Hell Spirit Cat, Zhu Zhuqing

Amid Ning Qiu's shock, the woman's cat claws were already slashing toward his throat.

Just as Ning Qiu's throat was about to fall victim to the woman's deadly claws, he abruptly ducked down. A sharp pain shot through his scalp.

Ning Qiu could not afford to think any further, because he knew the woman's claws would soon launch another round of attacks.

"Excuse me."

Ning Qiu silently muttered to himself. His body suddenly lunged forward, and he wrapped both arms around the woman, holding her by the waist.

It was worth mentioning that, because Ning Qiu had bent down earlier, his head had plunged into the cleavage before her chest.

"Uh!" The woman's mind went blank.

The sudden turn of events caught the woman completely off guard. He had actually taken advantage of her again.

By the time the woman came back to her senses, Ning Qiu had already used the moment of her distraction to break free from the restraint of her cat tail, putting more than ten meters between them.

The woman said nothing. Even after recovering her senses, she still did not utter a single word. Her expression was incomparably calm—so calm that it was terrifying. Her sharp gaze sent chills down one's spine.

The woman had already made up her mind. If Ning Qiu did not die today, she would never let herself live.

"Wait!" Just as the woman took half a step forward, Ning Qiu suddenly cried out.

"What are your last words?"

There was not the slightest trace of emotion in the woman's voice.

Ning Qiu studied her.

The woman, who had just finished bathing, had long black hair draped over her shoulders. Her skin was fair, and she possessed an extremely voluptuous, fiery figure utterly mismatched with her age. Anyone unaware of the truth might have thought she was already an adult woman.

The expression on the woman's face was cold, a coldness that came from deep within—pure, untainted coldness. With resentment stirring in her heart, the chill in her eyes had reached an exceedingly terrifying level. If looks could kill, Ning Qiu would already have died hundreds of times over.

Her black eyes did not contain the slightest hint of life, clashing somewhat with her originally exquisite face. Her limbs were long and well-proportioned, while an icy, deathly chill radiated from her that made others deeply uncomfortable.

"What's your name?" Ning Qiu asked.

The woman did not answer Ning Qiu. Instead, she continued approaching him.

Her taciturn personality made Ning Qiu even more certain of her true identity.

"If you want to kill me, you should at least let me know whose hands I'm dying by, right?" Ning Qiu said angrily.

The woman fell silent for a moment, seemingly finding Ning Qiu's words reasonable. Three words left her lips.

"Zhu Zhuqing!"

"Zhu Zhuqing?" Ning Qiu froze before revealing a bitter smile. He had actually guessed correctly. The woman before him was Dai Mubai's fiancée, Zhu Zhuqing.

"How am I supposed to explain this to Mubai?"

Ning Qiu smiled bitterly, his heart filling with worry. Dai Mubai was now a villager of Holy Soul Village, and he had always treated Ning Qiu with the utmost respect. Yet through a series of coincidences, Ning Qiu had seen Dai Mubai's fiancée's body.

Was he supposed to confess to Dai Mubai? What man could possibly endure something like that? Even if he claimed it was fine, there would definitely be a knot in his heart.

"Are you the young woman who wants to join Holy Soul Village?" Ning Qiu asked.

With the system, Ning Qiu could obtain generous corresponding rewards by recruiting female leads, male leads, and even male and female supporting characters blessed with fortune from various worlds.

"You're also a villager of Holy Soul Village?" Zhu Zhuqing asked.

"Ahem. To be honest, I'm the village chief of Holy Soul Village," Ning Qiu answered seriously.

"Do you think I would believe that?" Zhu Zhuqing said coldly.

"That's simply the truth. Even if you don't believe it, you have no choice but to believe it. I—hey, hey, hey! Why are you still coming at me?" Ning Qiu cried as he repeatedly dodged Zhu Zhuqing's attacks.

"There are only two kinds of people who can see my body. One is my future husband, and the other is a dead man." After Zhu Zhuqing spoke, the first soul ring around her lit up with a yellow glow.

First Soul Skill · Hell Stab

Having gotten close, Zhu Zhuqing's claws suddenly extended, and her speed instantly increased. She rapidly thrust at Ning Qiu with her sharp claws.

Iron Feather Wings

Just as Zhu Zhuqing thought she was about to strike Ning Qiu and send the man who had seen her body to his death, a dark black radiance extended from behind her. Her claws scraped against the black light, throwing off brilliant sparks.

Using that brief respite, Ning Qiu retreated backward.

"An External Soul Bone?" Zhu Zhuqing's gaze went blank as she stared in shock at the black thing behind Ning Qiu.

As a descendant of the Zhu Family, one of the aristocratic families of the Star Luo Empire, Zhu Zhuqing knew that if soul masters had sufficient fortune, they could obtain the exceedingly rare External Soul Bones.

Yet Zhu Zhuqing had never expected that this villager from a small village would possess an External Soul Bone, something soul masters dreamed of obtaining!

Whoosh!

After recovering from her shock, Zhu Zhuqing once again rushed swiftly toward Ning Qiu.

"Again?" Ning Qiu frowned.

The Iron Feather Wings beat, carrying Ning Qiu into the air. He evaded Zhu Zhuqing's charge, then stood with his hands behind his back, a smug curve on his lips as he looked down mockingly at Zhu Zhuqing below, who could do nothing to him.

"Come down!" Zhu Zhuqing said.

"Come up!" Ning Qiu shot back.

"If you have the guts, come down," Zhu Zhuqing provoked.

"You've got the guts, come up here." Ning Qiu taunted with a smile.

The Iron Feather Wings granted Ning Qiu both defensive and offensive capabilities, as well as the ability to fly.

Zhu Zhuqing was only a two-ring Soul Grandmaster and had no ability to fly. Facing Ning Qiu hovering in midair, she truly had no way to deal with him.

"If you're a man, then come down here and fight me fair and square," Zhu Zhuqing said.

"If you're a woman, then come up here and fight me fair and square," Ning Qiu replied with a smile.

"Are you even a man?" Zhu Zhuqing was speechless.

"Fine. I can come down. Let's talk this out properly, but you can't attack me again. Deal?" Ning Qiu asked in a gentle tone.

"Deal." Zhu Zhuqing hesitated for a moment before finally nodding.

Ning Qiu beat his wings and slowly descended to the ground. To be safe, he still did not retract the External Soul Bone, the Iron Feather Wings.

Ning Qiu looked at Zhu Zhuqing. Zhu Zhuqing met his gaze.

Ning Qiu said nothing, and Zhu Zhuqing remained silent as well.

Neither spoke. The atmosphere in the arena was deathly quiet.

Zhu Zhuqing's expression was exceedingly calm, and Ning Qiu could not read her heart at all. He could not guess what Zhu Zhuqing was thinking at this moment!

"Why did you peek at me while I was bathing?"

In the end, Zhu Zhuqing was the one who broke the silence.

...PS: My eldest paternal aunt, who shared the same grandfather but had a different grandmother from me, passed away. I've been rather busy lately and have had to drive back and forth between the county town and the countryside. I'm exhausted. I only managed to write a thousand characters. I've now posted the rest. My eldest aunt will be buried in the mountains tomorrow morning, so I won't be able to do mass updates for the next few days. Sorry about that. But Dandan will definitely keep updating steadily.