A Life-Saving Favor: Offering Myself in Return?

Qian Renxue curled her lips into a smile upon hearing this.

With a flick of her wrist, her golden longsword traced a sword flower, the sword qi instantly shredding the spider silk into dust.

She actively triggered the Thorn skill of her Thornmail, advancing instead of retreating. She closed the distance to the Man Faced Demon Spider in a flash, her longsword—imbued with sacred golden light and the scorching power of the Red Buff—thrusting fiercely toward the beast's compound eyes!

In just a few short exchanges, this five-thousand-year Man Faced Demon Spider, notorious throughout the Star Dou Forest, was being ruthlessly suppressed by her, unable to mount even the slightest counterattack.

Its speed was dragged down by the slowing effect of the Red Buff, leaving it constantly pulled out of position.

Deep within the canopy, Snake Lance Douluo watched the scene below and couldn't help but gasp, nudging the Porcupinefish Douluo beside him with his elbow, his face full of shock.

"Fatty! Did you see that! With this kid's support, the Young Mistress's combat power has more than quadrupled!"

"What kind of heaven-defying martial soul is this? I feel like even the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda, known as the world's number one support, can't compare to this kid's martial soul."

A sharp glint flashed in the eyes of the Porcupinefish Douluo, and he said in a deep voice:

"It's not a feeling; it's simply incomparable. The gap is too vast."

"A Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda at the Soul Grand Master level can, at most, boost a soul master's combat power by thirty percent. It is absolutely impossible for it to allow a Soul Ancestor to double their combat power across ranks, let alone let a Soul Ancestor suppress a five-thousand-year Man Faced Demon Spider."

Lin Feng watched the golden figure on the field forcing the Man Faced Demon Spider into a steady retreat and let out a sigh of relief, his nerves, taut for several hours, finally relaxing.

But when his gaze fell upon the golden wings flowing with sacred light behind Qian Renxue, and that aura of pure, ultimate light, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

A shocking thought emerged, uncontrollable.

He rapidly sorted through all the clues.

This martial soul was clearly the Angel martial soul; in the entire Douluo Continent, only the Qian family of the Martial Soul Hall could possess this legendary god-inherited martial soul.

She looked to be only in her teens, yet she was already a four-ring Soul Ancestor; this talent was among the very top tier across the entire continent.

Most importantly, back at the Soul Recovery Pavilion, she had been followed by a guard with an unfathomable aura—at the very least, a Soul Douluo.

There were only a handful of people in the entire continent who could make a Soul Douluo willingly serve as a follower.

All the clues connected in his mind instantly. Lin Feng's eyes widened, and he gasped, thinking in astonishment:

Hiss! Have I... run into Qian Renxue? The Young Mistress of the Martial Soul Hall, the future Angel God?!

If she really was Qian Renxue, then that guard wasn't just some Soul Douluo; he was at least a Title Douluo.

And throughout this journey, from his two-ring thousand-year soul ring to the infinite-sustain Blue Buff, and then to the Thornmail and Red Buff that could boost combat power several times over—all his trump cards and secrets had been exposed right under her nose.

It's over... I'm in real trouble now!

Just as Lin Feng's mind was reeling, the situation on the field had already been settled.

The Man Faced Demon Spider was covered in wounds from the true-damage burning of the Red Buff, which ignored defense. Its eight black-furred legs were scorched black, and its compound eyes were bleeding profusely from the sword qi.

It knew clearly that if it kept fighting like this, let alone hunting, it would die here today.

It let out a shrill, unwilling cry, stumbled back a dozen meters, and not daring to linger for even a second, turned and bolted into the depths of the dense forest, disappearing without a trace after a few leaps.

This human was too bizarre—she couldn't be hit, couldn't be hurt, and her attacks carried an inescapable, wicked burn. If this spider couldn't afford to fight, it could at least run!

Qian Renxue stood with her sword sheathed, looking in the direction the Man Faced Demon Spider had fled, a hint of lingering excitement in her phoenix eyes.

Just then, the duration of the Thornmail and the Red and Blue Buffs provided by Lin Feng reached their end.

The surging power within her body faded away like a receding tide, and the azure halo of soul power recovery vanished along with it.

The immense power that had allowed her to easily crush a five-thousand-year Man Faced Demon Spider a moment ago suddenly disappeared. This drop from the clouds to the valley floor left Qian Renxue with a strong sense of emptiness and unease.

She couldn't help but frown slightly, a ridiculous doubt arising in her heart.

Was her original strength really this weak?

It was no exaggeration to say that just a moment ago, buffed by two divine items and the Red and Blue Buffs, she could have easily taken on four of her current self.

Qian Renxue turned slowly, her gilded phoenix eyes fixed on the small figure pinned to the tree trunk by spider silk.

Looking at Lin Feng's youthful face, the possessiveness in her heart spread like a wildfire, burning hotter and brighter.

"Little one, the more secrets you have and the more terrifying your talent, the more uneasy you make me feel."

"Only by keeping you firmly in my grasp, in a place where I can see you and control you, can I truly be at ease."

Lin Feng watched the direction of the forest where the Man Faced Demon Spider had vanished, his hanging heart finally settling.

But when he turned to meet Qian Renxue's gilded phoenix eyes, for some reason, an inexplicable panic surged up his spine, and he couldn't help but mutter to himself.

Strange, why do I have the illusion that I've just escaped the tiger's den only to fall into a wolf's lair?

He put on a winning smile and blinked his eyes.

"Many thanks to the Angel Sister for your rescue. I, Lin Feng, will remember this life-saving grace forever. In the future, whenever you have an order, even if it means climbing a mountain of blades or diving into a sea of fire, I will not hesitate!"

As he spoke, he struggled to twist his body, which was wrapped tightly in silk, and gave a clear, innocent hint.

"Um... kind and beautiful Angel Sister, could I trouble you to lend a hand and get me down from this spider silk first?"

Qian Renxue's golden wings flapped gently behind her as she drifted in front of Lin Feng. Looking at the little guy wrapped into a small dumpling by the silk, she curled her lips into a faint smile.

"I don't need you to climb a mountain of blades, nor do I need you to dive into a sea of fire."

"I only want you."

"This..."

As these words fell, Lin Feng's heart skipped a beat.

He stared blankly at the stunningly beautiful face inches from his own, looking into her earnest, gilded phoenix eyes. His small face flushed bright red, and he lowered his head, saying helplessly:

"Alright... but I'm too young right now. You'll have to wait a few years for me to grow up, big sister."

Sigh! There was no helping it; a debt of gratitude for saving one's life was greater than the heavens. He would just have to sacrifice himself a little.

Sure enough, these noble young ladies really knew how to play; did this... did this count as pre-ordering a child husband?

The smile on Qian Renxue's face froze instantly, and a faint blush rose to her beautiful cheeks as she hurried to explain.

"You misunderstood. I meant that I want you to follow me in the future and be my..."

Halfway through her sentence, she suddenly paused.

Lin Feng's abilities were far too important to her. This powerful support capability was destined to be the most indispensable right-hand man on her path to the summit.

For a moment, she couldn't think of what position to give this eight-year-old child that would keep him firmly and securely by her side.

Lin Feng watched her rare moment of panic, a tiny sliver of disappointment inexplicably rising in his heart.

Actually, offering himself wouldn't have been so bad, after all, such a beautiful Angel God sister...

But then, a thought struck him, and he suddenly snapped back to reality.

Isn't this the perfect opportunity to latch onto a powerful backer and become a god!

If I can follow Qian Renxue, act as her exclusive support, and help her successfully inherit the Angel God position, surely she wouldn't leave her gold-medal support behind when she ascends?

As for becoming a god on his own?

With a support-type Martial Soul, even with the help of a golden finger, his chances of ascending alone were far lower than following this chosen daughter of heaven.

At first, he had considered tagging along with Tang San from the original story, but there were only so many god positions available, and he couldn't guarantee he would get a share in the end.

Moreover, he couldn't let go of Flender and Zhao Wuji; those two treated him exceptionally well, and if he had the chance in the future, he would have to pull those two old fellows up with him.