Douluo: The Venom System Is Awesome

"You... is this how you usually coax that little vixen..."

She asked, forcing herself to remain calm, though her voice was softer than usual.

Mu Junyu blinked, looking completely innocent.

"Sister Xue, you are very important to me!"

"Liar." Qian Renxue gave a light huff, but she couldn't help but slow her pace. Mu Junyu keenly sensed her wavering and immediately took advantage of the situation to wrap his arms around her waist.

"Sister Xue is the best~"

"Let go!"

Qian Renxue slapped his paws away in embarrassment and annoyance, but when she met those pair of wet, purple eyes, she found herself saying something she didn't intend to.

"Go to my room..."

She regretted it the moment the words left her lips, but Mu Junyu had already cheered and hugged her.

"Sister Xue is the best!"

Qian Renxue pushed him away with a flushed face and walked quickly ahead.

Under the moonlight, her silhouette appeared somewhat flustered, yet carried an indescribable nuance.

Inside Qian Renxue's bedchamber, the candlelight flickered.

When she waved her hand to dismiss the maids, the looks they exchanged made the tips of her ears burn.

"All of you, leave. Do not enter without my orders."

She spoke with feigned authority, though her voice was a pitch higher than usual.

The maids lowered their heads in acknowledgment, not forgetting to steal a glance at Mu Junyu, who stood to the side, before they left.

When the palace doors finally closed, Qian Renxue let out a long sigh of relief, only to turn around and see Mu Junyu pouncing toward her impatiently.

"Sister Xue~"

He called out in a cloying, sweet tone, his small hands reaching directly for her sash.

"What are you doing!"

Qian Renxue retreated in a panic, her back pressing against the carved pillar.

"Didn't you say we were going to cultivate?"

Mu Junyu blinked his innocent, large eyes.

"This is cultivation~"

"Nonsense!"

Qian Renxue slapped away his restless hands, her long golden hair cascading over her shoulders from the sudden movement.

"What does cultivating have to do with you undoing my clothes? It wasn't like that last time..."

Mu Junyu pouted, looking aggrieved.

"But Sister Xue promised..."

"I promised proper cultivation! This cultivation of yours... it... it's not proper!"

Qian Renxue stomped her foot in anger, her cheeks flushed crimson.

"Who would want to... to..."

Before she could finish, Mu Junyu suddenly transformed into a pool of purple-black venom, rapidly climbing up the hem of her skirt.

Qian Renxue let out a startled cry, feeling that familiar, comfortable sensation of cultivation instantly envelop her entire body.

"Mu Junyu!"

She was both embarrassed and annoyed, yet she found herself unable to move.

The venom coalesced into the boy's voice at her neck.

"Don't be angry, Sister Xue~"

The voice seemed to ring directly in her mind, carrying a bewitching, magical quality.

"This is my way of cultivating~"

Qian Renxue wanted to retort, but she suddenly felt a gentle surge of soul power seeping into her meridians.

The sensation was incredibly wonderful, like soaking in a warm spring, causing every pore on her body to relax.

"Mm~"

She let out a soft moan involuntarily, then bit her lower lip in shame and frustration.

Chapter 24: Ambition

Mu Junyu pushed his luck, whispering into her ear.

"Feels good, right~ Hehe, Teacher likes this one a lot too~"

Qian Renxue's entire body stiffened.

"You... you... Mother..."

"Is Sister Xue jealous?"

Mu Junyu smirked, the venom slithering up to her cheek and gently nuzzling against it.

"I am not!"

Qian Renxue turned her face away, but she couldn't hide the tips of her ears turning bright red.

"I was just, ah!"

She let out a sudden cry of surprise as the venom slyly burrowed into all her secret, vulnerable spots.

Qian Renxue frantically tried to stop it, only to find her arms limp and devoid of strength.

"Mu Junyu! If you do this again, I'll be angry!"

Her voice trembled, sounding completely devoid of any intimidation.

The venom paused for a moment, then wrapped around her even more gently.

"Sister Xue clearly likes it..."

Qian Renxue wanted to retort, but she realized she didn't actually dislike the feeling. That cool touch brought a strange comfort, causing her to relax her body involuntarily.

"You bad boy..."

Her voice grew quieter and quieter, eventually fading into a soft sigh.

Moonlight filtered through the gauze curtains, casting the shadows of the two intertwined figures onto the wall.

Qian Renxue didn't know if this counted as cultivation, but she could truly feel her spirit power growing...

And a certain little rascal was clearly enjoying himself...

[Qian Renxue current affection level: 20%]

[Real-time data: Shy, annoyed, confused, enjoying.]

[Current transformation: Infatuation.]

Qian Renxue sat cross-legged on the bed with her eyes closed, her long, slender eyelashes trembling slightly.

She tried hard to maintain her meditative posture, but the roaming venom made her breathing increasingly erratic.

"Mmm-ah..."

A soft moan escaped her lips uncontrollably, and she immediately bit her lower lip, two clouds of crimson flushing across her face.

Mu Junyu's venom seemed to have a life of its own, precisely finding every sensitive point in her cultivation, at times brushing over them as lightly as a feather, and at others pressing with just the right amount of force.

"Sister Xue's spirit power is flowing very smoothly~"

Mu Junyu's voice rang in her ear, filled with the joy of a successful prank. Qian Renxue could feel his breath brushing against her earlobe, making her shrink her neck involuntarily.

"Shut up... focus on... cultivating..."

She feigned composure, but her voice was impossibly soft.

The spirit power within her was indeed growing rapidly, but the strange pleasure that accompanied it left her at a loss.

The venom seemed to be able to read her mind, always changing its technique just as she was about to adapt, leaving her unable to defend herself.

Suddenly, a jolt of intense, electric-like stimulation shot up her spine, and Qian Renxue threw her head back, her golden hair cascading down like a waterfall.

Her fingers dug deep into the bedsheets, her knuckles turning white, and she could no longer maintain the meditative posture of her cultivation.

"Mu... Junyu..."

She gritted her teeth as she called out his name, though it carried a coquettish tone she didn't even notice herself.

"What is it, Sister Xue?"

The youth appeared before her with an innocent look, though his hands never stopped their movements.

"Didn't you say we were going to cultivate?"

Qian Renxue wanted to glare at him, but her golden eyes, misted with moisture, held no intimidation at all.

Her soul honestly responded to every bit of his mischief, and her face flushed an alluring shade of pink.

"You... ah... are clearly... playing tricks..."

Her intermittent accusations were forcefully interrupted by a sudden wave of pleasure.

Qian Renxue frantically grabbed Mu Junyu's wrist, though she didn't know if she wanted to push him away or pull him closer.

Under the moonlight, she saw the cunning glint in the youth's purple eyes and suddenly realized she had long since fallen into the web he had meticulously woven.

What was even more terrifying was that she... didn't want to break free.

"Sister Xue..."

Mu Junyu leaned close to her burning earlobe, his voice as sweet as honey.

"It's so warm..."

Qian Renxue was consumed by shame and fury, yet she could not control the tremors racking her body.

It was supposed to be cultivation, yet it had turned into this.

Her soul power surged within her, intertwining with the rampaging Heart-Eroding Venom to bring about an unprecedented experience.

As the last shred of her reason was about to collapse, she heard Mu Junyu's smiling whisper.

"This is... true cultivation..."

The night was still long, and Qian Renxue did not know whether she should find it agonizing or blissful...

[Qian Renxue affection level: 30%]

[Real-time data: Satisfied, languid, happy...]

In the second half of the night, moonlight flowed like water across the bed.

Mu Junyu lay on his side, his fingertips twining around a loose strand of Qian Renxue's golden hair. The young girl had already fallen into a deep sleep, her delicate face still flushed with a lingering crimson, her breathing steady and long.

She looked like a fallen fairy resting in the mortal realm.

That figure... that...

Forget it, although Qian Renxue was almost of age, it was better to let her grow a bit more...

...Let her grow a bit more, she would be even more beautiful later!

He sighed softly, a flicker of irritation flashing through his purple eyes.

"Seven years old..."

He moved his lips silently, his fingertips tracing Qian Renxue's fair cheek.

This tender body was, after all, still too small.

The Heart-Eroding Venom flowed slowly in his palm, as if echoing its master's reluctance. Mu Junyu knew that with his current abilities, he could completely use the venom to forcibly break through the final line of defense.

But that would be too wasteful; a proud daughter of heaven like Qian Renxue, and a noble Pope like Bibi Dong, were both worthy of a perfect conquest.