130: Chapter 130: Liu Xiahui is nothing more than this.

That night.

Yelaixiang Inn, second-floor guest room.

Xiao Ran sat cross-legged on the bed, eyes closed as he regulated his breathing.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.

"Young Master Xiao, it's me."

It was Bai Linger's voice.

Xiao Ran opened his eyes.

"Come in."

As soon as he spoke, the door was pushed open.

Xiao Ran looked up and was stunned.

At this moment, Bai Linger stood at the doorway, wearing a thin red gauze gown.

The dress was so thin it was almost transparent, faintly outlining her exquisite figure.

Most importantly, three points were clearly visible.

Two red and one black...

Bai Linger's dark hair was loose, and she wore light makeup. Her eyes flickered with a mix of shyness, nervousness, and... a deliberately suppressed charm.

In that instant.

Xiao Ran's eyes went wide.

"Holy crap!"

This girl, she learns too fast, doesn't she?

Seeing his expression, Bai Linger felt both ashamed and delighted.

Knowing her efforts that afternoon hadn't been in vain, she took a deep breath and stepped into the room.

The door closed behind her.

She walked up to Xiao Ran, bit her lip, and whispered.

"Young Master Xiao... let me serve you tonight."

Xiao Ran looked at her.

He had to admit, this girl certainly had the assets.

A pure face, a hot body, combined with this outfit...

It was the perfect blend of purity and sexiness.

If he didn't know about the White Emperor's scheme, he might have truly succumbed tonight.

Unfortunately...

Xiao Ran sighed inwardly.

On the surface, however, he maintained a gentle demeanor.

"Linger, you are..."

Bai Linger lowered her head.

"I... I want to give my father an answer as soon as possible. He... he's running out of time."

Xiao Ran sneered in his heart.

Running out of time?

That old geezer isn't injured at all; he could live another three hundred years without a problem.

But he didn't expose the lie; he simply reached out and gently pulled her by the waist.

Bai Linger's body trembled as she leaned into his embrace.

Xiao Ran whispered in her ear.

"Linger, you're so slutty today!"

Bai Linger looked up at him, her eyes filled with confusion.

"Young Master Xiao..."

She wanted to ask what 'slutty' meant.

But at that moment, Xiao Ran had already lowered his head to kiss her.

After a long time, their lips parted.

Xiao Ran picked her up and walked toward the bed.

"Tonight, I'll properly experience the results of your learning."

Bai Linger blushed and nodded gently.

...

An hour later.

Bai Linger lay limp on the bed, her body drenched in fragrant sweat, her face flushed with a satisfied glow.

Xiao Ran sat by the bed, gently stroking her hair.

"Are you tired?"

Bai Linger gave a soft hum of agreement.

Xiao Ran smiled.

"Go to sleep."

Bai Linger closed her eyes and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Xiao Ran looked at her sleeping face, a flash of regret finally appearing in his eyes.

Just now, he had used his hands again.

This girl probably wouldn't imagine in her lifetime that what she thought was the reality of being a couple was actually just... manual transmission.

"I'm a damn Saint..."

Xiao Ran mocked himself.

What man could endure such temptation without drawing his gun?

Back then, Liu Xiaohui at most remained unmoved while a woman sat in his lap.

He hadn't even drawn his gun after seeing her in transparent clothing.

"Sorry, little brother."

"Once this is over, I'll definitely make it up to you."

...

Meanwhile.

In the City Lord's Mansion, the secret chamber of the rear palace.

The White Emperor sat cross-legged, his aura circulating around him.

His face was still sallow, but his eyes gleamed with a sharp light.

"Tonight... that girl should take the initiative, right?"

He muttered to himself, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

"As long as she conceives the Bloodline, my chances of success will increase by thirty percent when I strike."

"At that time, never mind that kid's trump cards, even if an old monster at the Body Integration Stage arrived in person, they'd be powerless to change the outcome."

After the White Emperor finished speaking, he closed his eyes to continue regulating his breath.

Next was the wait.

...

Early the next morning.

Sunlight poured through the window into the room, casting mottled shadows on the floor.

Xiao Ran opened his eyes and glanced at Bai Linger beside him.

She was still fast asleep, a satisfied smile on her lips and the remnants of last night's flush on her face.

The thin quilt had slipped down, revealing a stretch of snowy-white shoulder.

Xiao Ran reached out and gently pulled the quilt back up for her.

Then he got up and walked to the window.

Pushing open the window, White Emperor City in the early morning came into view.

The streets were still somewhat chaotic, but much better than yesterday.

The City Guards were clearing the ruins and treating the injured, and some bold vendors had already begun setting up stalls.

But the most eye-catching sight was the search parties visible everywhere in the city.

Each team flew a different banner, and their leaders were all the White Emperor's legitimate sons.

"It's started."

Xiao Ran whispered to himself.

This move by the White Emperor was indeed filled with temptation.

For the position of City Lord, the eight legitimate sons would surely use every means at their disposal to hunt down the Demon Fox.

The entire White Emperor City would be turned upside down.

As for whether they were searching for the Demon Fox or something else...

Only the White Emperor himself knew.

On the bed.

Bai Linger stirred and slowly woke up.

She opened her eyes and saw Xiao Ran standing by the window.

The events of last night flooded into her mind like a tide.

That transparent dress...

Xiao Ran's words... 'You're so slutty!'

And those shameful positions.

She pulled the quilt up, covering her face.

Xiao Ran turned around and smiled when he saw her like this.

"Awake?"

Bai Linger peeked out from under the quilt with just her eyes and gave a soft hum.

Xiao Ran walked back to the bedside and sat down.

"Does it still hurt?"

Bai Linger shook her head, then nodded, and finally just buried her face back in the quilt.

Xiao Ran laughed.

"Are you hungry? I'll go order some food."

Bai Linger nodded again.

Xiao Ran stood up and was about to head out when he suddenly raised an eyebrow.

From downstairs came the sound of a commotion.

...

First floor of the inn.

Several young men in lavish robes were arguing loudly.

At their head was a man with a sinister expression, at the Nascent Soul middle stage, with a white jade token hanging from his waist engraved with the number 'two'.

The White Emperor's second son, Bai Moyang.

"Listen up, all of you!"

He slapped the table.

"This eastern part of the city is my area of responsibility. None of you are allowed to interfere!"

Standing opposite him were three people, his brothers.

Leading them was a burly man with a face full of scars, at the Nascent Soul Early Stage, the fourth son Bai Mohu.

"Second Brother, you can't put it that way."

"Father said it's a city-wide search, he didn't say it's divided by zones. Whoever finds the Demon Fox first gets the credit."

Bai Mohu sneered.

"You!"

Bai Moyang glared at him.

A thin young man nearby quickly tried to mediate.

"Second Brother, Fourth Brother, stop arguing."

"We're all family, why ruin the harmony?"

This was the fifth son Bai Mowen, at the Nascent Soul Early Stage, always smooth-tongued.

"Family?"

Bai Mohu scoffed.

"Last night when Father made the announcement, why didn't I see you mention family?"

Bai Mowen's expression stiffened.

Another young man spoke up leisurely.

"Alright, brothers, let's all say less."

"The Demon Fox hasn't even been found yet. What does it look like for us to start fighting among ourselves?"

The speaker was the third son, Bai Moxuan, at the Nascent Soul middle stage, with a handsome face and an elegant, scholarly air.

He was the most low-profile among the White Emperor's sons.

Ordinarily, he didn't compete or grab for things, having the weakest presence.

But his brothers all knew that this third one actually had the most depth.

Bai Moyang and Bai Mohu exchanged a glance, each gave a cold snort, and stopped talking.

Bai Moxuan smiled slightly and said no more.

He looked up toward the second floor.

His eyes flickered.