Douluo Continent: The Peerless Tang Sect, Angels and Rakshasa Return

Chapter 103—The Art of the Bedchamber? Why is the Holy Maiden learning this?

Under Ye Xishui's tutelage, the inspiration hidden in Qian Lingyun's mind quickly burst forth with brilliant sparks, and some of her suggestions even made Ye Xishui frown and consider their possibility.

The two, one big and one small, talked about the use of soul power for several hours until the evil soul master who came to deliver breakfast knocked on the door, bringing them to an abrupt end.

"Hungry?" Ye Xishui asked. Qian Lingyun sniffed the aroma coming from the food cart and couldn't help but feel her appetite whetted. She nodded subconsciously.

"Let's eat first, then we'll talk." Ye Xishui waved towards the door, and the evil spirit masters who were delivering food entered one by one, pushing three food carts filled with all kinds of plates.

More than twenty plates of various sizes were placed on the dining table by the evil spirit master, who then unveiled them one by one to Qian Lingyun.

"This first dish is stewed earthworm tendons, made from a hundred-year-old earthworm-type soul beast," Ye Xishui said, forking a piece onto Qian Lingyun's plate and raising an eyebrow, "Try it..."

"Hmm." Qian Lingyun swallowed hard and chewed with difficulty. After a while, she asked with a dark face, "Why is it raw..."

"Isn't the original flavor good enough?" Ye Xishui said expressionlessly, picking up a piece of earthworm tendon and putting it in her mouth. She mumbled, "We rarely eat cooked food here. I hope you get used to it soon..."

"But I still want to eat something cooked..." Qian Lingyun lowered her head, looking at the plate of dragon's blood paste in front of her, tears welling up in her eyes...

"You should be content. Your food standards aren't much worse than mine. If you starve for a few days, everything you eat will taste delicious."

"..." Qian Lingyun's lips twitched a few times, and she forced herself to taste every dish.

Although most of these vegetables were raw, she could still accept some of the ones that could only be eaten raw.

For example, there's lobster sashimi, jellyfish salad, and all sorts of strange plants and fruits.

Qian Lingyun found the meal utterly unbearable, and even after the evil spirit master who delivered the food took away the plates, she still felt as if she had been in another world.

Similarly, this meal also revealed the Holy Spirit Church's powerful logistical capabilities bit by bit.

Putting everything else aside, this raw food breakfast, which most people wouldn't be used to, cost at least tens of thousands of gold soul coins, because all of these dozens of dishes were made from soul beast ingredients: dragon tendons, phoenix marrow, dragon blood, monkey brains, phoenix tongues...

After finishing their breakfast, the two studied the application of soul power for a while until Feng Ling rushed over. Only then did Ye Xishui reluctantly agree to let Qian Lingyun go to the next place to start studying other subjects.

After all... being a Holy Maiden of the Holy Spirit Cult is no easy task! A Holy Maiden of the Holy Spirit Cult must be powerful and professional in every aspect, without any blind spots.

Follow Fengling to a room filled with... peach and silvery hues.

Well, it's more like a special room in a couples' hotel than a room, setting aside the piles of weird torture devices and some toys that are... really fun to use.

Everything is normal.

It's not fair to blame Qian Lingyun for being unhelpful. She's still a virgin, and when it comes to things she's ashamed to talk about, she can only get a general idea. Naturally, she can't bring herself to say anything in detail.

On the large bed in the room, a glamorous woman peeked out and looked Qian Lingyun up and down with a rather mocking gaze.

The alluring woman's direct and passionate gaze made Qian Lingyun shiver, as if she were naked and being seen naked, which made her very uncomfortable.

Qian Lingyun instinctively crossed her arms and looked warily at this woman who clearly wasn't a good person.

"Pfft." The beautiful woman chuckled slightly and said in a coquettish voice, "Are you the Holy Maiden of our Holy Spirit Cult? You're quite the beauty in the making. Don't worry, I'll definitely mold you into a proper femme fatale!"

After saying that, the alluring woman got out of bed, her every move exuding the voluptuousness and charm of a mature woman.

"How old are you?!" Qian Lingyun asked subconsciously, but the beautiful woman, with a delicate, orchid-like gesture, scolded in a coquettish voice, "Oh dear, Holy Maiden, you're so annoying! How can you ask a lady's age so casually! But..."

As she spoke, the beautiful woman chuckled softly, and pink soul power fluctuations spread out in an arc from her in all directions. Even Qian Lingyun felt a change in the flow of soul power throughout her body.

"Goodness, this woman is absolutely seductive!" Qian Lingyun couldn't help but swallow, thinking to herself, "Even I, a woman, feel weak all over just listening to her talk. If it were a man, he'd probably be finished the moment she breathed a sigh of relief!"

"However, I might as well tell you!" The beautiful woman stood up from the bed, stretched and swayed a few times, her proud curves and strange outfit making one's blood boil.

It was a gold outfit made of very little material, which perfectly showcased the beautiful woman's fair and curvaceous figure.

Two slender golden ribbons wrapped around her snow-white breasts, which were at least G cup size, all the way up to her shapely collarbone. They crossed over her swan-like neck and finally tied around her black strapless bodice, which was no more than two fingers wide.

The thin black ribbons merely concealed the snow-white center, with most of the northern and southern hemispheres appearing and disappearing amidst the interplay of gold and black.

Looking down, only a golden silk scarf was wrapped around her waist, while the rest of her fair skin, such as her round, perky breasts and long, slender legs, was directly exposed.

"I am the last of the eight elders, and my title is Mei. I am sixty-nine years old this year. From today onwards, I will be responsible for teaching you interrogation, etiquette, makeup, and other evening-related courses."

After speaking, Mei Douluo gestured to Qian Lingyun and then bowed, causing her large, round breasts to tremble.

Holy crap, what the hell... I don't remember Ma Xiaotao and Tang Ya learning this. Why do I have to learn it? What does this mean? Could it be that the Eighth Elder died before Ma Xiaotao and Tang Ya arrived?!

Wait a minute, that does seem possible! In the original story, when Mu En went to the Sea God Pavilion to snatch Ma Xiaotao, he killed a Title Douluo evil soul master. Could it be this person standing right in front of me...?

Thinking of this, Qian Lingyun's expression became more varied. Her slightly pitying gaze puzzled Mei Douluo, but it did not prevent her from adjusting Qian Lingyun's demeanor.

She quickly tore off Qian Lingyun's clothes, circled her a few times, and slowly said, "Holy Maiden, your taste in underwear isn't very good!"

"What nonsense are you spouting?!" Qian Lingyun turned her face away shyly, a blush spreading from her cheeks to the roots of her ears. This thrilled Mei Douluo, who exclaimed joyfully, "Yes, yes, that's the angle! This expression is the most effective at arousing desire! I knew it! Any one of our Holy Spirit Sect's Holy Maidens is a femme fatale who could bring ruin to a country!"

"When did you say that?" Qian Lingyun looked at Mei Douluo with a helpless expression, feeling a wave of unease.

"Didn't I say that?" Mei Douluo paused slightly, muttering to herself, "It seems I really didn't say that!"

"..." Qian Lingyun stared at the woman in disbelief, thinking: [Are there really such unreliable evil spirit masters?]

Ignoring the strange micro-expression on Qian Lingyun's face, Mei Douluo waved his hand dismissively and said, "Then forget what I said before!"

(End of this chapter)