Qian Renxue Escapes

Qian Renxue gritted her silver teeth, but there was nothing she could do. In her heart, Tang Jiu was a Great Demon King who killed without batting an eye.

She took the leaf from Tang Jiu's hand and chewed it. It tasted sour. Once she had chewed it into pulp, she spat it into her palm, walked behind Tang Jiu, and evenly smeared it over the wound on his back.

"Done!"

"What about the sword wound in front?"

"Can't you handle the front yourself?" Qian Renxue was so angry her teeth itched.

"Then what do I need a Little Maid like you for? I'm such a noble Young Master—how could I possibly do it myself!"

Qian Renxue truly wanted to perish together with Tang Jiu, but she knew the only outcome would be her getting killed. She glared at Tang Jiu with a murderous gaze, then chewed up another leaf and smeared it over the sword wound on his chest.

"Bandage it! Why are you so stupid?"

"There aren't any strips of cloth!"

"Then tear up your clothes! So stupid!"

Before long, Qian Renxue had finished bandaging Tang Jiu. Then she noticed that Tang Jiu had started chewing leaves as well. Before she could figure out why, he smeared the chewed leaves onto the wound on her neck.

At that moment, Qian Renxue blushed. His saliva is so dirty!

"Your Young Master is pretty nice, right? From now on, just obediently follow me. We'll rule the forest together!" Tang Jiu said with a chuckle.

Qian Renxue rolled her eyes at Tang Jiu. Only monkeys rule forests, you wild brat!

Just you wait. Spirit Hall will come looking for me soon enough. When that happens, I'll chop you into pieces and feed you to dogs!

The sun set in the west.

Tang Jiu brought Qian Renxue back to his den, set up a campfire, and began cooking soul beast meat.

"Little Maid, what's your name?"

"My name is... Xiao Qing!" Qian Renxue casually made up a name.

"Yeah, and I'm Fahai." Tang Jiu curled his lip. "Tell me honestly—who exactly are you? And what was with that sword?"

"That was an advanced weapon from Spirit Hall, infused with holy power by the Great Elder! As for me, my status in Spirit Hall isn't low either!" Qian Renxue said, mixing truth with lies.

"How high is it?" Tang Jiu asked.

"My family elder is a Titled Douluo! I advise you to let me go quickly!" Qian Renxue threatened.

"A Titled Douluo? You scared me to death! Tell me who it is—I'll beat him to death someday!" Tang Jiu snorted boldly. He believed eighty percent of what Qian Renxue said. Only such a family background could have a Soul King expert serving as a guard.

"You guess!" Qian Renxue huffed.

"Could it be Old Chrysanthemum? I haven't seen the other Titled Douluos, but judging by appearances, he seems the most likely!" Tang Jiu had never met the other Titled Douluos, but he had heard that Chrysanthemum Douluo was rather handsome.

"Old Chrysanthemum! Is that how you address Chrysanthemum Douluo, an elder of my family?" Qian Renxue's eyes lit up. She had to go to Chrysanthemum Douluo and tattle on him, so Tang Jiu, this bastard, would learn the consequences of offending her.

"So you're from Old Chrysanthemum's family!"

Tang Jiu nodded. At first, he had entertained a very bold guess—that the girl before him might be Qian Renxue. But he soon decided that was impossible.

First, if Qian Renxue had come to the Star Dou Great Forest, even without a Titled Douluo protecting her, there should at least have been a Soul Douluo.

Second, he did not think his luck could possibly be so heaven-defying that Qian Renxue would become his maid.

Having confirmed that the girl before him was Chrysanthemum Douluo's descendant, Tang Jiu said leisurely, "Hand over your storage Soul Tool. Your Young Master will keep it safe for you!"

"What Soul Tool?" Qian Renxue quickly hid her hands behind her back, her face filled with panic.

"Without a storage Soul Tool, how could you pull a sword out of thin air?" Tang Jiu grabbed Qian Renxue's arm and found a ring on her hand. It looked simple and ancient, utterly mismatched with her luxurious clothing.

"If I'm not mistaken, this is your Soul Tool. Confiscated!" Tang Jiu reached to remove the ring.

"No! You big villain!"

Qian Renxue was both embarrassed and furious. The ring contained many personal belongings, especially women's clothing. If Tang Jiu took it, how could she ever face anyone again? She was the Saintess, above countless people—when had she ever been bullied like this?

At last, under the pressure of death, the unknown, and humiliation, her strong heart could no longer maintain that noble, aloof facade. Like an ordinary girl, she began to cry.

Tang Jiu was dumbfounded by her tears and felt somewhat embarrassed about taking a girl's things.

Besides, she could not escape anyway. There would be plenty of opportunities later; there was no need to rush.

Tang Jiu released Qian Renxue's hand. "Fine, I won't take your Soul Tool. But you have to put on women's clothes and let me see what my Little Maid really looks like!"

Hearing that Tang Jiu would no longer snatch her ring, Qian Renxue finally relaxed somewhat. When she heard that he wanted her to wear women's clothing, she cursed him as shameless in her heart before huffing, "Turn around! No peeking."

"There's nothing to see anyway. Your Young Master can't be bothered."

Tang Jiu shrugged and turned around. Soon, he heard the rustling sounds of clothes being changed.

"Done!"

After that shy, silver-bell-like voice, Tang Jiu turned around—and his eyes went blank.

She wore a white dress adorned with golden patterns, along with a pair of white-and-gold boots. She stood there prettily, tall and slender, with perfect proportions.

If Xiao Wu's beauty was adorable, Zhu Zhuqing's was wild, Ning Rongrong's was pure, Huo Wu's was alluring, and Shui Bing'er's was cold and elegant—

Then Qian Renxue's beauty at this moment was sacred and noble!

Like a goddess descending upon the mortal world, she made people feel inferior without even realizing it.

But Tang Jiu was no ordinary person. After drawing a sharp breath, he said solemnly, "Xiao Qing, this Young Master has decided to promote you to Little Wife!"

"Hmph! I'm not going to be your Little Wife!"

"You want to be the Main Wife, huh? Work hard, and as long as you don't grow crooked, you might still have a chance someday."

Qian Renxue waved her fist angrily, unwilling to bother with Tang Jiu, that awful villain. Then her stomach suddenly growled, and the little beauty's face turned bright red with embarrassment. How humiliating.

Tang Jiu burst out laughing. With a little beauty accompanying him, the next four years probably would not be boring. He fished out a bone from the pot and handed it to Qian Renxue. "Here, gnaw on this. It's delicious."

"Barbaric!"

Qian Renxue had wanted to explain how particular she was about dining, but then she realized that they were in a forest and she was someone else's prisoner. So, with distaste, she picked up the large bone and took a gentle bite.

In an instant, Qian Renxue's eyes widened. It was so good!

She really was hungry. Holding the large bone, she began gnawing on it. She had never imagined that gripping a bone and tearing off meat could taste this delicious!

She ate six in one go. When she heard Tang Jiu's ill-intentioned laughter, even her neck flushed red with embarrassment. Angrily, she hurled the large bone at him...

That night, the two slept in the treehouse.

Qian Renxue took bedding from her ring and made herself a bed on the floor. Without bothering with Tang Jiu, she closed her eyes and went to sleep first.

In the middle of the night, she suddenly opened her eyes and crept out of the treehouse.

A pair of snow-white wings spread from her back, and she flew toward the sky.

Her martial soul was the Six-Winged Angel, but for now she could only manifest two wings. As her strength steadily increased, she would eventually unlock all six. At her peak, those wings would change from white to gold, becoming the most sacred martial soul.

Just after she flew away, Tang Jiu suddenly opened his eyes and glanced at the sky.

"Trying to fly out of the Star Dou Great Forest? Dream on!"