NOVEL NEXT Chapter 68: Chapter 68
**Chapter 68: Waiting for the Right Time**
Zhao Ling raised his hand and gently stroked Ah Yin's smooth back, savoring the moment like he was petting a well-behaved kitten. Having such beauty in his arms was pure bliss.
But remembering how the two women had ignored him earlier, Zhao Ling felt the urge to "retaliate."
Leaning in, he kissed Ah Yin's soft red lips firmly before pulling back with a sly smile.
"Ah Yin, since we're husband and wife now, isn't it time you changed how you address me? Calling me Brother Ling all the time feels too distant.
"Be good. Call me husband—and say it sweetly. If you don't, it'll be hard for you to ask me for mercy in the future."
His mischievous grin and teasing gaze sent shivers down Ah Yin's spine. She could sense that Zhao Ling wasn't joking.
Nervously pursing her lips, Ah Yin hesitated for a moment before gathering her courage. Finally, she looked up at him with a coquettish expression, her voice dripping with charm as she called out, "Husband~~"
Her gaze, filled with irresistible allure, sent a jolt down Zhao Ling's spine. He shivered involuntarily.
Oh my god... Zhao Ling inhaled sharply, nearly losing his composure.
He had never imagined that Ah Yin, known for her elegance and grace in the original novel, could exude such devilish charm. It was terrifyingly effective.
'If we were back in the hotel room...' Zhao Ling thought. But they were in the Great Fighting Soul Arena, surrounded by thousands of people. How could he dare to act recklessly?
Though he wanted to keep holding her and stealing kisses, Zhao Ling eventually let out a sigh and set Ah Yin back in her seat, leaving her puzzled.
'What's going on?' Ah Yin wondered. 'Brother Ling insisted on holding me a moment ago, but now he's letting me go? Did I say something wrong when I called him 'husband'?'
Her face turned bitter at the thought. 'Am I doomed to never meet his expectations?'
Unbeknownst to her, Zhao Ling had immediately sat upright, silently chanting in his mind, "Color is emptiness; emptiness is color; color is not different from emptiness; emptiness is not different from color."
After dozens of repetitions, he finally calmed down. He exhaled deeply and turned to Ah Yin with a wry smile.
"Ah Yin, please don't be so... coquettish when you call me husband in the future. Just use your normal voice. Otherwise, I'll go crazy, and you'll be the one in trouble."
Ah Yin froze for a moment before realizing what had happened. Her earlier charm hadn't fallen short—it had worked too well. Zhao Ling had nearly lost control.
Covering her mouth to suppress a laugh, Ah Yin's crescent-shaped eyes sparkled with mischief. "Understood, husband," she replied sweetly, her tone even softer than before.
Zhao Ling couldn't help but groan inwardly. 'This woman is going to be the death of me.'
Still, her playful compliance left him feeling pleased. He nodded in satisfaction and grinned. "See? That's better. No need to overdo it."
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Meanwhile, on a high platform not far away, Yu Xiaogang and his elder brother, Yu Xiaolong, were watching the scene unfold.
"Brother, that guy is Zhao Ling. I haven't seen him display any strength so far, but his special soul skill—one that transfers damage—seems to be tied to a soul bone," Yu Xiaogang said, his dark eyes filled with resentment.
Yu Xiaolong studied Zhao Ling from a distance, his expression calm but calculating. "He looks no older than 25. His soul power should be between levels 45 and 60. Don't worry, second brother. I'll make sure he pays."
Yu Xiaogang's face lit up with joy. "Thank you, Brother! If you help me deal with Zhao Ling, I swear I'll return to the family and never break my promise again."
Yu Xiaolong nodded solemnly. "Good. But we must wait for the right opportunity. Don't act rashly, especially not in front of the Spirit Hall's people."
His gaze flickered to Ju Douluo, who sat in the VIP section with the Spirit Hall entourage. A hint of fear crossed Yu Xiaolong's face.
"If I'm not mistaken, that androgynous-looking man is an elder from the Spirit Hall, likely a Titled Douluo. His power is on par with Father's."
Yu Xiaogang stiffened, his expression darkening as he stared at Ju Douluo. A Titled Douluo? As strong as Father? He couldn't help but feel a sense of relief that he hadn't provoked the man earlier. Otherwise, his impulsiveness might have brought disaster upon himself—and his brother.
"Let's go," Yu Xiaolong said after a moment. "We'll find a place to rest and wait for the right time to strike. When we move, it will be swift and decisive."
With that, he turned and left the high platform. Yu Xiaogang cast one last longing glance at Bibi Dong, who was heading toward the fighting ring, before sighing and following his brother.
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Zhao Ling, unaware of the threat lurking nearby, focused solely on his surroundings. The bustling Great Fighting Soul Arena was filled with spectators, and both Ah Yin and Bibi Dong—top-tier beauties—naturally drew attention.
However, Bibi Dong's terrifying combat skills, which had led her to victory after victory, kept most men at bay. Her ruthless habit of knocking Yu Xiaogang unconscious in previous matches was a clear warning to anyone who dared underestimate her.
Ah Yin, on the other hand, attracted more lingering stares. But she didn't mind. With Zhao Ling by her side, those gazes meant nothing to her.
Elsewhere, another beauty, Liu Erlong, was also turning heads. Her delicate features and picturesque appearance made her impossible to ignore.
Having just arrived in Soto City from Tian Dou Imperial City, Liu Erlong was still adjusting. She had spent the previous day at the Great Fighting Soul Arena but hadn't seen Zhao Ling or Ah Yin, only members of the Spirit Hall.
Frustrated, she decided to sleep in the next morning, reasoning that there was no point in rushing back to the arena. If Zhao Ling didn't show up again, it would be a waste of time.
After freshening up and applying light makeup, Liu Erlong prepared to head out. But as she opened her door, she was surprised to see seven or eight people standing outside the neighboring room.
Their attire immediately caught her attention. The style matched the uniforms of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family.
Could it be...? Liu Erlong's eyes narrowed as she studied the group, particularly the two men who seemed to hold the most authority. Their features bore a striking resemblance to her father's.
Suddenly, her father's words before she left for Soto City echoed in her mind.
'These people must be part of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family. Could those two be my cousins?'
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