The Murong family prepared to present Yang Feilong with a generous gift. However, Yang Feilong instructed the main branch of the Murong family to send the gift to Murong Jingyue’s lineage instead. The main branch had no objections, as Murong Jingyue’s lineage and Yang Feilong had always maintained an extremely close relationship.
Their Murong family had several cultivators at the Void Refining stage. Although Murong Jingyue was the only one who had reached the Perfection of the Void Refining stage, Yang Feilong would undoubtedly be of use in the future.
After spending a few days with the Murong family, Yang Feilong departed the Spirit Realm with four women and returned to the mortal world. His villa complex estate was now home to him and his women. The original villa, being too small, was left for his parents.
Returning after several months, the entire family was overjoyed, almost to the point of a grand celebration.
Lin Qiaoxi felt a pang of jealousy. While they were in the Spirit Realm, Yang Feilong had spent every day with her. For the past month, however, he hadn't paid her much attention, and he hadn't sought her out at night.
"Are you a little unhappy?" Lin Yunxi asked, strolling with her cousin in the garden, her arm around her shoulders.
"No," Lin Qiaoxi replied with a strained smile.
"Don't force it. Your unhappiness is all over your face," Lin Yunxi chuckled.
"It's just... why doesn't Feilong want me?" Lin Qiaoxi mumbled, pouting.
"You want to dual cultivate with Feilong like us?" Lin Yunxi asked, smiling at her cousin’s adorable pout.
Lin Qiaoxi blushed and said nothing.
If she could gain Yang Feilong’s affection, she wouldn’t mind dual cultivating with him. She had even prepared herself to give herself to Yang Feilong, but for some reason, he had never taken her. Back in the Spirit Realm, she could at least excuse it by saying he was busy with social engagements. But now that they were back in the mortal world, why was he still acting this way?
"Because he has great expectations for you!" Lin Yunxi said with a smile.
"Expectations?" Lin Qiaoxi blinked.
"Yes. He expects you to break through to the Nascent Soul stage through your own talent. Because once you reach the Nascent Soul stage, dual cultivation will greatly benefit both you and Feilong!" Lin Yunxi explained with a smile. "Right now, dual cultivation benefits us sisters more, but Feilong benefits very little. The gap between us is simply too large. But you're different. Your Primordial Yin is still intact. If your cultivation is strong enough, then once you dual cultivate, the benefits you both receive will be significant!"
"I understand. I'll work hard and break through to the Nascent Soul stage as soon as possible!" Lin Qiaoxi said, taking a deep breath and nodding heavily.
"I was wondering where you two went, whispering secrets here!" Xu Fei walked over with a grin.
Xu Fei was quite familiar with Lin Qiaoxi and Lin Yunxi. They were only a few years apart in age and all from the capital, having played together as children.
"Where's Qingxue?" Lin Yunxi asked Xu Fei.
She was even closer to Fang Qingxue, as Fang Qingxue was a woman they all admired from their childhood circle in the capital.
"Fang Qingxue? You can guess. She's gone to fight Murong Qingxue!" Xu Fei pouted.
"Alright! That's so like her!" Lin Yunxi said helplessly.
Fang Qingxue was a combat enthusiast. Murong Qingxue wasn't as keen on fighting, but among the women, Fang Qingxue and Murong Qingxue were the strongest, both at the Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage.
Murong Qingxue was a bit older than Fang Qingxue and had more experience, but Fang Qingxue had excellent combat instincts. As a result, the two often sparred.
Murong Qingxue wasn't inherently aggressive; it was mainly because both women wanted to break through to the Soul Transformation stage. Plus, with so many women vying for Yang Feilong's attention, they naturally enjoyed sparring when they had free time. It also helped them improve, didn't it?
The three women then began to chat.
A moment later, Ouyang Yixue walked out with a look of helplessness. "Sister Xu Fei, they asked you to call people for dinner. Why are you chatting away?"
"Didn't we say we'd wait for Mi Ya, Xiao Jingwen, and Luo Wenwen to get back from school before eating?" Xu Fei asked coyly, sticking out her tongue.
"They just got home," Ouyang Yixue said, sounding exasperated. She then looked at Lin Qiaoxi and teased, "Qiaoxi, your eyes are red. Were you crying just now?"
"No!" Lin Qiaoxi said shyly.
She and Ouyang Yixue were classmates and roommates. She still remembered the blush on her face when Yang Feilong brought her to the villa and introduced her to Ouyang Yixue.
At the same time, she was filled with envy for Ouyang Yixue.
She envied Ouyang Yixue's boldness. At the time, she could only keep her feelings for Yang Feilong hidden in her heart, while Ouyang Yixue could openly pursue him.
Thinking back, she felt she had missed out on many opportunities to spend time with Yang Feilong.
"Alright, let's go. The food is being served!" Ouyang Yixue said.
"Mm!"
"Okay!"
All the women agreed.
Meanwhile, Luo Feixue, a killer by profession, watched Murong Qingxue and Fang Qingxue sparring on the arena with great interest. Unfortunately, her cultivation was a bit lower, currently only at the early Nascent Soul stage. Although her assassination skills were excellent, she would never use such methods against the other women of her man.
Just then, Luo Xiangning walked over with a smile.
"Sister Xiangning," Luo Feixue greeted Luo Xiangning with a smile and asked, "Why have you come over?"
"Wenwen, Mi Ya, and Jingwen have returned from school. Yu Jiao and Yi Mo have already prepared the meal and asked me to call you all to eat," Luo Xiangning said with a smile. "Are those two still sparring?"
"Yes," Luo Feixue nodded and then, with a smile, looked at the two women sparring on the arena. She called out, "Sisters Qing (Qing) Xue, it's time to eat! You can spar again after dinner!"
Hearing Luo Feixue's words, the two on the stage exchanged one more move before disengaging and jumping off the arena.
They then walked towards the central villa.
The estate was vast, with many villas, but the central villa was where Yang Feilong resided.
The other villas were for the women, like stars surrounding the moon, guarding the central villa. Upon entering the villa, they saw Yang Feilong lying on Ulan Xiuwei's lap, with Ulan Xiuwei massaging his brow. Xi Mengru had Yang Feilong's legs resting on her lap, giving him a foot massage. Murong Qiuyue was feeding him grapes while watching television; Murong Qiuyue loved watching TV the most.
Yang Feilong, meanwhile, enjoyed the service of the three women while playing poker with Han Yun and Mo Yihan – yes, that kind of proper poker.
Luo Wenwen, Mi Ya, and Xiao Jingwen, the three beautiful girls who had just returned from school, were serving dishes.
Li Yufei and Tang Ya were washing and cutting fruits for everyone.
Li Xiya was preparing Western cuisine. Her Chinese cooking was also excellent, but with Luo Yujiao and Lou Yimo already handling Chinese dishes, she, with her superior Western culinary skills, naturally took charge of that. Qian Yeyu was making Japanese cuisine. She could also cook Chinese food, but having lived in Japan for several years, she was naturally adept at Japanese dishes.
Luo Yujiao, who was naturally skilled in cooking, and Lou Yimo, whose father was a hotel chef and had personally taught her, both had impressive culinary talents.
Among Yang Feilong's women, only Yang Qingqing, who was studying in the capital, was not present. Oh, wait, the demon realm's Qingluan Alice and Cuckoo Pudding were also absent.
Qingluan had rushed back after knowing her brother had returned and stayed for a while. Recently, as summer vacation approached, she had asked Qingqing to remain in the capital. Except for Saturdays and Sundays, she hadn't asked her to return.
Luo Wenwen and the other two were different; they attended Lan Hai University and could go to school at any time.
Looking at the bevy of beauties in the house, living a celestial life, Yang Feilong was filled with emotion. How could he be so fortunate to have so many women living together in harmony?