Zhu Lan stopped speaking.
Ye Feng lightly brushed the matter aside and said softly, “Get up. Come and practice some moves with me.”
Zhu Lan still did not react.
“Sigh.”
Ye Feng let out a soft sigh and dug Zhu Lan out from under the covers.
The corners of Zhu Lan’s eyes were slightly red, and her hair was a mess, making her look quite pitiful.
She turned her head away, refusing to look at him.
Seeing her like that, Ye Feng’s heart immediately softened.
“Don’t be angry. I won’t tie you up, alright? I was just scaring you earlier; I didn’t actually intend to tie you up.”
Zhu Lan still said nothing.
She felt that the protagonist was someone who would actually do what he said.
In the original novel, the protagonist had too many women in his harem from all over the world.
To ensure every member of the harem could stay by his side, the author actually wrote that the protagonist put them all into a Sumeru space he carried with him!
Dozens of women, all placed into one Sumeru space.
‘He can have whatever flavor he wants, a different one every day.’
Just thinking about that hellish harem field made Zhu Lan feel like she could not breathe.
“Zhu Lan, don’t be angry, okay? How about this: if I have business elsewhere, I’ll leave enough blood for you so you won’t have any issues.”
Ye Feng made a concession.
However, because Zhu Lan was distracted by the thought of dozens of women living together in a Sumeru space, she still did not reply.
Ye Feng gradually lost his patience.
His gaze turned cold, no longer gentle.
“You don’t have to practice, but at the very least, you won’t be able to get out of bed tomorrow morning. I’ve been wanting to try some new things for a while now. I hope you can endure it and not cry too loudly.”
His words instantly snapped Zhu Lan back to reality.
“No, don’t.”
Zhu Lan was startled and proactively reached out to bury herself in Ye Feng’s chest.
She was genuinely a bit afraid of him when he was like this.
Ye Feng’s ability to follow through was terrifyingly high.
Every time he said something outrageous, he actually did it.
The last time she was bullied the worst, she was in pain for 3 days.
“Ye Feng, don’t treat me like that.”
Zhu Lan’s voice quickly took on a slight sob, and her hands gripped his arms tightly.
Feeling the soft warmth in his arms, Ye Feng’s tone finally softened again.
“I can choose not to treat you that way, but you have to be obedient, understood? If you’re obedient, I won’t mistreat you.”
Zhu Lan nodded repeatedly in agreement.
“That’s more like it.”
Ye Feng set her down and pressed himself over her.
“Ye Feng!”
Zhu Lan reached out to push against his approaching chest.
“Didn’t you say we were going out to practice moves?!”
Ye Feng’s eyes were dark, staring at her until her heart raced with fear.
“We’re not practicing anymore.”
“Wait, wait a minute!”
Zhu Lan pushed him away with all her might and proposed a condition.
“If you ever have a harem in the future, I’m leaving.”
Ye Feng only considered it for 2 seconds before continuing his movements.
“Deal.”
Only then did Zhu Lan give up her resistance.
‘I don’t believe the protagonist would choose one woman and abandon dozens of beauties who are within his reach,’ she thought.
Every member of the protagonist’s harem was outstanding and unique; he could switch flavors whenever he wanted.
When the time came and Ye Feng grew somewhat tired of her to seek out others, she would be able to leave openly.
Of all the acting she had done today, this sentence was the only thing she truly wanted to say.
Zhu Lan closed her eyes and let Ye Feng have his way.
Her future freedom could only be guaranteed by the promise she fought for today.
“The top ten disciples, please stand in the center of the field! The elders will now announce the results of the Sect Grand Competition!”
“The top ten disciples are: Daozi, Xiao Yan, Feng Bujue, Tang Si, Xiong Ba…”
“The awards ceremony is complete! Now, the sect will leave the arena to the top ten geniuses of this competition. We hope you all achieve the rankings you desire!”
Strictly speaking, the Sect Grand Competition had ended there.
The arena was now simply left for the top ten disciples to determine their specific rankings.
However, the area below the stage was still packed with spectators, making the venue impassable.
This was a battle between the ten most outstanding disciples of the Heavenly Derivation Sect — an annual grand event.
Almost all the disciples chose to stay and witness the elegance of these geniuses.
But soon, sharp-eyed disciples noticed something was wrong.
“Wait, look! Why are there eleven disciples on the stage?!”
“It’s true! Didn’t they say it was the top ten? Why are there eleven people up there?”
“Look, who is that challenging Senior Brother Xiao Yan? He looks a bit unfamiliar.”
“It’s actually the Senior Brother of Yushou Peak! That’s the ruthless man who can go toe-to-toe with Daozi!”
Many disciples soon recognized Ye Feng’s identity.
Although they were surprised, they did not say much.
The strength Ye Feng had displayed previously was obvious to everyone.
Most disciples believed he indeed had the strength to enter the top ten.
However, some disciples did not agree.
“Who is that! How can he be so shameless? Is your name even on the top ten list? Going up there is an embarrassment!”
“Shameless! Get down!”
“Get down!”
“Get down!”
…
“It’s you?”
Xiao Yan recognized Ye Feng and was slightly surprised.
But he quickly entered a combat state and performed a formal bow.
“Please guide me.”
Ye Feng returned the bow.
The moment the battle began, Ye Feng took a step forward.
His body was slightly crouched like a bowstring ready to fire….
Bang!
Ye Feng launched forward instantly.
His speed was so great that it caused a sonic boom in the air!
‘So fast!’
Xiao Yan’s pupils constricted as he immediately raised his spear to meet the attack.
Clang!
In a plain display of raw power, Xiao Yan was shaken back several steps.
‘Such incredible strength!’
Xiao Yan realized the power of the man before him.
Not daring to be careless, he bit his fingertip and dripped his blood onto the silver tip of the spear.
Ye Feng was unhurried, even watching Xiao Yan complete the blood-dripping process with interest.
It continued until the long spear turned bright red and began to tremble, letting out a hum.
Xiao Yan gave a cold laugh.
He did not actually need the time Ye Feng gave him to complete the weapon’s empowerment.
“Utterly arrogant!”
Xiao Yan did not retreat.
Instead, he lunged forward with his spear…
“Thunder Shock!”
Clang!
A crisp, clear sound echoed.
Ye Feng had not even drawn a weapon, relying solely on the strength of his physical body to forcibly block Xiao Yan’s attack!
‘What a powerful physique… but you’re looking down on me too much!’
Xiao Yan withdrew his spear and changed his move…
“Wind and Thunder Howl!”
A blast of astral wind erupted with Xiao Yan at the center.
Ye Feng retreated a few steps, leaving behind several faint afterimages like a ghost, easily dodging the powerful strike.
“Why won’t you draw your sword!”
Xiao Yan stood suspended in the air, holding his silver spear…
“LANDSLIDE!!”
Faced with Ye Feng’s contempt, Xiao Yan finally could not contain his rage and unleashed his strongest strike.
“You are not worthy.”
Ye Feng threw a punch.
A fierce gust of fist energy erupted, accompanied by the roars of dragons and tigers!
…
Daozi was feeling a bit bored on the side.
He saw that Ye Feng had come up as well, but he had not challenged him.
Instead, he chose to challenge the second-place disciple.
With eleven people on stage, everyone except for him was fighting.
He had been looking forward to fighting Ye Feng again.
What a pity.
It looked like Ye Feng had only just begun his challenge against Xiao Yan; he would not be able to win for a while.
Just as Daozi was about to leave, a familiar voice sounded from behind him.
“Let’s have another match.”