154: Chapter 154 You seem quite excited? Dance for this Holy Son

Lin Ran looked casually into the distance, as if mentioning it offhandedly, but his tone was pointed; he clearly had an ulterior motive.

"This..."

The Three Great Ancestors exchanged glances, then nodded secretly. They took the heavenly feather fire element pearl from Luo Buchen's hands and handed it to Lin Ran.

"Since Young Master likes it, we can bear to part with our love and gift this item to Young Master!"

Luo Guiyuan said respectfully.

They had no right to refuse. Even their lives belonged to Lin Ran, so would they care about a heavenly feather fire element pearl?

Moreover, the heavenly feather fire element pearl was of little use to them because they could not see through its mysteries.

To them, the heavenly feather fire element pearl was merely a treasure that allowed them to survive in the Yan Huang Sacred Land; it had no other great use.

Furthermore, if Lin Ran truly severed the divine prohibition and granted them freedom.

By then, they certainly would not continue to live in the Yan Huang Sacred Land.

At that time, the heavenly feather fire element pearl would be even more useless to them.

"Sigh, I was just mentioning it casually. Guiyuan, why are you being so polite?"

Although he said that, Lin Ran's hands were more honest than his mouth; he instantly pocketed the heavenly feather fire element pearl.

"In a few days, This Holy Son will sever the divine prohibition for you again."

Luo Guiyuan nodded: "Very well, this old one will take Young Master down to rest first."

Lin Ran nodded slightly.

Before long, Luo Guiyuan led Lin Ran and the others to a large empty mansion, then departed.

"Yun Rou, Mingyue, you two go rest first. I still have some matters to handle."

Lin Ran looked at Xuan Zhixue with burning eyes, the ill intent at the bottom of his gaze barely contained.

Since he had already found the trick to increasing Xuan Zhixue's favorability, shouldn't he tinker with it properly?

To corrupt this noble and holy Saintess of the Angel Clan—just thinking about it was exciting!

"You... what do you want to do?!"

Seeing Lin Ran's malicious gaze, Xuan Zhixue broke out in a cold sweat and retreated repeatedly, but she could not stop Lin Ran's pressing approach.

"This Holy Son wants to, do you want to?"

Lin Ran pinned her against the wall, a wicked smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

Xuan Zhixue: ???!!!

What does that mean?!

Is that sentence proper?!

What kind of tiger-wolf words are these?!

Xuan Zhixue's cheeks gradually flushed with a crimson blush.

Being in such close contact with Lin Ran, smelling the scent on his body, for some reason, her delicate body gradually became soft and weak, as if it were about to melt into a pool of spring water. Her straight, slender jade feet also uncontrollably rubbed against each other slightly, her alluring red lips pursed lightly.

Seeing this scene, Ye Mingyue and Cang Yunrou consciously retreated, leaving the space to Lin Ran and Xuan Zhixue.

"Xuan Zhixue, do you really not want that source spirit bubble and the Divine Artifact soft armor anymore?"

Lin Ran kissed Xuan Zhixue's cheek like a dragonfly skimming the water, but it was continuous.

His nose tip touched Xuan Zhixue's cheek, and he could clearly feel her delicate body trembling.

Perhaps it was fear, perhaps it was excitement, but Lin Ran did not care about that.

"You... you... what exactly do you want me to do?!"

The corners of Xuan Zhixue's eyes were even stained with a peach-red hue. She closed her eyes tightly and bit her lip, saying.

"Hehe, follow This Holy Son."

Lin Ran temporarily let go of Xuan Zhixue and turned to walk into a bedroom.

Xuan Zhixue gritted her teeth, but in the end, she followed.

She wanted to see what exactly Lin Ran wanted to do!

She was purely doing this to obtain the source spirit bubble and that Divine Artifact soft armor; she was definitely not doing it just to be trained by Lin Ran!!!

Entering the bedroom, Lin Ran waved his right hand, closing the door, and then set up an isolation formation.

"Put them on, the ones for your feet."

He took out the black silk stockings that the system had just rewarded him with and tossed them casually to Xuan Zhixue.

Xuan Zhixue held the pair of black silk stockings, her face turning red instantly, as if all the blood in her body had concentrated on her face. It felt hot and burning.

"Damn lecher!!!"

She cursed inwardly, but she still bent down and rustled as she put on the black silk stockings.

Lin Ran admired the peerless beauty before him, unable to help but reveal a look of admiration in his eyes.

Xuan Zhixue's appearance was naturally stunning; "sinking fish and falling geese, eclipsing the moon and shaming flowers" was not enough to describe her.

She was pure, cold, holy, and perfect.

On her exquisite, small, oval face, her features looked as if they had been carved by the gods themselves; she was simply unimaginably beautiful.

Her waist was slender, her chest was full, and the six pairs of snow-white wings behind her added to her holy and unattainable aura.

And now, those straight, slender, pillar-like beautiful legs were wrapped in a pair of delicate black silk stockings, making her jade feet look even longer and more rounded.

It also tainted her perfect, holy aura with a touch of mortal charm, which was even more alluring.

"And then? What else do you want me to do?!"

Xuan Zhixue was ashamed and indignant, her face as red as if it had been soaked in blood.

"You seem very expectant?"

Lin Ran did not answer Xuan Zhixue for the moment; instead, he asked this question with a half-smile.

Xuan Zhixue was stunned for a moment, and then her face became even redder, and even her snow-white neck suffered the same fate, stained with an alluring peach-red.

"You... stop talking nonsense! Your actions today are a severe humiliation to the Saintess of the Angel Clan!"

"How could I possibly be expectant?! I wish I could kill you!"

Xuan Zhixue gritted her teeth in shame and anger, speaking with delicate rage.

"Is that so? Since that's the case, This Holy Son will make you even more ashamed and indignant."

"Now, dance a piece for This Holy Son, the dance you are best at in your life."

"Do not tell This Holy Son that you, a dignified Saintess of the Angel Clan, cannot even dance."

Lin Ran looked Xuan Zhixue up and down, revealing a wicked and charming smile.

"You!"

Xuan Zhixue was so angry that even her fingers were trembling, her knuckles turning white.

As the Saintess of the Angel Clan, she was indeed skilled in singing and dancing.

But, the dances she had learned were all meant to be danced for her lover!

And those dances...

They were very improper!!!

But, just as Lin Ran said, deep in her heart, besides shame and indignation, did a trace of expectation truly emerge?!

"Damn dao heart demon seed, it has actually affected me to such a deep degree!!!"

Xuan Zhixue could only shift the blame to the dao heart demon seed.

"Hurry up! This Holy Son's patience is limited!"

"Either dance a piece for This Holy Son to obtain the source spirit bubble, or receive the great punishment of the dao heart demon seed, choose one yourself!"

Lin Ran frowned.

"Fine, I will dance!!!"

Xuan Zhixue gritted her teeth, almost breaking her molars.

Her posture was agile; in the bedroom, she was like a dreamy fairy butterfly, ethereal and unpredictable, beautiful and magnificent.

But, the more she danced, the weirder Lin Ran's gaze became.

This dance...

Was it not a bit improper?!

Why were there always some strange things falling off?!

"Slap!"

A snow-white waist sash suddenly flew over and slapped onto his eyes.