Chapter 47: Meeting Tang Yuehua Again, Shocking Tang Hao To His Core

The Moon Pavilion stood tall in the heart of the bustling Heaven Dou City. The elegant five-story building exuded a serene, classical charm, like an intellectual and graceful beauty standing quietly amidst the urban chaos, untouched by the world.

Zhou Yi arrived at the fifth floor of the Moon Pavilion.

This was his second visit, and he was already quite familiar with the way.

After leaving the Sunset Forest—where no particularly powerful Soul Beasts lingered—Zhou Yi didn't stay long. He had departed the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well directly and made haste toward Heaven Dou City.

In his mind, the image of Tang Yuehua's mature, alluring figure surfaced. A warm sensation filled his chest, his longing for this poised, elegant, and intellectual beauty intensifying.

By the afternoon of the second day, Zhou Yi reached the Moon Pavilion.

Having spent considerable time absorbing the Dew of Autumn Water Essence, he quietly slipped into the building.

The interior was still and silent. Zhou Yi's spiritual energy soon detected Tang Yuehua resting on a chaise lounge, seemingly taking a midday nap.

He gently lifted the corner of the mosquito net, revealing her familiar profile. Her serene and exquisite face was more mature and captivating than any young maiden's.

Her cascading black hair spread like a waterfall, forming an ink painting-like backdrop. She resembled a sleeping beauty.

Her long eyelashes curved gracefully; her delicate nose was high and shapely. Her slightly parted lips were a soft red, tempting and alluring. She wore a silver silk nightgown, the semi-transparent fabric hinting at the captivating curves beneath.

For a moment, Zhou Yi refrained from making any rash movements. He simply lay beside her, silently admiring her beauty from head to toe. This view of an unparalleled beauty brought peace to his heart and mind.

Her white jade-like feet were slender and elegant, with toes that seemed sculpted from the purest jade, evoking a desire to hold and caress them.

Her legs, slightly bent, rose gracefully upward, leading to the soft curves of her hips, forming a breathtaking peak before narrowing sharply at her slender waist, barely enough for one hand to clasp.

Further upward lay a majestic presence, an irresistible allure.

She exuded a peaceful charm as she slept, an entirely different kind of elegance compared to when she was awake.

Zhou Yi moved silently, lying down beside her, his head propped on one hand, gazing at her with a faint smile.

Tang Yuehua seemed to sense something, slowly opening her eyes. The moment her gaze fell on Zhou Yi's mischievous, handsome face, she gasped.

"Ah!"

Startled to find a man by her side upon waking, Tang Yuehua's shock quickly turned to anger. "Didn't you leave? What are you doing back here?"

Her voice carried hints of grievance, likely due to Zhou Yi's abrupt departure yesterday.

It was no wonder—after being teased so thoroughly, waking up to find him gone must have left her feeling hollow and lost.

"I was busy yesterday, so I came to see you today," Zhou Yi replied casually, pulling her into his embrace. Her faint, elegant fragrance filled his senses, intoxicating him.

"Let go of me!" Tang Yuehua protested, struggling in his arms. "What do you take me for? Someone you can come and go as you please?"

"Of course, you're my woman," Zhou Yi declared, lowering his head to kiss her soft, rosy lips. A playful grin followed. "And haven't I always left everything I have with you?"

"What belongings?" Tang Yuehua blinked in confusion. She didn't recall Zhou Yi ever leaving anything significant behind—just a bottle of Nine Flower Jade Dew Balm yesterday.

The memory irritated her. He'd pushed her to her limits and then vanished without explanation.

Still, Tang Yuehua couldn't help but feel curious. How had Zhou Yi grown so strong so quickly?

From their separation in Notting City, only half a month had passed. For a Soul Master, even a genius, such a short time wasn't enough to improve by even one rank of Soul Power. Yet Zhou Yi's transformation was nothing short of miraculous.

With his indomitable body, he had endless energy and unparalleled resilience.

"Let me leave you another token," Zhou Yi said, as generous as ever.

"You scoundrel!" Tang Yuehua snapped, finally grasping his wandering hand. "No, my brothers are downstairs. If they come up and catch us..."

Her voice trailed off, recalling the audacious chaos he had caused yesterday. Her heart raced, a mix of fear and inexplicable excitement.

"Don't worry," Zhou Yi reassured her with a wicked grin. "Even if they come up, I'll make them guard the door for us. You could scream all you like, and they wouldn't step inside."

"Impossible!" Tang Yuehua shot him a glare. "Unless you block their ears or use a Soul Skill to keep the noise from escaping, there's no way!"

"That would be boring," Zhou Yi scoffed. "No challenge in that."

"You can't possibly..." Tang Yuehua faltered, staring at him in disbelief. "You're not allowed to reveal our relationship to anyone!"

"Shall we make a bet?" Zhou Yi's eyes sparkled mischievously. "If I succeed, you'll do as I asked yesterday."

He pointed to the balcony rail where she had stood the day before, her silhouette framed against the horizon, a sight that had lingered in his thoughts.

"Deal!" Tang Yuehua agreed, confident he couldn't achieve such an outrageous feat.

"But!" she added, "You can't use Soul Power, Soul Skills, or any tricks. And you're not allowed to tell anyone about us. If they bring you up here willingly, I'll admit defeat."

"Done." Zhou Yi grinned, planting a firm kiss on her before vanishing from the room.

"Could he really..." Tang Yuehua muttered, doubt creeping into her heart.

Yet, recalling her brothers Tang Hao and Tang Xiao, she dismissed the notion. There's no way they'd just stand by and let him get away with this.

Unaware of her concerns, Zhou Yi had already reached the Moon Pavilion's entrance. This time, he walked in openly, his demeanor radiant and confident, drawing attention from everyone present.

"Welcome, sir," a servant greeted respectfully. "How may we assist you?"

"I'm Zhou Yi. I'm here to see Miss Tang."

"Ah, Master Zhou!" The servant's eyes widened, recognizing the name.

Currently, Zhou Yi was the most prominent figure on the Douluo Continent. From the Clear Sky Twins to the Spirit Hall Saintess, all paled in comparison to him.

His contributions—such as his theories on martial soul evolution, mental power, and swordsmanship—had revolutionized Soul Master practices. His recent publications were selling like wildfire, inspiring hope in both Soul Masters and ordinary people alike.

"This way, Master Zhou. I'll notify the master immediately."

As word spread, Tang Hao and Tang Xiao arrived swiftly, their faces alight with joy.

"Brother Zhou!"

"Brother Zhou!"

Tang Xiao and Tang Hao approached with bright smiles, their strides brisk as they ushered Zhou Yi upstairs.

"Brother Zhou, what wind brought you here today? This calls for celebration! You must join us for a drink or two."

"Brother Xiao, Brother Hao, I didn't expect to see you here as well. Perfect timing!" Zhou Yi responded with a warm smile. "I've just reached rank 50 in Soul Power and was on my way to the Sunset Forest to hunt for a Soul Beast. I happened to pass by."

"What? You've reached rank 50 already?"

Tang Xiao and Tang Hao were stunned.

Wasn't he just a Soul Elder at rank 30-something not too long ago?

How had he advanced so quickly? Even riding a rocket wouldn't explain it!

Could Zhou Yi's mutated Divine Dragon Sword martial soul truly be this terrifying?

"Just a stroke of luck," Zhou Yi replied humbly.

In truth, with his current strength, he saw no need to conceal his modest "cultivation level."

The Golden Bell Shield at Twelfth-level was his trump card, capable of crushing anyone harboring ill intentions into submission.

Thus, Zhou Yi harbored no fear of others coveting the secret behind his rapid progress.

Moreover, his accelerated cultivation growth served another purpose—laying the foundation for his future ambitions of spreading his martial legacy across the world.

"Brother Zhou, you're too modest! After your martial soul mutated, you truly transformed from a mere carp into a dragon, soaring straight to the heavens. Your future is limitless!"

Tang Xiao and Tang Hao couldn't help but feel a blow to their confidence.

Their cultivation speed was already considered exceptional. As the "Clear Sky Twins," they were regarded as leading figures among the younger generation of the Douluo Continent.

Yet now, when compared to Zhou Yi, they were utterly outclassed, reduced to mere footnotes.

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