Douluo Dalu, a junior student, started his journey after being adopted by Bibi Dong.

She stared at the wisp of Qingqiu fox essence, her eyes somewhat lost in thought.

"Junior brother, what is this?" Her voice held a mixture of awe and longing.

"Why do I feel... I really want to possess it?"

Her fingers unconsciously reached out, wanting to touch that ball of light.

"You can consider it as the essence of a top-tier soul beast."

"You can try fusing them to see if it can improve your martial soul."

He didn't mention the Qingqiu Fox directly, because he genuinely didn't know if such a creature existed in the Douluo Continent.

Hu Liena felt the unsettling aura, and her fingers instinctively wanted to touch it.

But at the very moment of contact, he pushed Yue Qingge's hand back.

"This is such a valuable item... You keep it, I can't accept it."

Seeing this, Yue Qingge smiled and said, "Senior Sister called me a fool, but aren't you a little fool too?"

Before he finished speaking, he reached out his other hand and lightly flicked Hu Liena's forehead.

"This was originally meant for my senior sister. Only her martial soul will have an effect. It's better for me to play with her a little longer than to let her absorb it."

He gently touched the tip of her nose with his finger, and Hu Liena pouted as she slowly took the primordial energy from his hand.

Her joy was evident on her face; her eyebrows curved, and two shallow dimples appeared faintly.

"Then if I were to ask my junior brother..." She started to speak, wanting to say something to express her gratitude.

Before she could finish speaking, Yue Qingge covered her mouth.

"Stop talking nonsense, Senior Sister, why don't you try the fusion first?"

I will protect you.

Hu Liena nodded, her fingers rummaging through her storage ring, trying to find a piece of clothing.

She was still disheveled, with tattered fabric barely clinging to her body, which only served to make her look worse.

Yue Qingge saw through her thoughts: "What's the point of us being together? Let's just leave it at that."

She took a deep breath, sat cross-legged, her tattered skirt draped over her sides, revealing her fair and slender thighs.

She closed her eyes and used her soul power to guide that primordial energy, gradually merging it into her brow.

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The primordial energy rippled outwards from between her brows, then silently seeped in and disappeared.

About an hour later.

Hu Liena's body suddenly emitted a halo of daylight, completely enveloping her figure, leaving only a vague outline visible.

The light lasted for about the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, until she came out from inside, and only then did Yue Qingge notice her transformation.

She still had long blonde hair, but now a pair of cute fox ears had appeared on her head.

It's fluffy, with pinkish-white down on the inside and short golden fur on the outside, and it trembles slightly.

Her snow-white skin was even more hydrated, with a rosy glow, as if you could squeeze water out of it with a gentle pinch.

Those long, slender legs tilted slightly inward, knees slightly bent inward, calves together, ankles delicate, forming a graceful arc.

The previously tattered long dress could no longer bear the weight and was completely shattered, turning into pieces of fabric scattered at her feet.

Then she stood naked in the moonlight.

Feeling Yue Qingge's gaze, she stood even taller and prouder, displaying her exquisite beauty to him without any concealment.

A hint of shyness lingered in those alluring eyes, making

She is even more captivating.

Yue Qingge's fingers unconsciously landed on her ear.

He gently pinched it, his fingertips twirling the soft down, savoring the wonderful sensation.

After kneading for a while, he noticed that Hu Liena seemed a little uncomfortable.

Her body trembled slightly, and her breathing quickened. He then asked, his voice tinged with curiosity, "Senior sister, what did it feel like when I pinched your ear?"

"Mmm... Ha..." Every word in Hu Liena's voice trembled.

"It's a little itchy...and a little tingly...similar to when you tickle the soles of my feet...or maybe...a little more sensitive?"

Her ears trembled slightly in his hands, her eyes became hazy, her pupils dilated slightly, and her lips parted slightly, revealing her pink tongue.

Then Yue Qingge rubbed the area until it was numb a couple more times, her fingertips brushing over the most sensitive downy hairs at the base of her ear.

"I see!" he deliberately dragged out the last syllable.

This caused Hu Liena to glare slightly, her foxy eyes carrying a hint of reproach.

"Stop playing... It's getting late... If you don't rest now, it'll be dawn..."

"Then let me cuddle with Mom while I sleep?"

While Yue Qingge spoke of asking questions, her hands were always the first thing she did.

He had already reached out and grasped the naked Hu Liena.

He lifted her up in his arms.

The two were close together, or rather, Yue Qingge lay nestled in Hu Liena's arms, completely embraced by her.

He buried his face in her chest and affectionately rubbed against her snow rabbit.

His fingers were also restless, grasping the small yet full heart of the human heart.

This will help him sleep more soundly.

Hu Liena gently patted his back, her palms landing softly on his spine as she murmured, "Junior brother... sweetie... go to sleep..."

Her voice grew softer and softer, like a lullaby, slowly fading away in the night.

Yue Qingge closed her eyes, inhaling the faint fragrance emanating from her, and gradually drifted off to sleep.

The next day.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Yue Qingge and Hu Liena walked hand in hand into the classroom.

Liu Erlong, with her back to her classmate, glared at him.

Then, she turned to look at the students below the stage and began to speak eloquently and sarcastically:

"Hey, this guy is late every day, and he even brings other good students with him. He plays by himself, fine, but he also messes with other people. As for who it is, I won't name names, let's save face."

She paused here, her gaze seemingly unfocused.

She glanced at Yue Qingge.

"You two, please sit down."

The women below reacted in various ways, covering their mouths and chuckling.

Compared to Hu Liena's shyness, Yue Qingge was quite used to it.

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It won't hurt to talk about it; we'll still be pinching her fingers and playing with her when we get back.

Compared to previous cultivation methods, today's practice is more like a spiritual cultivation method, supplementing some basic elements.

After a long time, it was almost time for get out of class to end.

A dark figure landed outside the classroom, its face hidden by a hood.

"Teacher Liu, excuse me, could you please ask His Highness to come out for a moment?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Erlong gestured towards Ruoyue Qingge with his chin, raising it towards the doorway and giving a meaningful look.

He walked to the door, looked at the dark figure, and frowned in confusion.

"Sister Mo Yuan, what brings you here?" His voice was filled with surprise.

"Your Highness will find out soon," Mo Yuan said, her voice laced with unease.

A smile seems like a good thing.

As soon as she finished speaking, she pulled Yue Qingge by the shoulder, placed her hand on his shoulder, and the two of them disappeared from the spot in an instant.

The two did not go to Bibi Dong's private office, but returned to the Spirit Hall.

Unlike the privacy and darkness within the crimson knot, this place is more dignified and solemn.

Tall columns support the dome, sunlight pours in through stained glass windows, and a faint sandalwood scent fills the air.

Mo Yuan led Yue Qingge across the gate, where they saw the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School Master and two Title Douluos sitting to one side.

Ning Fengzhi sat upright in the guest seat, his blue robe accentuating his refined and composed demeanor, a perfectly timed smile playing on his lips.

Behind him, Sword Douluo Chen Xin stood on the left, his aura restrained yet his sharpness concealed.

Bibi Dong sat in the main seat, dressed in a phoenix robe and wearing a nine-phoenix crown, her fingers resting lightly on the armrest.

After sensing Yue Qingge's presence, the coldness on her face softened considerably.

"Qingge, come here, let me introduce you. This is Ning Fengzhi, the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and the lady next to him is his beloved daughter."

Yue Qingge said, following her gaze to look at Ning Rongrong.

The young girl was sitting upright beside Ning Fengzhi, her legs together and her small hands neatly placed on her knees, looking every bit the refined young lady.

She wore her hair in an adorable bun, with two wisps of hair falling from her temples. Her skin was fair and delicate, like a finely sculpted porcelain doll.

Although her features still retained a touch of baby fat, one could already see her future stunning beauty.

Especially those eyes, big and bright, lively and cunning, were staring at him intently.

"Sect Leader Ning." Yue Qingge nodded slightly in acknowledgment.

Then, he focused his gaze on Ning Rongrong, giving Ning Fengzhi a meaningful look.

Seeing this, Ning Fengzhi extended his palm and placed it flat in front of Ning Rongrong, making a "please" gesture, his face full of a warm smile:

"This is my beloved daughter, Ning Rongrong. Rongrong, quickly greet Princess Yue Qingge."

Perhaps because Ning Rongrong was in front of Ning Fengzhi, she was very obedient and did not cause any trouble.

The little girl nodded timidly, slid off the chair, stood still, clasped her hands in front of her lower abdomen, and slightly bent her knees, giving a standard greeting.

"Hello, Brother Yue Qingge." Her voice was soft and sweet, with a slight upward inflection at the end, carrying the unique crispness and charm of a young girl.

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Yue Qingge responded with a smile, revealing a gentle curve.

Then, he turned his gaze to Bibi Dong, his eyes questioning her.

Bibi Dong spoke slowly, her voice calm yet carrying an undeniable authority:

"Let the two of you leave and wander around the Spirit Hall on your own."

Some things are best left for the two of them to decide.

Ning Fengzhi breathed a sigh of relief, his tense shoulders relaxing slightly.

If you respect individual wishes, then there's room for discussion.

He lowered his head and gently patted Ning Rongrong's head, his palm resting on her soft bun:

"Rongrong, go ahead and play with your brother."

At that moment, Bibi Dong's voice quietly reached his ears: "You can take a look. If you accept, you can establish a marriage contract."

A thought struck Yue Qingge, and she replied telepathically, "Can this help Mom?"

Upon hearing his words, Bibi Dong smiled faintly.

Her voice carried a hint of helplessness: "A little, I suppose, but it's better than nothing."

"Then agree, as long as it works."

He then nodded slightly, indicating that he would leave everything to her.

Just fine.