Humiliating Qian Renxue! Do You Want My Sword, or This Red-Hot Sword?

"It was time to tally the spoils of war."

Xue Luochuan opened the battle report presented by his servants with great interest.

This battle had yielded abundant gains.

More than ten thousand enemies had been slain, and over five thousand captured.

What delighted him most was that they had captured the enemy commander, Qian Renxue!

This woman had always wanted him dead!

Now that she had finally fallen into his hands, he had to vent his frustrations and torment her properly to repay all the suffering she had caused him over the years!

At this moment, Qian Renxue was locked inside his bedchamber.

Xue Luochuan gave a soft laugh, closed the battle report, and rose to head for his bedchamber.

Upon the dragon bed, beneath a veil of green gauze.

Qian Renxue had already been stripped of her armor, left with only a soft, close-fitting white garment covering her body.

She was tightly bound with ropes made of special material. Her Soul Power had been sealed, leaving her sprawled on the bed, unable to move.

However, she had yet to return to her true appearance and still looked like Xue Qinghe.

Qian Renxue had not yet emerged from the shadow of her defeat.

She simply could not believe it. Seven Soul Saints, an army of thirty thousand, and two Titled Douluo!

With such a lavish lineup, she had still lost!

And she herself had even been captured alive, reduced to Xue Luochuan's prisoner!

None of this made sense. It all seemed like some absurd dream!

"It's a dream. It must be a dream. Once I sleep and wake up, everything will be fine."

Qian Renxue closed her eyes, only to hear the sound of a door opening beside her.

She opened her eyes again.

Before her was still the luxurious dragon bed, and she was still tightly bound.

Xue Luochuan's tall, slender figure slowly approached.

As he walked, he was removing his clothes.

The moment Qian Renxue saw him, she struggled in terror and cried out, "Are you insane? Why are you taking off your clothes?"

She glared at Xue Luochuan, humiliated and enraged.

It was hard to imagine that beneath Xue Luochuan's slender, refined appearance lay such a powerful and flawless physique!

But this was not what she should have been thinking about right now.

As a prisoner, instead of being locked in a dungeon or somewhere similar, she had been thrown into Xue Luochuan's bedchamber, stripped of her armor, and placed upon Xue Luochuan's bed.

It gave her an ominous feeling!

But she was certain that her identity should not have been exposed.

After all, only a very small number of people knew who she truly was!

"Qian Renxue, how much longer do you intend to keep pretending to be Xue Qinghe?"

Xue Luochuan gave a cold snort.

He walked over to the burning fireplace and tossed in the longsword Qian Renxue had worn earlier, letting it heat up in the flames.

"What nonsense are you talking about? What Qian Renxue? I don't know her!"

Qian Renxue's pupils abruptly contracted.

The scene she had least wanted to see had still happened!

It made her feel even more uneasy.

Even Xue Ye and her teacher Ning Fengzhi, the people closest to her, had been kept in the dark.

Why did Xue Luochuan, whom she had been trying to assassinate all this time, know such secrets?

And that young General Li Xin.

He had never appeared before. Why had he suddenly emerged now, and why was he serving Xue Luochuan?

Countless doubts tangled in her mind.

They made it increasingly impossible for her to see through the handsome, aloof man before her.

Yet she still refused to yield, trying to bluff her way through it!

"You can fool others, but not me."

Xue Luochuan picked up the longsword glowing red-hot in the fireplace and slowly walked toward Qian Renxue.

The terrifying heat distorted even the air!

Before it even came close, the scorching temperature was already unbearable!

Qian Renxue swallowed in terror.

An image of herself suffering the torture of a branding iron involuntarily surfaced in her mind!

Once she was branded.

Her soft skin would be seared through in an instant, turning charred black.

It was an unbearable, heart-rending agony!

Without the aid of her Martial Soul and soul rings, she could never withstand such torture!

"Don't do anything rash. I'll do as you say."

Knowing she could no longer hide it, Qian Renxue, now a prisoner, had no choice but to lower her proud head.

"But these ropes have sealed my Soul Power. I can't revert to my true form."

She spoke softly with her head lowered.

Yet an almost imperceptible glimmer of delight flashed through her beautiful eyes.

That young general had vanished somewhere.

As long as her restraints were removed, with her abilities, she could easily subdue Xue Luochuan!

To capture bandits, first capture their leader!

This time, she would escape death!

Knowing exactly what she was thinking, Xue Luochuan sneered.

He used the longsword to sever the ropes binding Qian Renxue.

The instant the restraints broke, Qian Renxue stopped pretending. She leaped into the air, floated there, and burst into wild laughter!

"Ha ha! You finally fell for it! Die!"

A streak of light suddenly lit up from her body, a brilliant golden radiance!

Starting from her forehead, it instantly spread throughout her body!

Her Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul was unleashed!

It was an incomparably beautiful Martial Soul!

Pure white wings radiated phantom golden light!

Mysterious and noble, they inspired both reverence and fear!

Two yellow, two purple, and two black soul rings circled those sacred wings!

This was a reversal she had never imagined!

She had failed to defeat Xue Luochuan on the battlefield, yet inside this bedchamber, she had tricked him!

A smug smile rose on her face again.

"You know too much! I cannot let you live!"

Qian Renxue pressed her palms together. Then, as light spread outward, a brilliant golden Angel Sacred Sword appeared in her hand!

She was now a six-ring Soul Emperor.

Although Xue Luochuan was not much different from her in age, his talent was far inferior to hers!

At most, he was only a Four-ring Soul Sect!

She needed only one strike to kill Xue Luochuan on the spot!

"This sword is for Snake Lance Douluo!"

The blade radiating sacred golden light viciously stabbed toward Xue Luochuan's chest!

"Heh."

Xue Luochuan smiled calmly and flicked his index finger!

Buzz!

A powerful Soul Power pressure suddenly erupted from around him!

Qian Renxue, floating in midair, instantly crashed to the ground!

The Angel Sacred Sword in her hand also fell aside!

The Son of Heaven Sword hovered above her head, its sharp tip less than half an inch from her skull!

"With your mere Soul Emperor cultivation, you dare act so presumptuously before me?"

Xue Luochuan planted a foot on Qian Renxue's face.

"How is this possible?"

Qian Renxue became even more bewildered, her pupils trembling violently!

She could not understand why Xue Luochuan was stronger than her!

His Soul Power pressure alone had rendered her unable to move!

With such strength, he had likely already surpassed a Soul Saint!

He had reached a realm she did not even dare imagine!

"Will you not reveal your true form?"

His cool voice carried an irresistible authority.

Qian Renxue had no choice but to undo the disguise of her soul bone.

A cascade of golden hair spilled down her back.

The refined Crown Prince Xue Qinghe vanished, leaving only Qian Renxue, young mistress of Spirit Hall!

Her eyes were as deep as stars, her skin fair and delicate, and her figure tall and straight.

Even draped in only a thin garment, she still exuded an air of sacred nobility.

Xue Luochuan had no intention of letting Qian Renxue off so easily.

The thrill of vengeance flashed in his eyes, and a mad smile curled across his lips.

"Qian Renxue, you impersonated Xue Qinghe and assassinated the Third Prince. I nearly died as well."

"Even after all these years, you still refused to spare me and repeatedly tried to assassinate me."

"Even after I fled to this borderland, you still led troops here to campaign against me."

"Shouldn't we settle the hatred between us?"

The red-hot longsword drew ever closer to Qian Renxue's fair face.

The billowing hot smoke choked her until her mind grew hazy!

Qian Renxue's beautiful blue eyes trembled without stop.

Tears of despair helplessly welled in her eyes.

The things she had secretly plotted all these years had actually been discovered long ago!

Every assassination attempt had been made with the intent to kill!

Every one of them was a life-and-death grudge!

With such deep hatred between them, she had no idea how she could possibly quell Xue Luochuan's fury.

Now, fear had completely engulfed her!

"Do you want my sword, or this red-hot sword?"