After returning to Qian Renxue's bedchamber, Li Chang'an didn't waste any time. The moment the door closed behind them, the air grew thick with heat and desire. Clothes were shed in a flurry of movement, and their bodies tangled together in a battle that had nothing to do with martial strength and everything to do with primal instinct.
Utterly unrestrained. Li Chang'an explored every inch of Qian Renxue's exquisite form, drawing from her moans and soft gasps a satisfaction deeper than any victory. Again and again, they clashed and embraced, limbs entwining in a rhythm as natural as breathing. By the time the third wave of climax left him spent, Qian Renxue was limp in his arms, her golden hair splayed across the dampened pillow.
Two sets of silk sheets had been sacrificed by the time Li Chang'an finally rose, muscles sore but spirit invigorated. He stood at the edge of the bed for a long moment, gazing down at the flushed beauty sleeping beneath. A sly smirk curved his lips.
He vowed silently, 'I'll make sure she's the one begging for mercy next time… and I won't let her off so easily.'
Only then did he head to the hotel where he had arranged to meet Bai Xue, that alluring married woman. Once there, he waited patiently.
Back when they parted, Bai Xue had told him that regardless of the outcome, she would meet him here two days later. So naturally, Li Chang'an came and waited at the hotel.
But what made him chuckle was that despite the hotel's lavish appearance, as soon as he walked in, the proprietress greeted him with an odd question:
"Young master, would you like some noodles? We have noodles for one gold soul coin a bowl… and some for five gold soul coins a bowl…"
The question immediately reminded Li Chang'an of something from his past life—those middle-aged women who used to approach him at train stations: "Young man, want some noodles? Just 1000 yuan and you can eat all night."
Back then, he had no idea what kind of noodles could cost 1000 yuan and still be eaten "all night." He turned them down on the spot. It was only later that he realized—it wasn't about the noodles. It was the girl bringing the noodles that mattered.
"Boss lady, about your noodles… are they legit?" Li Chang'an paused and asked with a sly grin.
"Oh, young master, the legit ones cost more… but if you want, we also have the other kind…"
Before she could finish, Li Chang'an had already headed upstairs.
After waiting in the room for a few hours, it was near sunset when Bai Xue appeared, sashaying in with her curvy figure wrapped in a tight red dress. Her hips swaying like waves in a quiet sea. The moment the door closed, she pressed herself into his arms, her lips finding his with desperate hunger. Their clothes fell away slowly this time, as if savoring the anticipation.
Despite having exhausted himself earlier, Bai Xue's practiced hands and soft murmurs rekindled the fire in him. The night unfolded with a sensual elegance—long, lingering kisses, the subtle brush of fingers across sensitive skin. The bed creaked under their movements, marking the rhythm of their shared indulgence, until finally, just before dawn, they lay side by side, breathing in sync.
"How was it this time?" Li Chang'an asked, looking at her with a rare softness in his eyes.
Bai Xue adjusted herself, shifting to a drier part of the bed, her voice still husky with satisfaction. "Thanks to you, young master… everything went perfectly."
He nodded, then reached into his Nullspace and pulled out a sheet of paper. "This is the iron-smelting technique I promised. Use it well."
Bai Xue's eyes lit up with surprise and delight. She leaned closer, a sly smile playing on her lips. "Tell me, young master… which part of me should I work the hardest on?"
Li Chang'an laughed softly, shaking his head. This woman… she's as smooth with words as she is in bed.
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The next morning, Li Chang'an left the hotel with a slightly unsteady gait. He had already handled everything he needed to, and from here on out, it was up to Bai Xue to make the most of the plan—there wasn't much he could do to help anymore.
He had already told Salas beforehand that he would return to Spirit City with the Spirit Hall team, so he wasn't worried about transportation. Though the trip had been short, the results were impressive.
He hadn't just won over Bai Xue, the married woman from the Hong Clan Chamber of Commerce—he also helped Qian Renxue gain a foothold at the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, left a contingency plan with Xue Beng, and most importantly, he had been… thoroughly satisfied. He had nearly drained himself dry these past few days.
When he returned to Spirit City, it was already evening. The streets were decorated with lanterns and bustling with people. Upon asking around, he learned that tomorrow was Valentine's Day!
Yes—Valentine's Day existed in the Douluo Continent too. It only came once every four years, so each one was especially festive. This year was no exception. It's just that Li Chang'an, having had so much on his plate, had completely forgotten about it.
'Mu Xi and Hu Liena are already pretty much mine… but the one I really want to win over is Teacher. Those long legs… yeah, I've made up my mind — this Valentine's Day, I'm asking her out.'
Back at the hotel, he asked the staff to help him scout out a location in Spirit City—a place that wasn't too cliché or too ambiguous, but still romantic enough to hint at something. And it had to be a bit high-end too.
Although his request was oddly specific, the ladies working at the hotel were all long-time locals and eventually gave him a few good suggestions.
This one! The Spirit Master Memorial Hall!
It was perfect. After all, Bibi Dong was his teacher—he couldn't just take her out to float lanterns or something. That would seem too deliberate. But the Spirit Master Memorial Hall? That was different. It was spirit master–related, intellectual, and allowed for conversation. Plus, it wouldn't be too crowded.
Choosing the right location for a date was a bit of an art. In his past life, Li Chang'an never took girls out for regular home-style meals on a first date. He preferred barbecue and hot pot—meals where you had to use your hands, which encouraged interaction and reduced awkwardness.
Once the ticket was booked, Li Chang'an practically skipped his way to the Pope's Palace.
At that moment, Bibi Dong had just finished handling some official affairs and was preparing to bathe. But seeing that her visitor was Li Chang'an, she didn't refuse him. And so, he met her in her bedroom, where she was lounging in a purple silk nightgown, her hair down and her expression relaxed.
"Teacher, I booked a ticket for the Spirit Master Memorial Hall. I'd love for you to go with me," Li Chang'an said with a bright grin, holding the ticket out.
Bibi Dong yawned lazily, covering her mouth with a pale, elegant hand. "Ah~ Chang'an, I still have official duties tomorrow…"
But Li Chang'an had come prepared.
"Teacher, tomorrow's Valentine's Day. It only comes once every four years. Don't you want to take a break?"
"That's all the more reason not to go. Shouldn't you be spending it with Nana?"
"But the exhibits are supposed to be very high-level. I really want to learn something… Besides, I'm not interested in my senior sister," Li Chang'an replied with sincerity.
"…Fine. Just this once," Bibi Dong said in the end, unable to refuse her disciple. Plus, a visit to a museum wasn't exactly a romantic gesture.
"Great! I'll wait for you tomorrow morning!"
Before Bibi Dong could change her mind, Li Chang'an dashed off, fully leveraging the impulsiveness and charm of youth.
But just as he reached the hotel entrance, he spotted a tall, graceful figure pacing nervously nearby.
"Mu Xi? Why didn't you just come in if you were looking for me?" Li Chang'an ran over and gently pinched her cheek with a smile.
"I… I bought two tickets for the Spirit Master Memorial Hall… and I was wondering if you'd go with me tomorrow?" Mu Xi asked softly, her voice shy and sweet.
This was her first time inviting Li Chang'an out. She had even carefully chosen the venue to avoid seeming too forward.
"Sure. What time?" Li Chang'an asked with a warm smile.
He could still make it work.
"In the morning… since it's only open in the morning," Mu Xi murmured, looking down.
"Says who? It's open in the afternoon too. And since I say so, we'll go in the afternoon. Meet me at the hotel entrance then. Off you go." Without giving her a chance to argue, he took the ticket from her and nodded seriously.
"Ah… okay," Mu Xi replied, nodding obediently.
But less than three minutes after he went upstairs, someone knocked on his door.
"Junior brother! Open up—I bought two tickets to the Spirit Master Memorial Hall. Let's go see it together tomorrow morning!" called a familiar voice.
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