Ning Fengzhi smiled warmly at Tang Yin, his eyes brimming with pride and admiration.
"I'll be honest with you," he said. "When I heard Spirit Hall's team had three Soul Kings and the rest were all Soul Ancestors, I didn't think Lanba stood a chance. But you…"—he chuckled—"you really don't play by the rules, do you, Tang Yin? Always creating miracles."
Tang Yin responded with a modest smile, lowering his head slightly in respect.
"Uncle Fengzhi, if you keep praising me like this, I'm afraid my pride might shoot straight through the roof."
That drew a hearty laugh from Sword Douluo, who stood nearby with arms crossed and an approving grin."Humble, are we?" he said.
Tang yin cupped his hand showing his respect.
"Greetings, Sword Douluo. I'm Tang Yin. I'm not just being humble—but honestly, This victory wasn't mine alone. My team held their ground against Spirit Hall just as fiercely."
Sword douluo nodded but shook his head, "Boy, you really did create a miracle this time. No need to be so modest. And since I'm Rongrong's grandfather—call me 'Grandpa'"
Tang Yin smiled and cupped his hands once more, "Then I'll call you Grandpa Sword from now on. I hope you'll look after me."
Before Tang Yin could say more, he was suddenly pulled into a firm, unexpected hug.
"Brother Tang Yin!" Xue Qinghe's voice rang out, cheerful and full of warmth. His arms tightened for a moment before pulling back, his smile bright and eyes sincere.
"I must thank you—not only for keeping your promise, but also for bringing glory to the Tian Dou Empire."
"You're welcome, Brother Qinghe," Tang Yin replied with a grin, his tone warm and easy.
"The pleasure's mine. And let's be honest… I didn't do it just for the Empire. I have my own goals—and a few ambitions to chase."
Xue Qinghe chuckled heartily, clapping him on the shoulder. "You're really honest, Brother Tang Yin—"
Before he could finish his words, Ning Fengzhi interrupted once again—earning a brief, silent glare. But Xue Qinghe concealed it so well that even Sword Douluo, standing just steps away, remained unaware.
Ning Fengzhi spoke up with a generous smile, his gaze sweeping over the Lanba Team.
"I'll personally take you all to celebrate at the finest restaurant in Spirit City. It's the least I can do to reward the champions… and my daughter's dear friends."
Everyone from the Lanba Team cheered in unison as they made their way out of the Sacred Temple. Waiting outside were three familiar figures—Huo Wu, Shui Bing'er, and Shui Yue'er—impatiently waiting for someone.
The moment they spotted him, they closed in swiftly. Huo Wu stepped forward first, standing face to face with him. Pouting slightly,
"Congratulations! You won! But mark my words—I'll defeat you one day—Hmph!"
Tang Yin smiled charmingly at Huo Wu's antics
"You're welcome anytime. If you want to duel, just drop by Lanba sometime—I'd be more than happy to meet you."
Her face lit up with a joyful smile, stretching from ear to ear, as she skipped away, returning to the Blazing Team.
Next, Shui Bing'er and Shui Yue'er stepped forward. Bing'er fixed her gaze on Tang Yin.
"I'll be visiting Lanba Academy too, for a duel. And I promise, I'll defeat you. Hmph!"
Shui Yue'er perked up with a witty grin. "I'll accompany her when she comes to defeat you—as a witness. Just don't drive me away."
Shui Bing'er shot her sister an annoyed glare before turning back toward the Tianshui Team, though a small smile tugged at the corner of her tender lips—I can't wait!
"I have to say, Brother Tang Yin…"
Xue Qinghe leaned close, his voice dropping into a playful whisper at Tang Yin's ear:
"You're out here saving beauties like Hu Liena—and she even confessed to you in front of the entire arena. Now even Huo Wu and Shui Bing'er seem to be chasing after you. If you keep sweeping girls off their feet like this… won't you leave any for the rest of us?"
His tone was light, teasing, but beneath it Tang Yin caught a faint chill tinged with bitterness.
Tang Yin raised a brow, smiling inwardly. She's getting really jealous, huh?— Then show me your beauty. All I see is your disguised self.
That night, after Lanba Academy's victory over Spirit Hall in the tournament, the cheers still echoed in the hearts of the victors. Honored by both Ning Fengzhi and Xue Qinghe, they now found themselves wrapped in the soft hum of cicadas and the gentle glow of moonlight.
The celebration at the luxurious restaurant had long faded. The loud laughter and clinking of cups back at their lodging, arranged by Ning Fengzhi himself, had fallen into a calm hush. The moon hung full and bright, bathing the courtyard in soft silver light.
Tang Yin stood alone at the edge of the courtyard, his blue silver hair catching the moonlight, giving him an almost ethereal glow. His expression, though calm, held a quiet confusion. What now? Even in the afterglow of victory, his heart felt strangely unsettled—too many things to do... where to start?
A soft sound broke the silence. The shuffle of slippers on polished stone.
"You didn't even come to my room," said a familiar, husky voice behind him. "Did you forget? Or… are you just too tired?"
Tang Yin turned slowly, his eyes softening as they met the beautiful figure approaching under the moonlight.
Liu Erlong stood at the edge of the walkway, arms crossed loosely beneath the pale fabric of her night robe, no longer dressed in her formal robes but a seductive robe.
She wore a black silk robe—simple, elegant, and loosely tied at the waist. Her long hair was unbound, cascading over her shoulders like a dark river. In the moonlight, she looked… unreal.
"I figured the wine and the celebration had worn you out," Tang Yin replied with a smile.
Erlong stepped closer, her gaze unwavering. "You're the reason we won. Do you think I'd be stingy with you?" Her voice was low, rich, and laced with something dangerously warm. "Even if I'm tired, I'd still keep my promise."
She placed her hand on his chest, right over his heart. "Three opponents today. Two Soul Kings. One Soul Ancestor. And you took them all down on your own."
Tang Yin swallowed. Her touch was warm. Her presence? Overwhelming.
"You're really someone who creates miracles," Liu Erlong whispered, her voice softening— "Tang Yin, you've brought the Lanba Team to glory. That's more than I could have dreamed."
She stepped even closer, the black silk of her robe brushing against him. "And I did say I'd give you anything you wanted if you won…"
Tang Yin's mind stuttered. This version of Liu Erlong—intense, sultry, magnetic—was irresistible.
"You said you'd treat me to anything," Tang Yin murmured, his voice low with budding desire as his fingers lightly traced her curves.
"I did." Her lips curved into a seductive smile, predatory and teasing all at once. "So, tell me, Captain Tang Yin… what do you want as your reward?"
He reached up, brushing a lock of hair behind her ear. "You."
That one word shifted everything.
Erlong's eyes gleamed. She tugged at his collar playfully, her voice dropping into a purr. "Then come with me."
She took his hand—firm but gentle—and led him through the corridor into her private chambers. The door slid shut behind them, cutting off the moonlight.
What followed wasn't just passion—it was understanding, release, and something that had been promised to one another.
Tang Yin kissed Liu Erlong deeply, their lips moving with fiery passion as their bodies pressed together. His tongue slipped past her parted lips, drawing a soft moan from her as she melted against him.
His hands traced down the curve of her back, finally settling on her waist and then lower, fondling her perky butt with his strong grip.
As the kiss went on, Tang yin's dick was fully aroused as he began slowly rubbing on Liu Erlong's belly. She was also stimulated by him as she rubbed her clit on his dick. The electric sensation through her fabric had her moaning softly.
She soon came on his crotch area as she rubbed Vigorously. "Tang yin~ ..Aah~!"
Tang Yin's lips crashed onto Liu Erlong's, fierce and hungry. She melted into him, their kiss deepening as their hands explored with growing urgency. Her fingers tangled in his hair while his grip tightened at her thin waist.
Liu Erlong's breath trembled as she tugged at Tang Yin's robes, urgency and affection mingling in her gaze. Tang Yin met her halfway, his fingers brushing against the soft black silk that clung to her like shadow. Her warmth, her scent—it all drew him in as his hands moved instinctively, reverently, exploring the curves.
Tang Yin's torn robes lay scattered across the floor, mingled with the black silk that once wrapped Erlong's curves. Tang yin sat naked on the bed whereas Liu Erlong was holding his shaft on her soft hand. Without any hesitation she took his dick onto her cherry lips.
Tang yin gulped as he saw the seductive Erlong who was now actively swallowing his dick. Tang yin was filled with ecstasy as she bobbed her head up and down. The sensation of having his dick inside her throat couldn't be explained in words.
Liu Erlong's hands moved softly, fondling his balls with a gentle confidence that sent warmth flooding through Tang Yin. Her bulging mouth vacuumed his shaft along him finishing inside. Finally loading his seed giving her a mouthful.
Tang Yin didn't want her to simply please him—he wanted to give back, to feel her tremble under his touch just as she made him burn.
Without warning, he scooped Liu Erlong into his arms. She let out a startled yelp, eyes wide and cheeks flushed.
"Tang Yin! What… what are you doing?!"
He grinned, eyes dark with heat. "Returning the favor," he murmured. "It's been too long, Erlong. Let me show you how much I've missed doing you."
Tang Yin lifted Liu Erlong effortlessly, his touch both firm and reverent. She gasped as he settled her above him, flustered yet breathless.
"W-What are you doing?" she asked, cheeks burning.
Her protests melted into loud moans as he worshipped her with a devotion that left her trembling. Tang yin gobbled her pussy as she moaned while rubbing herself on his face. She came lots on his face as he sucked her dry.
Aah~
When her breath finally hitched and her body quivered in his arms, she collapsed against him, dazed and flushed.
"Tang yin, I was supposed to be the one who pleased you," she whispered, trying to catch her breath. Then her eyes sharpened, and she pushed him back with a seductive glare. "Don't move. My turn."
She settled onto his long shaft slowly, her breath hitching as she rubbed on his dick with deliberate rhythm. "Aah~ Tang Yin, don't you dare move—or I'll have to punish you," she teased, her voice low and playful.
She lubricated his whole shaft with her own cum. Her every touch was electric, igniting a fire deep within him. As their bodies moved in harmony, he could no longer hold back.
Tang yin instantly switched position while she began silently protesting. Leaning close, he whispered into her ear,
"This was supposed to be my reward, but you're torturing me women… I'll bear any sort of punishment, though—I swear it can't be worse than this."
As he pounded Erlong who slowly surrendered to the waves of pleasure, her protests faded into breathless moans. Tang yin fondled her perky breasts and soon sucked on her nipples while dumping another load inside her pussy.
Each exchange of touch and kiss deepened their connection, a dance of passion that left them both trembling in ecstasy.
Tang yin saw that Erlong's pubes were just long enough to his taste as he liked them nicely trimmed. Looking at her trimmed pussy he was once again aroused as he positiones himself behind her. Next, Tang yin inserted his shaft inside her asshole.
Slap!
Slowly, he began rubbing her clit with his finger while gaving her a hickey from behind. Erlong never felt such pleasure as she did when he entered her from behind. Tang yin dumped his loads inside her as he rubbed her wet pussy making her cum as well.
Their passion soared, lips locked in fierce kisses, his hands tracing paths of fire along her skin. The night stretched on, a dance of desire and tenderness, until finally, under the quiet glow of the moon, they collapsed into each other's arms—spent, content, and utterly entwined.