A sharp cry echoed through the room.
Ning Rongrong felt as if her tunnel was being relentlessly bombarded by Tang Yin's artillery, wave after wave of intense pleasure surging through her like a primal force. The overwhelming sensations threatened to drown her completely, pushing her to the brink of unconsciousness from sheer ecstasy.
When Tang Yin's final shell exploded deep within her, Ning Rongrong's face twisted into an unrestrained expression of bliss. This was her first time with Tang Yin—her first time ever—and she hadn't expected to lose herself so completely under the assault of his "crimson cannon."
A moment later, Tang Yin exhaled deeply in satisfaction.
Ning Rongrong's beauty had far exceeded his expectations, but as a support-type spirit master, her physical endurance was pitifully weak. Just their first battle had left her unable to withstand the bombardment of his cannon.
If it had been Zhu Zhuqing or A Yin, their spirit power and constitution might have allowed them to hold out longer. But Ning Rongrong…
Tang Yin glanced down at the panting, flushed girl sprawled weakly across the bed, her face still etched with pleasure. I'll have to train her body properly later, he thought. Otherwise, she'll collapse too quickly—where's the fun in that?
For now, he decided not to push further. Ning Rongrong was already exhausted, and he worried that continuing might be too much for her.
"Rongrong, come on, let's wash up. Then I'll help you recover and strengthen your body," Tang Yin said, lifting her soft, pliant form into his arms.
Ning Rongrong let out a weak "Mmm," too drained to resist as he carried her into the bathroom. Though embarrassed, she had no strength left—after that strange flood of release, her body felt completely spent.
Inside the bathroom, Tang Yin filled the tub and tested the water before stepping in, bringing Ning Rongrong with him. At first, she was shy, acutely aware of her nakedness pressed against him—and even more aware of his still-erect cannon, poised and ready to fire again at any moment.
But as Tang Yin gently tended to her, she gradually relaxed.
"Tang Yin… are you uncomfortable?" she asked softly.
"A little," he admitted. "But your body's too weak right now. Once I've tempered you properly, we'll go at it for three hundred rounds." His large hand glided over her satin-smooth back, savoring the sensation.
Hearing his promise to strengthen her, Ning Rongrong nestled against him happily, letting him caress her as he pleased.
Her original purpose in coming tonight had been to seek his help in improving her abilities. Though things had escalated beyond her expectations, she didn't regret it—Tang Yin was someone she loved, and doing such things with him was nothing but joyful. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭•𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦•𝘯𝘦𝘵
A thought struck her.
What will my family think when they find out I've taken a man?
Would her father be angry? Would he cause trouble for Tang Yin?
And what about Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing? If they knew what she and Tang Yin had done, would they think her shameless?
After a moment of hesitation, she made up her mind.
"Tang Yin…" she murmured. "Can we keep this a secret for now? I don't want Zhu Zhuqing or Xiao Wu misunderstanding us."
Afraid he might think she was rejecting him, she quickly added, "Don't get me wrong! I just mean… after we graduate, we can be together openly. For now, let's focus on our studies and act like normal classmates. But if you ever want me… you can come find me secretly. Or I'll come to you."
Tang Yin grinned. "Of course. Whatever you say."
He affectionately pinched her cheek and kissed her forehead—though his cannon showed no signs of calming down.
Seeing this, Ning Rongrong felt a pang of guilt. I couldn't satisfy him earlier because I was too weak…
Determined to make up for it, she turned in the water, kneeling before him before slowly lowering her head to serve his cannon once more.
As she worked, her movements grew deeper, her head dipping beneath the water's surface before rising again, then sinking once more.
Water sloshed over the edges of the tub with each motion.
Tang Yin leaned back, thoroughly enjoying her enthusiastic efforts. Her initiative pleased him greatly, and he resolved to help her grow stronger—so they could explore even more exciting games in the future.
With that thought, he activated his Green Light System and browsed its inventory:
[Green Light Points: 60,000]
[10,000-Year Spirit Bones × 3]
[Spirit Ring Upgrade (to 10,000 Years) × 1]
Without hesitation, he used the Spirit Ring Upgrade to elevate his remaining hundred-year ring to ten-thousand-year level. Now, all three of his spirit rings were at the ten-thousand-year tier, vastly increasing their power.
The upgrade also pushed his spirit power—already at level 38—straight to level 39. He was now just one step away from becoming a Spirit Ancestor (40th rank).
Next, he examined the three 10,000-Year Spirit Bones—rewards from Liu Erlong, Zhu Zhuqing, and Ning Rongrong.
Was the system designed to benefit the women I've been with? he wondered. Each bone perfectly matched its original owner's attributes.
Since these bones were useless to him, he decided to gift them later—after all, if he didn't strengthen these women, how could they withstand his cannon's relentless assaults?
It's been half a month since I last saw Liu Erlong… he mused. I should visit Blue Tyrant Academy soon for another taste of her.
"Tang Yin…" Ning Rongrong paused, lifting her head. "What are you thinking about? It's getting… even harder…"
Tang Yin smirked. "Nothing important. Keep going—I'm almost there."
With that, he gently pressed her head back down, letting her resume her diligent work.
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