Douluo: Son of Destruction of Life, Supreme Creator!

Ning Fengzhi asked.

"Yes, yes. Father, I've made up my mind. I will marry no one but him. Even if I have to be his concubine, I'll accept it."

Ning Rongrong took a deep breath and spoke boldly.

Faced with such an unparalleled young man, she could lower her standards.

Even if they can't be together forever, she can accept it.

"You little brat, you're getting more and more outrageous. But if he really has such talent, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is willing to pay any price to win him over."

Ning Fengzhi said seriously.

This talent is unparalleled throughout history.

If Long Yuan can be won over, he can guarantee the future peace of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

It could even elevate the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's ranking among the top three sects.

“But what about Lin Yuan? His talent has been revealed, and his future is bound to be extraordinary.” Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath and said. He looked at Gu Rong, his tone tinged with hesitation.

“Father, I only regard Gu Linyuan as my brother, not my future husband. My heart is now completely devoted to Long Yuan, and there is no room for any other man.”

Ning Rongrong said solemnly.

Even if Gu Linyuan is able to resume his cultivation, having wasted six years, his future potential will inevitably decline significantly.

For human Soul Masters, the twelve years from the age of six when they awaken their Martial Soul to the age of eighteen are a foundation-laying period. Generally speaking, the higher they advance during this period and the more solid their Soul Power becomes, the greater their future achievements will be.

In the world of Soul Masters, it is almost impossible for someone to catch up and surpass others.

By adulthood, one's physical constitution is largely set. Unless one possesses a supreme treasure that cleanses the marrow and tendons, no matter how hard one tries afterward, it's unlikely to achieve great success.

Of these twelve years of foundation-laying, the first six years were the most crucial.

Gu Linyuan can be said to have wasted all six years of foundation-laying time.

In Ning Rongrong's eyes.

Even if Gu Linyuan possesses twin martial souls, he can only become an ordinary Title Douluo at most in the future.

Long Yuan, on the other hand, is an unparalleled genius throughout history.

He will suppress this era.

“Brother Longyuan is the real genius, and he is the one Rongrong likes the most.”

Ning Rongrong murmured.

Although she had never seen Long Yuan's face, she knew that no matter what Long Yuan looked like, she would like him.

"Rongrong. You..."

"Alright, alright. Rongrong, you must be hungry. I'll have someone prepare a dinner. Let's celebrate your return home first. As for these trivial matters, we can talk about them later."

Ning Fengzhi waved his hand.

He became curious about Longyuan, which Ning Rongrong had mentioned.

Although both possess twin martial souls, Long Yuan's strength is clearly much greater.

……

In the courtyard.

Gu Linyuan lay on a rattan recliner, his posture as languid as a cat sunbathing.

His head rested on Dugu Yan's lap, and he could feel the softness and warmth of the girl's legs on the back of his head.

The light fell on his face, illuminating his sharply defined features with exceptional clarity. His eyes were closed, his eyelashes casting a fan-shaped shadow beneath his eyelids, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, making him look extremely content.

His left hand hung limply on the outside of the recliner, a handful of sunflower seeds between his fingers, which he would occasionally bring to his mouth with practiced ease.

Dugu Yan sat on one side of the recliner, her back ramrod straight.

She looked down at Gu Linyuan, who was resting his head on her lap.

The sharpness and cunning of the past were gone from those purple eyes. In their place was an indescribable, soft, almost indulgent emotion.

Meng Yiyi walked out of the kitchen carrying a pot of freshly brewed tea.

Her attire today was completely different from the previous two days. A moon-white, high-waisted ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) made her resemble a quietly blooming white magnolia, gentle, serene, and understated yet breathtakingly beautiful.

"The tea is ready."

Meng Yiran held the teacup in both hands and handed it to Gu Linyuan.

"Try it."

Gu Linyuan opened his eyes, took the teacup, brought it to his nose to smell, and then took a sip. The tea soup was clear and sweet, with a faint floral fragrance. It swirled on his tongue and then slid down his throat, leaving a warm and pleasant aftertaste.

“Not bad.” He nodded.

Meng Yiran's eyes curved into two crescent moons, and a faint smile spread across her face.

"Stealing half a day of leisure from a busy life... such a life is not bad."

Gu Linyuan squinted.

These days, his cultivation has progressed too quickly, and his mentality has become restless as a result.

Now that his cultivation has broken through to the Soul Venerable level, he is no longer in a hurry to cultivate.

It's useless to be anxious.

Even if he is a genius, it would still take him at least a year to break through to the Soul Sect level.

Not in a hurry.

Sometimes, moving too fast isn't a good thing. Sometimes, you need to stop and appreciate the scenery along the way.

"Your clothes are nice. They look much better than before and suit your style."

Meng Yiran's temperament is like a delicate, newly blooming white magnolia, not suited to overly flamboyant outfits. That doesn't mean she can't wear them; occasionally changing her style creates a striking, contrasting beauty.

However, a slightly more capable style suits Meng Yiran's temperament better.

However, Dugu Yan has a bewitching temperament, so she can dress up in a more sexy way.

"I understand." Meng Yiran was delighted, and a smile bloomed on her face.

"what about me?"

"It looks pretty good too." Gu Linyuan gently pinched Dugu Yan's thigh. Dugu Yan was wearing super short shorts, revealing a pair of long and proud legs. Even Gu Linyuan couldn't help but take a second look.

Dugu Yan is a snake, with a naturally slender figure and legs that are noticeably different from other women. She is particularly striking when wearing shorts or a short skirt.

"So, what about what my grandfather said before? What have you thought about?"

Dugu Yan blushed.

She thought Gu Linyuan was pretty good too.

Grandpa was right. After what Gu Linyuan did to her, how could she possibly marry another man? Gu Linyuan met all her criteria for a partner.

Even if she needs to share with others, she doesn't really care that much. Her personality isn't that rigid.

Besides, as she cultivates, snake venom will likely accumulate in her body, and she'll still need Gu Linyuan's help then. Wouldn't it be even stranger to ask Gu Linyuan for help after she marries someone else?

"I don't think it's impossible. As long as you can accept me having three wives and four concubines, of course I have no problem with it."

Gu Linyuan met Dugu Yan's gaze.

His body is too well-developed.

He's now in his adolescence. He definitely needs a few considerate women.

Otherwise, he would feel stifled.

Life is short, so we should enjoy it while we can.

Chapter 51 Two women kiss, Ning Rongrong reunited

“I can accept it.”

"You can find any other woman you want. As long as you don't let me down."

Her voice trembled slightly, without her even realizing it, like the lingering echo of a plucked string.

She looked at Gu Linyuan's sharply defined face, which appeared particularly clear in the sunlight. He had sword-like eyebrows, bright eyes, a high nose bridge, thin lips slightly pursed, and a hint of a half-smile at the corners of his mouth.

A sudden impulse welled up inside her.

The impulse came inexplicably, without reason or logic. She had no time to think or hesitate; her body reacted before her brain could.

Dugu Yan leaned down and kissed him.

Her lips landed on Gu Linyuan's lips.

Her lips were so soft, so soft that they seemed like they would break open with the slightest bite and overflow with sweet juice.

She closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

She didn't know what she was doing; she only knew that if she didn't do it now, she would definitely regret it. As for why she would regret it, or what she would regret, she didn't know. Her brain had completely stopped functioning at that moment, leaving only instinct and impulse to drive her body.

She didn't understand why she had fallen for Gu Linyuan so quickly.

Perhaps, I am a woman who admires strength.

When Gu Linyuan revealed his unparalleled talent, she was immediately tempted.

Her physical submission may have started even earlier; she felt it as soon as Gu Linyuan touched her buttocks.

A woman's buttocks shouldn't be touched by a man. Since she couldn't kill Gu Linyuan, she had no choice but to marry him.

Gu Linyuan was stunned for a moment. He hadn't expected Dugu Yan to take the initiative to kiss him.

A hint of a smile flashed in his eyes.

Then he moved too.

One hand embraced Dugu Yan's slender waist, five fingers spread out, holding the soft curves of her waist.

Her waist was so slender that he could easily wrap his hand around it, with not an ounce of fat on her sides. His other hand rested on her hip, his palm against her full, soft curves, feeling the heavy, elastic weight.

Gu Linyuan weighed it in.