Chapter 311: Sweet Two-Person World
Outside Dawn Base, the Wind Eagle Yang Family, which occupied the entire Green Pine Ridge, was gathered together.
At this moment, the upper echelon of the Yang Family had assembled in the family council hall.
Inside the hall, seated side by side at the head were Yang Wenhui and Yang Chengli—two ancestral figures of the Yang Family, and also the only two Transcendent-level experts within the clan.
Among them, Yang Chengli was younger than Yang Wenhui and of a slightly lower seniority, only around one hundred fifty to one hundred sixty years old. He was considered the new-generation pillar of the Yang Family.
“Seventh Granduncle, did His Highness the Scarlet Sun really give the order, telling our Yang Family to apologize to that brat surnamed Zhou?”
The hall fell into complete silence. Yang Huaichang, the Yang Family Head, along with the elders, all remained silent.
Thus, Yang Chengli took the initiative to break the atmosphere and asked Yang Wenhui beside him.
As a high-ranking force within the Alliance, the Yang Family occupied important positions and resources. Naturally, they also had to pay a price—one of their Transcendent experts had to be stationed at the Alliance’s western defensive line.
Because of this, Yang Chengli was almost never at the family. This time, he had only rushed back temporarily due to the command of the Scarlet Sun Saint to discuss countermeasures.
“Yuelong, you explain it.”
Facing Yang Chengli’s question, Yang Wenhui did not answer directly. Instead, he instructed an elderly man in his fifties seated on the left side of the hall to explain.
Yang Yuelong, an Administrative Council Member of the Academy Administrative Council, held his position thanks to the Yang Family’s influence.
Upon hearing the order, the slightly balding Yang Yuelong immediately stood up and recounted the events of the Scarlet Sun Saint appearing at the Academy of Sciences.
“Why would His Highness the Scarlet Sun protect that brat surnamed Zhou? Our Yang Family has made tremendous contributions to the Alliance.”
After confirming that the order had indeed come personally from the Scarlet Sun Saint, Yang Chengli, though dissatisfied, did not dare voice it directly. Instead, he spoke of the Yang Family’s contributions.
“Contributions? His girlfriend is one of the core figures of that Top-secret Project. And Zhou Ming advanced to Transcendent in his early thirties—his contributions and potential are both far from low.”
“Besides, there is another possibility…”
“That the Scarlet Sun Saint believes that if our Yang Family continues to form a mortal enmity with Zhou Ming, the final outcome may very well be our defeat. Therefore, considering the Alliance’s interests, he chose to help us resolve this crisis.”
“How is that possible?”
As a Transcendent expert, Yang Chengli’s face immediately showed shock upon hearing Yang Wenhui’s speculation.
“How is it not possible? Although Zhou Ming walks a flawed profession system, advancing to Transcendent in his early thirties means he has ample time to reach high-level Transcendent.”
“Even just after advancing, the methods he displayed are already extraordinary.”
Yang Wenhui then recounted the matter concerning Lei Yuan.
Upon learning that Lei Yuan, originally an ordinary person, had reached the Professional rank within a single day, Yang Chengli fell silent.
Even knowing that Zhou Ming’s methods had significant limitations, it was enough to prove that he had not relied on luck to advance to Transcendent Master.
If they continued to oppose him, unless they could eliminate him early, the Yang Family might truly face the danger of extermination.
“Seventh Granduncle, then your meaning is…”
“We endure this for now. If there’s an opportunity in the future, we’ll reclaim our dignity.”
“Moreover, with Ancestor Rongwu’s death, our family’s strength has greatly declined. Other forces are already watching us, wanting to take bites out of us. We cannot afford to provoke more powerful enemies.”
“And this is a direct order from the Scarlet Sun Saint. We have no choice.”
At this point, even Yang Wenhui felt unwilling deep inside.
If not for the Scarlet Sun Saint’s order, his original plan had been to use Zhou Ming as an example—to kill the chicken to warn the monkeys—and deter those coveting the Yang Family’s interests.
Unfortunately, although the Yang Family appeared lofty to outsiders, in front of a Legendary Saint, they were no different from ordinary people.
Yang Chengli lowered his head in thought and did not object.
As for the other high-level members present, they had no qualifications to oppose. Facing the two Transcendent ancestors, they could only obey.
Thus, the Yang Family ultimately chose to comply with the Scarlet Sun Saint’s command.
……
At the same time, inside a villa in the core area of Dawn Base, Lei Yuan was serving dishes she had personally cooked to Zhou Ming.
The two were dressed in casual home clothes—clearly matching couple outfits.
Zhou Ming had not expected that coming to fulfill the agreement from two years ago would end up being fulfilled in bed.
Thinking of the night-long “battle” from yesterday, he still felt somewhat dazed.
Their physical constitutions had long surpassed ordinary humans. In certain aspects—whether difficult positions or endurance—they far exceeded what normal people could achieve.
Especially when emotions ran deep, Lei Yuan had continuously called out “Brother Zhou,” allowing him to fully experience the pleasures of intimacy between man and woman.
Fortunately, the villa was a private residence allocated to Lei Yuan by the Academy. Both soundproofing and security were excellent, so there was no concern about being overheard.
“Brother Zhou, what are you thinking about?”
Just as Zhou Ming was recalling how rapidly his relationship with Lei Yuan had progressed, she walked out of the kitchen carrying dishes.
Her complexion was rosy, and her long black hair was tied up behind her head, revealing the unique charm of a mature woman.
“I was thinking about last night.”
“What’s there to think about? Hurry up and eat.”
Hearing his answer, Lei Yuan’s face instantly flushed red. Even she hadn’t expected herself to be so proactive the previous night.
The trace of shyness on her face immediately stirred Zhou Ming again.
Lei Yuan was already quite beautiful. Her dedication to research had also cultivated an intellectual elegance.
Now, after becoming a Bloodline Warlock and being thoroughly nourished by Zhou Ming, her aura had become even more alluring to him.
“I remember the Scarlet Sun Saint only gave you one month of leave, right?”
“So let’s not waste this precious time.”
Zhou Ming had no intention of tasting her cooking. Amid her startled cry, he picked her up and carried her straight to their bedroom on the second floor.
What followed naturally was another round of intense intimacy.
This unique two-person life continued for two days before it finally stopped—mainly because Lei Yuan’s body could no longer endure it.
According to her, Zhou Ming was like a beast in heat.
On the third day, just as Lei Yuan planned to take Zhou Ming out to tour Dawn Base, Yang Yuelong, a council member of the Academy, suddenly paid a visit.
“What business does Council Member Yang have?”
Lei Yuan frowned immediately. She had always disliked Yang Yuelong from the bottom of her heart.
“Academician Lei, I apologize for the disturbance. I came because our Yang Family Head, Yang Huaichang, made a private decision that caused trouble for you and Lord Zhou.”
“Our family ancestor has specially sent me to offer an apology.”
“To show sincerity, we have stripped Yang Huaichang of his position as Family Head, and we have also prepared a gift for Lord Zhou.”
Hearing this, Zhou Ming let out a cold smile.
The Yang Family was clearly acting under the Scarlet Sun Saint’s orders. As for Yang Huaichang, he was nothing more than a scapegoat.
“Leave the items. You may go. Since it is the Scarlet Sun Saint’s order, I will naturally comply.”
Faced with Zhou Ming’s blunt tone, Yang Yuelong—despite his status within the Alliance—could only force a smile and obey.
“That’s quite a lot of stuff.”
After Yang Yuelong left, Zhou Ming picked up the spatial ring. Just the Source Crystal Coins alone amounted to around one hundred thousand, not to mention the various rare resources.
“Come on, today Miss Lei Yuan’s expenses—I’ll cover everything.”
At this moment, Zhou Ming, once cold-faced, resembled an overbearing CEO.
“Alright, you said it.”
Hearing his domineering promise, Lei Yuan felt a surge of sweetness.