Chapter 224: Wu Feng — The Crimson Flame Dragon Heart Grass
At dusk, Shrek City was bathed in the golden radiance of the setting sun. Two figures walked along its glowing streets—one leading, the other trailing close behind.
Ning Tian strode ahead with quick steps, while Wu Feng followed, chattering incessantly.
"Ning Tian, why'd you take so long to find me? I thought you'd eloped with Ye Chen already!"
"Where did you two even go? You've been gone for days!"
"So tell me—did you and Ye Chen… you know…?"
"How was it? Is he really that good?"
"—"
Ning Tian: "…"
"Enough, Wu Feng! You really shouldn't be asking these things. If you want to know so badly, try it yourself!" Ning Tian's face flushed scarlet.
How could this girl have absolutely no sense of restraint?
"I—I just…" Wu Feng stammered, suddenly embarrassed.
She wasn't completely shameless—just… curious. Especially about, well, that.
After all, she and Ning Tian had… shared certain experiences together before, and what she'd felt from Ye Chen had left her in awe. So, naturally, she wanted to know how Ning Tian felt about him afterward.
From Ning Tian's expression now, she could tell the answer clearly enough.
Ning Tian was regretting her decision to bring Wu Feng along. She'd only wanted Ye Chen to check on Wu Feng's condition after she'd taken the immortal herb he'd given her.
Now, with Wu Feng's martial soul potentially undergoing evolution, meeting Ye Chen was essential.
Ye Chen had prepared a special immortal herb for Wu Feng—one just as priceless as Ning Tian's Qiluo Tulip.
Ning Tian didn't mind at all. Why would she? It was Ye Chen's herb to give, not hers.
In fact, she felt proud. It showed that Ye Chen was responsible, attentive, and fair to all the women around him. He wasn't flighty or selfish—he took care of those he claimed as his own.
Even if there were other girls, Ning Tian had already made peace with that. She'd gladly be one of Ye Chen's women.
…
…
On the top floor of the Seven Treasures Restaurant, the fading sunlight painted the horizon gold as lanterns below began to glow.
The private suite was awash in warm light and quiet elegance.
Ye Chen sat by the window, holding a cup of steaming tea. Leaning back in his chair, he absentmindedly traced his finger across the jade rim, appearing calm—almost lazy.
A soft click broke the silence as the door opened.
Ning Tian entered first with a faintly mischievous smile, followed by a bright-eyed Wu Feng practically bouncing with energy.
"Ye Chen!"
Wu Feng's eyes lit up the instant she saw him. Without a moment's hesitation, she charged forward like a red whirlwind of excitement.
Ye Chen had just stood up when she collided into him, her warm, fragrant body pressing flush against his.
Her arms circled his neck tightly, nearly knocking him back.
Then, without hesitation, she rose on tiptoe and planted a loud kiss on his cheek—leaving a damp, rosy mark behind.
At first, she might have been shy about such things, but after all she had shared with both Ning Tian and Ye Chen, such gestures now came naturally.
Ye Chen didn't resist. He held her snugly by the waist, even leaning down to return a soft kiss on her face.
Wu Feng clung happily to him, her head resting against his shoulder. Her short crimson hair brushed his jaw, tickling faintly.
"Ye Chen, Ning Tian said you have a gift for me. What is it?" she asked, eyes sparkling with anticipation.
"A treasure that will strengthen both your cultivation and your martial soul."
Ye Chen's hand glowed faintly, summoning a jade box into existence.
He opened it gently.
Inside lay a magnificent herb unlike any other—its entire body a deep, lustrous red, as if carved from living flame jade.
Its leaves formed the shape of a thick, pulsing heart. Veins of molten gold traced across its surface like lifelike arteries. The faint aura around it shimmered in waves, and with every flicker, the heart-like herb seemed to beat.
Even standing a few paces away, one could feel the heat radiating from it—tempered by an unmistakable pressure that hinted at the raw strength within.
"This is the Crimson Flame Dragon Heart Grass," Ye Chen said softly, "an immortal herb nourished by dragon blood itself. Perfect for your fire-attribute martial soul."
Wu Feng's eyes widened in shock, her voice trembling. "Th-this is… for me?"
She could feel the energy within it calling to her. Even her blood seemed to boil, her martial soul stirring restlessly in resonance.
Such a powerful herb could never be ordinary—it was priceless beyond measure.
"Yes," Ye Chen said with a smile. "The Crimson Flame Dragon Heart Grass is yours. It will greatly enhance both your power and your spirit."
Her eyes glistened. "R-really?"
Joy surged through her chest. She threw her arms around Ye Chen again, kissing him on the lips this time. "Ye Chen… you're too good to me!"
If Ning Tian hadn't been standing there, she might have gone much further.
"Alright, alright," Ye Chen chuckled, setting her back on her feet. "You're mine—naturally, I'll treat you well. Ning Tian has hers, and now you have yours. Go on—start absorbing it."
"Mm!"
Still flushed with happiness, Wu Feng steadied herself, gazing at the fiery-red herb in awe.
"Sit, close your eyes, and focus your soul force inward," Ye Chen instructed gently.
Wu Feng obeyed, sitting cross-legged.
Almost at once, she felt a burning pulse radiate from her palms.
The Crimson Flame Dragon Heart Grass didn't need to be eaten—its energy could be absorbed directly through soul power.
As her energy intertwined with the herb's, the plant's crimson glow deepened, the heart-shaped leaves thrumming rhythmically like a living organ.
Its heartbeat synchronized with Wu Feng's soul, the two becoming one in a vivid blaze of light.
(END CHAPTER)
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