333: Chapter 333 The Hot Cosplay Game

After a long while, Qian Ye finally spoke, her voice drifting slightly: "I finally know what felt wrong before."

Lu Shan nodded: "Me too."

That sense of incongruity had existed since they first met Lin Yun's family.

But they had never been able to put into words exactly what was wrong.

Now they knew.

It was their age.

Lin Yun's family was too young.

Young appearances, young mindsets, young vitality.

They had assumed it was because Martial Artists knew how to maintain their youth well.

Only now did they realize it wasn't maintenance; they were truly young.

When a group of people in their tens stays with a group of people who are hundreds or thousands of years old, that sense of incongruity is impossible to hide.

It was just that they had never thought in that direction.

Now, the truth was revealed.

Qian Ye digested this information.

Then, her eyes changed.

The look she gave Lin Yun became even more affectionate.

A Sixth Order Completion at forty-eight.

A Space Element Martial Artist at forty-eight.

At forty-eight, he already stood at a height many Martial Artists could never reach in their entire lives.

Such a man was worth entrusting her life to.

Lu Shan's eyes changed too.

She looked at Lin Yun, her eyes filled with admiration and adoration.

She had only known Lin Yun was strong before, but not that he was this young.

Now that she knew, her heart beat even faster.

...

Only after Qian Ye and Lu Shan had finished digesting this did everyone continue the previous topic.

Su Yingxue said excitedly: "King Blood Axe and King Feiyun coming to visit my husband must be to invite him to participate in the Friendship Tournament!"

"Yes! Besides that, I can't think of any other reason."

"Husband is from a vassal state, and also a citizen of the Lingyuan Empire. He is under a hundred years old, at Sixth Order Completion, and possesses the Space Element. Isn't this tailor-made for the Friendship Tournament?"

"That makes sense. The Tianlang Empire has always been suppressing the Lingyuan Empire. With husband this time, we might be able to sweep the floor with them."

Everyone discussed it heatedly, getting more excited the more they spoke.

The Friendship Tournament.

Held once every hundred years, a confrontation between the two empires, affecting the distribution rights of the Secret Realm.

Those who can participate in the Friendship Tournament are all the top Geniuses under a hundred years old in the Lingyuan Empire.

And Lin Yun was about to be personally invited by King Blood Axe and King Feiyun.

What did this mean?

It meant that in the eyes of the two titled kings, Lin Yun was the strongest Genius under a hundred years old in the Lingyuan Empire.

He might even be their only hope.

Qian Ye and Lu Shan looked at Lin Yun, the affection in their eyes intensifying a little more.

This man was even more incredible than they had imagined.

...

That night.

The master bedroom was brightly lit.

Qian Ye and Lu Shan were still staying in the side room.

The transparent wall allowed them to see everything in the master bedroom.

The heat began.

Lin Yun and his wives were kissing, hugging, and lifting each other up on the large bed in the master bedroom.

The sounds, the movements, the aura, the temperature.

Everything was the same as before.

No, it was even more intense than before.

Because today, Su Yingxue had a new trick.

She had the maid robots bring all sorts of cosplay outfits.

Then, she and her sisters began to change.

Qian Ye and Lu Shan stood in front of the transparent wall, watching them change clothes, feeling curious—who were they going to cosplay?

The answer was revealed quickly.

Su Yingxue put on a pink wig, wore fox ears, and tied nine fluffy tails behind her.

She stood in front of the mirror, spun around, and then gave a glance back over her shoulder.

That look, although not even a ten-thousandth of King Xuanyin's, still made people's hearts race in this atmosphere.

Qiao Feifei was stunned: "Sister Yingxue, you are too good at this, right?"

Su Yingxue laughed: "Tonight, I am King Xuanyin."

And so, the others also changed into costumes one after another.

Pink wigs, fox ears, nine tails.

Sixty people, sixty "King Xuanyin"s.

Standing in the master bedroom, it was like a sea of pink.

Qian Ye and Lu Shan looked at this scene, their breathing becoming rapid.

In their minds, that pink silhouette they saw at the auction during the day appeared.

That glance back over the shoulder.

Those alluring ears.

That tail they wanted to see but didn't get to.

Now, it was all presented before their eyes.

Although it wasn't the real King Xuanyin, the atmosphere, the feeling, the visual impact...

Made their heartbeats accelerate rapidly.

Especially when seeing Lin Yun hugging the "King Xuanyin"s, kissing and lifting them up.

Especially when hearing the "King Xuanyin"s making all kinds of sounds.

Especially when seeing the nine fluffy tails swaying in the air.

The two women's hands clenched tightly.

They almost couldn't resist rushing out to join in.

It was just that close.

The final restraint and ethics in their hearts told them—they hadn't married into the family yet.

Not married yet, can't do this.

Not married yet, must be reserved.

Not married yet, must wait until the wedding day.

They bit their lips, clenched their fists, and forcibly suppressed the urge.

Yet their eyes remained fixed on the other side of the transparent wall, not moving for a single second.

That night, the lights in the master bedroom stayed on for a long time.

The two people in the side room also stood for a long time.

It wasn't until dawn that the heat stopped.

Qian Ye and Lu Shan felt their legs go weak and collapsed to the floor once again.

They looked at each other and saw the same emotion in each other's eyes...

How many more days until they could get married?

They couldn't wait.

...

Early morning.

Morning light sprinkled over the Lin Family Manor.

Lin Yun, along with his wives, as well as Qian Ye and Lu Shan, waited at the entrance early.

Waiting for Ziyi, King Blood Axe, and King Feiyun to visit.

Su Yingxue had specially changed into a light red long dress today, festive but not flashy.

The others had also dressed up, each one bright and moving.

Qian Ye and Lu Shan stood in the crowd, their hands held tightly together.

They had watched all night in the side room, and their legs were still weak this morning.

Lin Yun stood at the very front, his expression calm.

But his heart was not calm.

Ninth Order powerhouse.

A titled king-level existence.

The top combat power in the entire Universe.

He was about to meet them.

...

A slight sound of breaking air came from afar.

Three figures descended from the sky and landed at the manor entrance.

Leading them was a burly man, tall and sturdy with broad shoulders and a thick back, standing there like an iron tower.

A dark red robe wrapped around his robust body, the contours of his muscles clearly visible under the fabric.

His face was rugged, his thick eyebrows like knives, his eye sockets deep, and his pupils were dark red, like solidified blood.

His short hair stood up like steel needles.

King Blood Axe.

Beside him was a woman with an ethereal temperament.

She stood there like a wisp of cloud, a gust of wind, a patch of fog.

You could see her, but felt she could drift away at any moment.

Her black long hair draped over her shoulders, the strands fine and soft, moving without wind.

Her face was exquisite, her features delicate, and her brows carried a kind of otherworldly detachment.

King Feiyun.

Following behind the two was a tall woman.

Ziyi.

She was Lu Shan's aunt, an Eighth Order powerhouse, her aura deep and restrained.

Lin Yun took the lead and went up to greet them.

"Junior Lin Yun, greets King Blood Axe, King Feiyun, and Senior Ziyi."