Qian Renxue: Heh, Is That All?

This was a domain-type skill. Beyond controlling those three elements and providing attribute boosts and suppression, the angel phantom and the stars above the Star Screen could also launch attacks.

It was almost all-encompassing, inheriting the holiness of the Six-winged Angel Martial Soul and the dominion represented by the Ziwei Star Palace.

Moreover, aside from Soul Power consumption, it had virtually no side effects.

The hemispherical Star Screen covering a hundred-meter radius gradually dissipated. Ling Qianyue and Qian Renxue appeared at the brow of the towering angel phantom.

"Thud—"

A faint smile lingered at Qian Renxue's lips. Angel Wings spread behind her as she hovered in the air, steadily catching Ling Qianyue and holding him before her.

"Heh, is that all?"

Ling Qianyue rolled his eyes at her. When they used their Martial Soul Fusion Skill, their Soul Power was actually shared. There was no possibility of the fusion skill ending because one side had exhausted their Soul Power.

This time, Ling Qianyue had ended the Martial Soul Fusion Skill of his own accord.

That was because a certain Holy Angel harbored exceptionally wicked little thoughts. Not only had she forcibly kissed him at the very beginning of the Martial Soul Fusion Skill, but after the Eight-winged Angel descended and their hearts connected, she began freely rifling through every thought, feeling, and memory he had about her.

Previously, Qian Renxue had believed that in the secret chamber, Ling Qianyue had shown no affection for her. He had even called her an idiot, saying things that seemed like reproach and humiliation.

Especially before he left, he had still been thinking about that little kitten and carrying her onto the bed. That had once made her doubt her own charm and her place in his heart.

Yet under the enhancement of the Martial Soul Fusion Skill, Ling Qianyue's emotions surged toward Qian Renxue like a tide, allowing her to clearly feel every inch of burning passion within his heart.

Regret, frustration at her failure to live up to expectations, appreciation, and more—as well as the affection she had long awaited.

You say that, but your body is awfully honest.

Such inner murmurs had echoed through Qian Renxue's mind ever since she discovered Ling Qianyue's true thoughts, continuously provoking his nerves.

She completely ignored all his other thoughts about her, such as calling her foolish, and fixated solely on that affection.

She reveled in what she considered a big sister teasing her bratty little brother.

Unable to bear it any longer, Ling Qianyue ended the Martial Soul Fusion Skill.

The two drifted to the ground. With a twist, Ling Qianyue broke free from Qian Renxue's embrace. "Boring."

Seeing this, Qian Renxue's smile deepened. The corners of her lips, which she had tried to suppress, rose uncontrollably. "Hehe~" She blinked, her eyes carrying a hint of teasing.

Ling Qianyue's inability to refute her, leaving him only able to feign indifference, amused her greatly. With a soft laugh, she stepped to his rear side and placed both hands on his shoulders.

Her lovely face drew close to Ling Qianyue's ear, her lips parting as she breathed softly, "What? Embarrassed because I saw through your thoughts?"

Ling Qianyue glanced sideways at Qian Renxue and tilted his head slightly to avoid her warm breath. The tips of his ears reddened faintly, but his voice remained calm. "If you're really that bored, why not think about how to quickly raise your Soul Power Level during this tedious undercover life?

"The eldest daughter of the Qian family, with the peerless talent of Innate Soul Power Level 20, is only level 58 now?"

"You think I don't want to?" Qian Renxue snorted. "The Heaven Dou Imperial Family and its nobles have far more social obligations than you imagine. As the Crown Prince, I naturally have to show up. Where am I supposed to find so much time?"

She was not surprised that Ling Qianyue knew her Innate Soul Power Level. When their Soul Power had intertwined, they had already learned of each other's talents and Martial Soul traits.

"That's why I say you're stupid. Would it really be so troublesome to have Spirit Hall send someone to take over your mission?"

Qian Renxue opened her mouth, her eyes flickering. It was not as if she had never considered it, but finding a replacement now would not be of much use. A false identity maintained for ten years was not something that could simply be replaced.

Emperor Xue Ye's body had already begun to decay, and the mission was nearing completion. There was no longer much need for it.

More importantly, she wanted to handle it personally. She did not want to see herself fail—or see the expression on Bibi Dong's face if she withdrew early.

"It's too late, and there's no need." Qian Renxue sighed softly.

She beckoned toward Snake Lance Douluo, who rushed over from the outskirts.

"Young Master."

"Mm." Qian Renxue glanced over the wreckage covering the ground and asked Snake Lance Douluo, "How was the power?"

"A Soul Sage would likely be absolutely suppressed, with no chance of survival.

"Even a Soul Douluo would be heavily restricted under the Martial Soul Fusion Skill of Young Master and this Young Friend Ling, and could only respond cautiously.

"Young Master's Martial Soul Fusion Skill has a natural suppressive effect on dark-aligned attributes. If a Soul Douluo of that type were drawn into this domain, their life would likely be in danger.

"However, against a Titled Douluo, it should only be able to restrain them somewhat. The weakening would be limited, but it would still allow for a fight."

Qian Renxue nodded, fairly satisfied with the power of her and Ling Qianyue's Martial Soul Fusion Skill.

One had to remember that one of them was currently a level 58 Soul King, while the other was a level 26 Soul Grandmaster. (One level was hidden; his Soul Power had risen by one level when it first intertwined with hers.)

For Soul Power Levels like theirs, being able to overwhelm a Soul Sage after using a Martial Soul Fusion Skill and greatly restrict, or even kill, a Soul Douluo was already an astonishing result. What was more, this Martial Soul Fusion Skill contained so many variations and so much potential.

Domain control plus group annihilation—once their cultivation rose, one could easily imagine how terrifying the Ziwei Heavenly Domain would become.

"Should we give our Martial Soul Fusion Skill a name?" Qian Renxue said to Ling Qianyue with a smile in her eyes, stroking her chin.

Are you serious with that look like you're naming our child?

Ling Qianyue pondered for a moment. "Ziwei Heavenly Domain: Sacred Star Dome."

Surprise flashed through her eyes, followed by a satisfied smile at the corners of her lips. "Ziwei Heavenly Domain: Sacred Star Dome. That name does sound rather imposing. It's settled, then!"

Ling Qianyue's mouth twitched. Be glad I didn't name it something like 'Withering Amidst Brilliance—Golden Road.'

"I haven't introduced him yet. This is Elder She Long. His Martial Soul is the Snake Lance, and he is a level 92 Titled Douluo, the Snake Lance Douluo."

"Greetings, Your Excellency." Ling Qianyue cupped his fists.

"Er... mm. Just call me Snake Lance." Snake Lance Douluo nodded stiffly. He truly did not know how Ling Qianyue ought to address him. If Young Master was serious, then was this young man before him Spirit Hall's future son-in-law?

Having him use an honorific did not seem quite right.

"The one in the secret chamber who was covered in spikes was Elder Ci Xue. His Martial Soul is the Blood Porcupine, and he is a level 92 Titled Douluo, the Pufferfish Douluo."

"Let's return to the Crown Prince's Estate in Heaven Dou City first. You can handle the cleanup here later," Qian Renxue instructed. Then she looked at Ling Qianyue, a hint of mischief flashing through her eyes.

"Come on. You don't have much Soul Power left. Do you need me to carry you?"

Ling Qianyue curled his lip. Keep acting so smug. One day, I'll make you beg for mercy instead.