Let's See Who Begs for Mercy First
Qian Renxue lifted her head from Tang San's chest, her eyes blurry with tears, and said, "I can let bygones be bygones for her killing my father, after all, it was my father who hurt her first. But she definitely has a bigger conspiracy. She did all this for more than just this. I must stop her, no matter what she wants."
Tang San took Qian Renxue's hand, brought it to his lips, and gently kissed the back of her hand, his gaze tender yet firm. "Okay, let's do it together."
A smile curved Qian Renxue's lips, and the fire in her eyes shone even brighter.
She snuggled back into Tang San, nuzzling against his chest like a kitten that had been petted comfortably.
"How's your Seventh Soul Ring coming along?"
Tang San didn't want Qian Renxue to dwell on those painful memories any longer, so he changed the subject and his tone became lighter.
Qian Renxue sat up from his arms, her eyes sparkling, her face full of pride and smugness.
She puffed out her chest and raised her chin slightly. "Grandpa sent two Venerables, Qian Jun and Jiang Mo, along with two Titled Douluos, Snake Lance and Pufferfish, a total of four powerful individuals. Together, we searched deep within the Star Dou Great Forest for a whole month and finally found an 80,000-year-old Holy Light Tiger King."
Qian Renxue's voice was full of excitement and pride, like a little girl showing off her new toy.
"The Holy Light Tiger King is extremely rare. It's a very majestic beast, entirely golden-white, enormous in size, and radiating a holy light. It often uses the Light's Protection to guard its territory. Its power is domineering and direct, each strike carrying a holy purifying force, making it far stronger than an ordinary 80,000-year-old Soul Beast. We went through a great deal of trouble to subdue it."
Tang San's eyes lit up, and a big smile curved his lips as he reached out and pulled Qian Renxue into his arms.
His tone was full of praise and pride, "Fantastic! An 80,000-year-old Seventh Soul Ring —you won't find another one like it on the entire continent. And your Soul Power now?"
Qian Renxue leaned against Tang San, her voice full of satisfaction and languor. "Level 73. The energy of that Holy Light Tiger King was extremely pure. When I absorbed it, I felt like my whole being was elevated, as if I had been cleansed by holy light."
She shifted to a more comfortable position and continued, "The enhancement of my Martial Soul Avatar has reached 300%, far exceeding that of an ordinary Martial Soul Avatar. The enhancement of an ordinary Soul Saint's Martial Soul Avatar is generally between 150% and 200%, but mine has doubled. My flight speed and the power of my Divine Light have also been greatly improved."
Tang San nodded, his eyes full of encouragement and expectation. "That way, you can definitely consider Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring as your Eighth Soul Ring. At that time, your strength will directly leap to a terrifying level. With the two Soul Skills of Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring, plus the quality of your Angel Martial Soul, I'm afraid even Titled Douluos below level 95 won't be your match."
Qian Renxue sat up again from Tang San, took out a Soul Bone from her Storage Soul Tool, and handed it to Tang San.
The Soul Bone was a dazzling, holy golden-white color, radiating a warm and sacred light.
The Soul Bone is shaped like a section of spine, about a foot long, and its surface is covered with fine golden patterns.
A warm and profound energy emanated from the Soul Bone, like the spring sunshine, making every pore of the body relax.
"That Soul Beast also dropped a rare Torso Soul Bone, an 80,000-year-old holy Light attribute one."
Qian Renxue spoke casually.
"My grandfather has already made arrangements for all my Soul Bones. This Holy Light Tiger King's Torso Soul Bone is of very high quality, but I don't need it, so I'm giving it to you."
Tang San took the Soul Bone, its surface warm and smooth to the touch. He examined it repeatedly, feeling the warm, sacred energy emanating from it.
He looked up at Qian Renxue, a warm feeling rising in his heart, and asked with a smile, "You're willing to give me such a precious Soul Bone?"
Qian Renxue glanced at him, her tone extremely domineering. "You're already mine, what's a Soul Bone to you?"
Tang San smiled and put away the Soul Bone, then leaned down and gave her a quick kiss on the slightly upturned corner of her mouth.
"That's right. Since I'm all yours now, I won't be polite."
Qian Renxue's face flushed slightly, and her breath carried a faint, sweet fragrance.
She bit her lip, poked his chest twice with her finger, her eyes full of provocation and defiance.
"I'm Soul Saint now, so don't beg for mercy later."
"Heh, you've gotten quite bold." Tang San chuckled, lowered his head, and breathed into her ear. "If you've got the guts, try Martial Soul Possession and see who begs for mercy first."
Qian Renxue's face turned even redder, and a hint of embarrassment and excitement flashed in her golden eyes.
She reached out and hooked her arm around Tang San's neck, pulling him towards her.
Tang San smoothly mounted his horse and began the second round of the battle.
In the days that followed, Tang San basically lived a life of going back and forth between two points: training at the Shrek Academy during the day and appearing at the Crown Prince's Residence on time in the evening.
As a result, the dissatisfaction of Dugu Yan and the other two grew day by day.
Tang San knew this, of course, but there was nothing he could do.
The Promotion Rounds are about to begin, and Promotion Round venue will be the Royal Hunting Grounds outside the city. All participating teams will be stationed there and are strictly prohibited from leaving during the event.
Once he moves in, he won't be able to leave.
That will be a long quarantine period; I won't see Qian Renxue for at least half a month.
Qian Renxue is a possessive little angel who has just experienced a series of upheavals, including the revelation of the truth and the passionate romance, and is in the moment when she needs companionship and comfort the most.
She didn't say it, but Tang San could feel that every time he went to the Crown Prince's Residence, Qian Renxue looked at him with eyes like a ball of fire, as if she wanted to melt him into her arms.
Therefore, Tang San had to fill Qian Renxue with water before entering the hunting grounds.
The specific method is inconvenient to describe, but judging from the tired yet satisfied look on Tang San's face every day when he returned to the academy, and the way he walked with a slight limp, this task was indeed not easy.
For seven days in a row, Tang San trained hard in the training grounds during the day and spent his nights in the secret chamber of the Crown Prince's Residence, where he was "full of passion."
It wasn't until three days before the start of the Promotion Rounds, when Shrek Academy prepared to move into the Royal Hunting Grounds in advance to familiarize themselves with the venue and adapt to the environment, that Tang San was able to end his journey.
At dawn, Tang San got up from his bed in the secret room, revealing his muscular upper body.
Looking at Qian Renxue, who was fast asleep beside him, the blanket only covered her waist, revealing her smooth, bare back and the clear outline of her butterfly bones.
Tang San couldn't help but reach out and squeeze it a few times, feeling its smooth and elastic texture.
Qian Renxue frowned slightly as she slowly woke up from her dream.
She turned her head and looked at Tang San lazily, saying, "Are we going to the Royal Hunting Grounds today?"
Tang San withdrew his hand, nodded, stood up from the bed, and began to bend down to pick up the clothes on the floor. "Yes. We're moving in today."
"Then I'll come watch your match when I have time." Qian Renxue's tone carried a hint of reluctance.
Tang San turned his head to look at her and smiled, "That's wonderful! With His Highness the Crown Prince's presence, Shrek Academy will surely be overwhelmed with gratitude."
Qian Renxue smiled as she got up from the bed, the blanket slipping off her body without her trying to cover herself.
The two got dressed and left the secret room.
When they returned to the Shrek Academy, the team members were already gathering on the playground.
Everyone boarded the carriages and headed along the main road towards the Royal Hunting Grounds outside the city.