"Who!"
"Is that you, Xiao Luo?"
The Zhu Zhu Yun Sisters had the same thoughts and simultaneously shouted out loud.
No echo came back.
"If you don't come out, we'll be forced to show our strength and tear down the villa," Zhu Zhuyun said with beautiful eyes widened, pretending to be angry.
"Go ahead, it's not my house, I won't be heartbroken," a man's voice replied.
In the shock of the two women, a tall figure materialized out of thin air; it was Luo Yu.
"What kind of trick is this?" Zhu Qing asked, astonished.
Zhu Zhuyun turned her head incredulously and saw another silhouette of Luo Yu, who had been sitting there all along, motionless.
And here was another one.
Seeing the puzzled look in the eyes of the two women, Luo Yu didn't seem inclined to explain, but simply surveyed them both.
The two women were dressed similarly to how they were during the day.
The only difference was Zhu Qing wore black shorts, her hair flowing down her back, revealing a pair of slender snow-white legs, her bare jade feet stepping on the light-colored bedsheets.
Zhu Zhuyun, on the other hand, looked a bit more seductive, her beautiful legs encased in thin, cicada-wing-like black stockings, without shoes, stepping on the bed with her black silk feet.
Both were squatting there, staring at him with big eyes.
Luo Yu thought to himself that by testing the two women like this, since neither had shown strength beyond his own, they probably weren't in league with the three women from earlier.
"You two didn't really come here to fight me, did you?"
"What else?" Zhu Zhuyun replied, with a look of eagerness for battle.
"Please, where do you think we are? This is a bedroom. Are we going to fight on the bed?" Luo Yu said, wide-eyed and speechless.
He had thought the two women were just joking during the day; he hadn't expected them to be serious. This was plain horsing around.
"If you want to, it's not impossible," Zhu Zhuyun said seriously.
Zhu Qing also nodded in agreement.
Forgive me for having such thoughts, but he knew that these two martial arts fanatics were definitely not the repressed, flirty type.
"It's late at night. Could you let me rest and not disturb me anymore?"
"If you want to fight, I'll be up for it during the day."
"No way," the Zhu Zhu Yun Sisters shook their heads, looking utterly unyielding.
"Don't force me to take action," Luo Yu warned with a glare, "It's so late, and you two beautiful women are coming over looking so enticing, I might end up doing something unexpected."
"Wait a minute!"
Luo Yu's pupils contracted as he witnessed something unbelievable; Zhu Qing was starting to take off her shirt, while Zhu Zhuyun had already begun removing her stockings.
"What are you two doing?"
"Taking off our clothes. Didn't you want to do something outrageous? Get on with it, and when you're done, accompany us in training," Zhu Zhuyun said.
"Yeah, the two of us will join you. Get it over with quickly, and then let's get to the fight," Zhu Qing said as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
Luo Yu: "???"
Who was he? Where was he? What were these two women actually up to? Was he the one being abnormal, or were these two women?
In his moment of hesitation, Zhu Qing had already exposed her white, fragrant shoulders.
The pale scenery was captivating.
Meanwhile, Zhu Zhuyun's black stockings had been pulled down to her ankles, emitting a mysterious black allure.
Luo Yu swallowed hard.
He was a normal man, after all, and in the dead of night, who could resist such a sight?
"You two must be crazy!" Luo Yu exclaimed, glaring, "Stop this nonsense, get out!!!"
A Bagua Bronze Mirror appeared in Luo Yu's hand with a flash of light, spinning, its wooden edges and ancient characters lighting up.
"Swoosh! Swoosh!"
The twin sisters, with astonished looks, vanished within the bedroom.
When they tried to rush back in, they were transported out again, and after more than a dozen unsuccessful attempts, they had to give up.
Standing at the door to Luo Yu's bedroom, Zhu Zhuyun said fiercely, "What was that just now, spatial transference?"
"It must be related to that Bagua Bronze Mirror in his hand, definitely a top-tier treasure," Zhu Qing stated.
"Bastard," Zhu Zhuyun fumed, "He can move us out without a sound. To resist, we'd have to unleash our full strength, which would ruin the building, giving him the perfect excuse to kick us out."
"What exactly is that mirror, damn it!" Zhu Zhuqing was also very frustrated, but could do nothing about it.
"Let's go, can only wait until tomorrow!" Zhu Zhuyun spoke with a defeated look.
"Sis, where are your stockings?"
"Oh, I must have left them on his bed, forget it, I'll just go get a new pair."
The two twin beauties, with their bare, snow-white Jade Feet, trod on the carpeted floor and headed to their bedrooms downstairs.
In his bedroom, Luo Yu put away the Bagua Bronze Mirror and chuckled softly.
"Tsk."
"You're still too green to compete with Brother Yu."
He glimpsed at the figure sitting cross-legged in the center of the bed, activated the Bagua Bronze Mirror, and the figure instantly disappeared.
To guard against the two women's potential late-night attack, Luo Yu had activated the world of the Bagua Bronze Mirror, creating an illusion on the bed, while his real body was cultivating in a corner.
It has to be said that the mirror, even in its damaged state, aligns with the principles of Innate Bagua, the harmony of heaven and earth, yin and yang, and now displayed its extraordinary mystery.
This object most likely was not something an ordinary Qi Refiner of ancient times could possess; it very possibly was one of the legendary gods' Magical Treasures.
Which ancient gods excelled in the Innate Bagua?
Luo Yu thought carefully.
"It seems like all the Taoists know it."
"The Venerable Sovereign, the Great God Fuxi, or some other?"
He shook his head, it didn't matter who used it, what mattered was that after being teased by the two women, his desire surged, and he wasn't a monk.
His keen sense of smell caught a whiff of a light scent emanating from a black silk stocking left in disarray on the bed, a scent so faint that he wouldn't have noticed it if not for his acute sense of smell, and he couldn't help but recall the Zhu Zhuqing Sisters' enchanting and fiery figures.
"Damn!"
"Why am I thinking about them now."
With his swelling discomfort, Luo Yu opened the window, fixed on a direction, and flew straight out to vent a little.
Late at night, in the residential building of a community.
The television screen displayed a sappy romance drama where a couple embraced and kissed.
Jia Lan sat on the sofa, bending one of her fair Jade Legs to support herself, applying purple nail polish to her toes with focused attention.
Her five clear toes looked as tender and smooth as litchis.
After adding a touch of purple, they looked even more bewitching and lovely.
She looked up at the TV screen, her lush lips curling slightly.
"Hmph!"
"People are kissing their lovers, and my stinking man is off who knows where fooling around."
"Your stinking man?"
The voice of a mature woman came from the other side, Qin Lan walked out wearing cute bunny slippers and short shorts that reached just under the buttocks, rubbing her wet wavy hair, coming out of the bathroom. The bathroom behind her was still emitting white steam, the aroma of shampoo spreading through the room.
"Yeah."
"It's been several days since I last saw Brother Yu," said Jia Lan, having finished painting all ten toes, moving her bent leg, and gently blowing on them.
"Tsk, he must have found someone new and forgotten about his old love," Qin Lan teased, "After all, it's a man's nature, isn't it? Once they get what they want, they don't know how to cherish it."
Jia Lan's face tightened, and she bit her lip timidly, "That can't be, Sister Lan, Brother Yu doesn't seem like that kind of man at all."
"Who knows." Qin Lan shrugged her shoulders.
Immediately, Jia Lan said, "But I've already been 'crossed over', yet Sister Lan has not, so for your sake, he should at least come back to take a look, right?"
A mocking expression froze on Qin Lan's face; she had been teasing Jia Lan but ended up getting hit by her own joke.
Seeing the mature woman crestfallen, Jia Lan giggled, but as she laughed, her expression gradually dimmed—really, it couldn't be that he had truly forgotten her.
A girl newly touched by love always lives in a state of gain and loss, and after not seeing Luo Yu for several days, she missed him intensely.
"Alright, let your manicure dry, then come to sleep with sister, who needs men when you've got me to keep you company."
"Okay, I'll go to my room and get a pillow."
Jia Lan trotted back to her bedroom with piggy slippers on, just as she opened her own bedroom door, she saw the window open.
And there, sitting on the bed, was the handsome man she'd been longing for day and night.
At this time, Luo Yu had already undone his disguise.