Qian Renxue: I'm Alive?

"Where is this?"

Qian Renxue slowly opened her beautiful eyes, curiosity flickering in them.

After taking stock of herself, she realized she seemed to still be alive. The heart beating in her chest was proof enough.

"Wasn't I killed by Tang San—"

"You didn't die. This is the Star Dou Great Forest. I'm the one who saved you." Feng Yan cut her off.

Only then did Qian Renxue notice the man standing behind her.

She looked down at her own body and realized she was completely naked, her tender flesh exposed to the gaze of the man before her.

Qian Renxue instinctively covered her private parts. A flicker of panic crossed her eyes, quickly replaced by wariness.

Six golden wings spread from her back, and golden Soul Power formed an opaque shield around her body.

"Who are you?"

Qian Renxue's voice was cold, with a hint of authority. Though she had only just awoken, her pride as the former Angel God wouldn't allow her to show weakness in front of anyone.

"My dear Crown Prince, it's only been a little while. Have you already forgotten me?"

Feng Yan paid no mind to her attitude. After all, he was the one who'd taken advantage of her. Surely she was allowed to be angry.

He'd known Qian Renxue back when she was still disguised as Xue Qinghe.

Back then, Qian Renxue was still the Crown Prince. She'd kept trying to recruit him, a genius with Innate Full Soul Power, sending people to Shrek Academy every few days with gifts and all kinds of cultivation resources.

Feng Yan had naturally accepted the gifts and resources, but he'd never agreed to join her.

Whenever Qian Renxue was about to give up, he'd personally visit the Crown Prince's residence and offer her just enough of a taste to make her think she was about to win him over.

Again and again...

The Crown Prince of a mighty empire had become his personal cash machine.

Whenever he ran short on resources, he'd head straight to the Crown Prince's residence. He could never spend all the Gold Soul Coins, and he'd even gotten his hands on a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone with a fire attribute.

And so...

At the Continental Advanced Soul Master Tournament, he'd ended up with the highest Soul Power Level on the Shrek team.

He'd wielded his fire Martial Soul with astonishing skill, while Little Scumbag, with his Twin Martial Souls, had become little more than a foil. Even Bibi Dong had been impressed, inviting him to join Spirit Hall in front of everyone.

Fortunately, Qian Renxue—the woman he'd messed with by treating her like a Japanese person—had stepped in and gotten him out of the bind.

In the end, Tang San had still taken the blame for everything...

After the tournament, even Ning Fengzhi of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had wanted Ning Rongrong to marry him...

Seeing that, Feng Yan had used the same old trick.

He neither accepted nor rejected the offer...

After he'd extorted a handsome haul of resources, Ning Rongrong, who'd had a crush on him, was overjoyed. In the end, Ning Fengzhi had simply handed over the entire dowry.

After shamelessly accepting the dowry, Feng Yan had promptly disappeared again.

The next time he showed up was more than ten years later, at Jialing Pass. He'd been on the battlefield pretending to be a foot soldier and trying to keep the peace...

So Feng Yan could honestly say that back then, he'd regarded beauty as dirt. Cultivation and godhood had been his only lifelong pursuits.

"I remember now!"

Hearing "my dear Crown Prince" had struck Qian Renxue as familiar. Only one person had ever called her that.

"So it was you, you shameless freeloader!!!"

"If my good teacher hadn't warned me, I might still be completely in the dark!"

Feng Yan shook his head. "My dear Crown Prince, that's not how you should put it."

"Look... didn't I go to all that trouble to bring you back to life?"

"Even the divine medicine needed to revive you was something I went to great lengths to obtain from the God King of Life, at a tremendous cost."

Well... if playing up his sob story counted as a tremendous cost...

Feng Yan added silently.

"God King of Life?"

"You became a god too!"

Qian Renxue immediately caught on and hurriedly asked, "What about Tang San?"

At the thought of Tang San, the hatred in her heart surged uncontrollably.

All she'd wanted was to unify the continent and bring the common people a dawn of hope...

But in the end, Tang San, that treacherous villain, had destroyed her home, her mother, everything she had.

"Little Scumbag is living the good life as a God King in the Divine Realm. He's even planning to turn Douluo Continent into a backyard for the Tang Family."

"And me... I guess I'm the one carrying out Little Scumbag's plan now."

Qian Renxue didn't react strongly. After a moment of silence, she replied:

"So what do we do now?"

Had she figured it out?

When it came to anything besides romance, Qian Renxue really was as sharp as ice.

Seeing that Qian Renxue's expression remained calm, Feng Yan knew she'd realized he and Tang San were at odds.

Otherwise, she wouldn't necessarily have attacked him, but she certainly wouldn't be looking at him so pleasantly.

"What do we do? My goal is to break through to God King. As for you?"

"There are plenty of Evil Soul Masters in this era... Fallen Ones, that is. Do whatever you like with them. Just don't go to the Clear Sky Sect to throw your life away."

As he spoke, Feng Yan took a set of nine-colored clothes from his storage space and tossed it to Qian Renxue.

"My dear Crown Prince, make do with these for now..."

This was the outfit he'd kept as a memento after he and Ning Rongrong were done.

Made by the Nine-Colored Goddess, it had absorbed a great deal of her divine power. It kept the wearer warm in winter and cool in summer, warded off illness, and kept insects away.

For mortals, it was a genuine treasure.

For gods, it was just an ordinary garment.

Though it was steeped in his essence and Ning Rongrong's divine blood, making it a memento of great significance, it was also the only set of women's clothes Feng Yan had...

It wasn't as if he could let Qian Renxue leave naked...

That would make him look like a terrible person, a god who couldn't even spare her a scrap of clothing to cover herself.

Feng Yan watched Qian Renxue put it on without the slightest embarrassment.

He'd made her body with his own hands. As its creator, he was merely checking whether there were any imperfections left to fix.

If even that wasn't allowed, then where was the justice in the world!!!

Only after Qian Renxue had put the outfit on, blushing all the while, did Feng Yan look away.

Then he vanished from the spot.

He still had a lot to do before he went into seclusion to break through.

For instance, sending Gangzi to take Dai Yuhao as his disciple, arranging for Tang San's divine soul to be reincarnated, and, most importantly...

Tang Wutong should be descending to the mortal world soon. He still had to prepare a few safeguards for his precious daughter.

Just in case some Buddha in the heavens decided to make a move.

Qian Renxue stared at the spot where Feng Yan had suddenly vanished and remained silent for a long time.

Feng Yan had just left?

He'd abandoned her alone in this forest?

She looked down at the nine-colored clothes she was wearing. The fabric was soft and shimmering, clearly unlike anything found on Douluo Continent.

Suddenly, as she examined it more closely, Qian Renxue's face turned even redder.

She could sense two different auras, one of them Feng Yan's, and the two were deeply intertwined.

And then there was the fact that these were women's clothes...

"You shameless scoundrel! You actually gave me clothes like these to wear!"

Qian Renxue understood now. Something indescribable had definitely happened while he was wearing this outfit...

But she didn't dwell on it. It would've been far stranger if a grown man had been carrying around a proper set of women's clothes.

"Tang San... just you wait."

"This time, I won't lose again!"