Chapter 215: Ning Tian's Calculations and Dai Huabin's Delusions

Qian Ran didn't know much about Nanmen Yun'er, but she seemed to be on par with Cui Yajie, Lan Suxu, and Lan Luoluo in terms of beauty. Each had her own unique charm, and if those characteristics were brought out to their fullest potential, they could become unparalleled beauties. For instance, just yesterday, Qian Ran had experienced the unique allure of Cui Yajie's fox tails. Who could understand the thrill of tugging on her tails while...

Suffice it to say, Cui Yajie's slight bestial transformation had significantly enhanced Qian Ran's impression of her. The idea of her fox tail and Zhu Lu's cat tail lingered in his mind, sparking a series of curious thoughts.

In comparison, Lan Suxu and Lan Luoluo's overall stats were slightly lower. When it came to legs, Wang Dong'er and Jiang Nannan's were unmatched. In terms of beauty, Tang Ya and others had a clear edge. Their figures also lacked the fullness of Zhu Lu or Zhou Yi. And talent-wise, their martial souls were comparatively weaker, relying on their fusion technique to boost their strength. However, their greatest charm lay in their twin synergy. Holding one twin on each side was a uniquely satisfying experience.

When together, they were a pair of unmatched beauties. Qian Ran was more than happy to take them out, enjoying the symmetry and balance they provided in his arms.

Previously, Qian Ran's focus had been on Wang Dong'er and the others. But now, Cui Yajie and the others had opened his eyes to new possibilities.

According to the system's evaluation, goddess-level beauties were judged not only on appearance but also on their strength, talent, and prominence in the original story.

Which made Qian Ran wonder—how would Mu Jin and Nanmen Yun'er compare?

He realized he was addicted to "card collecting." Even though completing his "set" wouldn't summon a dragon or anything, missing even one or two cards would drive his compulsive tendencies wild.

When it came to the Outer Court beauties, Qian Ran had no intention of leaving any behind.

Since he had been reincarnated into this era, he intended to claim all its treasures for himself.

Even if he couldn't make full use of them, he wouldn't leave them for anyone else.

He might not always need them, but he wouldn't tolerate not having them. This was Qian Ran's philosophy.

Having crossed over to this world, why waste time hesitating or acting modestly?

In reality, he had been a nobody who didn't even dare dream big. Even with cheats, he'd only become a loser with cheats. But now? Now, he refused to hold back like Bei Bei or Huo Yuhao, who hesitated only to have everything snatched away by someone like him.

If Bei Bei had been more decisive, Qian Ran, even as a reincarnator, wouldn't have been able to do much. Learning from the mistakes of others, Qian Ran was determined to seize joy while he could.

Even if a system glitch suddenly sent him back to Blue Star, he wouldn't regret a thing. The days he'd lived here had already outshone the lifetimes of countless others.

When Qian Ran and the three women returned home around midday, the other ladies gave them knowing looks filled with teasing amusement.

Ning Tian, observing Cui Yajie and the others, clenched her small fists.

If they could have their way, why couldn't she?

She was a daughter of the Ning family, not a direct descendant of Ning Rongrong's line but still from Ning Fengzhi's branch, sharing close blood ties with Ning Rongrong.

The other day, she had almost given in and offered herself to Qian Ran. But on second thought, doing so hastily wouldn't leave a deep enough impression on him. With so many women vying for his attention, his focus would inevitably be divided.

Soon, they would be heading to Star Luo City for the Soul Master Tournament. At that time, she would remain the only virgin among them. What would Qian Ran think then? If, during this period, she learned to dance and cultivated other skills, she could solidify a higher place in his heart.

"The Soul Master Tournament will last a long time," Ning Tian calculated. By then, once Qian Ran grew bored, she would appear before him in her ancestor Ning Rongrong's attire. Hee hee, he would be stunned, and then…

Ning Tian ran over to Qian Ran and whispered something mysterious in his ear.

"What? You actually have that?" Qian Ran's eyes widened in surprise.

"Mm-hmm. Our ancestor was the Nine-Colored Goddess, the only one to awaken the Nine-Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. After she ascended to the God Realm, her room was meticulously maintained, with none of her possessions disturbed," Ning Tian said softly, blushing.

When Ning Rongrong ascended, she naturally left behind everything from her life on the Douluo Continent. And although the Nine-Treasure Glazed Tile Clan had been in decline, it hadn't suffered any catastrophic upheavals, so many relics had been preserved.

Seeing Qian Ran's evident interest, Ning Tian's face grew even redder.

"To me, you're just as beautiful as Ning Rongrong," Qian Ran said. In truth, his feelings for Ning Tian weren't solely because of her connection to Ning Rongrong. Ning Tian was an undeniable beauty in her own right. His fondness for her merely satisfied a small part of his fanboy dream. After all, he'd never actually seen Ning Rongrong—she might not even be prettier than Ning Tian.

Still, Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and Xiao Wu had all become true goddesses in the Divine Realm. The idea of defiling such celestial beings added an undeniable thrill.

You understand, right?

Qian Ran worried Ning Tian might misunderstand.

As for the Divine Realm? Qian Ran planned to storm it eventually. None of the goddesses there would escape his grasp. For now, though, he could settle for cosplay. Later... heh heh heh.

"I know. I don't mind. As long as you're happy, that's all that matters," Ning Tian stuck out her tongue, giggling mischievously.

"Alright, I won't bother you anymore." Ning Tian ran off, quickly blending in with the other women.

When they arrived at the classroom, everyone stared at Qian Ran, green with envy. Gradually, the realization sank in: every goddess in their class had been swept away by Qian Ran. The remaining pool of beauties had plummeted in quality. Even those who admired Qian Ran's strength found this reality hard to stomach.

Meanwhile, students from other classes were secretly relieved that Qian Ran wasn't in their class. Initially, they envied Class One for its abundance of beauties, but now? Not so much.

Thank goodness Qian Ran wasn't in their class. Sure, their class might have fewer beauties, but at least they weren't left picking scraps after Qian Ran had devoured all the prime selections.

Even Dai Huabin, gazing through the hallway windows at Qian Ran surrounded by a flock of beauties, felt a twisted sense of relief. His days of suffering were over.

In Mu Jin's class, Dai Huabin was now the strongest student, and Mu Jin valued him highly.

"Good thing I've left Class One. Life in Class Two is so much better," Dai Huabin muttered, his resentment over Zhu Lu's defection to Qian Ran fading. Class One might have had seven or eight top-tier beauties, but Qian Ran had plundered them all, leaving the cupboard bare.

Class Two, at least, still had Nanmen Yun'er, a budding beauty, and Mu Jin, who was undeniably gorgeous.

After learning about Zhou Yi's connection to Qian Ran, Dai Huabin felt his horizons broaden. His attention shifted to Mu Jin.

He began to notice the mature charm of Mu Jin, something no young girl could match. Especially when Mu Jin wore her black teaching uniform—though it wasn't a pencil skirt, her crisp white blouse, tailored black trousers, and wavy short hair exuded a captivating allure.

When Mu Jin stood at the lectern, her mixture of elegance and sensuality made Dai Huabin's heart race.

If Qian Ran could have it all, why couldn't he?

He was destined to inherit the White Tiger Duke's estate!

Besides, with Mu Jin's help, he could destroy Zhou Yi and Qian Ran's reputations.

(End of Chapter)