Chapter 28

After a day of fighting, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing became increasingly familiar with and in control of their own power.

They returned to the hotel and took a bath.

"Zhuqing, I feel so great today. I never imagined that fighting as a Spirit Master could be this exciting and refreshing! I've been longing for this for twelve years, but because my martial soul is the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, which has no offensive capabilities, I could only hide behind the combat Spirit Masters. It was so stifling!"

After a day of fighting, Ning Rongrong herself felt an unprecedented sense of comfort; personally beating down those she couldn't stand was the most satisfying thing for her! "That goes without saying. All of this was given to us by Ma Hongjun; otherwise, we wouldn't be able to experience the power of the Phoenix Martial Soul!" Zhu Zhuqing nodded and said, "Let's continue to work hard in the future."

"Mm! I want to keep beating down more people!" Ning Rongrong waved her little fists and said.

"Heehee, Zhuqing, why are you so well-developed at this age?"

"Zhuqing, do you have feelings for Principal Ma Hongjun?"

Looking at Zhu Zhuqing's figure, Ning Rongrong revealed a cunning look and suddenly ambushed Zhu Zhuqing. Before Zhu Zhuqing could react, she was hugged by her, and Ning Rongrong's hands kept causing trouble in her great pride.

Zhu Zhuqing's delicate body trembled, she let out an "ah," and her face turned crimson: "Rongrong, what are you doing? I didn't expect you to be so indecent!"

"Don't pretend. You're cold and aloof on the outside, but you're actually quite sultry on the inside. Tell me quickly, do you like the Principal? Otherwise, I won't let you go!"

Ning Rongrong smirked.

"Ah, let go."

"Watch me grab you."

"Damn it. Watch my claw hand."

The two of them played and wrestled, moving from the floor to the bed.

Their clothes were disheveled.

If Ma Hongjun were here to see this scene, he definitely wouldn't be able to hold himself back.

Are women this open in private?

After this incident, the bond between the two women would only grow stronger.

After a moment, the two finished their playful scuffle, tired and panting, lying on the bed with their arms and legs spread out, looking at the lights on the ceiling.

"You like Ma Hongjun, right?" Zhu Zhuqing spoke first.

Ning Rongrong blushed: "Mm, the Principal is tall, handsome, and powerful, and he even bestowed such great power upon me. Of course I like him."

"I like him too, but my background dictates that I cannot be with him for long; it would only harm him... If you like him, take good care of him for me," Zhu Zhuqing said, feeling somewhat sorrowful.

In her mind, although Ma Hongjun was powerful, he still couldn't contend with the entire Xingluo Empire.

The Xingluo Empire was not as simple as it appeared on the surface. On the surface, there was only one Title Douluo, the Xingluo Emperor, but hidden in the shadows, the Xingluo Imperial Shrine held many powerful Title Douluo.

(Regardless of whether it's in the original work, this is my own setting, because I think the original work is very unreasonable. How can such a large empire have so few Title Douluo? Do you think it's reasonable? It must be because that little brat didn't think it through.) Although she didn't know exactly how many there were, there were certainly many.

"You have the surname Zhu; you are from the Zhu Family of the Xingluo Empire, right?" Ning Rongrong said.

She was the young mistress of the top-tier Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect; while others might not know about these feelings, she naturally knew a thing or two.

"Yes, it's me. I am the Third Princess of the Zhu Family. Being in the royal family, I have no control over my own fate. Since I was young, I haven't had freedom in marriage; I must marry Dai Mubai, the third son of the White Tiger Duke," Zhu Zhuqing said with dim eyes.

"Don't lose heart, Zhuqing. I don't think the Principal would deceive us. Since he said he could help you, then he definitely can. We must have confidence in Ma Hongjun." Ning Rongrong comforted her.

"If he succeeds, then he won't just have one woman. Do you mind?" Zhu Zhuqing asked.

"It's normal for the strong to have many women. My father has many women, and Ma Hongjun is so outstanding that we can't restrict him. In the future, there will definitely be more women by his side!"

"I'm starting to suspect that this Phoenix Academy is a harem he created for himself..."

Ning Rongrong didn't have much of a reaction; instead, she muttered to herself.

After hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing felt that the previous part of her words was quite reasonable, and the jealousy in her heart gradually faded. However, Ning Rongrong's later words made her start to fantasize as well.

"The most urgent thing for us now is how to explain our martial soul mutation. If we say directly that Ma Hongjun helped us with the Bloodline Binding, it will definitely make many people target him, and he will face many enemies," Ning Rongrong said.

Zhu Zhuqing said: "Why don't we go find him and discuss it?"

"At this hour, I wonder if he's asleep?" "Let's go over and see."

The two women tidied themselves up, held hands, left their room, and came to the room next door to knock on the door.

Inside the room, Ma Hongjun had no idea what had just happened between the two women, as he was immersed in deep meditation and cultivation.

Dense energy of heaven and earth gathered within his body, impacting his meridians and internal organs, constantly circulating through one cycle after another.

He faintly sensed that his soul power was about to increase.

Hum! The thought had just flashed through his mind.

The energy in his body reached a peak, directly completing a major leap.

His level 50 soul power had risen to level 51! "Finally completed a breakthrough of one level. Ever since level 30, cultivation has become increasingly difficult. While a powerful martial soul is important, the soul power energy I need to level up is several times that of others. Sigh~ leveling up is too slow."

Ma Hongjun slowly opened his eyes and sighed.

If his soul power quality were the same as everyone else's, he might already be a Spirit Douluo or even a Title Douluo by now.

Either of these two realms at twelve years old would be shocking enough.

Unfortunately, the ideal is plump, but reality is cruel.

"But it's okay, my soul power quality is strong. As long as I don't encounter anything too monstrous, I grow stronger when facing the strong in cross-level battles. If I can't beat them, I can still run away and come back for revenge after I get stronger."

"Next, the academy will gradually get on the right track, and I also need to continue refining pills and weapons to auction and earn money back."

Ma Hongjun murmured.

The next second, the door was knocked on.

He expanded his spiritual power and discovered that the visitors were Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing.

"The two women came over in their pajamas; could it be they want to share a bed with me?"

Ma Hongjun had an inexplicable fantasy in his heart.

He couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Regardless, his soul was also that of a transmigrator, and he was a normal male.

And he was at the age most sensitive to female beauty.

With two top-tier beauties coming to his room at night in their pajamas, any man would have fantasies, and he just happened to like a large bosom... presumably, there isn't a man who wouldn't like that, right?

He wanted three wives and four concubines, a harem of three thousand beauties; could that be his fault? It was not; it was merely the most fundamental nature of a man.

He got out of bed and opened the door.

A refreshing, heart-soothing fragrance wafted from the two women.

"Hongjun, are you asleep?"

"We have something to discuss with you."

Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong spoke one after the other.

"Not yet, come in."

After entering, they closed the door.

"Speak, what business do you have with me?"

Ma Hongjun asked.

The two women voiced their concerns.

(End of this chapter)