Douluo Continent: Long Live the Spirit Hall

Ye Lingling and Ning Rongrong thought they were being discreet and careful, but Yan was a cunning and scheming man; how could he not discover them? He didn't mind a live broadcast, but the three leading ladies had to agree before they could go all out.

Dugu Yan lowered her head, not daring to look up at him. After a long silence, she whispered, "Brother Yan, is there something I did wrong?"

Yan reached out and lifted Dugu Yan's little face, smiling as she said, "Don't overthink it. It's just that today isn't the right time. If we don't go out soon, those two little third wheels outside are about to cause trouble."

"Rongrong and Lingling are outside, they..."

Dugu Yan belatedly realized what was happening, and her little face immediately turned bright red. Yan found it amusing and couldn't resist reaching out to play with it. If this were any other time, Dugu Yan would definitely have been reluctant to comply, but knowing that her two best friends were outside, she couldn't possibly cooperate.

"Brother Yan, please choose another one, please spare her."

She gently broke free from Yan's embrace, rolled off the bed, and ran out of the room. Just as Ning Rongrong was about to knock on the door, the shy and flustered Dugu Yan burst out, not even wanting to stay a moment longer, and fled the courtyard as if escaping.

"Hey, Sister Yan Yan."

Ye Lingling and Ning Rongrong were both stunned. Before they could figure out what was going on, Yan had already slowly walked out of the room. His clothes were obviously neatly arranged, without even a wrinkle.

Yan approached the two of them, revealing what he thought was an extremely bright smile. "Rongrong, Lingling, you've come to invite me to dinner too, right? Thank you for your concern, I'm fine."

"Hmph, don't flatter yourself. Who cares what happened to you, you big pervert? We're worried about Sister Yan Yan."

Ning Rongrong couldn't stand Yan's smug look. She put her hands on her hips and questioned, "What did you do to Sister Yan just now? Why did she run away in such a hurry?"

"Rongrong, you should know that."

Yan's smile suddenly turned strange, and he lowered his head so close to touch Ning Rongrong's face. "Do you need Brother Yan to help you remember?"

"You, you, remember what you've got..."

The eloquent little devil Ning Rongrong suddenly became stuttering. In her panic, she pushed Yan away and then dragged Ye Lingling away from the scene.

"Life is getting more and more agonizing, and there are more and more judges around."

Yan stretched his shoulders and back as he stood there, watching Ning Rongrong and Ye Lingling's departing figures, his smile growing even brighter.

He found that after arriving in Douluo Continent, he was probably influenced by the local atmosphere, and the lower the standard was getting. Ning Rongrong at ten years old, Ye Lingling at thirteen, and Dugu Yan at fourteen—if they were in the top ten, they would have made a fortune in three years... Pshaw, no loss at all.

This was something he wouldn't have dared to even dream of in his previous life, but now... He used to think he was a person of strong will, but now, to hell with it.

This can only be blamed on the different environment in Douluo Continent, where boys and girls develop too quickly. In his previous life, a girl in her teens was very naive, but in this life, he couldn't even hold the pair of big cats in his hands.

Dugu Yan's current figure is just right, but it looks like she can still grow. Ye Lingling is an even bigger surprise; according to Dugu Yan, her figure is even larger. As for Ning Rongrong, can you believe that a ten-year-old girl is already beyond the scope of an A cup?

"How should I build a relationship with her tomorrow? Judging from Ye Lingling's current impression of me, she's not easy to deal with. Should I just force myself on her...? That might not be a good idea..."

Yan stood there for a while, feeling a little conflicted. After a long time, he still had no clue what to do, so he could only go eat first. He believed that food was the most important thing, and things would work out in the end.

……

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's castle is located outside Heaven Dou City, built against the mountain, and its area is even larger than that of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy. Yan's residence is located deep within the castle, with a clear spring flowing down from the back mountain, a stream running through the garden, small bridges spanning the water, and beautiful scenery.

The air was still slightly damp in the early morning. A thin mist enveloped the courtyard. Yan slowly walked out of the room, strolled to the garden pavilion, and then sat down on the stone chair.

He rested his elbow on the table, propping his chin up, his mind drifting to other things. When he was startled awake again, laughter and footsteps had already reached outside the courtyard.

"You big pervert, why are you up so early today?"

Ning Rongrong found it strange to see Yan sitting in the pavilion. She remembered clearly that this guy could sleep for as long as he wanted, and sometimes he wouldn't get up until the sun was high in the sky.

Yan sighed, feigning melancholy, "Sigh, I couldn't fall back asleep this morning because I didn't see Rongrong come to find me when I woke up."

"Pah, shameless."

Ning Rongrong was clearly immune to his words. After spitting at him, she stepped forward and patted the stone table. "Don't sit there. Hurry up and bring out the chess set. Today, I'm going to dominate the battlefield."

"Rongrong, you... you have to accept some things as they are. If it's not going to work, it's not going to work."

Yan was also somewhat helpless about Ning Rongrong, who was both bad at playing games and loved to play. These days, this young lady had repeatedly failed but never gave up, and her little face had been punished by him countless times. After so many times, he was also a little... well, mainly because Ning Rongrong was still too young to go to third base, which was quite sad.

"I'm not playing with a cheater like you. You always win; you must have rigged it."

Ning Rongrong muttered in dissatisfaction, then urged, "Hurry up and take the things out. I want to play with Sister Yanyan and Sister Lingling."

"This little girl has become smarter and more clever; she even knows how to bully weaker opponents now."

Yan glanced at Ning Rongrong, then took out the chessboard as she asked, and then explained the rules to Ye Lingling and Dugu Yan.

Perhaps because entertainment activities in Douluo Continent are so scarce, such as simple board games, Ye Lingling and Dugu Yan found it very interesting and quickly became as engrossed as Ning Rongrong.

This time, Ning Rongrong took the lead, with Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling challenging her one after the other, and then... both suffered crushing defeats. Ning Rongrong was more familiar with the rules, so dealing with two novices was relatively easy for her.

After Ye Lingling lost another round, Dugu Yan took her turn. Yan was speechless at the sight of these two weaklings fighting each other. Then, his eyes fell on Ye Lingling.

Ye Lingling was looking at the beautiful scenery around her. When she saw the garden that had been ravaged several times, her gaze changed slightly, as if she was feeling sorry for it.

Yan felt he had found an opportunity, and leaned closer, saying, "Lingling, I've tried to reason with Rongrong about her temper several times, but there's nothing I can do. Why don't we go over and see if there's any way to salvage the situation..."

When Yan approached, Ye Lingling was a little wary, but after hearing his words, her attitude seemed to soften a lot. Finally, she nodded and stood up with him, walking towards the small garden.

Yan and Ye Lingling arrived at the small garden, where flowers were in full bloom and the scenery was delightful. However, the only flaw was that a large number of flowers around them had been vandalized, and the person's actions were particularly rough.

Ye Lingling looked at the clusters of wilted flowers, a trace of sadness flashing in her eyes. With a slight movement of her palm, the Nine Heart Begonia Martial Soul was released. Strands of red and white light accompanied the fluttering petals as they fell into the flower clusters, instantly restoring many flowers to life.

"Let me help out too."

Yan glanced at the flower bushes that had regained much of their vitality, smiled, walked over, rolled up his sleeves, ignored the mud on the ground, picked up a camellia, and began to examine his surroundings.

He was like a focused old farmer, searching for a suitable spot. These flowers had been badly damaged by Ning the Little Witch; some could no longer be kept in their original locations and needed to be transplanted.

Planting flowers is a very particular art. Camellias prefer shade and dislike heat, so you can't just transplant them anywhere. Yan searched for a long time and finally stopped in front of a rockery. There was a pool of running water there, and it was also a shady place, which was just right.

He loosened the soil and watered the plants, his movements slow but meticulous, creating a pleasing sight. Ye Lingling initially harbored some dislike for him, but at this moment, looking at the figure earnestly planting flowers before her, her gaze changed slightly.

She couldn't see much more, but for now, this Holy Son of the Spirit Hall seemed to be someone who understood and cherished flowers.

Thinking this, Ye Lingling made a move and came to Yan's side. The Nine Heart Begonia scattered petals, and the camellia, which was in poor condition due to transplanting, immediately regained its vitality. If nothing unexpected happens, it will be able to continue to bloom here.

Yan looked up at Ye Lingling and smiled, then continued transplanting flowers. Ye Lingling followed beside him, ensuring the flowers survived. One planted, the other saved; the two cooperated silently, seemingly sharing a tacit understanding.

"Lingling, come help me."

Yan came to a cluster of flowers and called out to Ye Lingling. It was a cluster of rather strange flowers, somewhat similar to wild chrysanthemums, but not exactly the same.

Yan moved the entire clump of chrysanthemums to another location, where they could easily enjoy the sunlight without having to face the scorching sun directly.

After Yan finished doing all that, he stood up, walked to the small waterfall that draws water from the mountain spring, washed his hands, and, seemingly noticing the curiosity in Ye Lingling's eyes, explained, "Those peanuts are delicate, they like light, and they dislike standing water. So we need to move them to a different place."

"Brother Yan, you know so much."

Ye Lingling's voice was very pleasant, clear and melodious. After spending this time together, her way of addressing Yan had changed. Now she called him "Big Brother," but tomorrow she might call him "Brother" like Dugu Yan did. Once she called him "Brother," wouldn't "Good Brother" or "Sweet Brother" be far behind?

"Lingling, your hands are dirty from helping out, wash them too."

Yan moved aside, and Ye Lingling went to wash her hands by the waterfall. At that moment, a gentle breeze blew by, and a withered yellow leaf drifted in the wind, landing right on Ye Lingling's head.

Yan was right next to Ye Lingling. When he saw the fallen leaf, he instinctively reached out to pick it up. Ye Lingling happened to look up and turn around at the same time, and that's when the accident happened.

"what……"

Ye Lingling's head was pulled by Yan's palm, and in her fright, she slipped and fell into the stream. Yan naturally couldn't stand by and watch this happen, so he quickly reached out and pulled her back.

Ye Lingling's waist was very slender and soft, which was Yan's true feeling after holding her. Holding her in his arms felt very fulfilling. Dugu Yan was not lying; she was indeed a treasure girl.

Yan tightened his arms around Ye Lingling's slender waist slightly, silently feeling the fullness pressed against her chest. This natural fullness without silicone was the real treasure.

A gentle breeze swept by, lifting a hazy black veil. Yan instinctively reached out and grabbed it before looking down. He finally saw Ye Lingling's true face and froze on the spot.

This is an exceptionally beautiful girl with a head of deep blue hair that resembles the blue sky and sea. Her unique hair color makes one want to touch it. Her beautiful face has skin as white as snow, and her delicate features are free of makeup. Her natural beauty is breathtaking.

Ye Lingling's attire was very simple, but her bright and beautiful eyes seemed to speak volumes. Combined with her naturally shy and charming demeanor, few men could resist such allure.

"Lingling, are you alright?"

Yan smiled slightly, her voice very soft, as if she was worried about disturbing the timid girl in front of her.

"fine."

Ye Lingling shook her head. Perhaps Yan's gaze was a little too intense, because she seemed somewhat shy and uneasy.

Yan explained softly, "Uh, just now, I was trying to help you remove the fallen leaves from your head, I didn't mean to."

"I know you didn't mean to. I just tripped and fell by accident. I should thank Brother Yan for saving me."

A strange look flashed across Ye Lingling's clear eyes. She had indeed been a little flustered at first, thinking that Yan had revealed his true nature and become lustful.

But when she fell, she saw the fallen leaf in Yan's hand and knew that he meant well, so she naturally wouldn't misunderstand anything.

"What are you doing?"

Just as Yan was about to say something more, another discordant voice rang out beside him. Yan didn't need to turn around to know that it was that little devil who had come to ruin his plans again. He turned around helplessly and asked, "Rongrong, what do you think I'm doing?"

Ning Rongrong stared at Yan for a while, but didn't find the evidence she was looking for. However, she still wouldn't let it go, "You've been lustful. You took advantage of me and Sister Yan Yan when we weren't paying attention to bully Sister Lingling. I told you we couldn't let you two be alone together, something bad was bound to happen."

Yan felt utterly speechless. Was this how Ning Rongrong perceived him? "Do you think I would do that kind of thing in broad daylight?"

At this moment, Ye Lingling also helped to explain, "Rongrong, you misunderstood. I just accidentally fell down, and Brother Yan was helping me up."

Ning Rongrong was still unhappy and said, "Hmph, I don't believe he's that kind. If he's trying to save someone, why is he still holding on to me like this?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Lingling, who was still being held tightly by Yan, immediately felt embarrassed. She subconsciously pushed him away, but he didn't budge. Her face turned slightly red, and she whispered, "Brother Yan, can you... let go of me?"

"Uh, I didn't notice, I didn't notice, Lingling, don't worry about it."

Since the person in question had already reminded him, Yan could only reluctantly let go of Ye Lingling. The feeling of fulfillment was gone, which made Yan very unhappy. He glared at Ning Rongrong in annoyance, and the latter made a face with her tongue sticking out at him before running away in a flash.

"Brother Yan, thank you. I'll head over now."

After straightening her disheveled clothes, Ye Lingling bowed slightly to Yan in thanks. Yan reached out his hand, and Ye Lingling quickly left the stream like a startled deer.

Yan opened his mouth, unsure what to say; his reputation had been damaged again. Suddenly, as if remembering something, he looked up again only to find that Ye Lingling's figure had already disappeared into the distance.

His right hand was slightly raised, and in his palm was a black veil, on which the girl's scent and warmth still lingered.

"I'll return this to Lingling next time."

After hesitating for a moment, he chose to put it in his pocket, whether as a keepsake or for some other reason was unknown.

Chapter 232 Poker Cards and Playing Poker

"Ugh, I lost again..."

Just as a bright moon appeared on the horizon, Yan placed his piece to checkmate the enemy. Ning Rongrong looked at the chessboard with a mournful expression; her last piece had just been captured.

At this moment, she was filled with annoyance and stared at Yan with dissatisfaction. Unfortunately, Yan was currently looking at her delicate little face and preparing to stick another note on her.

It wasn't just Ning Rongrong; Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling's delicate faces were also covered in notes, completely obscured. In contrast, Yan's face was spotless, and he even had a smug look on his face – this was the most hateful situation.