Chapter 512: Qian Wanyi’s Embarrassment and Rage

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With the trial about to begin.

Wang Haoran reluctantly let go of Yun Xiaoxiao after seven or eight minutes.

Yun Xiaoxiao, however, was left dazed, her mind muddled from experiencing such a “wonderful” feeling for the first time.

Her arms, still wrapped around Wang Haoran’s neck, hadn’t loosened.

Her flushed face tilted upward, her eyes filled with reluctance, and her slightly parted lips revealed a glimpse of her adorable tongue.

“Haoran~”

Her legs weak, she instinctively called out to him in a soft, coquettish voice.

Understanding her state, Wang Haoran held her tightly, letting her rest her cheek against his chest.

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Meanwhile.

Watching her daughter’s lover kiss another woman—and finally finish—Qian Wanyi couldn’t hold back a cold snort. Her tone turned sarcastic:

“Heh, finally done, huh!”

“Wang Haoran, you’re really gentle with the girls, aren’t you!”

“Is this how you sweet-talked my Anning into your arms?”

Her face was red with embarrassment, but her eyes were filled with disdain.

“……”

Wang Haoran couldn’t help but respond:

“…Why don’t you try it too, Wanyi?”

“What?!” Qian Wanyi’s voice shot up in shock:

“What nonsense are you spouting?! There’s no way I’d try that!!!”

“Ridiculous!”

“…Ridiculous? I thought you wanted to.”

Wang Haoran stared at her meaningfully:

“You know that speaking to me in such a sarcastic tone will only lead to ‘punishment.'”

“But you still do it.”

“So I thought you might want to join in.”

“I-I don’t!”

“Stop talking nonsense, you scoundrel!”

—However, the louder Qian Wanyi’s voice became.

The more it revealed her guilty conscience after being called out.

In the past, every time she scolded Wang Haoran, he would approach her and use his “wicked” hands to “discipline” some part of her body.

Now that Wang Haoran wasn’t coming over, she felt a strange sense of disappointment.

She was ashamed of the forbidden thoughts that had crossed her mind—

“Hmph, damn Wang Haoran, pretending to be a gentleman!”

“You’re only holding back because you’re busy with Yun Xiaoxiao!”

“If Yun Xiaoxiao weren’t here, you’d definitely be all over me!”

Watching Wang Haoran walk toward the door after exchanging just a few words with her.

Qian Wanyi couldn’t help but mutter under her breath.

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At the Martial Refinement Ruins.

The Three Holy Lands Joint Trial finally began.

Despite its grand-sounding name, the trial was relatively simple—

Inside the ruins, a set number of tokens had been placed in advance.

Some tokens were hidden on high cliffs, others in beast dens.

Each token earned a disciple one point.

Disciples were also allowed to steal tokens from each other during the trial.

However, killing or maiming was strictly prohibited, and the beasts inside were relatively weak.

The trial’s purpose was merely to give the disciples a taste of real combat.

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After speeches from the higher-ups of each Holy Land.

As a disciple of Piao Miao Holy Land, Wang Haoran naturally stepped into the ruins to participate.

“Haoran, good luck!”

Although she knew her beloved disciple would have no trouble, Zhao Nishang still hugged him tightly, giving him an encouraging “facial cleanser.”

After Zhao Nishang spoke, Qian Wanyi also addressed Wang Haoran:

“Hmph, don’t act so smug!”

“Let me remind you, Lin Qing disappeared during a trial just as simple as this!”

As usual, she couldn’t resist lecturing him.

She assumed Wang Haoran would ignore her, but—

“…Didn’t you say you had nothing to do with Lin Qing? Why bring him up?”

Wang Haoran suddenly walked up to her, speaking in a tone that sounded almost… jealous.

“I…” Feeling inexplicably flustered, Qian Wanyi instinctively tried to explain.

But Wang Haoran gave her no chance.

Under the watchful eyes of Zhao Nishang, Qian Anning—and the scowling Lin Qing in the distance.

Wang Haoran grabbed Qian Wanyi’s chin and, just as he had done with Yun Xiaoxiao earlier.

Kissed her directly.

“Mm~”

Caught off guard, Qian Wanyi let out a startled gasp.

Her cheeks and ears turned visibly red.

As Wang Haoran “explored,” she tried to push him away—

But her arms felt weak.

She could only helplessly accept Wang Haoran’s advances…

By the time he finally let her go, her mind was so overheated she didn’t even realize when he had released her.

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“Wanyi.”

Wang Haoran gently handed her soft, dazed form to Zhao Nishang.

Then, looking into her eyes, he sternly warned:

“If you bring up Lin Qing again, next time I won’t stop so easily!”

“Understood?”

“…Mm…” With a dreamy look in her eyes, Qian Wanyi nodded instinctively.

“Good!”

With that, Wang Haoran turned and entered the ruins.

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A Moment Later.

After Wang Haoran had been gone for a while, the now-calm Qian Wanyi stepped away from Zhao Nishang.

Seeing Zhao Nishang’s amused expression, she flew into a rage—

“Damn it, Nishang, how dare you laugh!”

“Look at the kind of disciple you’ve raised!”

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Inside the Ruins.

Following Wang Haoran, Lin Xixue immediately began excitedly chatting with Qian Anning—

“Junior Sister, you still think there’s nothing between them?!”

They kissed! And it wasn’t just a peck—it was the tongue kind!

Anyone who believes Junior Brother and Senior Wanyi have no special relationship is a fool!

“Ugh…” Hearing this, Qian Anning pouted.

She couldn’t think of any other explanation either.

“Haoran~” She tugged on Wang Haoran’s sleeve, hoping for an explanation.

But just as Wang Haoran was about to speak.

A sweet voice called out from a distance.

“Haoran~”

It was An Buyu, who had broken away from the Jiu You Holy Land group.

She immediately hugged Wang Haoran upon arrival.

And then—

“Wang Haoran…”

Yun Xiaoxiao from Qing Yun Holy Land also approached.

Unlike An Buyu, Wang Haoran hadn’t arranged to meet Yun Xiaoxiao.

She had come on her own.

Ever since Wang Haoran had kissed her, her mind had been in turmoil.

Her gaze hadn’t left him for a moment.

Once inside the ruins.

She couldn’t hold back any longer and came over to “bump into him”—

“What a coincidence…”

“……”

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Four Women.

Normally, Qian Anning wouldn’t get jealous in such situations.

But the thought that Wang Haoran’s lips had just kissed…

If she kissed him later, wouldn’t that be an indirect…

Fuming, Qian Anning pinched Wang Haoran’s waist—

“Ugh, you’re such a bad guy!”