225: Xiao Huohuo's identity

Lin Shishi pursed her lips and chuckled from the side, speaking at the right moment with a crisp voice:

"Senior Brother Yao, no need to be surprised. Junior Brother Xiao is... the Seventh Prince of the Ba Xia Dynasty.

His mother is even a direct descendant of the Yun family from the White Cloud Merchant Guild."

Boom!

This news exploded in Yao Delong's ears like a thunderclap!

The White Cloud Merchant Guild! He now had some understanding of it; it was a behemoth that spanned across many regions, wealthy enough to rival a nation, and its influence even penetrated the interior of various Sects!

No wonder he could hire a guard at the Nascent Soul Great Perfection! So his background was this astonishing!

Yao Delong's gaze toward Xiao Huohuo changed completely, carrying a hint of understanding and a deeper level of scrutiny.

He suddenly realized that between Xiao Huohuo's brows and eyes, there was indeed a resemblance to the White Cloud Merchant Guild's Young Master, Yun Ruoning, whom he had seen in White Cloud City.

"So that's how it is!" Yao Delong realized, then laughed, "Junior Brother Xiao, you hid this very deeply! The Seventh Prince of Ba Xia, excuse my disrespect, excuse my disrespect!"

Xiao Huohuo waved his hand, his smile remaining hearty, yet it carried an extra measure of composure typical of a royal family member:

"Senior Brother Yao is joking. Within the Sect, I am just Xiao Huohuo, Senior Brother Yao's Junior Brother.

Identity is an external matter; strength and friendship are the fundamentals.

That guard is a secret guard arranged by my mother, absolutely reliable, and his strength is sufficient to deal with most dangers.

With him here, the trip to the Secret Realm will certainly be much safer!"

"Good!"

Yao Delong felt settled and raised his wine cup,

"With Junior Brother Xiao as a strong reinforcement, the chances of success for this trip have greatly increased! Let's finalize the matter of the quota.

You two should prepare well; we will be setting off in a month."

"Senior Brother, rest assured!" Xiao Huohuo and Lin Shishi replied in unison, their faces filled with excitement and anticipation.

After drinking a few more cups, the night grew deeper.

Xiao Huohuo and Lin Shishi took the hint and rose to bid farewell, as they also needed to return to make more thorough preparations for the trip to the Secret Realm.

Seeing the two leave, Yao Delong's gaze swept over Liu Rumei and Luo Miaomiao, carrying a hint of apology:

"The Burial God Abyss is dangerous. With Foundation Establishment Perfection cultivation, I fear it will be difficult to protect yourselves..."

A flash of disappointment crossed Liu Rumei's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by understanding, and she said softly:

"Junior Martial Uncle Yao need not be troubled; Rumei understands. Being able to pray for Junior Martial Uncle Yao within the Sect is already a blessing."

Luo Miaomiao's small mouth pouted. Although she also understood the dangers involved, looking at Liu Rumei's gentle-as-water appearance, and then looking at Yao Delong, she felt inexplicably sour inside.

Her big eyes rolled around, and she suddenly stood up, hands on her hips, and said:

"Hmph! I know, I know! You adults are discussing big matters, so I, a child, won't get involved!

Rumei, let's go, let's go, it's getting late!"

As she said this, she went to pull Liu Rumei.

Liu Rumei, however, sat upright and motionless, her pretty face flushed with an alluring crimson under the reflection of the spirit wine and lamplight, adding a touch of charm.

She shook her head slightly, her voice carrying a trace of imperceptible trembling:

"Miaomiao, you go back first. I... I still have some questions regarding Cultivation that I would like to ask Senior Brother Yao about."

Luo Miaomiao's movement stiffened, her big eyes instantly widening. She looked at Liu Rumei's blushing face, then at Yao Delong's smile-that-wasn't-a-smile expression, and immediately understood what was going on.

Her small face puffed up, she snorted, and stamped her foot:

"Hmph! Asking about Cultivation questions? Who are you trying to fool! You... you... Hmph! I'm leaving! I'm ignoring you both!"

After speaking, she turned and ran off angrily, like a bristling little cat, but her heart felt like a bottle of mixed flavors had been knocked over—she was both anxious and aggrieved:

Rumei... has she already... with Junior Martial Uncle Yao? Then what should I do!

Inside the courtyard, only Yao Delong and Liu Rumei remained.

The evening breeze blew past, carrying the faint fragrance of spirit plants, and the atmosphere instantly became ambiguous and romantic.

Yao Delong looked at the beauty before him, whose face was like a peach blossom and whose eyes were filled with spring water, the corners of his mouth curling into a playful smile as he deliberately drew out his tone:

"Oh? Junior Niece Rumei... what kind of 'Cultivation' questions do you have that are so urgent, that you must 'ask' your Junior Martial Uncle in the middle of the night?"

Liu Rumei's heartbeat accelerated under his teasing gaze, her cheeks burning hot. She couldn't help but pout coquettishly and cast him a glance with eyes as soft as silk:

"Junior Martial Uncle~ you are so bad! You clearly know my heart, yet you... you still play dumb!"

That "Junior Martial Uncle" was called out with endless twists and turns, carrying infinite shyness and flirtation.

Yao Delong laughed heartily, feeling incredibly satisfied.

Crowned as the victor, a beauty's heart won—there is no greater pleasure in life than this!

He said no more, rose to his full height, and in one step reached Liu Rumei's side. With a light sweep of his arms, he scooped her warm, fragrant, jade-like body up horizontally.

"Ah!"

Liu Rumei exclaimed softly, but her arms naturally wrapped around his neck, burying her burning cheeks in his solid chest, feeling his powerful heartbeat, her heart filled with sweetness and anticipation.

Holding her, Yao Delong strode towards the quiet room deep in the Immortal Cave.

The stone door closed silently, cutting off everything from the outside world.

Inside the quiet room, the soft light of glowing pearls spilled down. Yao Delong gently placed Liu Rumei on the soft cloud bed.

Liu Rumei's starry eyes were half-closed, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, her red lips parted slightly, exhaling like orchids. That charming appearance, waiting to be plucked, was enough to ignite any man's fire.

Yao Delong leaned down and kissed those alluring red lips, both domineering and gentle.

Liu Rumei let out a soft moan and responded passionately, her arms tightly entwined around him.

Their garments slipped away quietly like flower petals.

Yao Delong's figure was tall and masculine, his muscle lines as sharp as if carved by a knife, containing astonishing strength.

Liu Rumei's skin was whiter than snow, her figure graceful, and her exquisite curves outlined a moving silhouette under the light and shadow.

There were no excessive words, only the scorching emotions surging between them and the silent, romantic entanglement.

Yao Delong communicated with the System, and the thick Yuan force of his Golden Core Perfection in his body began to merge with Liu Rumei's spiritual power of Foundation Establishment Perfection, guided by the Great Dao of Yin and Yang, circulating back and forth.

Liu Rumei felt waves of pure and majestic warm currents, accompanied by that soul-stirring ultimate pleasure, constantly pouring into her limbs and bones, washing over her Meridians and nourishing her Dantian.

Having just broken through to the Foundation Establishment Perfection Realm, under the impetus of this power, it stabilized at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even faintly began to assault the Bottleneck of the Golden Core Stage!

Her spiritual power surged and churned throughout her body, and she couldn't help but let out fragmented, soft cries. Her body and soul were like a lone boat in a raging sea, guided by Yao Delong's vast spiritual power, touching the limits of spiritual power surge again and again.

And Yao Delong clearly perceived that as the two spiritual powers resonated and merged, a pure extreme Yin Origin was triggered and integrated into himself, though it provided negligible help to his Golden Core Perfection cultivation, like a drop of water merging into the boundless sea.

A night of spring scenery.

When the first light of dawn spilled in through the cracks of the quiet room, on the cloud bed, Liu Rumei curled up in Yao Delong's arms like a lazy kitten, fast asleep.

Her pretty face still retained the satisfied flush and tear stains, but a sweet smile hung on the corners of her mouth. Her breathing was steady and long, and her cultivation had actually completely stabilized at the Peak of Foundation Establishment Perfection, just one step away from the Golden Core.

Yao Delong slowly opened his eyes, feeling refreshed, his eyes containing a hidden brilliance.

He sank his consciousness into his Sea of Consciousness and looked at the System panel:

[host]: Yao Delong

[Age]: 88 / 600

[Realm]: Golden Core Perfection

[Spiritual Power Affinity]: 10 (Effect period of the nine revolutions heavenly soul foundation establishment pill, actual 3)

[Cultivation Technique]: Nine Yang Heaven Burning Art (Earth Rank High Grade Cultivation Technique, Proficiency: Perfection)

Great Sun Body Forging Art (Unknown grade Body Refining Cultivation Technique introductory chapter, Proficiency: Perfection)

Eight Desolations Prison Suppression Art (Earth Rank High Grade Body Refining Cultivation Technique, Proficiency: Introductory)

[Martial Skill]: Void Splitting Nine Strikes Perfection Pure Yang Limitless Sword Canon Perfection Heart Sword Without Trace fragment》...

[Sub-profession]: Alchemist (Peak)

[Current yin yang points]: 130

[Lottery Chances]: 0