After Hearing My Thoughts, the Heroine Wants to Be Part of My Harem

"Little brother, I just picked some Hundred-Year Immortal Dew Fruits. Come and try them, they can increase your cultivation and help a little with your training."

Nangong Ying ran toward Tang Yu with a bright and warm smile, handing him a basket of spiritual fruits.

"Senior Sister Nangong is very kind."

Tang Yu saw that those spiritual fruits in the basket looked a bit like peaches.

He took one and took a bite.

The taste was incomparable, much better than any fruit from his homeland.

As it entered his mouth, it transformed into a flow of spiritual energy that spread throughout his body.

If an ordinary person ate this, it would surely extend their life.

"What do you think? It's delicious, right?"

Nangong Ying looked at Tang Yu expectantly and asked.

This time, she had made a big sacrifice.

The Immortal Dew Fruit was an exclusive product from another sect, and one fruit cost a medium-quality spiritual stone.

Even she couldn't afford to eat them frequently.

"It's not bad, not bad."

Tang Yu grabbed two more and threw them to Zhao Dashun and the other disciple.

"You guys try them too."

"Thank you, Master."

The two hurriedly accepted them and thanked him, but before they could get excited, they heard Nangong Ying's voice transmission.

"I personally washed that basket. A medium-quality spiritual stone, bring it to my residence later."

"…"

The two almost spit out the fruit in their mouths; it suddenly seemed less sweet.

After eating two or three fruits, Tang Yu finally looked at Nangong Ying and smiled.

"Senior Sister Nangong specially brought these spiritual fruits. I'm very grateful. How about sitting down and letting me give you a shoulder massage as thanks?"

"There's no need, we are family. No need to be so formal. By the way, little brother, how about teaching me your drawing technique?"

Nangong Ying refused the offer without hesitation. Why let this boy take advantage of her for free?

"Well, ancestral laws can't be violated, I'm afraid I can't help you."

Tang Yu refused, and just as Nangong Ying was about to insist, he changed the subject.

"But, Senior Sister, is your insistence on learning my drawing technique just to earn spiritual stones?"

"Yes."

Nangong Ying nodded vigorously. She was an honest woman, never hiding her love for spiritual stones.

The more she had, the better.

Even if it was just to store them in her storage ring without using them, she loved it.

Going back to her room, taking them out, and stacking them gave her an indescribable joy.

"Then why bother drawing? I have a business in mind where we could collaborate. You only need to put in a little effort, and I'll give you a tenth of the profits, or, if you prefer, I'll pay you directly with a hundred high-quality spiritual stones."

Tang Yu rubbed his hands and smiled mischievously.

At that moment, Nangong Ying could hardly believe what she was hearing.

She even ignored the part about the tenth of the profits.

"One… one hundred high-quality spiritual stones?"

She swallowed and quickly sat next to Tang Yu, smiling enthusiastically.

"As long as little brother isn't deceiving me and this isn't to get me to spend the night with you, I'm willing to do anything."

"Really? Then, Senior Sister, could you do a 'lonely dragon' for me? Or, I'd also be fine with a 'polishing.'"

Tang Yu said this sincerely.

"Huh? What's that?"

Nangong Ying frowned in confusion upon hearing those unknown terms.

"They're technical terms… it's complicated to explain, but what I actually want is for you to be my model."

Tang Yu adopted a serious expression, though he was laughing inside.

The thrill of blatantly flirting with the goddess of his sect was quite exciting.

As long as she didn't find out his true intentions, of course. Otherwise, she'd beat him up until not a single spiritual stone was left.

"Model? What's that?"

Upon hearing another unknown term, Nangong Ying frowned again.

"It's something like this: for example, if a clothing store wants to promote its products, it hires a beautiful woman to model them and attract customers. Do you understand?"

Tang Yu explained patiently, trying to make it easy to understand.

"Oh, oh, oh, I understand that!"

Nangong Ying nodded her head; she had done something similar before, helping to promote cosmetics.

"Exactly, it's that simple. So, Senior Sister Nangong, would you prefer to choose a hundred high-quality spiritual stones or the ten percent of the profits?"

Tang Yu asked with a playful smile.

"A hundred high-quality spiritual stones."

Nangong Ying made the decision without thinking twice.

The idea of ten percent of the profits was too abstract!

But a hundred high-quality spiritual stones! It would take her a long time to earn that!

If she exchanged them for medium-quality spiritual stones, she could fill her entire room!

"Alright, here's an advance."

Tang Yu took twenty high-quality spiritual stones from his storage ring and handed them over.

"!!! Thank you, little brother!!! Senior Sister really loves you!!!"

Upon receiving the spiritual stones, Nangong Ying smiled so wide that her eyes narrowed.

Like a little fox tricking a crow, she rushed to hug Tang Yu.

"Zhao Dashun, I'll need you to run another errand, I need to buy these things…"

Tang Yu looked at his two helpers and gave them instructions.

After receiving the order, the two hurriedly left.

Nangong Ying sat aside, counting the spiritual stones, feeling happier with each one that passed through her fingers.

The thought that she still had eighty stones to receive made her even happier, though her curiosity soon surfaced.

"By the way, little brother, what do you plan to sell to make so much money?"

"I plan to sell socks."

"Socks?"

Nangong Ying blinked, confused. Could that make so much money?

They were just cheap things… unless they were magical artifacts or something like that.

"Yes, otherwise, why would I give you so many stones to be my model? Let's start working."

Tang Yu took out a fabric ribbon, the width of a finger, from who knows where.

"What do you want me to do?"

Nangong Ying asked, somewhat lost.

"I'm going to make a custom design for you… Give me your foot."

"Okay."

Nangong Ying lifted her foot.

Tang Yu crouched down, took off her shoe, and held her small, white, and smooth foot in his hand.

When Tang Yu took her foot, Nangong Ying felt slightly nervous.

It was the first time a man had touched her like that.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing Tang Yu lost in thought as he held her foot, Nangong Ying couldn't help but ask.

"Senior Sister Nangong, you're like a fairy… You don't sweat, and your feet smell as good as you."

Tang Yu lightly sniffed before praising her.

"If you keep doing this, little brother, I'm going to charge extra."

Nangong Ying gave him a glance, the corner of her lips twitching slightly.

"I'm just amazed at how perfect you are, Senior Sister."

Tang Yu smiled flirtatiously and measured Nangong Ying's foot with the ribbon in his hands.

After taking the measurements, he spoke again:

"Senior Sister, stand up. I also need to measure your legs."

"My legs?"

"Yes."

"But… aren't you making socks? What do my legs have to do with that?"

"This is called stockings. It will cover your entire leg, it's not like regular socks."

"Oh…"

A little embarrassed, she stood up and asked Tang Yu:

"Are you going to measure it the same way as before?"

"Yes, it'll be quick. Please lift your skirt."

Tang Yu replied seriously.