60: Chapter 60 A goddess with a cool and dignified aura! The condition is that you marry me…

Yong Ruxin walked into the room without invitation, leaning lazily against the sofa, her posture casual yet unable to hide her allure.

Her voice carried a touch of coquettishness, revealing a hint of imperceptible triumph, "My dear~ I have already given the Weng Family a warning."

Zhou Liangan closed the door behind him with his back turned, nodding indifferently, "Not bad!"

Sure enough, hearing Zhou Liangan's response, the smile in Yong Ruxin's eyes deepened.

She stuck out the tip of her petite tongue and gently licked her luscious lips, coated in bright red lipstick, her movements carrying an unconscious allure.

Her beautiful eyes instantly turned serious, like a hunter locking onto prey, staring intently at Zhou Liangan, her tone filled with inquiry, "Was that Hehuan 108 Styles found in the ancestral hall of the Nangong Family?"

Zhou Liangan had anticipated this; given Yong Ruxin's personality, she would never give up the chance to pry information from him.

Zhou Liangan maintained his calm and breezy expression, his gaze sweeping casually over her exquisite makeup as he asked unhurriedly, "Is that important to you?"

Yong Ruxin blinked her large, watery eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering gently like butterfly wings, a knowing smile curling at the corners of her lips, "It seems that is the case."

Yong Ruxin knew Zhou Liangan too well; this attitude of not directly denying it was an answer in itself.

Zhou Liangan shot an exasperated glance at Yong Ruxin; this woman's insight was truly sharp.

He did not want to dwell on the topic of the Hehuan 108 Styles anymore, so he asked with a probing tone, "Earlier you told me about a so-called great Opportunity—what did you mean by that?"

"Do you have the secret key to the Remains of the Human Emperor in your hands?" Yong Ruxin didn't beat around the bush and asked straight to the point.

The legend of the Remains of the Human Emperor had circulated among the ancient martial arts families for a long time; if one could find the secret key, perhaps they could unveil the mysterious veil of the ruins and obtain an unimaginable Legacy.

Hearing this, Zhou Liangan slowly shook his head, his tone carrying a touch of skepticism, "No! The so-called Remains of the Human Emperor is likely something fabricated by someone with ulterior motives! How could it be easy to find the Remains of the Human Emperor?"

Even if Zhou Liangan had the secret key to the Remains of the Human Emperor, he could not just tell Yong Ruxin; he knew all too well how deep this woman's... ah... no... how deep her scheming was.

Upon hearing this answer, Yong Ruxin did not show much disappointment. Instead, she once again extended her tongue to lightly lick her luscious red lips, her beautiful eyes sweeping over Zhou Liangan with a smile, her tone becoming even more coquettish, "My dear~ why must we be so distant between the two of us?~"

As she spoke, Yong Ruxin leaned forward slightly, and most of her soft, hot body pressed directly against him.

The faint fragrance on her body instantly intensified, like an invisible net, enveloping Zhou Liangan.

A pair of slender, jade-like white arms took the Opportunity to hook around Zhou Liangan's neck, her fingertips lightly brushing across the back of his neck.

Her voice carried a hint of coquetry, her breath like orchids, "Tell me the secret; I won't harm you~ Why do you insist on hiding it from me?~"

Zhou Liangan could clearly feel the soft sensation of Yong Ruxin's body, and smelling that faint, suggestive fragrance on her, he couldn't help but feel a ripple in his heart.

But he quickly steadied himself, knowing he could not be deceived by this woman's beauty. He persisted with the previous question, speaking with a light laugh, "It seems you still haven't told me what exactly you meant by that great Opportunity you spoke of."

Seeing Zhou Liangan's impervious attitude, Yong Ruxin knew that unless she threw out something real, it would be difficult to pry information from him.

A flash of calculation crossed her eyes, and she slowly said, "Do you know that the Hehuan Sect also left behind ancient martial arts ruins?"

Zhou Liangan raised an eyebrow upon hearing this, a look of surprise appearing on his face.

The reputation of the Hehuan Sect was known to everyone in the ancient martial arts world.

Zhou Liangan looked at Yong Ruxin, his tone filled with inquiry, "You discovered the ruins left behind by the Hehuan Sect?"

Yong Ruxin nodded slightly, a hint of triumph on her face, "That's right, it was discovered jointly by several major families in the capital. However, the Sacred Hall of the Hehuan Sect can only be opened by someone who has cultivated the orthodox Hehuan Sect's signature Cultivation Technique."

At this point, Yong Ruxin paused intentionally, staring intently at Zhou Liangan's reaction. Seeing that he indeed showed an interested expression, she continued, "My dear~ the Hehuan Sect is the Sect where one of the Human Emperor's nine concubines resided. The favorite concubine of the last Human Emperor was the Saintess of the Hehuan Sect back then. Therefore, the Hehuan Sect was at its peak during the late Human Emperor period, and the ruins it left behind must contain heaven-shaking secrets and a Legacy."

Zhou Liangan's heart stirred upon hearing this.

The Legacy from the Human Emperor period was enough to make one's blood boil just thinking about it.

The Hehuan 108 Styles he was cultivating was precisely the Hehuan Sect's signature Cultivation Technique; in that case, wouldn't he have a chance to enter that Sacred Hall?

Yong Ruxin took in all the changes in Zhou Liangan's expression, feeling secretly triumphant.

She knew that no one could resist the temptation of the Human Emperor's Legacy.

A charming smile curled at the corners of Yong Ruxin's lips as she continued to cast the bait, "However, as for the Hehuan Sect's ruins, if one is an ordinary Disciple, they can only stay inside for three days. And after being forcibly expelled after three days, they cannot enter again."

Yong Ruxin said, looking at Zhou Liangan with burning eyes, "But someone like my husband, who has cultivated the Hehuan Sect's signature Cultivation Technique, should likely be able to stay inside for a few more days, and perhaps even have the Opportunity to obtain the core Legacy."

Zhou Liangan looked at the strange glint in Yong Ruxin's eyes and knew clearly that this woman would absolutely not tell him all this for no reason.

This woman must be scheming something, and what she was likely plotting for was the Hehuan 108 Styles he possessed.

Zhou Liangan steadied himself and said in a calm tone, "What do you want? Why don't you just say it straight?"

"Pass the Hehuan 108 Styles to me, and you can propose any condition you like, husband." Yong Ruxin said coquettishly, her voice bone-deep enchanting.

As she spoke, she once again extended her tongue to lightly lick her luscious red lips, her beautiful eyes looking at Zhou Liangan with deep affection, her tone carrying a hint of temptation, "No matter what condition you propose, husband, I will not refuse."

The woman before him was charming and graceful with a peerless face, and now, posing in such a seductive manner, any man would likely find it hard to resist.

Zhou Liangan looked at Yong Ruxin, and his mind couldn't help but wander, a wave of heat rising quietly.

But he quickly calmed down. He knew Yong Ruxin's personality too well; this woman was extremely ambitious and always insincere. If he truly passed the Hehuan 108 Styles to her, he would likely be discarded like a worn-out shoe soon after.

A charming arc curled at the corners of Yong Ruxin's lips as she stared fixedly at Zhou Liangan, waiting for his reply.

Zhou Liangan pondered for a moment, calculating rapidly in his heart.

He could not refuse directly; that would completely offend Yong Ruxin and also lose the Opportunity to enter the Hehuan Sect's ruins.

But he also couldn't pass the Hehuan 108 Styles to Yong Ruxin.

Zhou Liangan looked up at Yong Ruxin and said casually, "I would also like to pass this Hehuan 108 Styles to you, but unfortunately, the Jade Slip for this Cultivation Technique automatically destroyed itself after use."

As soon as Zhou Liangan said this, the smile on Yong Ruxin's face instantly froze.

Yong Ruxin's beautiful eyes stared fixedly at Zhou Liangan, as if trying to see right through him.

She didn't believe such a coincidence; it was likely an excuse Zhou Liangan found because he didn't want to pass it to her.

Facing Yong Ruxin's sharp gaze, Zhou Liangan's eyes were indifferent and calm, without the slightest evasion.

Zhou Liangan knew that the more guilty he felt, the easier it would be to be seen through; only by appearing open and honest could he make this woman believe his story.

After looking for a long time, seeing that Zhou Liangan's eyes remained calm and waveless, Yong Ruxin couldn't help but waver in her heart.

Could it really be as this little bastard said, that the Jade Slip had already automatically destroyed itself?

If that was the case, wouldn't her plan be ruined?

Thinking of this, a hint of disappointment showed in Yong Ruxin's beautiful eyes, and her tone became a bit low, "My dear, that ruin is held jointly by several major families in the capital. If our people from the Yong Family cannot enter, the clan Elders will definitely not agree to let you enter and obtain the final Legacy."

Zhou Liangan smiled, his tone indifferent, "It doesn't matter; if you don't agree, then so be it."

Zhou Liangan hadn't had any strong obsession with those ruins in the first place; the reason he showed interest was just to see what Yong Ruxin was actually up to.

Zhou Liangan was not stupid!

This woman had previously been hot and cold towards him, keeping a distant attitude, but now, upon learning that he had cultivated the Hehuan 108 Styles, she had become such a seductive temptress, trying to please him in every way.

The reason for this was clear at a glance.

Zhou Liangan raised an eyebrow slightly, and a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

Previously, this woman had been pestering him, wanting to enter the Nangong Family's ruins; perhaps her goal back then wasn't the Legacy of the Nangong Family, but to obtain this Hehuan 108 Styles from the Nangong Family's library.

Looking at it this way, this Hehuan Sect's Sacred Hall ruins probably hid a massive secret; otherwise, given Director Yong's status and position, she wouldn't be so concerned, or even willing to lower her status to please him.

Seeing Zhou Liangan's calculating expression, Yong Ruxin also secretly thought it was bad.

She knew that she had said too much just now in order to gain this man's trust, and instead, she had let this man learn some secrets.

Yong Ruxin stared fixedly at Zhou Liangan, her pearly teeth biting her thin lips, and she couldn't help but curse Zhou Liangan for being a cunning and suspicious little fox.

He was clearly just a nineteen-year-old kid, yet his mind was so deep; he was not easy to deal with at all.

Zhou Liangan smiled as he swept his gaze over Yong Ruxin's exquisite and beautiful face, his voice flat and carrying a hint of distance, "Director Yong, it seems I have to disappoint you today, sorry."

Yong Ruxin was extremely anxious.

She had finally encountered someone who cultivated the Hehuan 108 Styles and found a way to open the ruins; of course, she couldn't just give up like this.

The Legacy within those ruins was too important to her; it concerned her status in the Yong Family, and even her future path in martial arts.

After a long silence, Yong Ruxin seemed to have made up her mind. She spoke again, her tone carrying a hint of gravity, "If you want to enter the ruins, it is not impossible. But you must marry me."

Zhou Liangan's smile froze instantly upon hearing this.

He looked at Yong Ruxin seriously, somewhat incredulously, as if trying to confirm whether she was joking.

Marry her? Is this woman crazy?

He inconspicuously withdrew the hand that had subconsciously been wrapped around Yong Ruxin's slender waist, leaned slightly to the side, and put some distance between them.

Yong Ruxin naturally noticed Zhou Liangan's small movement, as well as the obvious look of resistance on his face.

Anger surged in Yong Ruxin's heart instantly. A hint of rage surfaced in her beautiful eyes, and her tone carried a questioning note: "What? Is it such a humiliating thing to marry me? I am a master of the Tongmai Realm now! How dare a mere Cultivator of the Bone-Forging Realm like you look down on me!"

A master of the Tongmai Realm was already considered a powerhouse in the ancient martial arts world. Countless people dreamed of reaching this Realm, and countless young masters from noble families broke their heads trying to marry her.

She had taken the initiative to ask Zhou Liangan to marry her, which was a massive favor, yet she hadn't expected this little bastard to actually be unhappy about it.

Zhou Liangan looked at Yong Ruxin's furious appearance and was speechless.

He reached out and gently pinched Yong Ruxin's snow-white, delicate, and flawless pretty face, his tone carrying a hint of teasing: "Second Director, you're already thirty-five years old, right! I'm only nineteen..."

The implication was self-evident. To put it politely, the age gap between them was simply too large; to put it a bit crudely, it was like an old cow eating tender grass.

Yong Ruxin's chest heaved violently; she was clearly infuriated by Zhou Liangan's words.

She stared fixedly at Zhou Liangan, her tone filled with annoyance and grievance: "What do you mean by that? Are you saying I'm old?"

Yong Ruxin took a deep breath, trying hard to calm her emotions, and continued: "Masters of the Tongmai Realm generally live over two hundred years. Moreover, I can continue to have a Breakthrough, so my future lifespan will only be longer. Besides, I am the direct-line Young Miss of the Yong Family in the capital, with a prominent status and position, yet you actually look down on me!"

Yong Ruxin was truly very hurt.

Since she was young, she had always been the center of attention, with an endless stream of suitors around her.

Zhou Liangan's words had undoubtedly stabbed her heart fiercely.

Zhou Liangan really wanted to nod directly and say yes!

He did indeed feel that Yong Ruxin was too old, and besides mutual exploitation, there was absolutely no emotional foundation between them. Talking about marriage was simply a fantasy.

However, when Zhou Liangan saw Yong Ruxin's incomparably cold yet slightly aggrieved pretty face, and the anger faintly flickering in her eyes, he hesitated.

This villa was worth millions; it couldn't just be destroyed like this.

Zhou Liangan thought about it and decided to use a more tactful way to refuse.

"Ahem! First of all, I already have a fiancée." Zhou Liangan cleared his throat and said.

This was the truth; he did indeed have an engagement with Third Miss Nangong Meng of the Nangong Family.

"It's just a fiancée! Not a wife. Besides, even if you were married, you could get a divorce, right?" Yong Ruxin narrowed her eyes and said coldly.

In her view, an engagement was nothing at all; as long as there was enough benefit, it could be annulled at any time.

Yong Ruxin paused for a moment, her tone carrying a hint of disdain: "Moreover, that so-called fiancée of yours, the Nangong Family behind her, is just a declining Family in Jiangcheng. It can't be compared to my Yong Family in the capital at all. If you marry me, you will be able to obtain things that the Nangong Family could never give you."

Zhou Liangan had to admit that Yong Ruxin was right.

The strength of the Yong Family in the capital was indeed not something the Nangong Family could compare to.

If they could form a marriage alliance with the Yong Family, it would indeed bring many benefits to the Zhou Family.

But the Zhou Family was the Zhou Family, and he was himself!

"Ahem, it's mainly because I'm still young and don't want to get married so quickly." Zhou Liangan spoke again, finding a relatively reasonable excuse. "Besides, the two of us have known each other for less than a week. Talking about marriage now is premature. We don't understand each other yet, and a marriage like that wouldn't be happy."

For some reason, the more Zhou Liangan refused, the more Yong Ruxin wanted to force this bastard to marry her.

Perhaps it was because she had had countless suitors since she was young, and no one had ever dared to refuse her so unhesitatingly!

This feeling of being rejected made a strong sense of unwillingness rise in her heart.

She had to make this man submit; she had to make Zhou Liangan marry her.

Even Yong Ruxin herself didn't know why she had this mindset. She only felt that if she couldn't achieve her goal, it would feel like a thorn was pricking her heart, and her thoughts would not be at ease.

Zhou Liangan looked helplessly at Yong Ruxin, his tone carrying a hint of pleading: "I really didn't think about getting married just like this. We can change to another way of cooperating; it doesn't have to be a marriage alliance."

Yong Ruxin sneered, her tone carrying a hint of mockery: "Can't bear to part with the warblers and swallows around you?"

Yong Ruxin naturally knew that there were quite a few women surrounding Zhou Liangan.

Zhou Liangan hadn't expected Yong Ruxin to be so direct. He was stunned for a moment, then nodded frankly: "That's right!"

Zhou Liangan had never been someone who liked to wrong himself; the women around him each had their own merits.

He really didn't want to give up an entire forest for just one tree.

Yong Ruxin had never expected that this guy would admit it so openly, without feeling any shame at all.

She clenched her pink fists, trying hard to suppress the anger in her heart, took a deep breath, and said: "You marrying me is just for outsiders to see, and at the same time, it can be considered a covenant concluded between the two of us. We don't need to have real husband-and-wife affection; we just need to play the part of a loving couple in front of others. In private, I won't interfere with your life."

Zhou Liangan looked at Yong Ruxin, feeling slightly speechless. It was the first time he had heard someone propose marriage like this.

This wasn't a marriage at all; it was clearly a transaction.

Zhou Liangan shook his head, his tone carrying a hint of disapproval: "Using a marriage alliance to conclude a covenant is very unreliable. Once a conflict of interest is involved, the so-called covenant can be torn up at any time. By then, both of us will be in an awkward position."

Yong Ruxin swore that she had never felt as hurt in her entire life as she did today.

It had always been others begging to marry her. Today, she had already lowered her posture so much and even proposed such an absurd marriage condition, yet this bastard still wouldn't agree to marry her.

Yong Ruxin's current state of mind was probably the same as the beautiful woman who once said, "I'm playing with you with tens of billions, yet you went to play with a fish," filled with confusion and anger.

But the more she was rejected, the more unwilling Yong Ruxin felt, and the more she wanted to make this man submit.

"I'm not discussing this with you. If you insist on refusing today, you are making things difficult for me." As she spoke, Yong Ruxin reached out her jade-white hand and gently brushed across Zhou Liangan's face.

Her movements were gentle, but her tone carried a hint of unquestionable threat: "Hubby~ I really don't want to deal with you~ But if you insist on forcing me, I will have no choice but to be impolite to you."

Zhou Liangan could clearly feel the slightly cool sensation from Yong Ruxin's fingertips.

He looked at the crazy woman in front of him, and his speechlessness deepened a little.

Zhou Liangan knew that Yong Ruxin meant what she said; if he really insisted on refusing, she might actually take action against him.

Offending this crazy woman now really wouldn't be of any benefit.

Zhou Liangan pondered for a moment, quickly weighing the pros and cons in his heart.

Entering the remains of the Hehuan Sect was indeed a rare Opportunity; if he missed it, it would be too much of a pity.

The marriage conditions proposed by Yong Ruxin, although absurd, didn't seem to have too many substantial losses.

"A marriage alliance isn't entirely impossible!" Zhou Liangan spoke slowly. "However, this matter cannot be done with great fanfare, and it cannot be made public. We will only conclude a covenant in private, and publicly, we will claim it is a normal cooperative relationship. If you agree to that, then I'll reluctantly agree; if you don't, then forget it."

Zhou Liangan didn't want to let this absurd marriage alliance affect his future plans for picking up girls.

Yong Ruxin's delicate body trembled slightly, her beautiful eyes staring fixedly at Zhou Liangan.

She hadn't expected Zhou Liangan to actually propose such a condition; this was simply humiliating her.

Thinking of herself, Yong Ruxin, when had she ever needed to get married so sneakily?

But upon thinking of the Legacy in the Hehuan Sect, Yong Ruxin had to suppress the anger in her heart once again.

After hesitating for a moment, Yong Ruxin finally gritted her teeth, her tone carrying a hint of unwillingness: "Fine! I agree."

Zhou Liangan hadn't expected that a woman as arrogant as Yong Ruxin could actually agree to such a demand.

It seemed that the Hehuan Sect was indeed crucial to Yong Ruxin.

He coughed and added again: "Ahem, you should also be clear that I like to play around... so..."

Zhou Liangan didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning was already very clear.

Yong Ruxin narrowed her beautiful eyes, staring fixedly at Zhou Liangan, her gaze filled with a dangerous aura.

Yong Ruxin felt that the anger in her heart was almost uncontrollable; this bastard was simply pushing his luck!

Zhou Liangan could clearly feel that hint of Killing Intent emanating from Yong Ruxin's eyes.

Yong Ruxin took a deep breath, trying hard to calm her emotions.

She chuckled, her tone carrying a hint of gritting her teeth: "Fine! As long as you don't bring those women into our home, I can pretend I don't know."

Zhou Liangan opened his mouth, wanting to say something else, such as demanding that Yong Ruxin also not interfere with his other affairs.

But when he felt a cold, fair hand suddenly...

Zhou Liangan froze instantly, and all his words were swallowed back into his stomach.

Yong Ruxin giggled, her beautiful eyes darting around, looking at Zhou Liangan with a hint of triumph and charm: "Hubby~ do you have anything else to say?~"

Zhou Liangan was stiff all over, his cheeks burning a little. He shook his head: "No... nothing..."

"Since that's the case, how about the two of us continue to Cultivate the Hehuan 108 Styles together~" Yong Ruxin said, sticking out the tip of her tongue again, gently licking her luscious red lips...