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Lying in Fang Ren's arms, Mu Huanqing had a blissful smile on her face, all the coldness and that annoying feeling completely faded away, leaving only comfort.

"Sister Hui Qing is really silly," Fang Ren said as he looked at the cute Hui Qing in his arms and couldn't help but ruffle her hair.

"What's silly?"

"That feeling of your heartbeat speeding up when touched, it's a sign of liking someone."

"So this is what liking someone is..."

"Dummy, don't shrink back every time I touch you."

"I understand..."

"What a good girl you are."

"Then, do you like me, Ah Ran?"

"I've already told you I love you, why ask?" Fang Ren said, as he kissed her forehead.

Looking at his face so close to hers, Mu Huanqing suddenly felt a very strange sensation. She wanted to burrow into his embrace, longing for him to treat her with tenderness.

Is this acting coquettishly...

She couldn't help recalling the soap opera she had watched that afternoon, it seemed that every girl liked to act coquettish and that every boy liked being acted coquettishly towards.

She had never had this feeling before; for the first time, she felt like a regular girl, not a warrior stained with blood on the battlefield, needing his gentle care.

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The next day, Fang Ren got up early from bed, originally planning to wash the sheets, but when he saw Mu Huanqing in his arms, he suddenly found it hard to resist.

"Sister Hui Qing," he whispered in her ear to wake her.

"What's wrong, Ah Ran?" Mu Huanqing mumbled sleepily as she snuggled into his embrace.

"Nothing."

...

After Fang Ren got dressed and helped Mu Huanqing with her clothes, he grabbed the blood-stained sheets and ran into the bathroom to start scrubbing.

"Yo, seems like a lot happened last night."

While he was washing the sheets, Shang Han suddenly appeared from nowhere, holding a cigarette in hand and spoke with a teasing tone.

"You dirty old man! Can't you knock? Get out!" Fang Ren immediately covered the sheets and said angrily.

"Alright, alright, I'm going." Shang Hai walked a few steps out of the bathroom and then suddenly stopped, his voice turning serious, "From now on, if you dare to get entangled with any other young girls, I swear I'll break your legs."

"Like you need to tell me that!"

"I still need to say it, or else you'll think I'm not a responsible father."

After saying that, Shang Han continued to leave. Fang Ren, watching him smoke, turned back and shouted, "Just relax."

Turning back to his chore, he mumbled, "Wouldn't I know how to cherish my own wife?"

After hanging the sheets out to dry on the balcony, Fang Ren went back to the room and took the Space Ring he had made yesterday, slipping it onto Mu Huanqing's finger.

"Ah Ran, are you proposing to me?" Mu Huanqing asked, her face lighting up with a smile more beautiful than moonlight as he knelt before her.

Seeing her so happy, Fang Ren went with the flow and got down on one knee, laughing, "Then will you marry me?"

"Yes."

Without hesitation, she said the word and suddenly leaned from her wheelchair towards him, her face full of happiness.

If any warrior from the First District, or some high-ranking official from Earth, were to see this scene, they would be petrified on the spot, their jaws could break through the floor.

Earth's most outstanding, most shocking, with an unrivaled talent, the Xuan Nv of Nine Heavens –– was actually showing the demeanor of a little woman?!

"Actually, this isn't just an ordinary ring, though I'm not sure if it worked," Fang Ren said while pulling her hand and instructing, "Sister Hui Qing, try dripping a drop of blood into it."

Mu Huanqing looked puzzled but still did as he said. She put one of her fingers to her mouth, about to bite it.

"Idiot, who told you to bite it?"

Fang Ren immediately grabbed Mu Huanqing's hand as she was about to put her finger in her mouth and took out a small box from his person, from which he extracted a very thin silver needle.

He gently pricked the tip of Mu Huanqing's finger with the silver needle, controlling his strength so well that the wound didn't cause her any pain, but only a few drops of blood.

He held her finger over the ring and, as a drop of blood fell into it, the smile on Mu Huanqing's face suddenly froze.

She turned her head to look around, as if something was floating beside her.

"Do you feel anything?"

Seeing her reaction, Fang Ren couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement in his heart. Could it be a success?

"Is this... a Space Ring?" Mu Huanqing stared at her hand, her face full of shock.

Fang Ren immediately asked, "How big is the space inside?"

"About ten cubic meters," Mu Huanqing said, still somewhat dazed.

After hearing this, Fang Ren's mouth curved into a smile. Ten cubic meters were quite decent, perfect for storing some herbs and cultivation tools.

"Try putting the pillow on the bed into it and see," Fang Ren suggested.

"How do I use it?"

"Use a bit of True Qi, along with your intention."

No sooner had Fang Ren spoken than a small hole appeared beneath the pillow on the bed, and the entire pillow instantly fell through, causing the interdimensional hole to vanish just as quickly.

"Perfect!"

Fang Ren watched the effect of the Space Ring and couldn't help feeling a sense of accomplishment.

"Ah Ran, where did this thing come from?" Mu Huanqing asked.

She was too curious. Space Rings had been under human research for a whole 210 years, and in those 210 years, humans hadn't even touched the mere basics of Space Rings. The various theories around the world were still largely conflicting.

How could a finished product suddenly appear?

"If I said I made it myself, would you believe me?" Fang Ren said.

"Isn't Ah Ran an ordinary person?" Mu Huanqing asked, puzzled.

Fang Ren thought for a moment and decided it was best not to tell her these things too soon. She had just begun to climb out of the low point of not being able to cultivate, and telling her too many marvelous things might affect her mindset.

"Yeah, this thing... actually, when I was traveling in the North Frontier Empire, it was given to me by an old man named Qing'an," Fang Ren said, frowning as if trying to remember.

"Qing'an..."

Mu Huanqing suddenly thought of an Alchemy Master widely known among people, the founder of the new type of Qi Gathering Pill, named Qing'an.

Could it be the same person?

"But why did he give you this thing?" Mu Huanqing continued to ask.

Fang Ren smiled and began making up a story: "I was wandering the streets at that time and saw an old man who was about to starve to death, so I bought him some food. In return, he gave me this stone ring, claiming it was the world's most primitive Space Ring.

Of course, I didn't believe it, but since it was the most valuable thing he owned at the time, and he insisted on gifting it to me, I didn't think to throw it away, so I've kept it ever since."

"But this is really a Space Ring..." Mu Huanqing said, still in disbelief.

"I'm not too clear on that. I was planning to keep it as a keepsake. But then three years ago, an Alchemy Master named Qing'an suddenly emerged. I began to wonder if they were the same person and, if so, then this ring might indeed be real," Fang Ren wove his tale methodically.

"Then maybe they really are the same person," Mu Huanqing said with a smile. "I really like the ring, but even more, I like the kind-hearted Ah Ran."

"Wow, Sister Hui Qing, you're actually flirting with me."

"No, I'm not."

"Then give me a kiss."

"Mhm."

"Such a good girl."

"I'm older than Ah Ran, why do you treat me like a child..."

"In front of me, you're younger than me."

Some people appear to be Cultivators who have lost their Cultivation Ability in a car accident, but in secret, they are the Xuan Nv of the Ninth Heaven.

And some people look like ordinary students who rank third from the bottom of their class, but in secret, they are Master Qing'an.