Douluo : Capture the goddess starting from peerless tang sect

Very quickly, Qian Ran spotted Zhou Yi. She had removed her mask, and no one recognized her at all.

Some even assumed she was just a maid or housekeeper at Qian Ran's estate.

Zhou Yi wore a bikini, and it was a particularly daring style.

The swimsuit was a two-piece, with a string-tied bottom and a halter-top.

Perhaps it was a size too small, making Zhou Yi's figure especially eye-catching. The top struggled to contain her, which made even Qian Ran stare wide-eyed.

Her curvaceous waist and slightly plump, pale long legs were Zhou Yi's most enticing features. Her fully developed, voluptuous body exuded a seductive charm, and her faintly upright demeanor, paired with a slight smirk, created a captivating blend of elegance and allure.

Although Zhou Yi's physique was not drastically different from Zhu Lu's, she knew how to present herself. She seemed to have purposely chosen a smaller-sized bikini, which made her voluptuous figure seem on the verge of overflowing.

"You're really bold, Teacher Zhou Yi."

Qian Ran glanced around. Zhou Yi truly seemed unafraid of being recognized.

It seemed her courage had grown considerably since the last time.

"Didn't I learn that from you? What? You think I shouldn't be here? Then I'll go?" Zhou Yi huffed and turned to leave.

"Hold on. I'm just worried someone might recognize you." Qian Ran laughed softly. He half-wanted to drag Fan Yu over just to see how stunning Zhou Yi looked. But of course, he wouldn't do such a thing. Zhou Yi's beauty was his to enjoy—he wouldn't even let Fan Yu see.

Besides, it seemed that Fan Yu might not be able to handle it now.

The heart of a woman is as venomous as the sea, Qian Ran mused, feeling a bit like Lord Ximen.

"Are you satisfied today?" Zhou Yi looked around at the dozens of beautiful girls nearby, her smile carrying a trace of irony. Even if Qian Ran were a mythical bull, he couldn't handle all that.

"You read me too well." Qian Ran chuckled, pulling Zhou Yi toward the pool.

The pool was deep; once in, the water reached their chests.

Holding Zhou Yi tightly, she quickly grasped Qian Ran's intent.

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"You're truly wicked. You scared me." Zhou Yi, exhausted, pushed Qian Ran away. She realized how bold he was. Despite her own strong adaptability, he had nearly scared her to death.

She couldn't truly be as wild as Qian Ran.

Luckily, perhaps because she usually managed things so strictly, everyone cherished this small break and didn't pay much attention to her.

Of course, even if someone had noticed, they wouldn't have thought much—only that her expression was a bit odd.

"Did you finish making that mask?"

"Next time, I'll take you to see Teacher Fan Yu's experiments."

Qian Ran yawned and found a spot to lie down.

"It's almost ready. Eager to torment others, huh?" Zhou Yi gave him a flirtatious glance, fully understanding his intent. Qian Ran was truly incorrigible. Clearly, it was his own mischievousness, yet he spoke of "the venomous heart of a woman."

"What do you mean by tormenting others? I plan to help Fan Yu become a Level Nine Soul Mentor once I've mastered my skills." Qian Ran had complicated feelings about Fan Yu. He couldn't just take Zhou Yi away without offering some compensation.

Fan Yu had dedicated his life to researching soul tools. If he could help him become an excellent Level Nine Soul Mentor, Fan Yu could rest easy, and Qian Ran could be with Zhou Yi freely.

Otherwise, the pressure would be immense on both Qian Ran and Zhou Yi.

If Fan Yu knew Zhou Yi was right beside him now, wearing such an alluring outfit, wouldn't he go mad?

But what if he were given the blueprints for a Level Nine soul tool? How would Fan Yu respond?

Would he accept it all peacefully, even inviting him over?

"A Level Nine Soul Mentor?" Zhou Yi looked at Qian Ran in astonishment. Across the continent, aside from the Sun-Moon Empire, no other nation had produced a Level Nine Soul Mentor, and even Level Eight Soul Mentors were extremely rare. Moreover, Shrek Academy's Level Eight Mentors were far inferior to the Sun-Moon Empire's.

But Zhou Yi had no doubt that Qian Ran could reach Level Nine.

If even he couldn't step into the Level Nine field, then no one at Shrek Academy could.

Zhou Yi was well aware of Qian Ran's talents!

Furthermore, Shrek Academy was negotiating with the Sun-Moon Empire, and there was a good chance Qian Ran would join the Sun-Moon Royal Soul Mentor Academy as an exchange student to study advanced soul tool technology.

"If you can help Fan Yu become a Level Nine Soul Mentor, then I'll have no guilt left." Zhou Yi often felt she owed Fan Yu. But being with Qian Ran swept away her regrets.

She knew Fan Yu's passion for soul tools.

As long as she could help him reach higher thresholds, Fan Yu would accept anything.

"Go spend time with your other girlfriends. If I keep you to myself, they'll be jealous. I don't want them all ganging up on me." Zhou Yi stood and slipped on a light cover-up.

"What can I do? You're irresistible." Qian Ran rose, stretching.

"Go on. Spend time with Wu Feng and the others." Zhou Yi nudged him. She was very aware of her situation and knew it was crucial to get along with those around Qian Ran. If Wu Feng, Xiao Xiao, and Wang Dong'er had issues with her, it would impact her relationship with Qian Ran.

Zhou Yi was neither greedy nor ambitious about occupying too much space in Qian Ran's heart. It was one of the reasons he enjoyed being with her.

Gentle, captivating, obedient, and unselfish. Those were Zhou Yi's finest traits.

As Qian Ran walked over to where the girls were gathered, they were surrounding Xiao Xiao, who was playing a beautiful melody on her Nine Phoenix Flute. Of the girls, Xiao Xiao was the most artistically inclined, skilled in all instruments, especially the flute, which was also her martial soul.

Listening to her flute, Qian Ran was inspired. He took an ancient zither from his soul storage tool and joined her melody.

The flute and zither harmonized, each echoing the other.

Qian Ran's zither seemed to elevate the piece's mood, gradually taking the lead while the flute accompanied.

The unique melody filled the air, and the zither seemed almost magical, drawing everyone into an illusory world. That world was wondrous, filled with birdsong and flowers, a paradise beyond reality.

Qian Ran's powerful spiritual energy blended seamlessly with his music, immersing everyone in the illusion. Even he was surprised. After gaining the "Master of Musical Arts" skill from being with Xiao Xiao, he hadn't given it much thought. But it was astonishingly potent, able to entrance so many people simultaneously.

Of course, much of this was thanks to Qian Ran's high-level spiritual cultivation.

Qian Ran pondered. If he ever gained insight into martial souls or cultivation, he could pull the girls into a spiritual realm he created, allowing them to experience his understanding effortlessly. He could even craft special environments like a lava-filled volcanic scene to help Wu Feng and others grow stronger.

(End of Chapter)