Ning Rongrong really wanted to say something.
But her rational side told her that this deal was worth it.
She had witnessed Zhu Zhuqing’s talent firsthand.
With a martial soul fusion skill on top of that, her joining them meant their overall strength would rise another level.
And from beginning to end, Zhu Zhuqing had never shown the slightest intention of competing with her.
She simply wanted to survive.
But another part of Ning Rongrong, the little witch who had monopolized Ning Que ever since childhood, who was used to having only his back against her, and only her hand holding his, was protesting with all its might.
Ning Que was hers!
And he could only be hers!
But…
“Just a little…” Ning Rongrong murmured inwardly, as if trying to convince herself.
If it was only a small part, then perhaps it wasn’t unacceptable.
After all, Zhu Zhuqing wasn’t trying to steal Ning Que.
She just wanted to survive.
Helping her would count as doing a good deed.
Besides, if their strength increased a little more, they wouldn’t have to fear that old bastard if he came back like he had last night.
They couldn’t beat him with two people, but three would be a different story.
With Ning Que acting as the link and soul power circulating through all three of their bodies, two being fused as one could never compare to three being fused as one.
And besides…
she was so pitiful…
After struggling with herself for quite a while, Ning Rongrong finally raised her head and glared fiercely at Zhu Zhuqing.
“Only a little!
And it’s temporary!
Once you can survive on your own, you have to give it back!” Zhu Zhuqing was slightly stunned.
Before the joy could even reach her, she immediately nodded.
She really hadn’t misjudged Ning Rongrong.
Although this young lady looked arrogant and domineering, she was kindhearted deep down.
Her unruly attitude toward others was only directed at people who meant her harm!
Thus, gritting her teeth, Ning Rongrong pushed half of Ning Que’s arm toward Zhu Zhuqing.
She occupied the left side, while Zhu Zhuqing sat on the right.
Between them was Ning Que, who was sleeping so deeply that he wouldn’t have noticed even if the sky came crashing down.
“Let’s try again.
Who knows…” Ning Rongrong emphasized, “Maybe it’s really only a little.” After saying that, she held Ning Que’s hand and closed her eyes in a huff.
Her grip, however, was tighter than usual.
Zhu Zhuqing turned sideways and reached out, placing her hand on Ning Que.
The instant their skin touched, the soul power that had been dormant within her erupted as if someone had lit a fire beneath it, surging rapidly through her meridians.
The speed was far beyond the slow accumulation she experienced during her usual meditation and cultivation.
So this was a martial soul fusion skill?
This was her first time…
The first time she had truly come into contact with such power and experienced this strange sensation…
of becoming one with another person in body and soul.
It felt wonderful.
No wonder Ning Rongrong had been so unwilling to let it go.
So even being carried like that could be an enjoyable experience and even a form of cultivation.
Wrapped in the faint radiance, Zhu Zhuqing slowly closed her eyes in comfort.
…
The next morning.
Ning Que was still sleeping soundly, his breathing steady.
On his left, Ning Rongrong had curled herself into a ball, her head resting against his shoulder as she hugged him tightly, afraid of letting anyone take even the slightest bit away from her.
On his right, Zhu Zhuqing had somehow lain down as well.
Suddenly, Ning Rongrong woke up.
She rubbed her eyes, and her first reaction was to look to the right.
Zhu Zhuqing’s hand was still resting on Ning Que’s wrist, with Ning Que between them.
It looked…
It looked almost like…
Ning Rongrong bit her lip.
A sour feeling spread through the air.
As though she had a sixth sense, Zhu Zhuqing woke up the very next second after Ning Rongrong.
When she realized the position she was in, a trace of panic flashed through her eyes, and she immediately withdrew her hand.
“About what happened last night…” Seeing this, Ning Rongrong spoke in a faint, slightly sour tone.
“It counts.
But you need to understand something.
You’re just a tool.
Support.
Got it?
Don’t get any other ideas.” Zhu Zhuqing gave a slight nod.
Ning Rongrong looked at her.
The sourness in her heart hadn’t completely faded, but she had to admit that this black-clad girl really did keep her word.
From beginning to end, she had never shown any resistance.
Forget it…
[You spent the entire night being embraced by two beautiful girls, feeling extremely happy.
Lazy Points +100!] [You have been lazy for one month, feeling relaxed both physically and mentally.
Lazy Points +100!] [You released your pent-up stress at the right moment, feeling relaxed both physically and mentally.
Lazy Points +100!] [Lazy Points have reached 1,000.
Reward automatically unlocked!] [Soul power level +1.
Current level: Rank 52 Soul King.] [Dark Attribute Affinity +1.
Your perception of darkness has deepened, and your compatibility with dark-type martial souls has improved.] [Martial Soul Awakening +1.
Martial soul detected: Ultimate Light.
Development in progress…] Suddenly, brilliant light erupted from Ning Que’s sleeping body.
Ning Rongrong froze for only an instant.
“When did this start?!” Her reaction was faster than her thoughts.
Her body had already lunged forward, wrapping both arms around Ning Que’s left arm.
Her fingers interlocked tightly as she pressed her entire body against him.
The familiar warmth surged through her meridians from her palm, and her soul power began to rush faster, as if it had been ignited.
Then she looked toward the other side of the bed.
Zhu Zhuqing had just withdrawn her hand and was sitting upright, still not having realized what was happening.
“What are you waiting for?!” Ning Rongrong urged, speaking rapidly.
“Hold him!
Hurry!” Zhu Zhuqing hesitated for a moment.
She had only just released her hand.
She only just warned herself to maintain proper boundaries.
She only just retreated to that safe distance where she wouldn’t anger this young lady.
And now she was being told to hold him again?
“This will be very beneficial to you…” Ning Rongrong bit her lower lip, as if afraid she might regret it, and hurriedly finished speaking.
“It’ll help you a lot.
Hurry up.
Stop wasting time.” She didn’t even know why she was urging her.
Just last night, she had still been brooding over that tiny portion she had given away.
Even this morning, she had been jealously declaring her claim over Ning Que.
But she was too familiar with this radiance.
Every time this kind of light appeared around Ning Que, something good happened.
And she had always been the only one to benefit.
But this time was different.
This time, there was another person beside her.
Her heart was pounding.
Should she share it with someone else?
Or…
Zhu Zhuqing didn’t hesitate any longer.
She leaned forward and took Ning Que’s right hand again.
This time, she didn’t merely rest her fingers against his wrist.
She wrapped both arms around his entire arm, slipped her fingers between his, and clasped them tightly.
She didn’t understand what was happening, but if Ning Rongrong was telling her to do this, there had to be a reason.
When she pressed her entire body against him without reservation, feeling the sensation of being pressed against another person, Zhu Zhuqing froze for a moment.
But she quickly cast the strange feeling aside.
And the instant she tightened her grip— The soul power of all three of them erupted simultaneously.
The brilliant silver light surrounding Ning Que suddenly surged.
Mixed within it were the seven-colored glazed radiance of Ning Rongrong’s Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul and the dark violet light of Zhu Zhuqing’s Hell Spirit Cat martial soul.
Three different radiances intertwined and fused within the same space…
Gradually, the light faded.
Zhu Zhuqing opened her eyes.
She was still in an ambiguous position, her entire upper body pressed against Ning Que’s right arm.
Her fingers remained interlocked with his, and her face was only a few inches from his shoulder.
She could feel her Hell Spirit Cat martial soul still trembling faintly.
It wasn’t the exhaustion that came after battle.
It was a feeling of satisfaction, like she had been completely fed.
Then she sensed her soul power.
Rank twenty-seven…
No.
Rank twenty-nine!
Zhu Zhuqing wasn’t the only one who was shocked.
Even Ning Rongrong found it difficult to understand.
Her soul power had also broken through.
But what surprised her even more was that the feedback she had received this time was completely different from before.
Normally, this kind of feedback wasn’t particularly great.
But this time, it had nearly doubled.
And it wasn’t only because of Ning Que.
It was also because of Zhu Zhuqing.
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