After struggling for a long while, Qian Renxue gave up.
She still could not escape Xia Wuyou's embrace.
"Xia Wuyou, you bastard! You shameless lecher! Stop what you're doing right now! If you keep taking advantage of me, I'll bite you later, and I won't hold back!"
Qian Renxue was both embarrassed and angry.
She had been tormented by that bastard Xia Wuyou for so long.
Her face had long since burned hot.
Not only were her legs weak and limp,
even her underwear had been soaked through with sweat.
"Hehe! Little Xue Sister, are you behaving yourself now?"
Xia Wuyou pinched Qian Renxue's chin.
Then he kissed her rosy lips.
"Mm!"
Qian Renxue's eyes widened, and her mind went blank. That bastard Xia Wuyou had ambushed her again?
Qian Renxue pounded Xia Wuyou's chest with her soft little fists, but after thinking about it, Xia Wuyou actually seemed rather nice. Half resisting and half yielding, she not only failed to push him away but instead responded passionately.
A moment later, their lips parted.
"Xiao Xue, you're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen."
Xia Wuyou slightly revised a playboy's line. His eyes locked tightly onto Qian Renxue in his arms, his gaze as sincere as a baby's.
Qian Renxue felt a little embarrassed under Xia Wuyou's stare. She shifted her gaze slightly away and snorted indignantly.
"Hmph! Xia Wuyou, you bastard, are you satisfied now? Tell me! Who exactly are you? Why do you know the secret of the Angel Soul Bone, and how did you see through my true identity so easily?"
Her body trembled faintly, and her chest rose and fell slightly. Her heart, which Bibi Dong had long ago wounded beyond recognition, was now pounding uncontrollably, fast and fierce.
She was already in her twenties.
She was no longer young.
On the generally early-maturing Douluo Continent, many girls her age had long experienced relations between men and women. Some had even settled down and started families, their children already old enough to run errands and wash their hands.
But what about her?
She could only wash the child in her hands...
Xia Wuyou pinched Qian Renxue's chubby little cheek.
"Xiao Xue, how about we talk while we eat?"
Xia Wuyou had no interest in chatting on an empty stomach. He only wanted to fill his belly first.
"Fine! But you're not allowed to lie to me."
"When the time comes, you'd better tell me everything honestly."
Qian Renxue nodded and agreed without hesitation.
She had invited Xia Wuyou to dinner today in order to complete the task assigned by that old bastard Xue Ye. Investigating Xia Wuyou's identity and background had also been one of her goals.
As the two ate, the scene shifted.
Heaven Dou City, Spirit Hall Temple.
Salas, the Platinum Bishop of Spirit Hall, wore a gloomy expression.
"Xia Wuyou, headmaster of Yanhuang Academy. Martial spirit: Eye of Time and Space. Time Attribute has yet to be verified; Space Attribute has been confirmed. Seven-Ring Spirit Saint. Specific strength unknown. Spirit ring configuration: Three Purple Three Black One Red."
"Identity and origins suspected to be connected to a major Hidden Clan or sect, with an inheritance spanning five thousand years. Preliminary assessment indicates three Titled Douluo above rank ninety-five. Overall evaluation: extremely dangerous."
"Known record: With a single spatial spirit skill, he instantly killed Qin Ming, a six-ring Soul Emperor; Taino, a seven-ring Spirit Saint; and Tai Tan, an eight-ring Soul Douluo. With Ning Fengzhi's assistance, he even exchanged one move with Chen Xin, Sword Douluo, a rank ninety-six Peak Douluo, without falling behind. Overall evaluation: Xia Wuyou's true combat strength far exceeds that of spirit masters of the same rank. He is comparable to a Titled Douluo and must not be confronted directly."
After reading the intelligence on Xia Wuyou, Salas felt as though his head was about to split.
As the master of Heaven Dou City's Spirit Hall Temple, he naturally knew what had happened at Yanhuang Academy.
"Ah, what a headache!"
"If Xia Wuyou is allowed to continue unchecked, once he becomes a Titled Douluo and gains a spirit ring configuration of Three Purple Three Black Three Red, he may become a grave threat to our Spirit Hall."
For Spirit Hall's sake, Salas had worried himself sick.
Although he was arrogant and domineering, greedy for wealth and women, and ruthless, he was extremely loyal to Spirit Hall. He had grown up in Spirit Hall from childhood and devoted his entire life to the Angel Family.
Just then, Salas seemed to think of something. He abruptly turned to look out the window and silently watched the Seven Treasures Glazed Hotel in the distance.
"Young Master, I hope you can win Xia Wuyou over."
As one of Spirit Hall's higher-ups and the person in charge of the temple on the Heaven Dou City side, Salas naturally knew Qian Renxue's identity.
It could be said that he was an obvious chess piece Spirit Hall had placed in plain sight specifically to draw the attention of other forces.
Porcupine Douluo and Snake Lance Douluo, the two Titled Douluo elders, were the hidden chess pieces secretly responsible for protecting the Young Master's safety.
"I'll find a chance to ask the Young Master tomorrow."
"Let's see how she intends to handle Xia Wuyou."
Faced with Xia Wuyou, whom he could not defeat directly,
Salas made a decision in his heart.
A person should know his own limits.
He did not think he could defeat Xia Wuyou.
Rather than antagonize Xia Wuyou, he might as well do something else.
For example, the Fallen.
"Balak Kingdom, Suotuo City, Shrek Academy, Golden Iron Triangle, Flanders, Yu Xiaogang, Tang San, Fallen!"
"Hehe! Yu Yuanzhen, Yu Luomian, Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, this old man will find you two old geezers something to do!"
Salas's withered fingers tapped lightly against the desk, and a sinister glint flashed through his eyes.
He could not touch Xia Wuyou, but that did not mean he could not cause trouble for the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
Once Tang San and Yu Xiaogang were labeled as Fallen, everyone in Shrek Academy would be surrounded and exterminated by Spirit Hall's Sacred Spirit Master Legion.
As long as Yu Yuanzhen became involved in the matter, Spirit Hall would be able to brand the entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan as accomplices of the Fallen.
When that time came, Spirit Hall would mobilize its army and directly destroy the entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. Even the Heaven Dou imperial family and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would not dare utter a word.
Want to save the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?
Want to resist Spirit Hall's army of spirit masters?
Hehe! That was nothing but wishful thinking.
Unless the Heaven Dou imperial family and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had gone mad and wanted to become enemies of every person and force across the Douluo Continent.
After making his decision, Salas began plotting.
He summoned three trusted subordinates and directly issued his orders.
"Wang Er'gou, immediately deliver this secret letter back to Spirit Hall at full speed. Once you return to Spirit Hall, report directly to those above. Say that we have discovered the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan sheltering the 'Fallen' Yu Xiaogang and Tang San, while Shrek Academy is a den of filth plotting to overthrow the order of the Douluo Continent."
"Wang Fugui, tomorrow, spread this news. I want you to circulate it throughout the entire Heaven Dou Empire in the shortest possible time. Say that the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has colluded with the 'Fallen' and intends to endanger the security and order of the Douluo Continent."
"Wang Tiezhu, notify the master of the temple in Suotuo City. Tell him to keep a close eye on those Shrek people and make sure their identities as 'Fallen' are firmly established, giving Spirit Hall an absolutely foolproof pretext to send troops."
The three trusted subordinates nodded.
"Yes, Lord Temple Master. We understand."
After the three trusted subordinates had left, Salas stood alone before the window, looking out at the deep night. A sinister smile curled across his lips.
Tonight was destined to be a sleepless night, with undercurrents stirring beneath the surface.
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