A Kiss Seals Love: Qian Renxue, Betrothal Immortal Herbs Break Level Sixty

Moonlight spilled into the garden, and the evening breeze swept through, carrying a wave of floral fragrance.

Qian Renxue's heart skipped a beat, then suddenly accelerated.

She looked into Qin Yao's purple eyes, which clearly reflected her own panicked and flustered face.

She had received her grandfather's letter long ago.

Regarding this so-called engagement, she had initially been somewhat resistant; after all, the age gap was there, and she bore a heavy responsibility with no heart to spare for other matters.

But now...

Qin Yao had not only seen through all her disguises but had also smoothed over the deepest scars in her heart, breaking into her world in the most overbearing way.

More importantly, he was already a level 51 Soul King at such a young age, possessed an Innate Domain, and carried two Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bones.

This talent, this destiny—looking across the entire continent, who could compare?

Even she herself, as the successor to the Angel God, had been far from reaching such heights at his age.

Proud as Qian Renxue was, she had never believed any peer was worthy of her.

But the Qin Yao before her seemed to be an exception.

After a long silence, Qian Renxue took a deep breath; she had made her choice.

Qian Renxue met Qin Yao's gaze and nodded slowly.

"I am willing."

"I am very satisfied with the husband Grandfather chose for me."

As soon as the words fell, Qin Yao did not wait any longer.

He reached out, gently pinched Qian Renxue's smooth chin, and tilted it upward.

In the reflection of Qian Renxue's suddenly constricted pupils, he lowered his head and kissed her directly.

Mmph!

Qian Renxue's mind went completely blank in an instant.

All she could feel was the warm sensation on her lips and that familiar, overbearing aura.

A long while later, Qin Yao slowly released her.

He looked at Qian Renxue in his arms, her cheeks flushed crimson and her phoenix eyes dazed, and felt in high spirits.

"Sister Xue'er, in the future, I will definitely give you a grand wedding that will be the envy of the entire continent."

Qian Renxue leaned into his embrace, breathing softly; she didn't speak, only nodded.

The atmosphere was perfect, yet Qin Yao suddenly remembered another matter.

He held Qian Renxue, guided her to sit on the stone pavilion bench, and sat down beside her.

"Sister Xue'er, since we have already decided, why don't you stop being an undercover agent?"

Qin Yao frowned:

"You could return to Martial Soul City, or just stay by my side and cultivate properly. I don't want you to continue suffering here."

Hearing this, the daze in Qian Renxue's eyes gradually faded, and she shook her head.

"Xiao Yao, I can't."

"My plan has already reached the final stage; I cannot give up halfway."

She looked at Qin Yao and explained:

"I have been putting a slow-acting poison into the meals of the Heaven Dou Emperor, Xueye, for several years now. This poison is colorless and odorless, difficult for even a Title Douluo to detect, and it only causes his body to wither away day by day. In a few more years, he will die of natural causes."

"By then, as the Crown Prince, I can logically inherit the throne, and the entire Heaven Dou Empire will be within our grasp."

Qin Yao listened and pondered for a moment. He knew Qian Renxue's character; once she decided on something, it was hard for her to turn back.

"Alright then, I won't force you, Sister Xue'er."

Qin Yao held her hand. "In the future, if the sky falls, I will hold it up for you. Whatever you want to do, just go ahead and do it."

A brilliant, heartfelt smile finally appeared on Qian Renxue's face.

She squeezed Qin Yao's hand back and said with a smile: "Actually, there was originally one major flaw in this plan: Dugu Bo, who stays by Prince Xue Xing's side."

"Although the poison I use is subtle, Xueye is, after all, the ruler of a nation and is frequently examined by imperial physicians."

"As time passes, it is inevitable that clues might be discovered. What I feared most was that Prince Xue Xing would ask Dugu Bo to intervene."

"With Dugu Bo's attainments in poisons, he might truly discover something. That would put my plan at risk of exposure."

Having said this, she looked at Qin Yao, her smile even brighter:

"But now, that risk no longer exists."

"Xiao Yao, you subdued Dugu Bo, which is equivalent to helping me patch the final and most critical loophole in my plan. Now, my plan is flawless."

Qin Yao heard this and began to laugh as well.

He knew that Qian Renxue was speaking from the heart; when he had first brought Dugu Bo to heel, he had indeed done so with the intention of helping her.

Watching the confident smile on Qin Yao's face, Qian Renxue felt the sense of security in her heart grow even stronger.

"Xiao Yao, thank you."

Qian Renxue's voice was very soft, her tone carrying a hint of reliance.

"Between us, there is no need for thanks."

Qin Yao reached out and tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear, his fingertips accidentally brushing against her warm, smooth earlobe.

Qian Renxue's body stiffened slightly, and a blush crept across her cheeks once more.

Qin Yao, however, acted as if nothing had happened. With a flick of his wrist, an immortal herb that was translucent white and radiating a soft, holy light appeared in his hand.

"Sister Xue'er, catch."

He handed the immortal herb over to her.

The herb was only about a foot tall, its nine leaves appearing as if carved from white jade. The bud at the top was still closed, yet a holy halo emanated from within, bathing the entire stone pavilion in a faint golden glow.

An aura of light, pure to the extreme, instantly permeated the air.

"This... what is this?"

Qian Renxue's breath hitched sharply.

As the possessor of the Six-Winged Angel martial soul, she was most sensitive to fluctuations in light-attribute energy.

She could clearly feel what a vast and pure source of light energy was contained within this small immortal herb!

This power was even more refined than her own angelic soul power!

"Holy Bright Heart-Cleansing Grass."

Qin Yao's voice was calm, as if he were handing over nothing more than an ordinary flower.

"Great-Grandfather said this is your betrothal gift."

"Be... betrothal gift?"

Qian Renxue held the immortal herb, her hands trembling slightly.

"Its effect is to cleanse the soul, temper the body, and condense the origin of light."

Qin Yao explained, "It will allow your angelic soul power to flow through your limbs and bones, granting you a tremendous boost. For you, it is a perfect match."

Qian Renxue looked up, emotions surging in her beautiful eyes. "It's too precious..."

"It is not," Qin Yao interrupted her. "I said it before: nothing is too precious for my Sister Xue'er."

He stood up, walked to her side, and placed his hands on her shoulders. "Absorb it now; I will guard you."

Qian Renxue looked at him and nodded heavily.

Sitting cross-legged on the stone bench, Qian Renxue swallowed the entire Holy Bright Heart-Cleansing Grass.

The immortal herb melted upon contact, transforming into a warm and vast torrent that instantly surged into her limbs and bones.

Qian Renxue's body jolted violently, and the small Six-Winged Angel mark on her forehead suddenly lit up, blooming with a dazzling golden light.

The soul power within her began to circulate uncontrollably and frantically, and a holy, vast aura erupted from her body, sweeping across the entire back garden.

Qin Yao stood to the side, his purple soul power quietly released to form an invisible barrier around them, locking that aura firmly within the garden.

Time ticked by, second by second.

An hour later.

The golden light on Qian Renxue, who was sitting on the stone bench, suddenly surged, and a powerful wave of soul power shot into the sky, directly breaking through the barrier of the peak Soul King realm!

Level fifty-nine, level sixty!

It was done!

Qian Renxue opened her eyes, feeling the unprecedented power within her, her face filled with surprise and disbelief.

In just one hour, not only had her soul power broken through to level sixty, but she only needed to obtain one more soul ring to officially step into the ranks of the Soul Emperors!

"Xiao Yao, thank you!" Qian Renxue stood up, embraced Qin Yao, and took the initiative to kiss him.