Douluo: The Venom System Is Awesome Chapter 31

The air seemed to grow thick and ambiguous at this moment.

"I'm not in the mood for that..." Mu Junyu curled his lip, though he couldn't hide the smile in his eyes.

"Then sleep by yourself tonight~"

"Reckless fellow... How can one let the barking of roadside stray dogs interfere with achieving a great cause? I hope there won't be a next time. You really are a handful..."

Qian Renxue pinched his earlobe.

"If something happened to you, wouldn't your teacher come to question me? You brat are her precious treasure, after all~"

Feeling Qian Renxue hugging him from behind, Mu Junyu grinned and chuckled:

"Then... hehe... if it's a reward, I want to eat... red grapes~"

Chapter 42 Soul Core

Mu Junyu felt the warm, soft embrace behind him and the ear-pinching gesture that carried a hint of feigned annoyance but even more intimacy.

Hearing the subtle tone she used when mentioning his teacher, the smile on his lips could no longer be contained, spreading into a brilliant, slightly roguish arc.

Hehe...

He deliberately drew out his tone, reached back to firmly grasp her slender waist, and spun around abruptly!

Caught off guard, Qian Renxue let out a soft cry as she was pulled firmly into his arms. In an instant, they had swapped positions, now facing each other in a tight embrace.

The glow of the sunset cast their intertwined silhouettes onto the bookshelf.

He lowered his head, his scorching breath spraying against her smooth forehead, the bridge of her nose, and finally landing on those alluring red lips that were slightly parted in surprise.

His voice was low, carrying a triumphant, wicked smile, his eyes locked onto her with burning intensity.

"Red grapes~"

Before the words had even faded, without waiting for Qian Renxue to react, he lowered his head and precisely captured her slightly swollen lips!

Unlike any previous attempt at testing or forceful taking, this kiss carried a sense of possessive dominance, as if declaring ownership. Yet, it was strangely mixed with the excitement of having been acknowledged and a clingy, spoiled sweetness.

He unceremoniously pried open her defenses, delving deep into that sweet territory to greedily savor the fragrance of the red grapes.

It was as if he truly intended to taste some peerless, sweet grape nectar from them.

"Mmph...!"

Qian Renxue was caught off guard by his sudden reversal of roles. She struggled symbolically, but her hands, which had been balled into fists to strike his shoulders, quickly went limp.

He held her too tightly, and the kiss was too fierce.

The masculine scent rushing toward her, mixed with the smell of sunlight and a faint trace of blood, along with the blunt and shameful implications in his words, caused her brain to turn to mush once again.

The sunset glow warmly enveloped the two of them as they embraced and kissed.

Inside the study, only the faint, suggestive sounds and their breathing remained.

At night, Qian Renxue lay on the bed reading, with Mu Junyu behind her, using his fingertips to toy with her slightly swollen lips.

"Hey... stop it..."

Qian Renxue cried out with a hint of feigned annoyance, but it lacked any real power. Mu Junyu didn't care much, continuing to toy with those thickened, thin lips. These were his own handiwork, after all~

"Oh, come on, Sister Xue, just let me play for a bit~"

"Besides, you've already lost to me so many times, you should just accept your fate~"

Qian Renxue was choked with frustration by his words, her cheeks flushing uncontrollably, even the tips of her ears turning a faint shade of pink.

She wanted to retort, to scold him for his shamelessness, but as she opened her lips, she found that any defense seemed pale and powerless at this moment.

Because... what he said was the truth.

During their "Water Soul Power stimulation sparring" over the past few nights, no matter how tightly she guarded her mind or how she tried to turn the tables, the final result was always the same: she was the first to fall, defeated by that overwhelming power—a mix of extreme electric currents and the waves of a strange, beautiful sea.

Every time she collapsed, every time a broken whimper escaped her uncontrollably, it became his capital for smugness.

She could even clearly recall how she had retreated step by step under his varied tactics.

How she had gone from initial stubborn resistance to later helpless pleading... those images made her so ashamed she almost wanted to bury her face in her book.

Watching her expression, the smile in Mu Junyu's eyes deepened, and his fingertips rubbed against her slightly swollen lips even more aggressively.

Feeling that strange softness and heat, his tone became increasingly triumphant.

"See, Sister Xue, you've already conceded~ If you lose, you have to accept the punishment; that's the rule."

He leaned down, moved close to her ear, and lowered his voice, his hot breath brushing against her sensitive earlobe.

"So... for tonight's 'sparring', should you be a good girl and listen to me? Hmm?"

The rising inflection was full of seduction and provocation, making Qian Renxue's body tremble slightly.

She slammed the book shut, attempting to use its cold cover to dispel the heat on her face. Yet, she could not hide the complex ripples undulating within her golden eyes—there was shame, indignation, helplessness, and a secret tremor she hadn't even realized herself, one directed at the impending "punishment."

In the end... she still hadn't managed to escape the palm of this rascal's hand.

"Then what are you going to do today..."

Mu Junyu let out a low chuckle, the sound filled with the satisfaction of success and an overbearing force that brooked no refusal.

He didn't answer; instead, his arm tightened suddenly, wrapping around her waist and effortlessly flipping her over from where she had been lying on the bed!

"Ah!"

Qian Renxue let out a startled cry. In the dizzying spin, the positions shifted: Mu Junyu was now pressed against the wall, with her back leaning against the young man's chest.

He even pulled her into a tighter embrace.

However, one of Mu Junyu's hands had already moved quietly, covering her stomach with precision.

"Today..."

He lowered his head, his nose tip almost brushing against hers, their scorching breaths mingling together as his voice turned husky and seductive.

"We're going to play something more interesting~"

Before the words had even faded, his hand covering her stomach applied slight pressure.

Heart-Eroding Venom activated!

A stream of extremely gentle yet undeniably penetrating venom, like the most delicate trickle, slowly seeped into her body!

It headed straight for the depths of her dantian, toward the "Soul Core" that had condensed the very essence of her life!

"You..."

Qian Renxue's entire body stiffened abruptly, her golden pupils shrinking instantly!

The Soul Core! That was the most fragile and taboo territory for a girl like her!

It was an absolute forbidden zone that no one else was allowed to touch!

A shudder originating from the depths of her soul and a sense of extreme danger swept over her in an instant!

She almost instinctively wanted to circulate her soul power frantically to blast this invading force and its master away!

"Don't move."

Mu Junyu's voice, however, was exceptionally steady, carrying a strange, soothing power.

His other hand held her waist tightly, preventing her from breaking free.

"Be good, Sister Xue... relax..."

His soul power was so peculiar; it lacked any aggression, instead carrying a warm, moist touch like fine jade.

Cautiously and with extreme slowness, it approached that motionless, pink Soul Core.

The sensation was too bizarre, and too... intimate.

It far surpassed physical contact; it was a fusion and intrusion that reached straight to the origin of her soul.

Everything about Qian Renxue couldn't help but tremble slightly, every nerve stretched to the limit.

She had never imagined that one day someone would "touch" her "Soul Core" in such a way... she didn't even touch it herself...

His soul power, like the most dexterous fingers, began to circle and stroke the surface of her Soul Core with extreme gentleness.

Every minute touch brought an indescribable, bone-deep numbness and weakness, as if her soul had been soaked in a warm spring, making her want to shudder and moan...

Chapter 43: Moving In, Setting Off, Camping for Two

"Hah..."

An extremely faint whimper, laced with a sob, finally escaped from her tightly bitten lips.

Her body went limp, leaving her with no choice but to rely entirely on his embrace.

With her forehead pressed against his shoulder, her body twisted uncontrollably, trying to alleviate the strange, soul-shattering sensation radiating from the depths of her Soul Core.

Mu Junyu was immersed in this unprecedented intimate contact; he could clearly feel every minute tremor of her Soul Core.

He felt everything she was desperately suppressing and her racing, out-of-control heartbeat.

His fingertips traced circles, while his gentle soul power delved deeper, as if transforming into thousands of fine threads, tenderly wrapping around and controlling the origin of her Soul Core.

"Can you feel it, Sister Xue..."

He breathed hot air into her ear, his voice low and seductive.

"Your Soul Core... is trembling for me..."

Qian Renxue bit her lip, wanting to retort, but she didn't even have the strength to lift a finger.

She could only passively endure this "punishment," which was more helpless and out-of-control than any "sparring" they had ever had before.

The sensation brought on by her Soul Core being toyed with like this intertwined with her soul into a monstrous wave, drowning her completely.

At this moment, one of her hands gripped the arm Mu Junyu had brazenly extended behind her, while the other hand pinched his thigh, looking utterly helpless.

"Mmm."

Qian Renxue ultimately failed to resist Mu Junyu's fierce assault; after all, her favorability toward him had already reached 65%.

Between Mu Junyu's fingertips, the Soul Core was kneaded and compressed, shifting into one shape after another.

The repetitive pressure and rotation made the Soul Core grow increasingly round and smooth.

"Stop... not yet... wait a moment... ah~..."

Qian Renxue's pleas were shattered and broken, laced with a heart-trembling, tearful tone.

Her fingers, which had been gripping Mu Junyu's hand, had long since gone limp and let go.

Instead, she unconsciously clutched his robes tightly, her knuckles turning white, as if they were the only piece of driftwood in a surging sea.

Dark tides surged in the depths of Mu Junyu's eyes; he turned a deaf ear to her pleas, intensifying his efforts instead.

The soul power gathered at his fingertips suddenly became even more aggressive.

It was no longer a gentle entanglement, but carried an irresistible, absolute dominance.

He abruptly deepened the force of his attack on the sensitive origin of that Soul Core!

"Ugh, ahhh—!"

Qian Renxue's body was struck and arched upward violently, like a fully drawn jade bow.

Her neck lifted in a graceful yet fragile arc, her long golden hair scattering through the air.

All her struggles, all her restraint, and all her reason were completely shattered in this moment by the unprecedented, ecstatic current that exploded from deep within the Soul Core!

The sensation was like the most violent lightning, instantly piercing through every bone and limb of her body!

Every nerve was screaming wildly with a symphony of trembling and pleasure!

Her pupils dilated suddenly, her golden eyes turning blank, losing all focus.