Douluo : Capture the goddess starting from peerless tang sect

"This is..."

Juzi and Keke were stunned by the changes in their cultivation. They knew that the transformation in their soul power was undoubtedly due to the medicinal congee Qianran had given them. Just moments ago, they had thought poorly of him.

Suddenly, they both felt deeply ashamed. Had they really judged Qianran with such petty assumptions?

They wished they could dig a hole and hide themselves. How could they have entertained such thoughts?

The congee Qianran had prepared must have been made with highly valuable medicinal ingredients, ones so rare that their worth couldn't be measured in mere gold.

Even the Academy's most promising seed students could never hope to enjoy such luxuries.

"Master..." Nana murmured, feeling content as she absorbed the medicinal energy. Ever since she met Qianran, each day had been the happiest and most memorable of her life. She had reunited with her parents and was now receiving Qianran's personal guidance.

Even serving as Qianran's maid was something she accepted wholeheartedly.

She knew that beyond her admiration and gratitude for him, she also harbored romantic feelings for this perfect man. Every time she lay beside him at night, she felt a deep sense of happiness.

What could be wrong with being Qianran's maid? Being with the one she loved, alongside her family—this was the life she had dreamt of countless times in her sleep. All she wished for was that this dream wouldn't end.

An hour later, the three girls gradually emerged from their cultivation.

Their soul power levels hadn't increased significantly, but the quality of their soul power had undergone a transformative improvement. Their overall strength had undoubtedly grown as a result.

"Juzi, start cooking. Here are the ingredients—I want barbecue," Qianran said as he handed Juzi the food and a portable grill. He trusted her culinary skills completely.

Qianran then found a relatively flat area and retrieved a compact three-story mobile villa from his storage ring. Covering an area of around 100 square meters, it was equipped with every conceivable amenity.

The villa was one of the creations Huo Yun'er and the others had worked on for him recently. It featured numerous soul tool formations designed by Qianran himself and boasted a sleek, modern interior with a black, white, and gray color scheme in a neo-Chinese style. It suited Qianran's tastes perfectly.

With the immense capacity of his storage ring, he could carry items of any size.

Qianran had no interest in the hardships of wilderness camping. If he were to enjoy the company of beautiful women, just a bed and blanket wouldn't suffice.

While the thrill of roughing it outdoors might be fun once or twice, too much of it quickly lost its appeal.

"Master..." Nana was dumbfounded, her eyes wide as she watched Qianran produce a villa seemingly out of thin air. She quickly realized it had been stored in his storage ring, leaving her momentarily speechless.

The storage soul tool must have an incredible capacity. Most people's storage devices could only hold essential supplies.

However, Nana had previously witnessed the people from the necromantic demi-plane, so after her initial surprise, she quickly composed herself.

"You can wash up now. There's plenty of water stocked inside, so don't worry about conserving it," Qianran said.

"Yes, Master."

Nana immediately dashed inside to bathe.

After a full day of training, her body was drenched in sweat. Even though there was no noticeable odor, she felt too self-conscious to stay close to Qianran for fear of leaving a bad impression.

The chance to bathe was something she eagerly welcomed.

"Wow, Qianran! Did you conjure that house? Are you a magician?" Keke and Juzi, noticing the villa, were utterly dumbfounded.

"It must have come from a storage soul tool, right? But the capacity of that tool must be enormous," Juzi speculated, her gaze fixed on the ring on Qianran's finger.

She had never seen a storage soul tool with such a large capacity before.

The villa alone likely occupied at least 500 cubic meters. Did Qianran's storage ring have a capacity of several thousand cubic meters?

"Bringing an entire villa out into the wilderness... Qianran, you're amazing. A true young master," Keke exclaimed, finally realizing the gap between herself and someone like Qianran.

They had prepared all sorts of survival gear for the outdoors, but Qianran's lifestyle in the wild was no different from staying at a luxury retreat.

Modern living conveniences paired with the natural beauty of the soul beast mountain range—what a lifestyle!

Keke's eyes sparkled with admiration. She couldn't wait to climb to the villa's top floor to enjoy the panoramic views. Juzi felt the same excitement.

"Hehe, Qianran, does this mean we'll be staying there tonight? Surely you wouldn't let two beautiful girls sleep outside, right?" Juzi asked, feigning a pitiful look.

"You can pick your own rooms later. Nana's bathing right now, so wait until she's finished," Qianran replied with a resigned smile.

"Yay!" Keke cheered, leaping with excitement. She briefly considered planting another kiss on Qianran's cheek but refrained, remembering she was still sweaty.

After savoring Juzi's expertly grilled barbecue, Qianran leisurely returned to the room he shared with Nana.

Nana was already waiting for him, seated on the edge of the bed.

She wore a black sheer camisole nightgown that barely covered her thighs, leaving her long, snow-white legs fully exposed. Her petite, delicate feet, adorned with red-painted toenails, rested in transparent slippers, toes pressed together in an endearing display. Fresh from her bath, Nana's skin glistened with droplets of water cascading down her hair, making her look like a lotus blooming from the water—sensual and enchanting.

"Nana, you smell amazing," Qianran said, inhaling her fragrance. After a day of exertion, her natural scent was even more alluring than usual.

His hand gently caressed her smooth, slender leg, trailing upward until he lifted the hem of her nightgown.

Leaning down, Qianran planted a kiss on her soft, alabaster abdomen.

Nana's face flushed bright red as Qianran's touch sent shivers down her spine.

"Master... Qianran... Master..." Nana murmured, her lips trembling. Unable to articulate the flurry of emotions swirling within her—nervousness, joy, and longing—she could only whisper his name.

Qianran kissed his way from her abdomen to her snow-white neck, his lips cool against her skin, leaving a trail of heat in their wake.

While Qianran enjoyed his evening with Nana, Keke and Juzi, in the neighboring room, found themselves unable to sleep.

They weren't children; they knew full well what was happening next door.

Nana's voice carried through the walls, making it impossible not to hear.

(End of Chapter)