Eighteen Ghost Emperors of my ancestors, how dare you make me live in terror?

at the same time.

Another of the ten great academies for mastering demons in the Great Xia Dynasty is the Yama Academy.

On the second floor of a towering black tower that reaches into the clouds.

A young girl sat alone on a protruding platform, swinging her little feet in the strong wind, looking down at the academy hundreds of meters below.

Looking down from this height, the students running around in the academy look like tiny ants.

At Yanjun Academy, the Yanjun Tower is the best proof of strength and talent.

There are only ninety-nine floors in total, from bottom to top. The stronger a person is, the higher the floor they live on, a place that is looked up to by the entire academy.

"Xue'er, are you admiring the scenery again?"

A figure quietly appeared behind the girl; it was a composed young man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes.

However, he quickly dodged to the side, avoiding the sharp sword energy.

"If you dare call me that again, I'll slap you."

Ling Xue'er grinded her little tiger teeth with a smile, without turning her head.

"And you broke into someone else's dormitory without permission, Fang Jinxun, do you not want your position as the top student in the college anymore?"

Despite being scolded, Fang Jinxun smiled gently and said, "Then come and challenge me. I'm always waiting for you. I'll offer you the number one spot anytime you want."

Faced with the handsome young man's incredibly straightforward advances, Ling Xue'er simply scoffed.

"I'll get what I want myself. Don't think I can't beat you."

"I'll wait for you."

Ling Xue'er was too lazy to speak and looked down at the sea of ​​clouds.

Fang Jinxun stood quietly beside him, watching his back.

"We're going to challenge the S-rank dungeon next week. This time, three academies are sending people together. Our academy has chosen you and me. Our academy's attitude is that we must clear it."

Upon hearing this, Ling Xue'er's eyes lit up. Finally, something interesting was about to happen. However, she warned beforehand, "If you dare to protect me again, I'll take you down with me."

"Then I'll protect you too." Fang Jinxun smiled but shook his head firmly. "I'll also go to the Mountain Ghost Academy, but I don't know what kind of people will come out."

Fang Jinxun stopped short of making a point.

This time, Ling Xue'er didn't act like a troublemaker; she calmed down and looked into the distance.

"My sister's academy?"

I wonder how my sister is doing now.

I miss it so much.

Seeing the softening expression on Ling Xue'er's face, Fang Jinxun's eyes softened even more.

But the next moment.

But suddenly he saw a series of changing expressions on Ling Xue'er's face.

First came tenderness, as if they were communicating telepathically.

Then came surprise, as if they had discovered something unexpected.

Even Ling Xue'er was taken aback; he was very curious about what it was.

Then came a hint of shame and anger, as if she had personally experienced something.

This state lasted for quite a while, and he could clearly see that her delicate earlobes turned red.

Finally, there is anger.

This was the first time in all these years that Fang Jinxun had seen so many different emotions on the face of the girl in front of him at the same time.

"Ugh!"

"Where did this big pig's trotter come from? How could... how could it!"

"My sister is so foolish!"

"How could you give yourself away so easily!"

"hateful!!!"

A girl's angry voice suddenly rang out from the tower.

The burst of sword energy scattered the clouds in the sky.

"Aaaaaah!!!"

"I'll kill you! I'll kill you! I'll kill you!"

Fang Jinxun watched quietly as Ling Xue'er vented her anger until her emotions gradually calmed down.

"Xue'er...you."

Ling Xue'er stood at the very edge of the platform, her aura extremely unstable, her voice icy.

"When exactly are you referring to the S-rank dungeon next week?"

"Five days later."

Ling Xue'er didn't speak, holding her sword in her hand, and suddenly turned her head to look at him before leaving.

"Fang Jinxun, do you know why I've never fallen for you all these years?"

Why?

"Because you're so boring."

Ling Xue'er remained calm, but in Fang Jinxun's eyes, she was as dazzling and proud as ever.

"The boys I, Ling Xue'er, like will either be beaten to death by me or they will be able to subdue me. You are not one of them."

After saying her last sentence, the girl jumped straight down from the sky.

Fang Jinxun looked at the empty platform, where a certain aura seemed to linger in the air, and smiled.

"You may kill many people, but I believe there is no one in this world who can subdue you. Otherwise... you wouldn't deserve my affection."

.........

The downpour is about to stop.

In the warm bedroom.

Ling Xin'er stared blankly at the crystal chandelier above her head, feeling the intense heat beside her, unable to move even a finger.

It has an unreal, dreamlike quality.

Lu Ye picked up the goji berry water from the bedside table, took a sip, and the fire burned out again, this time exceptionally.

Having just reached the critical moment of breaking through to a higher realm, Ling Xin'er had boundless energy, so she was dealt with quite a bit.

Sizzle.

A dense aura of ghostly energy suddenly burst forth from Ling Xin'er's body.

"My body..."

Ling Xin'er was surprised to feel the restless, strange energy within her body.

It was as if an incomparably pure aura had been injected into her body, not only clearing away all the hidden injuries caused by her previous voluntary abandonment of her A-level demon-controlling ability, but also gently nourishing her entire body and quietly changing something.

It even pushed her cultivation level to the peak of the fifth realm at one point.

"It's okay, it's a normal reaction. You'll get used to it."

Lu was not surprised at all.

This is the hidden benefit brought about by his special physique.

Otherwise, why would Hongluan have become stronger so quickly after being with him?

Do you think that was Hongluan's own effort?

It happened very quickly.

The vibrant ghostly aura emanating from Ling Xin'er slowly disappeared, as if it had been swallowed up by something.

A hint of disappointment flashed in Ling Xin'er's eyes, but she didn't say anything.

Lu also knew that this was because of the great ghost inside her body; the ghostly energy had been drawn away by the great ghost.

"I'll find a way to help you solve this."

Just then, the bedroom door was gently pushed open.

Hongluan walked in at just the right moment, carrying a new dress.

"what!"

Ling Xin'er hurriedly covered herself with the blanket, glanced at the messy room and the torn clothes, her eyes filled with panic.

"It's okay, don't be shy, we're all family."

Hongluan gently comforted her, slowly approaching and sitting down on the side of the bed closest to Ling Xin'er.

Besides a new dress, she also carried a bathrobe.

"Put on a bathrobe first, then I'll take you to freshen up. We'll also change the sheets in the room."

Hongluan smiled knowingly, making Ling Xin'er blush. She was still not used to the situation.

"Let's go, ignore the husband for now, let's have a private talk."

Hongluan draped a bathrobe over Ling Xin'er and helped her to her feet. As Ling Xin'er stood up, she suddenly frowned, her body went limp, and Hongluan gently supported her as they left the bedroom.

"We won't be living with you, sir. The rooms on the second floor have already been cleaned up, so you'll be living next to me from now on."

In another exquisitely decorated bedroom.

Hongluan stood in front of the dressing mirror, gently combing Ling Xin'er's long hair after she had just taken a bath. Looking at Ling Xin'er's fair and rosy face in the mirror, she smiled and praised her.

"It's so beautiful."

Ling Xin'er lowered her head slightly, not daring to look at herself in the mirror, and spoke even softer.

"Thank you."

Hongluan smiled without saying a word, then reached out and lifted Ling Xin'er's chin, making her look up at herself in the mirror.

"From now on, you should call me 'older sister'."

Looking at her truly beautiful face in the mirror, Ling Xin'er didn't lower her head this time, but smiled faintly.

"Yes, sister."

Hongluan smiled and said, "After I've finished washing up, I'll have to go back again."

"Do we still...do we still want to go?" Ling Xin'er blushed uncontrollably.

Hongluan naturally knew what she was thinking, and patted her head, "My husband isn't someone who doesn't cherish people. He just said that on your first day in the household, he has a gift for you."