Chapter 73: The Boss Wang Experience
"You're really giving this to me?" Ling Yuan's grip on the jade box tightened. She was shocked by the gift and puzzled as to why he would give her such a precious treasure. Qin Xuan also had a fire-attribute Spirit; this Immortal Herb was perfectly suited for him.
Of course, he wouldn't tell her that he had already absorbed four other Immortal Herbs. Any more, and his body wouldn't be able to bear it.
"Surprised? Confused why I'd give you something so valuable?" Qin Xuan asked.
Ling Yuan nodded.
"I once read a story," he began. "When a man does a great favor for a woman, if he is ugly, she promises to repay him as a cow or a horse in her next life. But if the man is handsome, she offers herself to him instead."
A giggle escaped Ling Yuan's lips. "What kind of twisted logic is that?"
"This Immortal Herb is enough to help you break through to higher realms, perhaps even to the peak of a Titled Douluo. In other words, I have done you a great favor," Qin Xuan said, spouting nonsense with a straight face.
Ling Yuan, not yet realizing the seriousness of the situation, smiled. "What, does our little brother Qin Xuan want this elder sister to offer herself to him?"
"Exactly. I consider myself good-looking, so I want you to offer yourself to me," he said, smoothly pulling her into his arms.
"Qin Xuan, don't! Nong Yu and the others are still here," she finally panicked. She tried to keep her voice low, eventually resorting to spirit power sound transmission, terrified of waking the others or being overheard by Jing Ni outside. She tried to break free but found herself unable to exert any strength.
Qin Xuan's strategy was simple: knowing her high favorability, he was using the "Wang Sicong method" from his past life—overwhelming a woman with a gift so valuable she couldn't refuse. Ling Yuan, an Elder and a Titled Douluo, didn't lack money, but she absolutely could not resist the temptation of an Immortal Herb.
The moment he pulled her into his arms, he knew the battle was half-won. With one hand, he placed the jade box into the storage tool on her wrist; with the other, he cupped her face. "Don't worry," he transmitted. "Nong Yu is fast asleep. Even if she woke up, as a maid, she wouldn't say a word."
"You have a family," she whispered, her eyes like silk and her breath like orchids. She pushed against his chest in a final, desperate effort.
But his next words made her surrender completely: "Do you think Jing Ni would care?"
She's right. From the very beginning, Jing Ni had been the picture of a devoted wife, her entire world revolving around Qin Xuan. She hadn't even flinched when he'd kissed Ling Yuan in front of her.
At that moment, both of their hearts were pounding fiercely. On the other side of the tent, even Nong Yu's breathing seemed to have become uneven. She felt like she was going crazy. As a trained assassin, she had woken the moment Jing Ni left the tent. She'd heard everything. Did it even matter that she didn't fully understand their language? Who hadn't seen a pig run, even if they hadn't eaten pork?
...
"Eighth Spirit Ability... Blood Boil..." Ling Yuan let out a soft cry.
That night, the moon was bright in a sky full of stars. The camp was not disturbed. To ensure their privacy, Qin Xuan had canceled the clones' search mission and tasked them with driving away all nearby Spirit Beasts using the Vermillion Bird Domain. Within a thousand meters, not even a hundred-year-old rabbit could be seen.
About three hours later, just as dawn was breaking, a system prompt sounded in Qin Xuan's mind:
[Ding! Ling Yuan's favorability +5. Ling Yuan's favorability has reached 100. Congratulations to the host for once again achieving the 'Undying Loyalty' achievement. Reward: 1,000,000 emotional value.]
Indeed, he thought, women in this world need to be truly conquered before they wholeheartedly belong to you.
Qin Xuan got up and dressed. He glanced at Nong Yu, who was pretending to be asleep with dark circles under her eyes, and then at A Yan, who had woken up and was staring at him with wide eyes. He ignored Nong Yu for the moment, took out a bottle of pills, and picked up A Yan. "These pills are excellent for restoring physical strength. Take one, and you'll recover quickly."
After a few seconds, there was no movement. He turned and saw Ling Yuan lying motionless. This genuinely frightened him. Although he had used her, he considered himself a responsible man. What if she had actually died?
Then he realized how absurd that was. This wasn't his old world; she was a Titled Douluo. How could she kick the bucket so easily?
Just as he was about to wake her, Ling Yuan smacked her lips in her sleep. Qin Xuan let out a long sigh of relief. Thankfully, his story wasn't ruined by such a cliché plot. Still, it was clear she had exhausted all of her physical strength.
He put down A Yan, lay back down, and pulled Ling Yuan into his arms. "Ling Yuan Douluo, are you alright?"
She glared at him. During their activities, he had insisted on calling her 'Ling Yuan Douluo,' claiming it was about 'conquering from below' and gave him the thrill of subduing a Titled Douluo. She felt she had fallen into a thief's trap, but it was too late to regret it now.
After taking the pill, Ling Yuan felt some strength return. She then noticed A Yan sitting beside her, babbling 'eeyah-eeyah'. The child's initial hostility towards her was gone, replaced by a sense of closeness.
"When did A Yan wake up?" Ling Yuan asked casually.