110: Lace Secrets in the Bathroom

The farce on Liuyun Island finally concluded with Fu Yuechi's forceful intervention.

After sending the startled Su Muyue back to Kunlun Academy, Qin Lang checked the time.

The sun hadn't completely set yet, and it was the busiest time on Kunao Avenue.

He planned to go see Ye Linger.

After all, she was his cash cow, so he had to care about his 'employee's' physical and mental health.

As he turned around, he saw Shangguan Xue standing quietly not far away.

The afterglow of the setting sun cast a golden edge on her light blue combat uniform.

Her usual coolness now carried a hint of gentleness.

"What a coincidence."

Qin Lang greeted her with a smile.

"Are you also going to Kunao Avenue?"

Shangguan Xue nodded, her hair by her ears ruffled by the breeze. She reached up and gently tucked it behind her ear.

This action made Qin Lang's heart stir slightly.

"Aunt told me to pick something up from the fourth floor of Moon God Pavilion."

"She said she left it there because she left in a hurry last time."

Since they were going the same way, they might as well walk together.

The two walked side by side on the way to Kunao Avenue.

They had just experienced a thrilling conflict, and the unspoken understanding of sharing life and death was still present.

The distance between them seemed much closer than usual.

"Oh, right, Sister Xue."

Qin Lang turned his head, looking at her delicate profile.

"What level have you reached in your Evergreen Sword Art?"

When cultivation was mentioned, Shangguan Xue became noticeably more talkative.

"Peak of the third level."

"I always feel like something is missing, and I can't Breakthrough to the fourth level."

"Then your understanding of 'endless vitality' is not enough."

Qin Lang pointed it out incisively.

With the Formless Sword Art returned by the System as his foundation, his attainments in the Dao of the sword had long surpassed Shangguan Xue's by a wide margin.

"You need to try to feel the life force within the Sword Qi, rather than simply pursuing sharpness."

"Just like..."

Qin Lang casually plucked a willow branch from the roadside and flicked it lightly.

The originally soft willow branch instantly straightened, letting out a crisp swishing sound.

"Combining rigidity and softness."

Shangguan Xue's eyes lit up.

She looked at the willow branch in Qin Lang's hand, lost in thought.

"The Secret Realm Assessment is in another week."

Qin Lang threw away the willow branch and clapped his hands.

"If you can raise your Evergreen Sword Art or Thousand Illusions Steps by another level within this week."

"Your chances of survival will increase by at least 30%."

Actually, his little calculations were clattering loudly in his mind.

As long as Shangguan Xue made a Breakthrough, he would receive a thirty-fold return.

At that time, his combat techniques could be upgraded again.

This was the joy of nurturing.

As they were talking, the two had already entered Kunao Avenue.

It was dinner time, and the streets were filled with students looking for food.

A combination of handsome men and beautiful women was always the center of attention, no matter where they went.

Especially since Qin Lang's reputation was now widespread, and Shangguan Xue was a famously aloof goddess.

When these two walked together, theReturn rate (rate of people turning their heads to look) was simply off the charts.

"Look! Isn't that rookie king Qin Lang?"

"The one next to him is... Goddess Shangguan?"

"Oh my god! Are they really dating?"

"What about campus belle Su? Is he two-timing?"

"Shh! Keep your voice down, do you want to be smashed to death by a fireball?"

Although the whispers weren't loud, with their current hearing, they heard everything clearly.

Shangguan Xue's steps faltered slightly.

Her originally fair, jade-like Face visibly flushed red.

It spread all the way to the base of her neck.

She subconsciously moved half a step to the side, trying to create some distance from Qin Lang.

But as soon as she made the move, she felt it was too deliberate.

As if she had a guilty conscience.

So she stiffly stopped, not knowing where to put her hands.

Qin Lang looked at her flustered appearance and secretly chuckled.

This woman usually acts like an ice mountain.

But in reality, she's extremely thin-skinned.

"We're here."

Qin Lang pointed to the Moon God Pavilion ahead.

Ever since Ye Linger took over the first floor, its popularity had been high.

However, the fourth floor was a private area, and no one usually went up there.

Qin Lang took out a key and opened the side door leading to the fourth floor.

"Linger is still busy downstairs, let's go straight up."

Shangguan Xue nodded, following behind him with her head down, like a wronged little wife.

The fourth floor was very quiet.

This used to be Shangguan Yan's residence, luxuriously decorated and exuding the scent of a mature woman.

However, most of the things had been moved out, making it seem a bit empty.

"I'm going to the bathroom to get something."

Shangguan Xue pointed to the room inside and quickly walked over.

Qin Lang sat on the sofa in the living room and casually picked up a magazine.

Before he could even open the first page.

"Ah—!"

A short, terrified scream came from the bathroom.

Qin Lang's eyes narrowed.

Killing Intent?

No, that sound didn't seem like she encountered an assassin, but rather... a ghost?

Without another word, he transformed into an afterimage and instantly rushed to the bathroom door.

He kicked the door open.

"What's wrong?!"

He saw the ice goddess who usually wouldn't bat an eye while hacking people with a sword.

At this moment, she was cowering in the corner of the sink, her Face pale and drained of color.

She trembled as she extended a finger, pointing to the corner of the wall.

"Co... cockroach!"

Qin Lang followed her finger.

A mutated cockroach, as big as a fist, was waving its antennae and happily crawling on the tiles.

Qin Lang: "..."

That's it?

A dignified third-tier Gene BattleZong, a powerful Awakened with Heavy Pupils.

Scared into screaming by a cockroach?

Isn't this contrast in cuteness a bit too much?

"Don't be afraid."

Qin Lang was a little dumbfounded.

He flicked his finger.

A wisp of strong wind shot out.

"Puff!"

That little cockroach, which hadn't even had a chance to show off its might, instantly turned into a pile of dust.

Not even a speck remained.

"Alright, it's dealt with."

Qin Lang clapped his hands, just about to turn and leave to give this goddess some Face.

However.

The moment he retracted his gaze.

His peripheral vision inadvertently caught sight of something hanging on a hook on the bathroom wall.

It was a pair of underwear.

And not just ordinary underwear.

Black and red, so thin it was almost transparent.

The edges were exquisitely intricate lace, exuding an extremely sexy, yet extremely dangerous aura under the warm yellow light of the bathroom.

Clearly.

This was left behind by that enchantress, Shangguan Yan.

Qin Lang's Adam's apple involuntarily bobbed.

This... was a bit stimulating.

Just then, Shangguan Xue also snapped back to reality.

She first glanced at the cockroach dust, letting out a sigh of relief.

Immediately after.

She followed Qin Lang's frozen gaze.

And also saw the lace underwear hanging on the wall, gently swaying in the breeze.

Boom—!

Shangguan Xue felt as if a mushroom cloud had exploded in her head.

The color on her Face instantly changed from deathly pale to crimson.

It was ten times redder than when they were on the street just now.

As if blood was about to drip.

Of course she knew whose it was.

This was what her aunt asked her to retrieve!

But... why did Qin Lang have to see it?!

And in this situation, with a lone man and woman in the same room!

In the small bathroom space, the air seemed to solidify.

That lace underwear was like a magical totem, exuding an indescribable ambiguous aura.

Silently spreading between the two of them.

Shangguan Xue originally wanted to go forward, take it down, and stuff it into her pocket.

But her feet felt like they were filled with lead, unable to move.

Certain unspeakable scenes that had once occurred uncontrollably surfaced in her mind.

The madness of that night.

That Soul-trembling sensation.

Even... Qin Lang's scorching Qi.

A wave of heat rose from her lower abdomen, quickly spreading throughout her body.

Her ear tips were frighteningly hot.

Even her breathing became shallow and rapid.

She shyly lowered her head, staring intently at her toes.

She didn't dare to look at Qin Lang at all.

Afraid that if she just looked up.

The other person would see the undeniable...palpitations (fluttering) and panic in her eyes.