Soto City Hot Spring Hotel, sixth floor, VIP room.
The interior of the room was luxuriously decorated, with a large bed spacious enough for four or five people to lie side by side, a colorful crystal chandelier, and thick carpets covering the entire floor.
When you pushed open the middle door, there was a wide platform area outside, with rockeries, flowing water, soft gauze curtains, and light drapes surrounding a hot spring pool.
The misty steam and soft lighting made the scene quite romantic.
At this moment, three beautiful snow-white figures were faintly visible in the spring pool, and bursts of sweet laughter from young girls echoed from time to time.
"Xiao Wu, your legs are so beautiful, so long, and without a trace of fat—they're simply perfect!"
"No way, Rongrong, your skin is the whitest and most delicate I've ever seen, rosy and healthy, so tender. No wonder that weird sausage uncle always has his eyes on you."
"Go away, I don't like him. By the way, Qingqing, why do you look so tall? Many older sisters in my sect aren't as tall as you!"
"Well… I don't know either. Hey, Rongrong, don't move. Ah!"
"Hehe, let me check out your assets before your future husband does!"
"Rongrong, don't—don't! Okay, then don't blame me for being rude!"
"Hehehe, Xiao Wu, stop fooling around. It's so ticklish. Oh my, Qingqing, why are you tickling too?"
Water splashed everywhere, and the girls' voices made one's face flush and heart race, leaving much to the imagination.
It was a pity that no one could witness this beautiful scene.
After playing for a while, the girls grew tired and leaned lazily by the hot spring, chatting idly.
"Actually, when I think about it, there's nothing wrong with Tiandou Royal Academy. At least there are all kinds of places to eat, drink, and have fun nearby. I kind of regret sneaking out."
Ning Rongrong stretched lazily, completely unbothered by exposing her delicate, pretty figure. Droplets of water slid down her rosy, tender skin, making her look incredibly charming.
"By the way, why did you come here?"
Xiao Wu was silent for a moment, resting her chin on her knees, and softly said, "I came here because Third Brother was coming. After all, he's my only family here."
"Forget about your third brother. What about you, Qingqing?"
Zhu Zhuqing gently lifted her head from the water, her round, snow-white chest rising into view. She froze slightly at the question, her beautiful eyes dimming a bit. "I... initially came for someone, but…"
She had thought she would hate him, but after investigating what he had done, Zhu Zhuqing felt relieved.
Maybe she had known all along what kind of person he was.
Lustful, philandering, arrogant, irresponsible, and cowardly.
He had just been an obsession of hers in the past. Now that she had seen him, the obsession had dissolved.
As for why she stayed—
For some reason, the image of a red-haired boy with calm eyes full of pride and mystery flashed across her mind.
"What? So it turns out it's all because of men!"
Ning Rongrong looked at the two girls with frustration. "Sisters, can't you have your own ideas? Like following me to Tiandou Royal Academy or something?"
"Even from a personal perspective, if we want to become stronger, it's a good place to go, right?"
Xiao Wu smiled faintly. "Rongrong, think about it. Among the seven of us, the lowest soul power is around level 25, and the oldest isn't even fourteen years old."
Her beautiful pink eyes sparkled. "Even if I don't know much, I doubt this level is common elsewhere."
Zhu Zhuqing nodded thoughtfully.
She had been confident in her strength before, but after coming here, she realized that, let alone Ma Hongjun, even Tang San himself she might not be a match for him.
"That's true." Ning Rongrong muttered and lowered her head in disappointment.
But a moment later, she perked up again, blinked, and leaned over. "So what do you think of those four boys?"
Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu were simultaneously startled.
It's in a girl's nature to love gossip. Even a girl like Zhu Zhuqing wasn't immune, not to mention that there were people among them she paid special attention to.
"Let me share first. Dai Mubai is arrogant and lecherous. I heard he's even kept a pair of twin sisters in Soto City. The big sausage uncle is just way too sleazy. But he might actually be handsome after shaving. I won't comment on Tang San, or Xiao Wu will get jealous."
Ning Rongrong giggled and teased Xiao Wu, who rolled her eyes but didn't argue.
"As for Ma Hongjun, he's a really nice person—well-mannered and polite. Though Dai Mubai and the others say he's also a lustful, I think they're lying."
"You can't fake that kind of temperament, you know?"
Xiao Wu nodded in agreement.
She had noticed it a long time ago.
That boy had never done anything inappropriate, not even looked at them improperly.
"Hmph, that kind of person is just jealous. He's envious that Ma Hongjun is better-looking and more talented than him."
Zhu Zhuqing snorted coldly. But seeing the strange glances from the two girls, she realized she had overreacted. A faint blush crept onto her cold and beautiful face.
"Hey, you guys are too much. So, does that mean Ma Hongjun is the only one who can catch our eyes?"
Ning Rongrong pounced with a wicked grin, tangling herself with Zhu Zhuqing. "Call me sister, or I'll pack him up and send him to your bed!"
"Rongrong, stop rubbing! What nonsense are you saying?!"
"Hey, look at my wet hands!!"
Xiao Wu helplessly watched the two messing around, but a trace of gentleness flashed across her face. The pain in her heart from being hurt by Tang San had quietly faded without her realizing it.
This was the first time she had felt this special warmth since her transformation.
Best friends? Sisters?
That's what humans called it.
"All right, all right, stop talking about it. If you keep going, he'll really show up. Do you believe me?"
The girl with scorpion braid smiled and tried to separate the two, but in the next moment—
With a loud crash, a figure shot through the door like a cannonball, smashed through the middle door, and fell straight into the hot spring.
"Huh, even a fake Soul Ancestor is still a Soul Ancestor… Hey, where is this?"
Water flew everywhere as the red-haired boy wiped his face, blinking as he looked around—only to meet three pairs of beautiful eyes filled with alarm and disbelief.
His gaze instinctively dropped, and three delicate bodies—each with their own unique charm—appeared before him, almost entirely exposed.
What the hell is going on?
In that instant, Ma Hongjun felt his throat go dry. His long-suppressed beastly instincts surged like a tidal wave, nearly overwhelming his rational mind.
Luckily, his martial soul had evolved into a Spirit Phoenix, and he barely managed to restrain the wild nature bubbling up.
He closed his eyes, stood up, and used flame to instantly dry his clothes. With a dry cough, he turned his head slightly.
"Put on your clothes quickly. I… I can't hold out much longer."