Ning Rongrong felt her body growing increasingly strange, as if something inside her was slowly changing.
Especially Lin Xian's hand—it moved as though it had found a favorite toy, lingering far longer than necessary.
She had to admit… the sensation wasn't unpleasant.
A soft, involuntary sound escaped her lips.
When Lin Xian finally stopped, she even felt a faint sense of loss.
Leaning closer, his voice brushed against her ear.
"You'd better get up. Zhuqing and Xiao Wu are coming."
Her body trembled. She hurriedly tried to stand, but her legs betrayed her, and she fell right back into his arms.
"What are you two doing? Being all affectionate again?"
Zhu Zhuqing's teasing voice sounded from behind.
Ning Rongrong instantly buried her face in Lin Xian's chest, refusing to move.
Lin Xian casually collected the Yellow Card she had dropped before shifting his gaze toward Xiao Wu.
Her outfit was primarily white, accented with black lace like scattered stars—elegant yet mysterious.
The short skirt swayed lightly, blending black and white in perfect harmony.
Her over-the-knee socks were a soft pink, matching the rabbit-ear headpiece, giving her a gentle and sweet charm.
Paired with her long, slender legs, the effect was striking.
Black leather shoes completed the look, faintly gleaming under the light.
Her long hair, parted naturally, flowed with a soft, dynamic grace as she moved.
Altogether, she looked far gentler than before.
"Not bad. My taste really is excellent—it suits you perfectly."
Xiao Wu flushed slightly at the praise, nodding quietly.
At that moment, Ning Rongrong finally lifted her head and glanced over.
Her expression stiffened.
Another rival.
"Rongrong, your outfit is quite bold~"
Zhu Zhuqing walked over, smiling as she took her hand.
"Didn't I make a few for you too? Why don't you try them on?"
"Then you should wear yours too!"
The two girls linked arms and headed back toward the attic, leaving Lin Xian and Xiao Wu alone.
"Don't be so stiff. Come, sit."
Xiao Wu nodded and sat beside him.
Lin Xian's gaze lingered for a moment longer than necessary, making her cheeks turn red, though she didn't protest.
"When you come here in the future, remember to change into these outfits."
"Mhm… Zhuqing already told me."
Earlier, Zhu Zhuqing had given her four sets.
This one was the most conservative.
As for the others…
Apparently, they were all designed by Ning Rongrong.
After some time, Lin Xian sensed movement outside—the others had woken up.
He led them out.
"Xiao Wu! You're really okay!"
Tang San rushed forward, his eyes lighting up with excitement.
But to Xiao Wu, that gaze now felt… uncomfortable.
Zhao Wuji laughed loudly.
"Not only is she fine, she even absorbed her third Spirit Ring before you. Truly a little monster!"
Tang San nodded, relieved.
Now that Xiao Wu was safe, his worries faded.
But after lying around so long, hunger crept in.
"Tang San, how are your cooking skills? I caught a few Wild Pheasants—how about roasting them?"
Tang San agreed without hesitation.
After all, Lin Xian had helped him earlier.
Carrying the pheasants, he went to the riverside to prepare them.
The first few were normal—good quality meat.
But when he reached the largest one, something caught his attention.
Its claws looked strange—slightly swollen and misshapen.
"Purple Demon Eye."
Activating his technique, he immediately noticed something unusual.
Energy was gathering inside the claws.
Could it be… Spirit Bones?
Yu Xiaogang had told him about them before—rare treasures, nearly impossible to obtain.
Yet now, two seemed to be right in front of him.
Suppressing his excitement, Tang San glanced back toward the camp.
No one was watching.
Perfect.
Carefully, he removed the claws and infused them with spirit power.
In the next moment, two Spirit Bones appeared in his hands.
Left and right—clearly a pair.
However, confusion soon followed.
Spirit Bones usually belonged to six standard positions—skull, torso, arms, or legs.
But these… didn't seem to fit any of them neatly.
He would have to consult his teacher later.
Still, this unexpected gain filled him with excitement.
With these, his strength would soar.
Lin Xian…
A smug smile appeared on his face.
Such a valuable treasure, yet you didn't even notice it.
In the end, it fell into my hands.
Once I grow stronger, surpassing you will be effortless.
After finishing the preparation, Tang San returned with the pheasants.
Ma Hongjun eagerly lit the fire.
Lin Xian narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Tang San… why are the claws missing from that largest pheasant?"
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