Chapter 38

After making a space collar for Ye Luan, Ye Xuan left Xuanyi Realm. Back in the room of the Douhun Auction House, he lay on the soft big bed, surrounded by a faint fragrance, and fell asleep quickly.

The next morning, after washing up with the help of the maid, Ye Xuan secretly lamented his own depravity, actually letting a woman other than Doudou serve him, and then ordered breakfast. Looking at the naked girl who pushed the dining cart into the room in front of him, Ye Xuan was a little speechless. After waving his hand to send her away, Ye Xuan thought about the arrangements for the next few days.

You can go to the Spirit Hall at any time. In one night, the verification of Tang Hao has obviously been completed, and no one came to disturb him, which undoubtedly shows that the people of the Spirit Hall have confirmed Tang Hao's identity. Recalling the high-rise buildings he saw last night, Ye Xuan found a place that he had some impression of, Yuexuan.

"It seems that Tang San's aunt opened that place, right?" After recalling it, Ye Xuan looked at a tall building in the distance. It was five stories high and decorated like a royal building. It was the Tiandou Empire Palace Etiquette Academy. The only people who were qualified to study here were young people under the age of thirty with noble titles.

The figure disappeared in the room, and Ye Xuan appeared on the street in front of the auction house. The passers-by around him found Ye Xuan suddenly appeared and showed a hint of fear. Ignoring the surrounding sights, Ye Xuan walked towards Yuexuan. He didn't visit Tiandou City yesterday, and today he had time to take a closer look.

After replenishing his clothing reserves, Ye Xuan put the gifts for the girls into the attic of Xuanyijie. Looking at the antique attic in front of him, he stopped.

On the plaque hanging at the door, the plain words "Yuexuan" have a little charm. At the door below, two young men in green clothes are stationed at the door. The fluctuating soul power on their bodies clearly shows their identities as soul masters, but their overly simple clothes make them look like ordinary doormen.

"Sir, what are you doing in Yuexuan?" Seeing Ye Xuan coming, the two men each stretched out a hand to stop Ye Xuan. They did not feel the soul power fluctuation from Ye Xuan, but Ye Xuan's clothes made of high-quality fabrics undoubtedly showed that he was different from ordinary people.

"I'm here to find Tang Yuehua. With this, can I get in?" The diamond badge was thrown out. The pupils of the young man who caught the item thrown by Ye Xuan shrank, and then he bowed respectfully and returned the badge to Ye Xuan, "Mr. Yinyue, what are you doing in Yuexuan to find the dean? Do you need us to inform him?"

"I'll talk to your dean in person, you go and tell him." After walking into the attic and taking back the badge, Ye Xuan found a chair on the first floor and sat down.

The young man quickly went up the stairs on one side. In the middle of the stairs on both sides, there was a desk. Several tall girls in simple clothes looked at Ye Xuan, who was sitting casually, with curious eyes.

Without letting Ye Xuan wait for long, three people came up and down the stairs. The girls who were originally looking at Ye Xuan moved their eyes away, and then spoke with respect, "Madam Yuehua~"

A tall and beautiful woman, dressed in a silver-white palace dress, walked down slowly with elegant steps. Even the somewhat bloated clothes could not cover the woman's full figure, and some curves were highlighted under the belt. Her long black hair was tied behind her head, and her delicate face was not made up, exuding an elegant and indifferent temperament. When she came to Ye Xuan, the woman bowed slightly and saluted him.

"Mr. Yin Yue, what do you want to talk to Yue Hua about?" A somewhat cold voice came out of the beautiful woman's mouth. Although it was emotionless, it did not make people feel disgusted. Since Tang Yue Hua appeared, the surroundings have been shrouded in a strange field. There was no resistance to the influence of this field. Ye Xuan only felt that the ability of this field was a bit like the sage time.

"Miss Yue Hua, you should recognize this thing, right?" Ye Xuan's words were a bit frivolous. The middle-aged man following Tang Yue Hua frowned and took a step forward as if he was about to speak.

"Butler Ode, you go and do your work. Mr. Yin Yue and I will go to the top floor to talk." Without waiting for the middle-aged man to speak, Tang Yue Hua interrupted the other party's words directly. The hand holding the ring trembled slightly, and it was obvious that there was a great fluctuation in her heart.

Tang Yue Hua's loss of composure surprised Butler Ode, but he still agreed directly and walked away with the young man. The girls behind the desk also lowered their heads and no longer looked over here. The disrupted breathing quickly stabilized. Tang Yuehua relied on her superb cultivation to calm herself down. She just looked at Ye Xuan with a little scrutiny and doubt. Suppressing the inner entanglement, she said lightly, "Come up with me. The top floor is my private space. No one will disturb me."

When they arrived at the top floor, the wooden door was closed. Tang Yuehua sat next to a round table and pointed to the chair on the other side. She held the ring tightly in her hand. The space blockade was quietly launched. Ye Xuan sat on the other side of the round table. He picked up the teapot on the table and poured himself a cup of tea. Then he sipped it.

The tea in the cup was almost gone, and the whole room seemed to fall into a strange silence. Finally, Tang Yuehua couldn't hold back her breath and grabbed the ring in her palm. She had checked it and found that there was nothing in the ring. If she hadn't felt Tang Hao's breath on it, she would have "invited" Ye Xuan out at the first time.

"Mr. Yin Yue, how did you get this ring? Have you seen the owner of the ring?" The cold voice became a little gentle, her domain was fully deployed, and Tang Yuehua looked at Ye Xuan's eyes with hope.

"No need to test, Madam Tang Yuehua, to tell you the truth, Tang Hao is now in the temple, and this ring is naturally my trophy." The last sip of tea in the cup was drunk, Ye Xuan stood up from the chair, turned his head, and a malicious smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Impossible, Brother Hao is a Titled Douluo! Mr. Yin Yue, if you keep talking nonsense, I will..." Tang Yuehua, who was originally sitting upright, stood up all of a sudden, and finally couldn't control the expression on her face. She frowned and pointed at Ye Xuan with one hand, but her voice became smaller and smaller, and finally only her slightly opened trembling lips were left.

The nine soul rings were slightly rhythmic, and the blood-red soul ring was extremely dazzling. Ye Xuan took a slow step and held Tang Yuehua's finger pointing at him with one hand. Feeling the soft touch coming from his hand, Ye Xuan slowly exerted force and let her arm fall down.

"How...how is it possible? Aren't you...a Soul Emperor?" Tang Yuehua's body fell back as if her bones were pulled out, and she slumped in the chair. Even the ring in her hand fell to the floor and slowly rolled to Ye Xuan's feet.

Without any fluke thoughts, Tang Yuehua knew that a Title Douluo with a 100,000-year soul ring would not joke with her, and that he had found this place, and most likely he had already known the relationship between Tang Hao and her, and even the clan behind her.

Some cold sweat appeared on her white forehead, and she raised her head. The eyes were no longer calm, but apprehensive. The silver-white palace dress had many inappropriate wrinkles, but Tang Yuehua had no time to care about them. Looking at Ye Xuan who had picked up the ring and played with it, she felt a trace of fear in her heart.

"Mr. Ye Xuan... I don't know what you are talking about... Tang Hao, who is wanted by the Spirit Hall... was caught behind your back? That's... really congratulations..." Tang Yuehua spoke in a staccato voice with an uncontrollable tremor, and tried her best to calm her disordered breathing, "I just don't know... what do you want from me? Although my last name is Tang... but... I have nothing to do with Tang Hao..."

"Hehe~ Brother Hao, you call me so intimately. What I want to talk to you about is naturally to ask you for something~" Without paying attention to the other party calling out his name, Ye Xuan put the ring on the table and came to Tang Yuehua, looking down at the beautiful woman.

"Mr. Ye Xuan, no matter what you want, Yuehua will give it to you, please, let Brother Hao go..." Knowing that she could no longer escape, Tang Yuehua spoke with resignation. She knew that with her ninth-level soul power, there was no possibility of escaping from the hands of the Titled Douluo, and there was no hope even of calling for help. Now, it seems that Ye Xuan needs something from her, but she has no intention of asking for it, so she can only humbly plead with Tang Hao.

"Oh, whether to release Tang Hao or not is not up to me. After all, I am not a worshiper of the Spirit Hall yet~" The blank worship order was placed on the table. Tang Yuehua's eyes trembled slightly when she saw the token. She naturally knew what it meant, and the last bit of luck in her heart completely disappeared. 

Originally, she thought that Ye Xuan had not handed over Tang Hao. After seeing this token, she realized that Tang Hao had no chance of being rescued, unless there was something wrong with the Spirit Hall's brain, it would be impossible to hand over a Titled Douluo with two soul bones.

"Then Mr. Ye Xuan, what do you want to do when you come to me? There shouldn't be anything here that you can take a fancy to, right?" Tang Yuehua suppressed her inner sadness and held back her tears. She held the armrests on both sides of her body tightly with both hands, and spoke with some gritted teeth. Obviously, at this time, she had completely abandoned her self-cultivation.

"The thing I like is right in front of me~ Madam Yuehua, the brother-sister relationship between you and Tang Hao should not be known to outsiders yet, right?" Ye Xuan stretched out his hand, pinched the chin of the beautiful woman, and lifted her head. Tang Yuehua, who originally wanted to break free from Ye Xuan's actions, suddenly froze after hearing the second half of Ye Xuan's words, and her eyes were full of panic when she met Ye Xuan's eyes.

The situation that Tang Yuehua least wanted to see had already occurred. Whether it was Tang Hao's safety or her own safety, it was not as important as her loyalty to the Haotian Sect. She had long been brainwashed by the sect's ideas. Even if she knew that Tang Hao might die, she thought of hiding her relationship with Tang Hao in addition to her sadness, but she didn't expect Ye Xuan to point this out directly.

"No... no, Brother Hao and I, no, Tang Hao are just friends who know each other, how can we be siblings? After all, he is Haotian Douluo, with the world's number one weapon spirit, Haotian Hammer, and I am just a soul warrior with a soul power of level nine, and my spirit is just a crown..." Tang Yuehua stood up in a panic, grabbed Ye Xuan's shoulders with both hands, and explained incoherently, as if to prove herself. 

A somewhat gorgeous crown appeared on the beautiful woman's head, adding a touch of elegance to Tang Yuehua, who was originally just a little dignified and elegant, and for a moment it was somewhat out of tune with the elegant and simple environment here.

"Really? Although I don't know why, this is just an incomplete evolution of the spirit~" Stroking Tang Yuehua's smooth face, Ye Xuan gently took the crown off the woman's head with his other hand. As the crown fell into Ye Xuan's hands, he easily learned the specific information of this spirit.

The Soul Crown, after the successful awakening of the martial soul, comes with the sage domain. As long as the soul power is lower than the holder, the emotions will be suppressed in this domain, and no thoughts will arise about the holder. But now, this domain is only a semi-finished product, which only has the function of suppressing some emotions.

"Madam Yuehua, you don't want the Spirit Hall to know that the clansmen of the Haotian Sect are stationed in the Tiandou Imperial City and have a lot of high-level connections, right?" 

Compared with the beautiful Tang Yuehua, Ye Xuan obviously cares more about the martial soul of the Soul Crown. After all, this thing should be the world's number one weapon martial soul on the Douluo Continent. It comes with a domain after successful awakening, and it can be said that it has the potential to go straight to the god level.

"Mr. Ye Xuan...you..." Seeing the attitude that didn't care about her, Tang Yuehua was a little surprised and angry, but facing an opponent who couldn't resist at all, she could only lower her head in silence.

Without taking back the martial soul, Tang Yuehua understood what Ye Xuan said before, that the things he liked were right in front of him. I'm afraid it's not just her body, but also the so-called failed martial soul. As far as she knows, there is only one possibility to pass down a top martial soul, that is, to let the martial soul holder be a stud and keep leaving offspring, so that it is possible to obtain a successful martial soul in the future.

Obviously, Tang Yuehua didn't know the existence of the fairy grass, nor did she know that Ye Xuan could complete the martial soul by granting it. Now, her mind was racing, trying her best to think of a way to get out, hoping to pass the news of Ye Xuan back to Haotian Sect later.

"Hmm!" The soul crown held by Ye Xuan had some cracks, and then it exploded like broken glass. Tang Yuehua groaned, a trickle of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, and then she collapsed.

The quick-eyed and quick-handed Ye Xuan grabbed her shoulders at once, and as he exerted force upwards, the beautiful woman's limp body leaned against Ye Xuan. Holding Tang Yuehua's waist, the high-grade fabric felt smooth to the touch. 

Ye Xuan looked at Tang Yuehua with a playful look in his eyes. He gave the woman in front of him an ultimatum, "Choose, Madam Yuehua, do you want the Haotian Sect to survive, or do you want me to tell the Spirit Hall to destroy the Haotian Sect? When I arrive at the Pope's Palace, my quick offering order will not be blank."

"Ahem... Mr. Ye Xuan... I understand..." A painful look appeared on his face. It was unknown whether it was due to the direct pain of the soul from the broken spirit, or the heartache for the sect abandoning Tang Hao. Tang Yuehua broke away from Ye Xuan's arms a little haggardly.

Holding the table, Tang Yuehua staggered to the bed. As her private space, this place would only be used to receive close or important people, because the big bed against the wall meant that this place was equivalent to her boudoir. Sitting on the bed all of a sudden, the soft bed had a slight dent. Looking at Ye Xuan who didn't move at all, Tang Yuehua panted slightly, gritted her teeth, took off the hairpin on the back of her head, and her black hair fell down like a waterfall.

Resisting the constant tingling in her head, Tang Yuehua untied the waist of her palace dress. As the silk ribbon was untied, some complicated clothes were taken off one by one. Soon, her tall and slender legs were exposed first. The delicate white skin and the perfect shape undoubtedly showed that the woman took good care of her body.

Although the full peaks and plump buttocks were not exposed directly, the seductive curves of the beautiful woman were completely exposed compared to the previous ones covered by the palace dress. A tulle short skirt that just exceeded the thigh root became the last cover besides the underwear. 

Through the semi-transparent gauze, the white corset brings the full breasts together, squeezing out a deep ravine, and on both sides of the legs below, only the thin ribbons on both sides of the hips can be seen, as if she is not wearing underwear.

Moving her body backwards, Tang Yuehua leaned against the head of the bed, slowly opened her legs, posing in an "M" shape, holding her hands in front of her chest, her upper body slightly rising and falling with her breathing, she looked at Ye Xuan with a resolute look.

"Come on, Mr. Ye Xuan, don't you just want this martial soul? After I get pregnant, I will raise it well... I just hope that you can keep your promise and don't go to the Haotian Sect for trouble. Yuehua will follow Mr. Ye Xuan's lead in the future." A cold voice came out, and Tang Yuehua's head tilted to one side, waiting for Ye Xuan's action.

"It seems that Madam Yuehua has misunderstood~ I don't need you to give birth to a child, I just need you to be my slave in the future~" Ye Xuan came to the bedside, sat next to Tang Yuehua, and pointed his index finger on the other's forehead. The first active effect and the bestowed ability were activated at the same time.

The eyes that originally had a look of disgust gradually became trance, and the broken pieces of the soul crown emerged. Tang Yuehua's face showed a struggling look, and the martial soul fragments slowly fit together. With the continuous injection of Ye Xuan's energy, the woman's sight gradually became calm. 

Life force and mental power washed Tang Yuehua's martial soul. Soon, the cracks on the crown disappeared, the gorgeous appearance flickered, and the golden appearance gradually faded, turning into a translucent glass-like ornament bit by bit.

Half an hour later, a soul shock spread out with the soul crown as the center, and the complete domain suddenly unfolded, but it was completely covered by Ye Xuan's space blockade. 

The fingers dropped from Tang Yuehua's forehead, but before Ye Xuan could make any move, the beautiful woman's soft hands had already grasped his wrist. There was respect in her cold eyes, and her pink tongue stretched out from her mouth and gently wrapped around Ye Xuan's fingers.