Chapter 019: Is There Really Such a Rush?

As the battle between Xiao Yang and Ling Duofei came to an end, the title of "dual giants" no longer applied to the freshman division of Jiangnan Martial University. Now, there was only one true giant—Xiao Yang.

Through this fight, Xiao Yang noticeably felt his prestige rise. Walking across campus, every freshman he encountered showed him the utmost respect, their greetings tinged with a hint of goodwill and admiration. Especially among the girls—many would gaze at Xiao Yang with shining eyes, their expressions revealing affection. Some bold daughters of prominent families even directly invited him out on dates.

But Xiao Yang declined each invitation. His interests did not lie in such pursuits, but rather in the world of martial artists. One woman, Xu Ruqing, was enough for him: she was beautiful, kind, and he liked her enough. Anything more would simply be troublesome.

The rest of his energy, Xiao Yang wished to dedicate to exploring this world, to probing the trans-dimensional realms. He believed in loving whatever path he chose, and since he had entered the path of martial arts, he wanted to make a name for himself. Xiao Yang wished to stand atop the peak of martial artists, to see the world from that height, to test how far he could go if he kept refining his martial arts.

He gazed at the starry sky, curious: was he now beneath the same stars as Earth? All these questions would have to wait until he had enough strength to seek the answers. To him, this was far more interesting than chasing romance.

During the day, Xiao Yang cultivated in the inheritance chamber, opening his meridians and channels. At night, he sat in his room, absorbing energy from beast crystals. As his meridians gradually opened, he found his absorption of the beast crystal’s energy growing faster. The beast crystals contained extremely pure spiritual energy; although Xiao Yang hadn’t learned any inherited techniques yet, absorbing beast crystals each night rapidly strengthened his body, advancing him almost as quickly as those martial artists who had learned first-grade techniques.

Knock, knock, knock…

A gentle tapping sounded at his door. Xiao Yang was surprised; it was nearly midnight. Who would come looking for him at this hour?

He put away the beast crystal and walked to the door. “Who is it?”

A woman’s voice came from outside: “It’s me, Xiao Yang. I need your help.”

The voice was deliberately lowered; it sounded familiar, but he couldn’t immediately place it.

Xiao Yang opened the door. The moment he did, a lithe figure draped in a black cloak squeezed inside.

He stepped back.

Click!

The figure shut the door behind her.

Underneath the black cloak, Xiao Yang recognized the face—it was Luo Bing. No wonder her voice seemed familiar. Though they hadn’t spoken much directly, at every gathering of classmates and friends, both were present. Xu Chao always stirred up trouble, while Luo Bing was the woman he pursued—every gathering, she was invited. Luo Bing always attended Xu Chao’s gatherings, but never accepted his advances, always keeping him at arm’s length.

So even now, after entering Jiangnan Martial University, Xu Chao had not won her over; their relationship hovered between friends and lovers.

Xiao Yang and Xu Chao were close, so naturally he was familiar with Luo Bing.

But what was she doing in his room in the middle of the night? Had something happened to Xu Chao?

“Xiao Yang,” Luo Bing said, her eyes sparkling.

Being alone with a woman at this hour was not a good thing.

Xiao Yang took another step back, eyeing her suspiciously. “Why are you looking for me so late at night?”

A hint of allure flashed in Luo Bing’s bright eyes. “I wanted to play with you.”

As soon as she spoke, she opened her hands, and the black cloak fell open, revealing her pale, radiant body beneath. She wore nothing but an extremely seductive three-piece lingerie set, with very little fabric covering her curves. Under the light, her body gleamed enticingly.

Xiao Yang had never realized Luo Bing’s figure was so voluptuous beneath her clothing—waves upon waves!

Her legs were smooth and long; the fabric covering her most intimate area was semi-transparent, leaving little to the imagination.

Xu Chao had pursued Luo Bing for three years at Yuezhou First Martial School; naturally, Luo Bing was not lacking in beauty, rivaling even Xu Ruqing. Her exquisite features combined with her voluptuous figure and the provocative lingerie made her irresistibly tempting.

Yet, Xiao Yang looked at Luo Bing with nothing but surprise. “I thought of you as a friend, and you want me to sleep with you?”

Luo Bing giggled, her body trembling slightly. “Don’t you want to? Xu Chao dreams of seeing my figure—I’ve never shown him. Why don’t you take a look first and see if you like it?”

As she spoke of Xu Chao, Xiao Yang felt nothing but disgust. This was his friend’s beloved, and now she had come to his room in the middle of the night, offering herself. She knew he had a girlfriend, yet still came seeking intimacy.

How shameless could she be?

Xiao Yang felt sorry for Xu Chao.

He was silent for a moment, but Luo Bing didn’t sense his displeasure. “Don’t all men like other people’s women? Isn’t this exciting?”

With that, Luo Bing shed her cloak entirely, raising her hands to accentuate her curves, spinning before Xiao Yang.

The fabric of her underwear was scant; from behind, nothing was visible. Only by spreading her pale hips could one find a thin strip.

After one spin, Luo Bing said, “Don’t look down on me—I’m still a virgin. I’ve cultivated flexibility techniques; my body can handle any position. I know you’ll like it.”

With these words, Luo Bing leaned backward, her head slipping between her legs, her body as supple as a snake.

The scene was shocking—few men could resist.

Xiao Yang had never witnessed anything like this, and stared at Luo Bing in astonishment.

But he suppressed his impulses and said, “I already have a girlfriend.”

“I know,” Luo Bing replied. She switched to another pose, standing on one leg, the other stretched skyward, her legs straight as arrows. “What does it matter? I’m friends with Ruqing. I won’t compete with her—you can have her as your official girlfriend, I’ll be your secret lover.”

Xiao Yang turned away, refusing to look at her. “Have you thought about Xu Chao? Leave now, I’ll pretend tonight never happened and won’t tell Xu Chao. You two can have a good future together.”

Luo Bing lowered her leg. “But I don’t like Xu Chao. I like you. My relationship with him is strictly that of classmates. I’d rather be your lover than his girlfriend.”

Xiao Yang asked, “Why? In school, you were close to Xu Chao and barely paid any attention to me.”

Luo Bing replied, “That was then, this is now. I didn’t notice your strengths before, but now you’re so charming. I’m willing to be your lover, to give you my eighteen-year-old virginity.”

Xiao Yang smiled coldly. Luo Bing’s words sounded pleasant, but in truth, she had clung to Xu Chao in school because of his talent; now that Xiao Yang was impressive, she came to him. Xu Chao was talented, but not enough for her; she kept him at a distance. Xiao Yang, however, was now so outstanding that she could barely reach him.

To forge a connection with Xiao Yang, she was willing to abandon her dignity and offer herself.

If Xiao Yang were a man who chased after women, perhaps he would rejoice—never mind her motives, enjoy the night first.

But Xiao Yang was not such a man.

He waved her off. “Go. I’m not interested in you.”

Luo Bing looked at him in surprise; she was confident in her appearance and figure, convinced that any man would leap at her once she undressed. But Xiao Yang told her to leave?

“How can you be uninterested? I know so many poses, ones most women can’t do. Why don’t you look at me again?”

She began to demonstrate more difficult movements.

Xiao Yang turned back, his voice colder: “I find you repulsive—can’t you hear it? You may ignore Xu Chao or Ruqing, but I cannot. Xu Chao is my friend; he likes you. Whether you like him or not, I won’t touch you. Ruqing is my girlfriend—I won’t betray her. Is that clear enough?”

He raised his hand and pointed to the door.

Luo Bing bit her lip, looking at Xiao Yang with a pitiful expression.

Xiao Yang was unmoved.

After a moment’s silence, Luo Bing picked up her cloak from the floor, wrapped herself up, covered her head, and left.

“This world… has all kinds of people. How did I never realize she was this kind of woman? How should I talk to Xu Chao? If he keeps pursuing Luo Bing, he’s bound to get hurt.”

Xiao Yang scratched his head. It was clear Luo Bing sought to climb higher. Her visit tonight was not out of genuine affection; if she had liked Xiao Yang, she would have shown it in their three years at school, not waited until now.

Now, Xiao Yang was a martial artist, a student at Jiangnan Martial University, and had defeated Ling Duofei, becoming the only giant among the freshmen. She was attracted to his prestige and potential.

She was willing to be his secret lover, knowing that once Xiao Yang became powerful, she could reap great benefits.

Tonight, she offered herself to Xiao Yang in pursuit of advancement; tomorrow, she might seek another.

After all, among the freshmen of Jiangnan Martial University, many surpassed Xu Chao in talent and family background.

Now that Xu Chao was ordinary, Luo Bing had lost interest—there was no future for them.

As a friend, Xiao Yang felt obligated to help Xu Chao, lest he end up heartbroken.

But Xiao Yang wasn’t sure how to broach the subject.

Should he tell Xu Chao exactly what happened tonight?

That seemed unkind—even if Xu Chao understood, he would be hurt and a wedge would form between him and Xiao Yang.

Knock, knock…

Another round of knocking reached Xiao Yang’s ears.

What? She’s come back?

He raised an eyebrow.

But soon, he realized it wasn’t her. The sound, though faint, didn’t come from his own door.

Where was it coming from?

Xiao Yang’s mind raced—only one person lived near him: Ling Duofei.

If Xiao Yang hadn’t stood by his door, he might not have noticed.

Heh…

Xiao Yang couldn’t help but sneer inwardly.

He had just thought that if Luo Bing could offer herself to him for advancement, she might do the same with others.

And now—before tomorrow had even arrived, she was already at Ling Duofei’s door?

“Damn, Luo Bing, aren’t you a bit too eager?”

He had the urge to open the door and yell, but restrained himself.

If she wanted to act this way and he didn’t take her up on it, he couldn’t stop others. Poor Xu Chao, though!

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