The Little Wildcat Surrenders, the Feilian Tattoo

Zhu Zhuqing had thought Su Yu genuinely wanted to test how much she could endure.

But the truth was completely different from what she had imagined.

"Su Yu... is this what you meant by testing how much I could endure?"

Zhu Zhuqing flushed bright red.

Who used a 20-centimeter needle to test someone's pain tolerance?

This was a fucking pig-butchering scam.

He had tricked an innocent, clueless little wildcat like her.

Although Zhu Zhuqing had prepared herself mentally beforehand,

when the moment drew near, she still felt afraid.

After all, this was her first time.

Su Yu gave a wicked smile.

He was doing all this to increase Zhu Zhuqing's endurance.

In his previous life, plenty of people had acted as though they were dying when they got a tattoo.

Often, a single tattoo had to be completed over several sessions.

The time between sessions could be as short as a few weeks or as long as several months.

But once Su Yu started a tattoo, he couldn't stop.

Otherwise, all his efforts would come to nothing.

Every one of Su Yu's tattoos was alive.

It was just like giving birth!

Either he finished it in one go, or it died in the womb.

So Su Yu was doing this entirely for Zhu Zhuqing's sake.

It wasn't because he had any improper thoughts.

Zhu Zhuqing looked utterly unconvinced.

If he wanted it, he wanted it. Why come up with so many high-sounding excuses?

"Come on!"

"You can have all of me."

"I hope you won't abandon me like that coward Dai Mubai."

Zhu Zhuqing took a deep breath and held out her arms.

As long as Su Yu didn't abandon her,

she would follow him unwaveringly for the rest of her life.

This was a decision Zhu Zhuqing had made after careful consideration.

"Don't worry."

"I'll definitely take more responsibility than Dai Mubai."

Those were true words!

Su Yu conducted himself just like Yuwen Chengdu.

He wouldn't waste a single grain of rice that went into his mouth.

Only a coward like Dai Mubai

would abandon a top-quality beauty like Zhu Zhuqing and run away alone.

It was only because Zhu Zhuqing was hard to kill and had some luck on her side.

Otherwise, such a hot little wildcat would probably have died young.

That really would have been a reckless waste of heaven's gifts.

Next came the snoring battle.

"Snore, snore, snore, snore, snore, snore..."

He had to admit, Gangzi's assessment had been spot-on.

This was the first time Su Yu had met someone who could snore so much.

Even Dugu Yan couldn't outsnore Zhu Zhuqing.

Perhaps this was what it meant to be exceptionally gifted.

"Brother Yu... how are you... so amazing?!"

Zhu Zhuqing surrendered.

She was convinced in both heart and mouth.

She wasn't some silly, innocent girl who knew nothing.

As a woman of the Zhu Family meant for a political marriage,

Zhu Zhuqing had been taught many mature ideas by her family from a young age.

She was the sort who scored full marks in theory but zero in practice.

As far as Zhu Zhuqing knew,

there simply wasn't another man like Su Yu.

If she hadn't raised the white flag and surrendered halfway through,

she probably wouldn't have been able to walk back.

This was terrifying beyond belief!

Su Yu was in an excellent mood after receiving such praise.

"It's just natural talent."

Su Yu acted as though it were nothing.

But only he knew

that the reason he could perform so impressively now

was entirely thanks to the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum and the White Tiger Tattoo.

The Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum had tempered Su Yu's body.

Indestructible Vajra was no joke.

On top of that, the White Tiger Tattoo made Su Yu as virile as the king of all beasts.

As everyone knew, the tiger was the embodiment of pure yang.

Even if a tiger slept in the snow for a night, it could melt the snow where it lay.

With the two combined,

it would have been hard for Su Yu not to be impressive.

Just look at Dai Mubai. Why could he fool around at the Rose Hotel so often?

And he had even appeared with two great beauties in his arms.

Wasn't it because his Martial Soul was the Evil Eyed White Tiger?

If a mixed-blood tiger like Dai Mubai could perform like that,

then Su Yu, a direct descendant with the Divine Beast White Tiger tattooed on him, was naturally even more terrifying.

Su Yu patted Zhu Zhuqing's breast and comforted her.

"Come on!"

"It's time to get down to business."

"What kind of tattoo do you want?"

Su Yu was a good, responsible man.

Now that he had eaten his fill,

he naturally had to grant Zhu Zhuqing's wish.

At those words, a glimmer of light flashed in the exhausted Zhu Zhuqing's eyes.

Ignoring the soreness and weakness in her body, Zhu Zhuqing said excitedly,

"Brother Yu, what kind of tattoo do you think suits me?"

Zhu Zhuqing hoped Su Yu could give her some advice.

After all, she certainly knew less about this than he did.

If Su Yu was willing to offer advice,

she might be able to avoid some detours.

Su Yu cupped his chin and thought.

Zhu Zhuqing was one of his women, after all, so of course he wouldn't refuse such a request.

"I think the Feilian Tattoo would suit you."

After pondering for a moment, Su Yu quickly gave his answer.

Zhu Zhuqing was an agility-type Soul Master.

Speed was what she excelled at most.

In the original work, the divine position Zhu Zhuqing ultimately attained was also that of the God of Speed.

So speed was what Zhu Zhuqing needed to improve most.

As the saying went, of all martial arts under heaven, only speed was invincible.

If Zhu Zhuqing could specialize in speed

and pull far ahead in that regard,

then speed alone could place her at the pinnacle of Soul Masters.

Feilian was an ancient wind-god beast.

It had the body of a deer, the head of a sparrow, a pointed horn on its head, and a pair of wings on its back.

Feilian was incredibly fast.

It didn't simply ride the wind; it was the wind itself.

If Zhu Zhuqing could master the power of the wind and possess speed equal to it,

her combat power would make a qualitative leap.

That was no exaggeration.

If no one could catch up to Zhu Zhuqing,

then even if her attacks only scraped her enemies, she could scrape them to death.

This was Zhu Zhuqing's path going forward.

"Okay!"

"I want Feilian!"

After hearing Su Yu's explanation, Zhu Zhuqing's heart burned with excitement.

It suited her perfectly.

With ultimate speed and her little kitty claws,

Zhu Zhuqing was confident she could beat the younger generation of Soul Masters to the ground.

If she ever met her older sister Zhu Zhuyun again,

Zhu Zhuqing wouldn't run anymore.

She would use her ultimate speed to make Zhu Zhuyun understand

that she was no longer who she used to be.

Besides, speed could be used not only against enemies but also to run away.

If she could win, she would combine the speed of the wind with her little kitty claws and unleash a combo.

If she couldn't win, Zhu Zhuqing would run.

As long as she was fast enough, she wouldn't be afraid even if a Titled Douluo came.

She could advance to attack or retreat to defend.

It was almost too perfect to be true.

"Hehehe."

"I've never had such a wonderful start."

Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help grinning foolishly.

It was one of the few smiles she had shown since fleeing the Star Luo Empire.

Seeing Zhu Zhuqing show such a contrasting side of herself,

Su Yu nearly couldn't resist starting another round of the game.

"No, no!"

"If we play another round, Zhu Zhuqing will probably pass out."

Su Yu forcibly suppressed the thought and silently recited the Heart-Clearing Mantra.

The little wildcat was more explosive than Little Yanzi.

Su Yu couldn't let himself get addicted.

Su Yu asked Zhu Zhuqing to lift her foot.

He was going to put the Feilian Tattoo on her right calf.

From now on, having wind beneath her feet would no longer be an unattainable dream.

Zhu Zhuqing obediently cooperated.

At the thought of getting the Feilian Tattoo soon,

Zhu Zhuqing was so happy her toes spread like a blooming flower.

Su Yu's heart grew hot.

"Damn!"

"That's fucking unfair..."