

"Yuhao, your body feels warm and cool, it's so comfortable."

Meng Hongchen's words seemed to contradict her earlier statement. She twisted her body and hugged Huo Yuhao even tighter.

Her martial soul already resonated with Huo Yuhao's, and coupled with the fact that the aura of his primordial ice soul power was superior to hers, Zhu Qingbingchan felt very moist as Huo Yuhao held her...

Meng Hongchen's eyes darted around, glancing at the White Tiger Dagger, which had been slightly modified and simulated, among the pile of items Huo Yuhao had just taken out.

"Yuhao, your dagger looks pretty nice."

"Yes, it's the only thing my mother left me."

"Why do your glasses only have one lens? Is there any significance to that?"

"There's no explanation. Back when I was fighting the Ten-Year Wind Baboon, my glasses fell to the ground and became a single lens."

The two of them chattered away...

As Meng Hongchen listened to Huo Yuhao recount his past stories, her eyes gradually became unfocused, and she didn't even know what she was thinking.

The presence of the ancient whale glue and the solitary man and woman stirred her emotions. She tried her best to restrain herself using the ice soul power of her Zhu Qing Ice Toad, but she couldn't quite control her mind.

It seems nothing works as well as hugging Yuhao.

Then Meng Hongchen rested her chin on Huo Yuhao's shoulder, her cheek gently brushing against him, and the soft breath of the girl reached her ear...

Huo Yuhao turned his head to look at her delicate, rosy face: "Sister Meng?"

Meng Hongchen winked at him: "Yuhao, I felt it too. The power of the Ten-Thousand-Year Whale Glue is indeed domineering. No wonder you couldn't withstand it just now, and you've been holding onto me for so long..."

As she was speaking, she pressed down on Huo Yuhao's shoulder and pushed him down... laying him on the bed.

Huo Yuhao was taken aback, and tentatively said, "Sister Meng, actually I can still hold back."

"You can't resist!"

Meng Hongchen blushed and glared at him angrily.

Huo Yuhao's eyes flickered slightly. Did Miss Meng plan this all along and then use it as an excuse to make trouble?

"Um, Sister Meng, I feel like I can hold on a little longer... Waaah—"

Huo Yuhao fell onto the bed, and before he could finish speaking, the noble Miss Meng grabbed his collar and silenced him by silencing his words.

Meng Hongchen's rosy and delicate face grew larger and larger in his vision.

Huo Yuhao raised his hand, wanting to support Miss Meng's shoulder, but she grabbed his wrist and pressed it firmly against the pillow.

Having no experience whatsoever, Meng Hongchen's arms began to weaken as she struggled to support herself.

Huo Yuhao wrapped his arms around Meng Hongchen's slender waist and gently patted her back, following the strands of her pure white hair.

Meng Hongchen felt comforted.

"Waaah—"

The inexperienced Meng Hongchen separated herself from Huo Yuhao, her eyes tightly closed and her cheeks buried in the pillow.

It's a shame that feels like you're taking the initiative but don't really know how.

Meng Hongchen buried her face and remained motionless; only her panting breaths could be heard.

Huo Yuhao gently stroked Meng Hongchen's soft back and whispered in her ear, "Sister Meng, I didn't lie to you, did I? Eating the Ten-Thousand-Year Whale Glue must be quite unpleasant, right?"

"Hmm..." came a muffled sound from under the pillow.

"My martial soul's ice attribute is higher than that of ultimate ice, and I couldn't suppress it for a while. I even advised you not to eat it, but now it's all for nothing."

"...It's not like I gave it away for nothing. I'm actually quite happy," Meng Hongchen said softly.

Although Meng Hongchen's face was not visible, her profile and ears were flushed.

Hearing this, Huo Yuhao obediently put his arm around her slender waist and asked softly, "Sister Meng, to be honest, did you have some ulterior motive before you ate the ten-thousand-year whale jelly?"

"No way..."

Meng Hongchen peeked out with one eye, secretly glancing at Huo Yuhao. She would never admit to borrowing the slope from him.

(End of this chapter)