99: Chapter 99 A mature and stunningly beautiful goddess! Honey, I'm pregnant!

Zhou Liangan's technique was professional and deft; the tattoo needle moved across his fingertips like flowing water. As the fine needle tip traced over her skin, in just a few moments, a complex and exquisite Slave Mark was completely branded onto Fan Lingling's smooth lower abdomen. The pale purple lines wound and intertwined, hidden beneath the skin, exuding a hint of eerie beauty.

Throughout the entire process, Fan Lingling remained incredibly obedient. Her back was straightened against the sofa, and she didn't even frown, completely devoid of the cold and arrogant air of the movie queen she once was.

Zhou Liangan gently brushed his fingertips over the newly formed Slave Mark, feeling the faint contractual fluctuations emanating from the lines, and a playful smile curled at the corners of his mouth.

He understood the mindset of women like Fan Lingling too well—naturally admiring strength, with an inherent desire to rely on the strong carved into their bones. Whoever had the hardest fist and could provide shelter from the wind and rain, she would willingly lean towards. Compared to so-called integrity, they understood better how to seek advantages and avoid harm.

And he, clearly, was the most worthy pillar for her to rely on at this moment.

Having dealt with Fan Lingling, Zhou Liangan shifted his thoughts, and Fan Xianya, who was in the System space, was pulled out by him through the air.

The woman was still restrained by the power of the Binding Talisman. Several pitch-black Spiritual Qi chains were tightly wrapped around her limbs and waist, pulling her exquisite figure into alluring curves, making her unable to even move.

As soon as Fan Xianya appeared, her beautiful eyes widened abruptly. Her almond-shaped eyes glared fiercely at Zhou Liangan, monstrous anger and unwillingness churning in the depths of her pupils, her silver teeth grinding with a clicking sound.

Watching Fan Xianya's baring-teeth-and-claws yet helpless appearance, the smile on Zhou Liangan's face deepened. His tone was casual and carried a hint of mockery, "Beauty, being obedient won't hurt you. We've reached this point, yet you remain stubborn; what are you hoping for?"

"Scoundrel! I will never coexist with you!" Fan Xianya's voice was cold and hateful, carrying uncontrollable trembling, the hatred in her eyes almost solidifying. "You have humiliated my body and mind; I will definitely avenge this grudge!"

Zhou Liangan sneered at this, shaking his head indifferently, "Say whatever you want, it's just empty talk. However, I do have something good today that I want to show you."

As his voice fell, a glistening white Recording Stone appeared in Zhou Liangan's palm. With a flick of his finger, the stone lit up with a faint glow, and a scene of light and shadow was instantly projected into mid-air.

In the scene, Liang Tonghe was fleeing forward regardless of everything, with Spiritual Qi fluctuations surging behind him.

He kept shouting that he was willing to give his wife, Fan Xianya, to Zhou Liangan, only begging Zhou Liangan to spare his life. That greedy-for-life, cowering, and fawning appearance was a stark contrast to his usual gentle and refined demeanor.

The light and shadow faded, the glow of the Recording Stone gradually dimmed, and the room instantly fell into dead silence.

Fan Xianya stared blankly at the scene dissipating in mid-air, her entire body frozen. The hatred in her beautiful, angry eyes faded bit by bit, replaced by thick disbelief, which was then immediately drowned by overwhelming bitterness and despair.

Fan Xianya could not believe that the husband who was usually gentle, considerate, and obedient to her, the man she had exhausted everything to help achieve a Breakthrough, would actually push her to his enemy without hesitation just to save his own life.

For Liang Tonghe, she had willingly practiced as a Human Furnace to nourish his Spiritual Qi and help him achieve a Breakthrough in his Realm.

She had given her heart and soul, sacrificing everything, only to have Liang Tonghe hand her over as a bargaining chip just to survive.

A wave of desolation surged from the bottom of her heart, instantly sweeping through her entire body. Fan Xianya's shoulders trembled uncontrollably, and her eye sockets turned slightly red, but she held back the tears. In those beautiful eyes, only a desolate emptiness remained, as if even the strength to hate had been drained away.

The greatest sorrow is the death of the heart; this was likely that feeling.

Zhou Liangan took in all of Fan Xianya's emotional changes. He walked slowly to her front, raised his hand to gently stroke her fair and delicate cheek. When his fingertips touched her slightly cool skin, Fan Xianya instinctively wanted to dodge, but she was firmly locked by the Spiritual Qi chains and could only stand there stiffly.

Zhou Liangan's tone became gentle, yet every word pierced the heart, "Beauty, look, for such a heartless and ungrateful man, you risked your life to be my enemy and suffered so much; is it worth it? He doesn't even care about your life, so why do you bother holding onto that worthless obsession for him?"

Fan Xianya turned her head away, avoiding Zhou Liangan's touch, her beautiful eyes staring straight at the ground. Pain, unwillingness, and a trace of confusion from being shattered by reality churned in the depths of her pupils. She seemed to have had all her spirit drained away, no longer possessing her previous sharpness.

Seeing Fan Xianya in this state, Zhou Liangan knew that the line of defense in her heart had already collapsed.

Zhou Liangan didn't waste any words; he turned and picked up the tattoo instrument. The fine buzzing sound was exceptionally clear in the quiet room.

Walking in front of Fan Xianya, Zhou Liangan raised his hand, and the tattoo needle slowly descended. This time, Fan Xianya did not resist or struggle; she just stood there woodenly, letting the needle tip trace over her skin, letting the Slave Mark that symbolized submission be branded onto her skin bit by bit.

Fan Lingling, who was on the side, watched all of this, a strange look rising in her beautiful eyes, and a considerable ripple stirred in her heart.

She watched Zhou Liangan calmly manipulate Fan Xianya, watching him use the most direct method to shatter a woman's every obsession, turning the unyielding Fan Xianya into a Puppet at the mercy of others.

At this moment, she truly saw the methods of the man in front of her—ruthless, decisive, knowing how to grasp the weaknesses of the human heart, applying both grace and authority, and using both soft and hard tactics. Such a person could definitely be called an overlord.

The era of Spiritual Qi revival is one of survival of the fittest. Only by following such an overlord can one stand firm in this chaotic world and even seize more benefits.

Fan Lingling looked at Zhou Liangan's focused side profile, watching the tattoo needle dancing at his fingertips, and a bold thought suddenly arose in her heart: If she could always stay by his side and win his favor, with her appearance and figure, it might not be impossible to compete for something.

If one day Zhou Liangan could truly walk to the position of Human Emperor, then the throne of the Human Emperor's consort might not be without a place for her.

Thinking of this, the look in Fan Lingling's eyes as she looked at Zhou Liangan quietly changed. Amidst the original awe and obedience, there was a bit more gentle fawning, and a trace of unfathomable ambition hidden deep in her eyes. That ambition, like a vine, quietly took root and sprouted in her heart.

Before long, the Slave Mark on Fan Xianya was also carved. The pale purple lines wrapped around her waist, echoing the Slave Mark of Fan Lingling from afar, revealing a faint contractual connection.

Zhou Liangan put away the tattoo instrument and waved his hand. The Spiritual Qi chains wrapped around Fan Xianya turned into dots of black gas and dissipated into the air.

Having regained her freedom, Fan Xianya did not make any movement. She just stood woodenly in place, her eyes lowered, making it impossible to see the emotions in the depths of her pupils. She seemed as if she had lost her soul.

Zhou Liangan's gaze unscrupulously swept over her graceful and exquisite body. Looking at her disconsolate yet still beautiful and moving appearance, a meaningful smile unconsciously curled at the corners of his mouth, and a glimmer of playfulness flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Two stunning beauties, each with a Slave Mark branded on their bodies, from now on...

Three days passed in a flash.

When Zhou Liangan slowly opened his eyes, a sharp gleam flashed in them. The Protective Aura around his body instantly retracted, all settling within his body.

He raised his hand to feel the surging power in his Meridians, and a satisfied arc curved at the corners of his mouth.

Peak of the first stage of the Huagang Realm!

He was only one step away from breaking through to the second stage of the Huagang Realm.

Zhou Liangan also clearly realized that after promoting to the Huagang Realm, every Breakthrough became increasingly difficult.

The amount of Spiritual Qi required could simply be described as massive.

"It seems that for future Cultivation, I need to speed up the plundering of destiny points." Zhou Liangan whispered to himself, his fingertips rubbing the soul-locking jade in his palm, his eyes deep.

While Zhou Liangan was pondering, he turned his head to look at Fan Lingling and Fan Xianya not far away.

After three days of getting along, the changes in the two women were obvious.

Fan Lingling still maintained the refinement of a movie queen; her well-tailored long dress set off her graceful figure. However, the look in her eyes when she looked at Zhou Liangan had a bit more obedience and awe, and less of the cold detachment of the past.

As for Fan Xianya, she had shed the grief and unwillingness from their first meeting. Clad in simple clothes, her expression was calm. Although there was still a faint sense of loneliness in the depths of her eyes, the intense resistance was gone, as if she had truly accepted her fate.

"Master, I still have some contracts and affairs to deal with in the capital, so I have come to bid you farewell today." Fan Lingling spoke first, her voice gentle and her posture respectful.

Fan Xianya also nodded, her voice soft but carrying a hint of imperceptible melancholy, "Master, I was trapped in the Hou Mansion ruins for decades; my family members must have long thought I was no longer in this world. Now that I have regained my freedom, I want to go back and see them. I ask for Master's permission."

During these days, although Fan Xianya was bound by the Slave Mark, she had also seen the reality clearly. Liang Tonghe's betrayal had caused her heart to die, and Zhou Liangan's strength made her understand that resistance was meaningless, so it was better to go with the flow.

Zhou Liangan raised his eyes and swept over the two women. Seeing that their expressions were sincere and there was nothing unusual, he nodded indifferently, "Go ahead. If you encounter anything, you can contact me using your Divine Thought."

Zhou Liangan was not worried that the two women would run away. The Slave Mark had long since placed their life and death in his hands. Unless they wanted to die, they would never dare to have any disloyal thoughts.

Having received permission, Fan Lingling and Fan Xianya bowed together in salute, then turned and left the presidential suite, heading in different directions.

Fan Lingling headed straight for the airport, preparing to rush back to the film crew as soon as possible.

Fan Xianya stood on the street, looking at the familiar yet strange street scene of the capital, her eyes full of complexity. Finally, she hailed a car and drove towards the direction of the old mansion in her memory.

After the two women left, the room returned to tranquility. Zhou Liangan stood up and walked to the window, took out his phone, and unlocked the screen. The ninety-nine plus unread messages and missed calls that popped up instantly almost filled the screen.

After replying to some messages from more important people, he put away his phone.

Zhou Liangan shifted his thoughts, and the System panel unfolded in his mind. He spent thirty thousand destiny points to exchange for three Tracking Talismans glowing with a faint golden light.

These Tracking Talismans were Emperor Rank Medium Grade Talismans. As long as he had the essence blood of the target person, he could accurately lock onto their location, and even if they were thousands of miles away, he could perceive the other party's movements.

Previously in the Hou Mansion ruins, when Hou Wenhan, Liang Tonghe, and Chen Changfeng escaped during the chaos, Zhou Liangan had secretly collected their respective residual essence blood, all for this day.

He dripped three drops of dark red blood essence onto three Tracking Talismans. The moment the blood essence touched the Talisman paper, it quickly seeped in. A dazzling golden light flashed on the surface of the Talismans, but it only lasted for a moment before suddenly dimming. The Tracking Talismans returned to the appearance of ordinary paper, with no reaction at all.

Zhou Liangan was not surprised by this, a cold arc curling at the corner of his lips. "It seems you are still trapped in the ruins of the Hou Mansion. That saves me quite a bit of effort."

Zhou Liangan knew clearly that if the Tracking Talismans failed, it meant either the target individuals were already dead, or they were still in a sealed Secret Realm where the signal could not penetrate.

And those three people were unlikely to die so easily.

He put away the three Tracking Talismans and hid them close to his body. "As soon as you leave the Secret Realm, I will immediately sense your location. At that time, it will be time to settle the debt you owe me."

After handling these matters, the sky had already darkened.

Zhou Liangan changed into a well-tailored black suit and drove to the restaurant where he had an appointment with Yong Ruxin.

This restaurant was located on the top floor of the Beijing CBD, with luxurious and elegant decor. Through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, one could take in the entire night view of Beijing, making it an excellent place for couples to date.

When Zhou Liangan arrived, Yong Ruxin was already sitting at a window seat waiting.

Today, she wore a pale pink dress, her long hair pinned into an exquisite bun, revealing her slender and fair neck. Her face was adorned with elegant makeup, making her skin look as white as snow, her features picturesque, and she was as bright and moving as ever.

"Have you been waiting long?" Zhou Liangan walked over and sat opposite her, his tone gentle.

Yong Ruxin snapped out of her thoughts and shook her head, a faint smile curling at the corner of her lips. "No, I just arrived not long ago either."

Yong Ruxin raised her hand to beckon the waiter and ordered several dishes that Zhou Liangan liked. Afterward, she fell silent, her eyes drifting to the night view outside the window, looking troubled.

Zhou Liangan observed her unusual behavior and understood in his heart.

Yong Ruxin was always cheerful and generous; for her to be so distracted today, she must have encountered some trouble.

After the waiter served the dishes and the restaurant returned to quiet, Zhou Liangan spoke slowly, his voice gentle. "Ruxin, you seem to have something on your mind? Why not tell me? Perhaps I can help you."

Hearing this, Yong Ruxin raised her eyes to look at Zhou Liangan. A flash of hesitation passed through her beautiful eyes, which immediately turned into deep grievance and helplessness. She sighed softly, "You know about the emergence of the Hou Mansion ruins in Nanjiang Province some time ago, right?"

Zhou Liangan nodded, signaling her to continue.

"That ruin attracted the attention of many Hidden Families. Among them, there is a Hidden Family called the Ling Family, which is quite powerful." Yong Ruxin's voice carried a hint of bitterness. "A collateral Disciple of the Ling Family, named Ling Feng, fell in love with me at first sight and insists on marrying me."

Speaking of this, Yong Ruxin's eyes reddened slightly. "The elders in my family, seeing that the Ling Family is a Hidden Family with great strength, are desperate to cling to them. Every day they nag at me, telling me to agree to this marriage, saying it's for the future of the Yong Family and for my own prospects."

She looked up at Zhou Liangan, her eyes full of helplessness. "I don't even know that Ling Feng, and I don't want to marry someone I've never met. But the pressure from the family is just too great. I've refused several times, but they have only intensified their efforts, and have even started discussing the wedding date with the Ling Family."

After listening, the temperature around Zhou Liangan dropped suddenly. A cold killing intent spread like a physical substance, making the surrounding air seem to solidify.

His hand on the table clenched slightly, his knuckles turning white, and terrifying coldness surged in the depths of his eyes. "These Hidden Families, they really have quite the arrogance! Daring to force my woman, are they tired of living?"

Zhou Liangan's cold killing intent made even Yong Ruxin shiver involuntarily. She quickly reached out to hold Zhou Liangan's hand and softly persuaded him, "Little rascal~ don't do anything reckless~"

She could feel the anger in Zhou Liangan's heart, and she knew his temperament; once he was truly enraged, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"That Ling Feng, although only a collateral Disciple of the Ling Family, has extremely high talent. At a young age, his cultivation has already reached the third stage of the Meridian Opening Realm, making him a leader among the younger generation." Yong Ruxin's voice carried a hint of worry. "I heard that even the Old Ancestor of the Ling Family values him highly and treats him as a key cultivation target. And the Old Ancestor of the Ling Family is a powerhouse in the Huagang Realm, with unfathomable strength."

Yong Ruxin was afraid that Zhou Liangan would act on impulse and provoke the Ling Family, and in the end, he would be the one to suffer.

After all, a Huagang Realm powerhouse is already a top-tier existence in this current era of Spiritual Qi recovery and cannot be easily provoked.

Zhou Liangan felt the warm touch in his palm, and the anger in his heart calmed down a little.

He held Yong Ruxin's hand in return, his fingertips gently stroking her delicate skin, his tone incredibly firm and filled with powerful confidence. "Don't worry, it's not like I haven't killed a Huagang Realm powerhouse before!"

Zhou Liangan paused, a sharp cold light flashing in the depths of his eyes. "Daring to scheme against the mother of my child, let alone a collateral Disciple of the Ling Family, even the entire Ling Family has no need to continue existing."

"What did you say?" Hearing this, Yong Ruxin's pupils suddenly contracted, her face full of shock, her rosy little mouth forming an 'O' shape. She could hardly believe her ears. "You have killed a Huagang powerhouse?"

Zhou Liangan looked at Yong Ruxin's shocked appearance, a faint smile curling at the corner of his lips. His tone was casual, as if he were talking about a trivial matter. "That's right. Some time ago, in the Hou Mansion ruins, I killed more than one Huagang guy. Moreover, I also blew up the Dao body of that Grand Elder of the Tianmen Organization, who was in the Half-step Concentrated Spirit Realm."

"Boom!"

These words were like a thunderclap, exploding in Yong Ruxin's mind, leaving her stunned in place. The shock on her face deepened, her little mouth opening even wider, almost able to fit an egg.

Half-step Concentrated Spirit Realm!

That is a legendary existence!

Her own husband could actually defeat even such an existence!

It was simply terrifying!

Yong Ruxin looked at the man in front of her, feeling that he was becoming more and more mysterious and powerful.

Besides shock, there was also an indescribable sense of urgency in her heart.

Now that Zhou Liangan's strength was so terrifying and the momentum of the Human Emperor was established, with more and more beauties surrounding him, if she didn't seize the opportunity, she might not have a place in the future.

However, there was more relief than anything else.

She was glad that when Zhou Liangan was still weak, she had seen his potential and left his Bloodline.

In the future, when Zhou Liangan truly steps onto the Peak, she will be the true Imperial Concubine, honored because of her child, and no one will ever dare to look down on her again.

Zhou Liangan took in the changes in Yong Ruxin's expression, understood in his heart, but did not point it out.

"I was just worrying about how to establish my prestige; I didn't expect this Ling Family to deliver themselves as a stepping stone. It's perfect. Taking this opportunity, I will let those Hidden Families see who is the true Dominator of this current era." Zhou Liangan said lightly.

Zhou Liangan said, his eyes as sharp as knives. "After eating, I will go to their door and see if this Ling Family really has such great ability to dare to snatch my woman!"

Hearing this, Yong Ruxin came back to her senses, a strange look appearing in her beautiful eyes. She shook her head gently, her tone carrying a hint of coquettishness and reluctance. "Why are you in such a rush?"

She reached out and gently stroked Zhou Liangan's cheek. "You big busybody, you are either in closed-door Cultivation or running around all the time. It was so hard for me to finally see you, and if I let you go now, who knows when we will meet again~"

Yong Ruxin's voice was soft and charming, filled with deep dependence and anticipation, her eyes watery, making Zhou Liangan's heart burn with heat.

Zhou Liangan raised his hand to hold Yong Ruxin's hand, placed it to his lips, and kissed it lightly. A wicked smile curled at the corner of his lips. "Alright, since that's the case, I will spend the day with you. As for the Ling Family matter, it won't be too late to go there tomorrow."

Seeing him agree, Yong Ruxin immediately revealed a brilliant smile, like a flower after the rain, charming and moving.

She leaned close to Zhou Liangan, lowered her voice, and transmitted her voice to him via Divine Thought, her tone carrying a hint of shyness and temptation. "That set of cosplay clothes you asked me to buy has already arrived."

Hearing this, Zhou Liangan's pupils shrank slightly, and a surge of agitation instantly welled up in his heart. An indescribable sense of anticipation welled up spontaneously.

He looked at Yong Ruxin's shy, flushed face, the smile at the corner of his lips deepening once more. His tone carried thick teasing. "Oh? Then when we go to the hotel later, I will properly guide you in your Cultivation."

Yong Ruxin's cheeks instantly turned red, like a ripe apple, and even her earlobes were dyed pink.

She nodded gently, her voice as thin as a mosquito's buzz: "Mm~"

Her obedient and well-behaved appearance made her even more endearing.

The dinner ended in a warm and romantic atmosphere.

After Zhou Liangan paid the bill, he impatiently took Yong Ruxin's hand and walked towards the Hilton Hotel downstairs.

The two of them were silent along the way.

Returning to the presidential suite, Zhou Liangan locked the door and set up a faint barrier, isolating all interference from the outside world.

Yong Ruxin took out an exquisite gift box from her storage ring, glanced at Zhou Liangan with slightly flushed cheeks, then turned and walked into the bedroom, gently closing the door.

Zhou Liangan sat on the sofa in the living room, feeling incredibly expectant.

He imagined Yong Ruxin wearing the catwoman uniform, and he felt restless, the Qi and blood in his body somewhat agitated.

Zhou Liangan picked up the red wine on the table and took a sip, trying to calm the heat in his heart. But what appeared in his mind was Yong Ruxin's usual bright and moving appearance, as well as her shy expression just now, making him increasingly unable to restrain himself.

Time passed minute by minute, and every second felt like torture. Zhou Liangan put down his wine glass, his eyes fixed on the bedroom door, his heart full of anticipation.

Finally, the bedroom door was opened gently.

Yong Ruxin walked out with elegant and graceful steps, full of smiles.

Yong Ruxin was wearing that set of...

PS: The image is a COS picture of Yong Ruxin.