Chapter 32: Liu Er Long: Being Your Woman Isn't Bad

"Newly found wife?"

Liu Er Long murmured, looking at Bibidong holding Qianxunji's arm, when a bold thought suddenly rose in her heart, and she asked in surprise:

"Bibidong, you aren't Qianxunji's disciple, how is that?"

Bibidong smiled upon hearing this, hugging Qianxunji's arm as she replied:

"I'm his wife, and moreover, the chief wife!"

"Ah?" Liu Er Long exclaimed in shock, staggering back two steps, pointing incredulously at Qianxunji and saying:

"You... you really are a pervert!"

Bibidong, upon hearing this, said indifferently:

"Liu Er Long, do you think this is perverted? Look who's on the bed."

Liu Er Long looked over and saw a huge bed placed in the center of the spacious Mishi.

On the bed, a woman in blue pajamas happened to sit up.

The woman had blue long hair, a beautiful face, a voluptuous figure, curvaceous, and her legs were fair and tender.

Thinking of what Bibidong had just said, Liu Er Long's heart rose with a bold idea, and she said in disbelief:

"Could it be, could it be that this is also Qianxunji's woman?"

"Congratulations, you got it right, too bad there's no reward!" Bibidong nodded.

"Good heavens!" Liu Er Long staggered back two more steps; she had originally thought she could be Qianxunji's only woman, which is why she reluctantly agreed.

But now, when she looked at Qianxunji's disciple and saw the woman approaching from ahead, she realized she was terribly mistaken.

At this moment, A Yin walked over on her snow-white long legs, gazing at Liu Er Long with a gentle smile, and spoke softly:

"Hi, hello, I'm A Yin, welcome to join our sister alliance!"

Liu Er Long felt it utterly absurd, originally wanting to ignore A Yin directly, but seeing A Yin's polite smile greeting her, out of courtesy she could only awkwardly smile and reply:

"Hi, I'm Liu Er Long, nice to meet you."

A Yin's gentle gaze swept over Liu Er Long; she knew Liu Er Long couldn't accept this yet.

After all, a woman who could cultivate to the Soul Saint realm at this age is, by nature, a heaven‑chosen pride of the continent, possessing her own arrogance.

Nor would she ever serve a man together with others, even if that man were the esteemed Pope of the Spirit Hall, Qianxunji!

Not to mention Liu Er Long's unwillingness; even A Yin was unwilling at first.

But after living with Qianxunji for a while, she let go of everything.

Qianxunji is handsome and tall, kind to women, and strong; where could one find such a perfect man? And what's wrong with having a few excellent women for such a perfect man?

Thinking this, A Yin stepped forward a few steps, reached out to take Liu Er Long's small hand, and said:

"Perhaps you can't accept it right now, but you will eventually know how good Ji Ge is; he truly treats his women very well, and..."

Saying this, A Yin's face flushed, and she spoke shyly:

"Moreover, he's very strong; a man with a Steel Body has no equal on the entire continent."

"Ah?" (⊙. ⊙)

Liu Er Long froze on the spot upon hearing this, suddenly recalling how she had previously struck Qianxunji with all her might.

She had thought Qianxunji would surely be gravely injured, but unexpectedly he suffered not a scratch, not even stepping back.

Good heavens?

Liu Er Long thought of Qianxunji's formidable strength, feeling only a chill rise from her feet, instantly spreading through her body, making her shiver.

At this moment, she had no thoughts, only knowing she was doomed.

Liu Er Long rubbed her hands together, trying to dispel the fear in her heart; she didn't want to continue this topic, so she asked again:

"A Yin, by the way, I come from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Family; what is your identity?"

"Right, A Yin, what is your identity?"

A Yin, upon hearing this, a blue light flickered on her body, the aura of a soul beast instantly emanating, and she smiled and said:

"I am a soul beast, a 100,000‑year Blue Silver Emperor!"

"What? You're actually a soul beast?"

Liu Er Long was utterly shocked; Bibidong being Qianxunji's disciple was bad enough, but the A Yin before her was actually a 100,000‑year soul beast, a Blue Silver Emperor.

Thinking this, Liu Er Long gave Qianxunji a look of utter disbelief, scanning him up and down, and exclaimed:

"You're simply a pervert; A Yin is a 100,000‑year soul beast!"

Qianxunji rubbed his nose, looked at Liu Er Long, and said:

"What's wrong with a soul beast? What's wrong with a Blue Silver Emperor?"

"In my view, although A Yin is a soul beast, she is kind‑hearted, gentle and lovely, and good to me; she is truly a virtuous wife and good mother."

"Compared to those venomous women, although A Yin is a soul beast, she surpasses them a hundredfold, a thousandfold, ten thousandfold."

A Yin, hearing Qianxunji's opinion of her, smiled warmly; her heart felt sweeter than eating honey.

Indeed, she hadn't misjudged; Qianxunji is no ordinary man, and he treats her exceedingly well.

After all, on a continent where everyone cries out against 100,000‑year soul beasts, every Soul Master who learns she is such a beast wants to kill her and take her soul ring.

Like a rat crossing the street, everyone shouts to beat her; she hides everywhere, cautiously.

On this continent, there is hardly any place for her to take refuge.

But Qianxunji not only did not take her soul ring, he married her as his wife, even protecting and loving her.

She herself resolved to bear Qianxunji a child; no, at least five children, to repay his love for her.

Thinking this, A Yin embraced Qianxunji's arm, her face full of love.

Liu Er Long witnessed this scene, hearing Qianxunji's words, and for the first time her impression of him greatly changed.

She had originally thought Qianxunji would stop at nothing to obtain her, even using her father, even threatening the entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, to force her compliance.

This is simply a despicable, shameless, unforgivable villain who will stop at nothing to achieve his goal.

But now, she feels that she was wrong.

How could an unforgivable villain possibly spare A Yin, this hundred-thousand-year soul beast, not kill her, not take her Soul Ring, but instead care for her and love her?

Liu Er Long understands better than anyone the value of a hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring to a Soul Master; on the whole continent, people would fight to the death over a ten-thousand-year Soul Ring, let alone a rare hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring.

Take herself, for example; if she possessed a hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring, her strength could at least increase severalfold.

Even now, although she is a seventy-something-level Soul Saint, if she had a hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring, it would be enough to defeat, even kill, an eighty-nine-level Soul Douluo without a hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring.

This is the value of a hundred-thousand-year soul beast and its hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring.

Liu Er Long gazed at Qianxunji with her beautiful eyes, and for the first time a thought arose in her heart.

Perhaps being Qianxunji's woman would be a wise choice. At least he would love himself; if she ever faced enemies, Qianxunji would definitely stand before her at once.

However, Liu Er Long looked at A Yin and Bibidong, then shook her head.

(End of chapter)