"Ah! You’re going to die! What nonsensical things are you saying!"
Tang Mengyun, clutching her forehead where Zhu Fei had knocked her, couldn’t help but blush slightly, her face tinted pink as she feigned annoyance and kicked him lightly.
Zhu Fei dodged swiftly, which only made Tang Mengyun glare at him resentfully.
"You only know how to tease me, I’m not talking to you anymore, Duoduo, let’s go!"
Saying this, Tang Mengyun huffed, actually stood up, grabbed Yun Duo beside her, and then walked straight out.
However, just before leaving, she stealthily winked at Pan Tingting, her expression filled with mischief.
Zhu Fei didn’t understand why, but when he saw Pan Tingting’s expression at that moment, he was instantly taken aback.
Because he clearly saw that Pan Tingting’s pretty face was also showing a blush, with a hint of shyness between her brows.
No... no way? Could it be that Mengyun that girl...?
Just as Zhu Fei thought of this, he saw Pan Tingting standing up, her face flushed as she glanced at him irritably and said, "Zhu Fei, what are you thinking about? I’m warning you, don’t think nonsense!"
With that, Pan Tingting also made as if to leave.
By now, Zhu Fei had realized that this was clearly Mengyun’s way of creating some alone time for him and Pan Tingting.
He was moved, and immediately stood in front of Pan Tingting who was about to leave, saying sincerely,
Pan Tingting’s departing figure halted, and she couldn’t help but turn and look towards Yang Fan.
Yang Fan smiled slightly.
"Tingting, I am now going to transfer a cultivation technique to you, remember, don’t be distracted!"
Saying this, Zhu Fei transferred the cultivation technique directly to Pan Tingting using the Divine Soul Imprint.
Pan Tingting was first startled, then quickly realized the extraordinariness of the technique and thus, as per Zhu Fei’s instruction, slowly started to circulate it.
As time trickled by, it was unknown when, but Zhu Fei had returned to Pan Tingting’s side.
Just at that moment, Pan Tingting also opened her eyes; their eyes met, and they shared a smile.
Several ’2 hours’ later, the two were quietly nestled together.
Pan Tingting looked tenderly at Zhu Fei, who at this moment was also circulating the cultivation technique within his body.
Because during that time when Zhu Fei and Pan Tingting had truly united, Zhu Fei immediately felt an extremely ’pure’ energy emanating from Pan Tingting.
That energy almost allowed his cultivation to break through.
Now that Zhu Fei’s cultivation had reached the Nascent Soul Realm, he did not want to absentmindedly step into Divinity Transformation, thereby invoking the Ascension Heavenly Tribulation.
So, the only thing he could do now was to gather the Pure Yin Energy from Pan Tingting’s body and slowly store it within his own.
In this way, he could control this power temporarily until he truly wanted to use it, and only then would it be fully absorbed by him.
Quickly, a day had passed.
And during that day, not only had Zhu Fei stored enough energy within him to ascend directly to Divinity Transformation, Pan Tingting’s cultivation had also suddenly entered the Golden Core Realm.
At that moment, Pan Tingting tilted her head, looking at the man beside her, and her heart involuntarily filled with sweetness.
"Dummy, what are you looking at?"
Zhu Fei smiled as he tapped Pan Tingting’s smooth forehead and asked with a smile.
"Nothing... nothing much."
Pan Tingting’s eyes showed a hint of panic, and she turned her head, attempting to look away from Zhu Fei, but Zhu Fei forcefully turned her face back, chuckling as he looked at her,
"Hmph! I can’t be bothered to be angry with you, just you wait and see how you explain this to Mengyun."
In the middle of speaking, a hint of slyness flashed through Pan Tingting’s eyes.
A sense of foreboding rose in Zhu Fei’s heart, and he asked somewhat uncertainly, "Tingting, yesterday, with Mengyun, wasn’t it that...?"
"What? She just wanted to give us some time alone, but you..."
Pan Tingting’s face turned red and she irritably glared at him.
A bitter smile appeared on Zhu Fei’s face, feeling as though he might really have misunderstood something yesterday.
But now that things had come to this point, he had nothing much to say, and considered that in the end, both were his women; he would just have to cajole Mengyun more later.
Thinking this, Zhu Fei playfully tapped Pan Tingting’s forehead, "You little rascal, really asking for a spanking."
Pan Tingting just "giggled" and quickly moved aside.
Seeing this, Zhu Fei couldn’t help but smile wryly again.