*Note: the chapter says "82" BUT is the CONTINUATION of the previous chapter but I can't change it the number due to certain things, sorry for the incovenient :)
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At that moment, Fu Ye's eyes gradually grew clouded. Within his chaotic mind, only one primal biological instinct remained clear.
A second before losing his reason, Fu Ye finally realized what was wrong—it was that pot of tea! He, a dignified Ultimate Douluo and the only quasi-god on the continent, had actually been drugged by a Spirit Douluo! Dammit!
"Ruyan, you'll regret doing this," Fu Ye whispered into Han Ruyan's ear, clinging to his last shred of sanity.
Hearing this, Han Ruyan regained a flicker of consciousness. "Heehee, I won't regret it. I've been craving your body for more than just a day or two."
As she spoke, she grabbed the remaining half-box of small blue pills, split them, and forced them into both Fu Ye's and her own mouth. "I do feel a bit sorry for my best friend, but love is something you have to fight for yourself, isn't it?"
Before Fu Ye could react, he had swallowed them all. "Uh... you seem to have misunderstood what I meant..."
But at that instant, Han Ruyan's ice-blue eyes glazed over, her gaze becoming "pure" in its emptiness. She had left herself no room for retreat.
Imagine the world's tallest peak launching an airstrike on Pearl Harbor—no one knew what kind of unprecedented disaster this would become.
[Congratulations, Host, on conquering Han Ruyan. Current Affection: 100%. Max Level Affection Locked.]
By morning, Fu Ye's consciousness finally reclaimed the high ground of his intelligence. Looking at his actions, which were still driven entirely by biological instinct, he felt like the sky was falling.
What was all this? A dignified Academy Dean had actually committed such a "heinous" act against a pure, handsome, and charming young man like himself.
Fu Ye's mental power was decent; despite being fed so many blue pills, he regained his senses after just one night. In Douluo Continent, such special medicines existed, often made from Ten-Thousand-Year Whale Glue. It was essentially a special tonic that could boost cultivation speed but also had a powerful aphrodisiac effect—treasures usually monopolized by nobles for their selfish desires.
Fu Ye looked back at Han Ruyan, whose eyes were still dazed. He leaned down and whispered into her ear. "My Commander Han Ruyan, do you yield or not?"
To this opponent who had traded hundreds of blows with him, Fu Ye expressed his respect.
Hearing his voice, Han Ruyan regained a sliver of reason. "Bleh... bleh..."
Uh... Still sticking your tongue out at me? It seemed he had been too soft-hearted. What awaited her next was himself in peak condition!
The battle raged for a full day and two nights. It wasn't until the following morning, as the sun gradually rose in the distance, that the admirable Commander Han Ruyan finally admitted defeat.
"Heh, with those measly skills of yours, if you want to fight your husband, you'd better reach the Title Douluo level first."
Fu Ye stood up and carried her to the bathroom. He had intended to give her a small lesson, but he hadn't expected her to be so stubborn despite her lack of stamina. He estimated she wouldn't be able to get out of bed for three to five days, even as a Spirit Douluo.
Meanwhile, Liu Erlong, sitting in her own room, had noticed her best friend and Fu Ye had been missing for over a day. She could guess what had happened.
"Sister Ruyan, welcome to the group..."
She supported her best friend joining with both hands. This was all to build a solid foundation so that their "Sisterhood" could one day defeat Fu Ye! She remembered vividly how Fu Ye ground their dignity into the bed every single time. She would have her revenge sooner or later!
If one wasn't enough, then two; if two weren't enough, then four; if four weren't enough, then eight! She didn't believe she and her sisters couldn't win against this "bad guy" once in a fair fight!
At noon, Fu Ye slowly woke up. The beauty in his arms was still breathing unevenly.
"How do you feel now?" Fu Ye gently held Han Ruyan's waist. Her body had a mysterious fragrance, similar to the vanilla scent of his past life.
Her face showed a hint of pain, and she suddenly bit Fu Ye's forearm.
"Chomp!" "AOW!!!!"
Fu Ye was caught off guard. "Hey! Is this how you treat your husband?"
He felt truly unappreciated. He had labored tirelessly for a day and two nights—if there was no merit, there was hard work; if no hard work, there was exhaustion! How could she still bite him!
"Hmph, you bad guy, is that any way to 'eat'? I can't even move now." Han Ruyan made a move to bite him again but was pressed into his chest.
"Be good. Wasn't this exactly what you asked for, Lady Han? Or have you forgotten the tough talk you spewed over the last two days?"
Fu Ye looked at her with a half-smile. He had heard plenty of her bold "poetry" during the encounter.
"Bleh, bleh, bleh! I never said those things. Now that you've made it so I can't get out of bed, how are you going to compensate me?"
Seeing her playing the rogue, Fu Ye decided he could be even more of one. He began vividly mimicking her tone and expressions from the night before: "Bleh, bleh, bleh! If you've got the guts, kill me..." "Hmph, it's just an itch, you only have this much...?" "I don't admit defeat, if you've got the guts, make it so I can't get out of bed!"
Han Ruyan's face turned bright red as he reenacted her words. Finally, she used her aching hand to cover Fu Ye's lips.
"You bad guy, stop it! Stop talking! It's embarrassing!"
Seeing her admit her mistake, Fu Ye knew his "Husband's Authority" was firmly established. He would give any wife who challenged his authority a chance, but the price of losing was severe—as evidenced by the currently immobile Han Ruyan.
Smooch. Fu Ye kissed his new wife's lips contentedly. Even after countless times, how could he ever get tired of it?
"Oh, you bad guy, you never stop."
At that moment, the closed door was pushed open. Standing there in red was Liu Erlong.
Seeing her best friend enter, Han Ruyan looked incredibly nervous. After all, she had just... well, taken her best friend's man.
"Sister Ruyan, how was my Brother Fu Ye?"
Liu Erlong stood there like a Flame Queen, her whole body radiating a trace of heat. Han Ruyan looked away, not daring to meet her gaze. However, Liu Erlong looked at Fu Ye with a smirk.
"Now, it's my turn, my dear Brother Ye."