Inside the small room were four burly men and Yu Xiaogang, tied to the bed.
After three and a half years of torment, he had long lost all hope for his future. He couldn't even remember the last time he had walked freely.
"Brother, looks like today's our last day on the job."
"Huh? Already the last day?"
"Two hours left, to be exact."
"Ah..."
"Third Brother, Fourth Brother, no slacking off! Prepare for the final assault!"
"Yes, sir!"
"Mission will be completed!"
"Understood!"
When Yu Xiaogang saw the four dark, muscular men surrounding him, a provocative smirk appeared on his face.
'What kind of storms and waves haven't I endured these past three years?'
He—Woo woo woo…
…
Meanwhile, in Moon Pavilion, inside Tang Yuehua's boudoir…
Fu Ye had already gotten out of bed. By now, he and Yuehua were practically an old married couple.
As for why they had been intimate for three years without conceiving a child, Fu Ye had already explained it to them—he was still young and didn't want children yet, so he had taken certain precautions.
In response:
Ah Wu said it was fine.
Ah Yin didn't mind.
Yuehua simply smiled and replied that as long as Fu Ye loved her, nothing else mattered.
'With wives like these, what more could a man ask for?'
Ah Wu had consumed the immortal herb Fu Ye gifted her—the Purple Jade Sky-High Grass—causing her martial soul to evolve from a Soft Bone Rabbit into a Phantom Demon Rabbit. Her cultivation had now reached Level 73, making her a Soul Sage.
Ah Yin's cultivation was even higher, standing at Level 79, just one step away from becoming a Soul Douluo.
Yuehua had no classes today, so Fu Ye had stayed up with her until dawn.
Over the past three years, perhaps due to accumulated experience, her cultivation had improved by leaps and bounds—she was now approaching the realm of a high-level Soul King!
For the past three years, Fu Ye had been shuttling between two places: Tang Yuehua's side and Ah Yin & Ah Wu's. He rarely visited Juxiang Pavilion.
As expected, Chen Xin had successfully absorbed a 100,000-year soul ring for his ninth ring—an extraordinary feat!
Upon learning that Fu Ye possessed another God-given Soul Ring, the cunning Ning Fengzhi had tried every means to acquire it.
In the end, Fu Ye agreed—on the condition that Ning Fengzhi helped expand Juxiang Pavilion's business.
That God-given soul ring was eventually given to Bone Douluo, Gu Rong. Since his martial soul was the Bone Dragon, his physical endurance surpassed Chen Xin's.
As a result, he actually absorbed a 170,000-year soul ring for his ninth ring!
Because of this, Ning Fengzhi had repeatedly invited Fu Ye to dine at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, but Fu Ye always refused.
'After all, in his eyes, Ning Fengzhi was a sly old fox—one wrong move, and you'd fall into his trap.'
Still, business was booming. Under Ning Fengzhi's management, Juxiang Pavilion's territory had more than doubled.
His plan was to expand outward from Heaven Dou Imperial City, establishing branches in surrounding smaller nations.
For now, only the headquarters in the imperial city had been renovated—expansion to other regions was still pending.
Stepping out of Moon Pavilion, one could immediately spot a striking building in the distance—Juxiang Pavilion.
Now, its scale had tripled compared to three years ago. With more staff, the rules remained unchanged:
Front Office: 10% profit share.
Kitchen Staff: 20% profit share.
…
Juxiang Pavilion, Heaven Dou Imperial City
Though not yet open for the day, the staff had arrived early to clean and prepare. Among them was a red-haired girl directing operations with practiced ease—Liu Erlong, who had arrived three years prior.
Now 19 years old, she had risen to become the Deputy Manager thanks to her exceptional abilities. Her cultivation had also soared to Level 49 (Peak Soul Ancestor), just a step away from Soul King.
"Hey, Manager Erlong, busy as always?"
Fu Ye approached, greeting her warmly.
"Eh? Brother Fu Ye! You're here!"
The moment Liu Erlong saw him, stars seemed to glitter in her eyes.
"Just dropping by to check on things."
As usual, Fu Ye ruffled her hair affectionately.
[Liu Erlong's current favorability: 93%—a secret crush hidden in her heart.]
"Hehe, Brother Fu Ye, what would you like to eat? I'll have the kitchen prepare it for you!"
Seeing their usually composed deputy manager acting so girlishly around Fu Ye, the staff couldn't help but smile knowingly.
'Everyone could see her feelings—except, perhaps, herself.'
"Here, have the kitchen prepare these."
Fu Ye handed her a bag—light, but clearly holding something valuable.
"Yes! Mission accepted!"
She dashed off toward the kitchen while Fu Ye found a comfortable seat to wait.
Over the past three years, he had always enjoyed teasing this lively girl.
True to expectations, she had risen to deputy manager, while Xiao Lan (from three years ago) remained the store manager due to her experience.
Before long, Liu Erlong returned with Xiao Li, carrying plates of delicacies:
Fish oil from a 3,000-year-old Bluen Tuna (crystal-clear, jelly-like).
Three Deep-Sea Ruby Shrimps.
Two Blanched Millennium Bamboo Shoots.
A light, carefully selected breakfast.
Xiao Li tactfully retreated—after all, he worked under Liu Erlong and knew better than to intrude.
"Brother Fu Ye, your food is served!"
Just as she turned to leave, Fu Ye stopped her.
"Take half of the fish oil and one of the ruby shrimp."
Liu Erlong was at the peak of Level 49—this meal might just help her break through.
"Ah? But—"
"It's fine. You haven't eaten either, right?"
"Thank you, Brother Fu Ye!"
She instantly sat down across from him.
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