Rebellious Lord of All Realms: Su Chen's Dark Harem

A sidelong glance held a hint of affection, and a gentle rub of noses brought a shy blush.The morning mist on the outskirts of Suotuo City had not yet dispersed, and the grass was adorned with glistening dewdrops, the air filled with the fresh scent of vegetation.

In the center of the training ground, Hinata was dressed in a light purple martial outfit, the cross mark on her forehead particularly striking. Her God-Defying Byakugan was already activated, its pale black sclera shimmering with dark patterns as she focused intently on a wisp of God-Defying Soul Power floating before her.

”Still... I cannot grasp the trajectory of Su Chen’s spirit power.”

Hinata’s voice was as soft as a mosquito’s hum, fine beads of sweat seeping from her forehead, and her cheeks flushed with a faint rosy hue due to her concentration.

The God-Defying Power was too unique; it was sometimes as solid as steel, and other times as scattered as mist. Even though her Byakugan could perceive the flow of spirit power, it was difficult to lock onto it precisely.

Su Chen walked slowly behind her, black-gold spirit power swirling around his fingertips, his tone gentle yet carrying a hint of playfulness: ”Don’t rush. The core of the Byakugan is not just ’seeing’, but ’feeling’. Come, let me guide you.”

He raised his hand, his fingertips condensing a wisp of more potent God-Defying Soul Power, slowly approaching Hinata’s brow.

To help her clearly feel the energy flow, Su Chen subconsciously leaned down, his chest almost pressing against her back. His warm breath brushed past her ear, causing her to shiver and her body to instantly stiffen.

”Relax, and breathe in rhythm with my spirit power.”

Su Chen’s voice was low and hoarse, carrying a magnetic quality, as his fingertips gently tapped her brow, and the black-gold spirit power flowed into her Byakugan like a gentle stream.

Hinata could clearly feel the trajectory of the spirit power within Su Chen, like a black-gold galaxy surging through his body—domineering yet docile.

But what unsettled her even more was the distance between them—his powerful heartbeat transmitted through their clothing, and his warm breath kept brushing against her ear and neck, bringing a tingling sensation that made even her breathing become rapid.

”Su Chen...” She subconsciously wanted to step back, but was gently held by the shoulders by Su Chen, unable to move.

”Focus.” Su Chen seemed to notice her panic, a faint smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

He deliberately leaned his cheek closer, his nose inadvertently brushing against her flushed cheek with a cool touch, ”Hinata, the way you blush is even prettier than your Byakugan.”

”Ah!” Hinata exclaimed, her God-Defying Byakugan closing instantly, her cheeks turning so red they could almost drip blood.

She lowered her head abruptly, her long eyelashes hiding the panic in her eyes, even her neck stained with a crimson hue, her voice as soft as a mosquito’s hum, ”Su Chen, you... don’t do that.”

”What, are you shy?” Su Chen’s fingertips remained on her brow, his tone doting, ”We are teammates; being close allows us to coordinate better, doesn’t it?”

He applied slight pressure with his fingertips, guiding the God-Defying Soul Power to blend deeply with the power of her Byakugan, ”Look, can you feel the flow of spirit power more clearly now?”

Hinata bit her lower lip, forcing herself to reopen her God-Defying Byakugan.

This time, under Su Chen’s guidance, she could indeed precisely capture every ripple of that wisp of spirit power and even predict its trajectory.

However, her peripheral vision couldn’t help but fall on Su Chen’s side profile, which was right before her—his features were distinct, black-gold hair hung beside his cheeks, and his eyelashes cast faint shadows in the morning mist, looking exceptionally charming.

”Distracted again.” Su Chen curled his finger and gently flicked her forehead, the force as gentle as a caress, ”If you lose focus again, I will have to punish you.”

”I’m sorry!” Hinata hurriedly withdrew her gaze, her cheeks reddening further, and she quickly concentrated her attention on observing the spirit power, but her heartbeat grew faster and faster, as if it were about to jump out of her chest.

Under the shade of a tree not far away, Qing Lin was riding the Little Black Snake, lying on a branch to watch the excitement, and couldn’t help but giggle: ”Sister Hinata is so easily shy; she blushes as soon as Su Chen gets close.”