Douluo: I have too many clones

Chapter 712 Leng Yaozhu: Want a Child

"Hello, Tower Master."

A young man in a neat suit walked into the office. He was tall and slender with a handsome face. He wore a delicate monocle on his right eye. The gaze behind the lens was deep and sharp.

He bowed slightly towards Qiangu Dongfeng, his posture elegant and proper, showing his professionalism.

"Yes." Qiangu Dongfeng nodded slightly, staring at the young man with a sharp gaze, "How is your investigation going on with the matter I asked you to investigate?"

The young man's name was Yaoshi Dou, and he was the most dazzling new star in the Spiritual Pagoda in recent years. With his extraordinary talent, outstanding professional ability, and a clean and almost perfect background, he quickly stood out in the Spiritual Pagoda, which was full of talents.

When they first met, Qiangu Dongfeng saw unique qualities in him - he had the drive and wisdom of a young man, yet was calm and cautious.

After many rounds of rigorous tests and assessments, Yakushi Kabuto not only demonstrated his extraordinary ability to get things done, but also proved his loyalty in various complex situations. This made Qiangu Dongfeng, who had seen countless people, determined to make him his confidant.

In this huge Spirit Pagoda, management affairs are complicated and even a strong man like Qiangu Dongfeng needs capable assistants to share the pressure.

And Yaoshi Dou was the right-hand man he carefully trained for his grandson Qiangu Zhangting. He hoped that one day in the future, when Qiangu Zhangting inherited the position of Pagoda Master, Yaoshi Dou would be his most reliable helper, so that he would not have to be tied down by tedious affairs and could concentrate on his practice.

Yao Shidou raised his hand to adjust the monocle on his right eye to ensure that it was in the right position, and then said, "Tower Master, the matter you asked me to investigate has been solved. Deputy Tower Master Leng's recent actions are indeed problematic."

As soon as these words came out, Qiangu Dongfeng straightened up instantly, his eyes became as sharp as an eagle: "What are the problems?"

Pharmacist Dou turned his wrist slightly, and a small storage soul guide flashed a faint light. He took out a thick stack of documents from it, handed them to Qiangu Dongfeng respectfully with both hands, and explained:

"In recent years, Deputy Pagoda Master Leng has frequently exchanged large quantities of Pure Yang tonic medicines in the Spirit Pagoda, including precious herbs such as Ten Thousand Years of Whale Glue, Pure Yang Grass, and Blazing Cherry Tomatoes."

"Not only that, she also sent an elite team to the coastal areas to purchase large quantities of fresh whale glue and various sea soul beast flesh that can nourish the qi and blood."

He paused and continued, "I secretly conducted an in-depth investigation and found that these natural treasures were not sent back to the Leng family. In other words, these tonics are most likely used by Deputy Tower Master Leng himself."

Qiangu Dongfeng took the document, frowned, and began to read it carefully. The rustling sound of the paper was particularly clear in the silent room. Every page recorded in detail Leng Yaozhu's exchange records in recent years.

These confidential information cannot be obtained even by those inside the Spirit Pagoda without his authorization.

"Thousand-year-old ninth-grade Ganoderma lucidum, thousand-year-old earth dragon tendons, and ancient sea dragon marrow..."

Qiangu Dongfeng's face became gloomier as he looked at it. These precious medicinal materials were really nothing to the wealthy Spiritual Transmission Tower. With their status, it would not be surprising for them to eat these natural treasures as food.

Maybe Leng Yaozhu suddenly wanted to eat these things, but if it was linked to the content of the previous anonymous letter, things would seem strange and subtle.

Especially those medicinal herbs with pure Yang properties, it might be normal to take them occasionally, but if they are taken in large quantities for a long time, even the body of an Extreme Douluo will be affected due to the imbalance of Yin and Yang.

"Calm down, the matter has not been completely concluded. Yaozhu's martial soul is the fire-attributed Tianfeng. Maybe she exchanged these herbs specifically for the purpose of cultivation." Qiangu Dongfeng kept comforting himself in his heart, trying to suppress the suspicion and uneasiness that was surging in his heart.

At this moment, Yao Shidou seemed to remember something, looked a little hesitant, and looked at Qiangu Dongfeng with flickering eyes.

"Just say whatever you want to say. There's no need to be timid." Qiangu Dongfeng noticed that something was wrong with him and said with a hint of impatience.

Yao Shidou took a deep breath and finally mustered up the courage to say, "Tower Master, actually a year ago, I saw Deputy Tower Master Leng driving a sports car and bringing a very handsome man back to his residence."

"what?!"

Qiangu Dongfeng stood up suddenly, and the chair made a harsh sound on the ground. He stared at Yao Shidou in disbelief, and said in a low and suppressed voice, "Why didn't you tell me about this in advance?"

Yaoshi Dou was startled by this sudden question and quickly explained: "Ah? But isn't the task you gave me, Tower Master, to secretly investigate Deputy Tower Master Leng's personal intelligence in recent years?"

Qiangu Dongfeng then realized his own gaffe and coughed to cover up his embarrassment. He sat back in his chair and tried to calm himself down. Indeed, the reason he gave for the investigation was out of concern for the deputy tower master of the Spiritual Transmission Tower and his desire to understand her recent situation, not out of personal feelings.

"Please continue talking, especially about the young man who returned to his residence with Yao Zhu." Qiangu Dongfeng suppressed the waves in his heart and tried to make his tone sound calm.

"Okay." Pharmacist Dou adjusted his glasses, sorted out his thoughts and said, "In fact, I don't know the specific situation. The deputy tower master drove directly back to the residence. I just glanced through the car window and saw a man sitting in the passenger seat.

"Then the deputy tower master drove the car into the training area. Due to authority restrictions, I was unable to follow."

Leng Yaozhu, as the deputy tower master of the Spiritual Pagoda and the patriarch of the Tianfeng clan, has an extremely noble status. Not only does she have an exclusive living space on the 108th floor of the Spiritual Pagoda headquarters, she also has a large private training area around it.

Even Kabuto Yakushi, who has the authorization of Qiangu Dongfeng, has no right to enter without permission.

Qiangu Dongfeng pondered for a moment and asked, "Do you still remember what that man looked like?"

"It was dark at the time and I only had a quick glance, so I didn't see his face clearly. But I remember that the man was very handsome."

"How handsome?"

Yakushi Kabuto answered subconsciously: "You are more handsome than Master!"

"..."

The office fell into silence in an instant.

Qiangu Dongfeng widened his eyes and glared at Yaoshi Dou fiercely. To his ears, these words seemed to be implying something about him.

But then he thought that as a subordinate trained by himself, he would not intentionally offend. Perhaps, this was just an unintentional mistake.

"Anything else to report?"

"Yes." Yao Shidou glanced at Qiangu Dongfeng and continued, "Recently, the deputy tower master seems to have exchanged some special items in the tower and asked others for some knowledge."

"Hmm? What are they?"

"Some items related to children, as well as prenatal education knowledge."

"boom!"

Qiangu Dongfeng slammed his palm on the table. The wooden table made of ten thousand year old sandalwood was almost smashed into pieces in an instant, but he didn't care. "What did you say?!"

……

"Hmph~~"

A melodious humming sound slowly drifted out from a small and exquisite villa in the rest area of ​​the Spiritual Pagoda. The morning light gently sprinkled on the window lattice, coating the entire space with a layer of hazy warm gold.

Leng Yaozhu walked barefoot on the warm cloud-patterned marble floor, her hair casually tied into a loose bun, with a few strands of hair hanging on the side of her swan neck.

She hummed a tuneless little song, and her jade-like fingertips brushed across the blue light flowing on the surface of the clean soul guide. She took out the porcelain plates with a faint lemon scent one by one, her movements as gentle as if she was fiddling with fragile glass.

As the cabinet door opened and closed, warm yellow light poured down, illuminating the dimples at the corners of her lips. The moment she pressed the disinfection heating button, fine steam rose up and condensed into crystal drops on her eyelashes.

"It's done."

She straightened her clothes in front of the mirror-like cupboard door. Her skin, faintly visible under the silk nightgown, had a pearly luster. After making sure there was not a single wrinkle or stain, she walked towards the living room filled with morning light with cat-like steps.

In the living room, Yun Ming was sitting quietly on the sofa, his brows slightly furrowed, his deep eyes full of thought. His slender fingers tapped the armrest of the sofa unconsciously, as if he was immersed in his own world of thoughts.

Leng Yaozhu narrowed her ruby ​​eyes cunningly, tiptoed the ground, and like a black panther ready to pounce, she quietly moved behind the sofa.

Suddenly, she wrapped her arms around Yun Ming's neck like vines, and jumped up lightly, hanging on his broad back like a koala. The straps of her silk nightgown slipped off, revealing half of her creamy skin.

Yun Ming's body stiffened slightly, but soon relaxed again. The familiar scent of magnolia lingered around his nose, and the soft touch from behind made him curl the corners of his lips helplessly.

Ever since that fateful intimate encounter, Leng Yaozhu has been like a clingy little animal, always loving to assert her sovereignty in this possessive way.

"Yun, what are you thinking about?" Leng Yaozhu's voice was a little coquettish. She turned gently, and smoothly rolled from Yun Ming's back to the front, and then curled up in his warm arms.

This position that once belonged to Yali was finally firmly occupied by her. Leng Yaozhu leaned on Yun Ming's chest, listening to the steady and powerful heartbeat, and her thoughts involuntarily drifted far away.

In her memory, the scene of Yali leaning on Yun Ming's shoulder and the two of them swinging on the swing together under the ancient golden tree in the inner courtyard of Shrek was like a thorn deeply embedded in her heart.

But now the situation has changed, and she wants to turn all her unfulfilled fantasies into reality.

For example, she could find a remote small city far away from the hustle and bustle, build a cozy little villa there, and live with Yunming. There should be a single swing outside the villa, so that she and Yunming could sit on the swing together in the afternoon, bathing in the warm sunshine and relying on each other.

Just as Leng Yaozhu was immersed in her fantasy, Yun Ming's hand slowly brushed through her waterfall-like hair. He sighed softly, with a hint of melancholy in his voice: "I'm thinking about Yu Lai. I haven't seen her since we parted ways, and I don't know if she's doing well now."

Leng Yaozhu's heart trembled slightly when she heard this, but she still kept a calm smile on her face. She comforted him softly, "Don't worry, Yu Lai is very tough, it won't be that easy for her to get into trouble."

As soon as she said this, she realized something was wrong and secretly looked up to observe Yun Ming's reaction.

Sure enough, Yun Ming immediately looked at Leng Yaozhu in his arms with a strange look. No, isn't Leng Yulai your biological sister? Is it really appropriate to describe her as "rough-skinned and thick-fleshed"?

Leng Yaozhu also realized that she had said the wrong thing and was a little flustered, but she quickly calmed down. She quickly added: "Think about it, Yu Lai's soul power has reached level 98. With her strength, it's not easy for her to get into trouble."

"Yeah, that's right." Yun Ming nodded after listening to Leng Yaoju's explanation.

Seeing that Yun Ming believed what she said, Leng Yaozhu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, she knew more about her sister Leng Yulai's movements than anyone else. At this moment, Leng Yulai was being controlled by the Tang Sect, who even asked her to redeem her sister by exchanging her for Yun Ming.

But Leng Yaozhu is not in a hurry now. In her opinion, as long as Yun Ming is by her side, the people of Tang Sect will not dare to act rashly and will definitely not kill her.

Although she knew that Leng Yulai might suffer some hardships at the Tang Sect's side, it didn't matter. Phoenix-type martial spirits had the characteristics of thick skin and strong recovery ability. She firmly believed that her sister would be able to get through it.

She thought silently in her heart: "Yulai, I can only make you suffer for a while, but don't worry, I will definitely save you in the future."

Thinking of this, Leng Yaozhu put her arms around Yun Ming's neck, her eyes full of affection and attachment. Their cheeks quickly came close, their breaths intertwined, and the air was filled with strong love.

"Wait, Yaozhu, it's still morning. It's not a good idea to do this. Don't you have to go to work?" Yun Ming said helplessly, but his eyes were full of pampering.

Leng Yaozhu bit his lower lip coquettishly, her hair falling like a waterfall, weaving a private barrier between the two of them: "It's okay~ Yun~ I've already taken a long vacation recently. I've also handed over the work to a junior of the Leng family, so it's okay."

She raised her head, the corners of her eyes were tinged with an alluring crimson color, and her ruby-like eyes were covered with a layer of mist, as if filled with drizzle on a spring night, "Yun, can you give me a child?"

As soon as the words fell, the air seemed to freeze instantly. Yun Ming's pupils suddenly contracted, and looking at the fiery flames burning in the eyes of the woman in front of him, ripples appeared in his heart.

The next second, he turned over and pressed Leng Yaozhu under him. His dark robe and her white silk nightgown intertwined, creating a strong visual impact. His voice was low and hoarse, with a bit of restraint and lust: "Then, you should be ready."

"Yeah." Leng Yaozhu responded softly, with a barely perceptible tremor in her voice. The collar of her silk nightgown was slightly open, revealing a large area of ​​jade-white skin, which shone like pearls in the morning light.

She put her arms around Yun Ming's neck and pressed herself closer to him, as if she wanted to merge their bodies into one.

Leng Yaozhu stared at the ceiling above her head, but her thoughts had already drifted away. In her world, there has always been only "must get" and "must have".

She wanted to take what Yali had, and she wanted to hold on to what Yali didn't have. Compared with Yali, who had hidden injuries and couldn't have children, she believed that she had a unique advantage.

Her healthy body, strong vitality, and her ardent and almost paranoid love for Yun Ming all made her firmly believe that she was Yun Ming's best partner.

She even thought of the name of her future child. If it was a boy, she would name him Yun Potian, which means breaking free from all constraints and creating his own world; if it was a girl, she would name her Yun Yun, which is like the clouds in the sky, elegant and smart.

"Ding dong! Ding dong!"

Just when the two were in love, the doorbell suddenly rang at an inopportune time.

(Photo by Leng Yaozhu)

(End of this chapter)