"Xu Ran, who is this?"
Xiaowu's gaze fixed tightly on the seductive woman who was pushing Xu Ran's wheelchair, a woman wearing a purple mask, her figure curvaceous and enticing in a way that young girls like them could not match. Here, only Zhu Zhuqing could compete with her.
However, what astonished Xiaowu was not her appearance but an uncomfortable feeling.
For some reason, upon seeing this woman, Bibi Dong's image involuntarily emerged in her mind. It was that woman who had killed her mother, a hatred she could remember for a lifetime.
But Pope Bibi Dong should now be in the Martial Soul Hall, her status revered. How could she possibly appear here?
She was overthinking it.
Bibi Dong shivered under Xiaowu's scrutiny. Intuition told her that the Xiaowu of whom Xu Ran spoke was indeed her. The chill down her back was real; if her identity were to be exposed, the outcome would be predictable.
"This is my new caregiver, hired specifically for my personal care. As for her identity, that will remain confidential for now." Xu Ran also got a scare from Xiaowu, thinking she had recognized Bibi Dong. But he soon calmed down, reasoning that Xiaowu must have merely picked up on a familiar aura from Bibi Dong without being certain of her identity.
Still, a woman's intuition can indeed be terrifying!
Bibi Dong really couldn't stay here too long. Otherwise, if exposed, Xiaowu would be disappointed in him. After all, he had once promised Xiaowu to have Bibi Dong beneath him, to avenge her mother. Now that Bibi Dong was no longer able to use her "Cultivation Level," and he was still sheltering her, Xiaowu would create a scene if she found out.
"Why keep it a secret? As for caregiving... who are you that I wouldn't know?" Xiaowu said with a grievance, rolling her eyes charmingly at Xu Ran.
Xiaowu's upper body was adorned with a milk-white, belly-baring top that perfectly outlined the curves of her abdomen, leaving her flawless waistline fully on display. Her slender legs were encased in sheer black stockings, while her beautiful feet were set in a pair of exquisite high heels. The youthful and attractive attire made hearts race at the sight.
Zhu Qing, Rongrong, and the other girls were dressed just as seductively. This place was considered the heartland of the Xu Sect. Although Xu Sect was now based within the school, no one dared to trespass. Thus, with only Xu Ran as the man around, they didn't have to worry about being seen by others.
In front of Xu Ran, showcasing their beauty was what mattered most.
In the past, wearing such alluring clothes would have resulted in being dragged into a 'dark room' by Xu Ran for some mischief.
Now that Xu Ran was injured and unable to partake in such activities, they felt unconcerned.
Tehee, of course, it was quite satisfying for them to see Xu Ran wanting yet having to restrain himself, and to witness the look of frustration on his face. Xu Ran was always running around, under the pretext of training. In reality, he spent eight tenths of his time 'flower picking.'
They were both anxious and annoyed about this, fearing that they might lose their charm and Xu Ran might leave with some new woman.
But there was nothing they could do to Xu Ran except worry. Now that he was injured, he couldn't keep running around.
However, stinky Xu Ran, once injured, attracted all sorts of creatures. One powerful, mysterious Gu Yuena was already enough trouble, and now there was a mysterious woman who came to care for Xu Ran.
Though they couldn't see her face clearly, from that enticing figure alone, it was possible to guess that this woman might well be another who could bring disaster to the nation.
Xu Ran, though a rascal, never took advantage of women with average looks, which was perhaps one not-so-outstanding merit of his.
"Eh. What are you saying, am I that shameless?" Xu Ran touched the tip of his nose.
"Yes!"
The women said in unison.
They had thought that once Xu Ran returned, they would make a concerted effort to fill him up so he wouldn't go out and mess around anymore. Unexpectedly, this mess had happened.
However, they were unaware that Xu Ran's goal was to gather all the beautiful women in the world and then live happily as soon as possible. If any were left out, Xu Ran would feel uncomfortable. Being a transmigrant, he already knew the whereabouts and personalities of these beauties. If he didn't seduce them into his hands, he would feel utterly depressed if someone else benefited instead.
As beautiful girls, they could either live a life of solitary suffering, or be pursued by him. Dreaming of loving someone else was simply out of the question.
What Xu Ran despised the most was watching others live happily before his eyes.
"Fine. Wait for me to get hurt and then bully me, revealing your true natures." Xu Ran curled his lips. He was well aware of their hidden resentments as, after all, ensuring equal attention and satisfaction for everyone in a "Harem" was basically impossible.
They had come together because of him, living under the same roof. But in reality, every woman by Xu Ran's side could be considered one of the world's top Heaven's Proud Daughters, each with their own pride. Even though they appeared content on the surface, that was just to save his face; who knew what they really thought inside.
Yet here he was, Xu Ran had sunk to such levels that it was impossible for him to change overnight.
"It's your own fault for being bad, we didn't bully you."
The women pouted, and seeing the wounds on Xu Ran's body, they felt a pang of sympathy and couldn't bring themselves to question him any further. Although Xu Ran was fickle, they were the ones who fancied him after all.
Sometimes, Xu Ran would lock them in a room without them noticing and then misbehave, attacking them as a group. Although dissatisfied, it was indeed a thrilling experience for them.
"Ow, it really hurts," Xu Ran said, clutching his chest as if he had touched a wound.
Suddenly, the women all fell silent, daring not to fault Xu Ran anymore. Instead, they quickly gathered around him to check his injuries.
Zhu Zhuqing, who was the closest to Xu Ran, was extremely nervous. She bent over cautiously to inspect his wounds, her small hands gently caressing near Xu Ran's injuries, soothing him with a massage.
Zhu Zhuqing wore a black long shirt on her upper body and fitted leggings on the lower, her all-black attire like an assassin hidden in the night. Yet it revealed an explosively perfect figure, curvaceous in all the right spots, without an ounce of excess flesh anywhere. Her slender fingers stroked Xu Ran's body, soft and comforting.
As her "Cultivation Level" grew stronger, Zhu Zhuqing's aura became even more chilly and enticing.
Usually, when she didn't speak, she seemed like an ice queen.
But once she was by Xu Ran's side, she transformed into the quintessential wife.
Zhu Zhuqing was Xu Ran's first woman and also his most cared for fiancée. Although there were women in his "Harem" who were more beautiful than Zhu Zhuqing, such as Gu Yuena.
But Zhu Zhuqing's position in his heart was still very high, at least not lower than Gu Yuena's.
After all, she was the first woman he met on the Soul Land Continent. Having been accustomed to the ordinary make-up of women in his former life, the heartbeat and greedy desire he felt upon seeing Zhu Zhuqing was something he hadn't felt for a long time afterwards.
Later, as his taste became more refined, what used to be stunning no longer seemed to give Xu Ran that same heart-racing feeling.
"It's nothing, I was just scaring you," Xu Ran said as he pulled Zhu Zhuqing onto his lap and wrapped his arms around her waist, feeling extremely satisfied.