Martial arts have become extinct worldwide, yet I am forced to have a large family.

Time flies, and this unexpected "birthday party" came to an end amidst the noise and commotion.

Those who need to go back to class should go back to class, and those who need to continue training should continue training.

The once bustling shop was now empty except for Yang Xian, Bai Chuyi, and Xu Huanhuan.

"Da Yang... I'm so happy today..."

Bai Chuyi's face was flushed, and her clear eyes looked somewhat dreamy.

She had just been tricked by Xu Huanhuan into drinking some fruit wine.

Although the alcohol content is not high, it still has a strong aftereffect on a naive young girl who has never drunk alcohol.

"Xiaobai made a lot of friends today!" She leaned against Yang Xian, her voice soft and sweet, with a hint of satisfied silliness.

"As long as you're happy." Yang Xian helped her up and gently ruffled her long, blue hair.

This was the first time he had ever seen Bai Chuyi with such a pure and radiant smile.

It wasn't because I ate delicious food, but because I gained friends and integrated into the group.

This silly girl usually follows quietly behind him; it turns out that deep down, she also longs for such liveliness and companionship.

It seems she still lacks companionship.

Yang Xian sighed inwardly and turned to look at the culprit beside him: "Thank you for today..."

Xu Huanhuan turned around and moved closer to Yang Xian, her fiery red twin ponytails swaying back and forth.

"Thank me? Just saying it won't do." She tilted her head, revealing two sharp little fangs. "How are you going to thank me?"

Yang Xian was already used to her acting this way.

"What do you want?"

"I don't want anything." Xu Huanhuan pointed to the half-empty bottle of fruit wine on the table. "It's a waste to throw this away. Can you finish it for me?"

"Simple, give it to me!" Yang Xian readily agreed.

For martial artists, as long as they circulate their internal energy, they can easily expel the alcohol from their bodies, so it doesn't really matter how much they drink.

"Hey, don't rush."

Xu Huanhuan stopped Yang Xian's outstretched hand, her smile becoming increasingly playful.

My condition is...

She deliberately drew out her words, speaking each one slowly and deliberately.

"I'll feed you myself!"

Before she finished speaking, she had already picked up the wine bottle, tilted her snow-white neck back, and poured the remaining half bottle of wine into her mouth.

Yang Xian's pupils suddenly contracted.

not good!

The thought had barely crossed his mind when Xu Huanhuan's face loomed large before his eyes.

Sure enough, the next second, a soft, warm touch covered his lips.

Immediately afterwards, a cool, sweet liquid, with a faint wheat aroma and the unique scent of a young girl, was forcibly poured into his mouth.

He could even feel her playful tongue lightly brushing against his lips.

After feeding him the wine, Xu Huanhuan retreated contentedly, licked her glistening lips, and looked at him with a smug expression.

"How is it? Is it good?"

"Is the wine better, or is Lady Xu Huanhuan's... flavor better?"

Yang Xian looked at her, and after two seconds, he slowly swallowed the wine in his mouth, his expression returning to calm.

Looking into her expectant eyes, he answered seriously, "The wine tastes even better."

Xu Huanhuan's smile froze instantly.

"you--!"

But Yang Xian slowly spoke again: "But... yours is sweeter."

Upon hearing this, Xu Huanhuan was stunned, then snorted:

"Well, you're smart to know your place!"

"Alright! Hurry up and take your little sweetheart with you, don't keep me from calling someone to clean the house!"

Yang Xian smiled, said nothing more, helped Bai Chuyi, who was almost asleep, to her feet, and walked towards the door.

The moment he left with Bai Chuyi and the shop door closed.

Xu Huanhuan's smile slowly faded.

She spoke lazily to the empty corner of the shop.

"Principal Huang, aren't you coming out yet?"

A ripple spread through the air, and Principal Huang and Assistant Chen appeared out of thin air in the small shop.

"You little girl from the Xu family, you certainly have a lot of tricks up your sleeve," Principal Huang said, his hands behind his back, his tone unreadable. "You haven't taken my advice seriously at all."

"What's wrong?"

Xu Huanhuan turned around, crossed her arms, and faced the seventh-realm Martial Emperor without the slightest fear.

"Is Principal Huang trying to use his higher academic standing to expel them from Chengwu University?"

She looked at Principal Huang with a smile, but there was a hint of provocation in her eyes.

There is an ancestor in the family who is an eighth-level martial saint.

That's how arrogant they are!

"I wouldn't dare!" Principal Huang sighed, his serious expression softening.

"Speaking of which, I should thank you!"

"Oh dear, I've been too strict with Bai Chuyi lately, only thinking about making her focus on cultivation, and I've neglected... the social interaction and happiness that someone her age should have."

"No need for thanks." Xu Huanhuan walked to the door. "Just help me clean up the shop. Bye!"

As soon as she finished speaking, her figure disappeared through the doorway.

Principal Huang's smile froze.

He looked down at the cake frosting, confetti, and empty bottles scattered all over the floor, and then at the mess of plates on the table.

My eyelids twitched violently.

"So she just said she'd hire someone to clean..."

Are you talking about me?

------

Yang Xian helped Bai Chuyi walk along the tree-lined path back to the dormitory.

The night breeze was cool, dispelling some of the smell of alcohol from the girl, but her consciousness was still somewhat hazy.

She clung to Yang Xian, muttering to herself.

"Da Yang, how about we find more friends for Xiao Bai in the future?"

"I wish it could be like today... everyone eating cake together, talking together, it would be so lively..."

Yang Xian paused for a moment.

He lowered his head, looking at the innocent profile of the girl in his arms, and a strange feeling welled up in his heart.

Does Xiaobai mean I should build a harem?

But considering Xiaobai's naive and almost blank personality, the concept of "harem" probably doesn't even exist in her little head.

To her, Luo Bingyan and Xu Huanhuan were just "friends" with whom she could eat cake and talk.

She simply enjoys the lively atmosphere and the feeling of being accompanied by others.

That's it.

"Okay, sure," Yang Xian replied in a low voice.

Soon, the two arrived at Bai Chuyi's dormitory building.

As a student with SS-level talent, Bai Chuyi enjoys the highest level of treatment; her dormitory is a separate two-story building.

Yang Xian helped her into the room and gently placed the girl on the soft bed.

Bai Chuyi sat on the bed, her cheeks flushed a lovely pink from the alcohol, her lips slightly pouting.

"Da Yang...!"

"It's time for us to have a baby..."