Douluo: The Venom System Is Awesome

At the same time, a surge of overwhelming, extremely pure Water Soul Power could no longer be contained by her Soul Core!

Like a bursting dam, it erupted uncontrollably from the source of her life—the place secretly referred to as Fengyu Cave!

The surging Water Soul Power tore through her clothing, even carving a brief, crystalline arc of moonlight in the air!

It finally soaked the dark carpet beneath her, leaving behind an even more distinct shade of color!

Qian Renxue felt as if her very soul had been drained away; she went limp and collapsed heavily into the arms of Mu Junyu, her body still trembling with slight, uncontrollable spasms as she gasped for air, emitting silent sobs.

The aftershocks of the ultimate pleasure and the massive wave that followed left her completely unable to think, leaving her to melt into his embrace like a pool of moonlight.

Mu Junyu slowly withdrew his hand, looking down at Qian Renxue, who was completely dazed, her eyes flushed red at the corners, her lips slightly parted.

A sense of immense satisfaction and conquest welled up within him.

He lowered his head to kiss away the teardrops seeping from the corners of her eyes, his voice raspy and filled with a seductive quality.

"It seems... I've won our 'sparring match' again tonight, Sister Xue."

[Current Favorability of Qian Renxue: 70%]

Several days later, Heaven Dou Empire Imperial Palace, the Great Council Hall.

Inside the magnificent, gold-adorned hall, civil and military officials stood in rows on either side, the atmosphere solemn and grave. Emperor Xueye, seated high upon the dragon throne, bore a face marked by a hint of fatigue and the passage of time.

Yet, as he looked at his eldest son, "Xue Qinghe," standing respectfully below the steps, his eyes were filled with undisguised gratification and admiration.

"Qinghe."

Emperor Xueye's voice was resonant, carrying the unique majesty of an emperor, yet it also held a rare touch of gentleness.

"I have heard that your Soul Power has already broken through the level forty bottleneck? To achieve such a feat at your age, you are truly worthy of being the crown prince of my Heaven Dou Empire; your future is full of promise!"

"Xue Qinghe" stood tall and straight below the steps, dressed in crown prince ceremonial robes, her face gentle as jade, her demeanor humble and reserved.

She bowed slightly, her voice clear and composed: "Father Emperor is too kind. This son is unworthy of such praise; I can only continue to cultivate diligently so as not to fail your expectations or the heavy trust placed in me by the empire."

"Good! Good!"

Emperor Xueye stroked his beard and laughed, clearly in an excellent mood.

"Since you have reached level forty, your fourth soul ring is now the top priority. What kind of soul beast have you set your sights on? I shall issue an order immediately, commanding the Royal Hunting Group to capture it for you; we will certainly find you the most compatible soul ring!"

The ministers also cast looks of approval and agreement.

Having the royal family hunt for the crown prince's soul ring was a matter of course; it ensured safety while guaranteeing the best possible ring.

However, "Xue Qinghe" bowed once more, her tone firm yet maintaining her submissiveness.

"Thank you for your great kindness, Father Emperor. However, I believe that the path of a soul master lies in tempering oneself and striving for self-improvement. Hunting for a soul ring is also an important part of that cultivation."

"I wish to take this opportunity to go out and train alone, relying on my own strength to find and absorb my fourth soul ring. I humbly request your permission, Father Emperor."

As soon as these words were spoken, a slight commotion rippled through the hall. Several veteran officials showed disapproval, feeling that the crown prince's actions were far too risky.

Emperor Xueye was also slightly taken aback, looking at his son on the steps with a scrutinizing gaze.

He saw the unshakable firmness and the desire for growth in the eyes of "Xue Qinghe," and after a moment of silence, the gratification in his eyes grew even deeper.

"Good! You have ambition!"

Emperor Xueye declared loudly.

"To not rely on external forces and to seek a breakthrough through one's own power—that is the true demeanor of a crown prince of my Heaven Dou Empire! I grant your request!"

He pondered for a moment and added: "In that case, I shall grant you a period of seven days."

"You must return within seven days, and remember, your personal safety is paramount."

"Thank you, Father Emperor, for your permission! This son will not fail your expectations!"

"Xue Qinghe" bowed deeply, and as she lowered her eyes, a faint, imperceptible glimmer flashed deep within her golden pupils.

After the morning court session, she returned to her residence and dismissed her attendants; the gentle and humble demeanor belonging to Crown Prince Xue Qinghe faded away like a receding tide.

Qian Renxue stood alone by the window, her fingertips tapping unconsciously against the window frame.

Her golden eyes gazed toward the direction beyond the palace walls, a hint of imperceptible excitement and relief flashing through them.

A whole week... no need to wear that heavy, perfect mask, no need to deal with the tedious court etiquette and those ministers, each with their own hidden agendas.

A full week, plus that guy who could always easily stir up her emotions. Thinking of Mu Junyu, the corners of her lips curled upward into a tiny, involuntary arc.

That lawless guy, full of tricks, yet unexpectedly sharp and reliable in certain aspects.

"I can finally go out and have some real fun with Mu Junyu~"

"What's this, is Sister Xue thinking about me?" Mu Junyu's voice emerged from her body.

It turned out that Mu Junyu had been attached to her all along in a state of Symbiosis.

He even took the opportunity to squeeze Qian Renxue's chest.

Author's Note

Feng Que

Thanks to Yiyan Nandang Qianqiu Ye for the four lollipops.

Chapter 44: Conspiracy!

Qian Renxue had long since grown accustomed to Mu Junyu's ghostly way of appearing and his sudden, intimate gestures.

Feeling that slightly teasing kneading, she didn't retaliate with the shy anger she had shown at the beginning; instead, she acted like a cat being stroked the right way.

She narrowed those brilliant golden eyes with natural ease, a soft, light hum escaping her nose, carrying a hint of laziness and satisfaction.

She even subconsciously straightened up, allowing the mischievous Symbiotic Outer Garment to feel her assets more closely.

The nerves that had been taut in the imperial court just moments ago seemed to relax at this very moment.

"You have no sense of propriety..."

She turned her head, glancing sideways at Mu Junyu, who had already manifested his form and was looking at her with a grin. Her tone held little reproach, sounding more like a spoiled, indulgent rebuke.

"Are the things prepared? We're going to be out for a full seven days this time."

Mu Junyu leaned in closer, almost resting his chin on her slender shoulder, sniffing the cool fragrance in her hair as he said triumphantly.

"Already fully prepared! I guarantee that Sister Xue will spend these seven days... very comfortably, hehe."

He deliberately drew out the last few words, making them sound ambiguous.

Qian Renxue's earlobes heated up, and she used her elbow to gently nudge him away.

"Less glib talk. Go check everything; don't leave anything behind. We leave at dusk."

"As you command!"

Mu Junyu responded with a grin, but he didn't leave immediately. Instead, he snuck a quick kiss on her cheek before flashing away, satisfied, to take inventory of their supplies.

Qian Renxue touched the spot where he had kissed her, watching his lively retreating figure, and shook her head helplessly, though a faint smile she hadn't even noticed herself bloomed in the depths of her eyes.

I've really been completely captured by this brat~ Sigh~

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The morning sun filtered through the layers of dense canopy, casting mottled light spots on the ground of the Sunset Forest, which was covered in humus and fallen leaves.

The air was moist and fresh, mixed with the faint scent of soil, grass, and wildflowers.

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A few Lightning Rabbits with smooth fur pricked up their ears in alarm, darting quickly through the bushes and stirring up rustling sounds.

Not far away, a flock of colorful Emerald Feather Sparrows were jumping and playing on the branches.

They let out crisp, pleasant chirps, adding a touch of vitality to the quiet forest.

Amidst this peaceful and serene scene, a slender and beautiful figure was walking leisurely along a small forest path.

She was dressed in a simple yet exquisite white martial outfit, which outlined her graceful curves.

Her long golden hair hung down like a waterfall, swaying gently with her steps and flowing with dazzling luster in the morning light.

A faint, genuine smile played on the corners of her lips, and a healthy flush bloomed on her fair cheeks.

Like the finest rouge, it made her usually cold and aloof face look exceptionally charming and moving.

If anyone were to observe closely from up close, they would be amazed to discover something.

Her exposed slender wrists, neck, and even her faintly visible collarbone seemed to be covered by a layer of extremely thin, pitch-black liquid substance that blended almost perfectly with her skin tone.

This layer of substance seemed to possess life, flowing and squirming at an extremely slow and rhythmic pace, bringing an indescribable, deep-seated, and ultimate comfort to her muscles wherever it passed.

That was Mu Junyu, covering her entire body in his symbiotic form.

At this moment, he was wholeheartedly playing the role of a top-tier massage master. Countless microscopic tentacles penetrated into her muscles, precisely pressing and kneading every inch of her tense muscles and meridians.

He was soothing all the fatigue accumulated from days of masquerading as Xue Qinghe.

The feeling was indescribable; it felt as if every cell was dancing with joy. A warm, tingling happiness washed over her limbs and bones like a gentle spring.

Qian Renxue narrowed her eyes, enjoying this unparalleled private service, and couldn't help but let out a few extremely faint, cat-like hums of satisfaction from her throat.

She felt as if she were walking on clouds, her steps so light she could almost float away. This all-encompassing care and comfort tugged at her cold heartstrings more than any words ever could.

"Mm... to the left... use a bit more force..."

She even unconsciously gave instructions, her voice carrying a lazy nasal tone. The black fluid covering her left shoulder immediately and obediently increased its pressure.

It kneaded away that soreness with perfect precision.

The smile at the corners of Qian Renxue's mouth deepened.

Just as she was intoxicated by the bone-deep, soothing massage, Mu Junyu's low voice sounded like a whisper directly in her mind through their symbiotic link, though the content was completely different from the amorous atmosphere of the moment—it was cold and full of calculation.

"Sister Xue, just relax and enjoy it, and listen to me."

His voice carried a hint of laziness, as if he were discussing the weather.

"Our preliminary groundwork is almost done. It's time to close the net on those cheap brothers of yours."

Qian Renxue's narrowed golden eyes opened a tiny slit, a sharp glint flashing in their depths.

Yet her body remained relaxed, savoring the perfectly measured kneading, signaling for him to continue.

"Regarding the First Prince, Xue Luochuan.

Mu Junyu's voice was like a viper flicking its tongue.

"We have prepared a little treasure for him: a woman drugged with a unique, chronic poison. It is colorless and odorless, seeping into the bone marrow through the exchange of bodily fluids.

"That woman is a professional in that trade, and an expert at draining a man's essence.

"Isn't Xue Luochuan infatuated with her lately? Every time they engage in their trysts, he is essentially hastening his own death."

"Just watch. In less than a year or so, he will 'die of weakness.' No one will be able to find a cause; they will only assume he indulged in excess."

Qian Renxue let out a soft "hm" through her nose, signifying her approval.

"As for the Third Prince, Xue Sheng.

Mu Junyu's tentacles massaged her tense lower back, increasing the pressure slightly, which drew a soft hum of comfort from her before he continued.

"This fellow appears indifferent to the world, but he secretly keeps quite a few death soldiers. He is a very dark-minded individual.

"The intelligence network of Martial Soul Hall has already locked onto several of his old enemies—all of them desperate outlaws.

"We will find a suitable opportunity, perhaps when he goes out hunting, to stage an 'accidental' vendetta. It will be clean, and it will have absolutely nothing to do with us or with 'Xue Qinghe'."

As for the Fourth Prince, Xue Beng...

Mentioning this name, Mu Junyu's tone grew noticeably colder, even carrying a hint of imperceptible disgust.

"This brat is a master at playing the fool, but unfortunately, he cannot fool us.

"I long ago split a tiny sliver of my Symbiosis to attach to him. I didn't do anything else; I simply have it crawl into his ear every night while he sleeps to... slowly erode his brain nerves.

Mu Junyu's massage became even gentler, as if to soothe any ripples of emotion that might arise in Qian Renxue.

"The process is very slow. It won't take his life immediately, but it will gradually make him forgetful, slow to react, and mentally scattered.

"In another year or two, he will become a genuine, well-known idiot. A fool, naturally, poses no threat to anyone, nor will he arouse too much suspicion from Xue Ye."