Gu Sheng, How About We Have a Child?

Complex glimmers flickered within the golden eyes of Qian Renxue.

She took a deep breath, drawing back the scattered Angel soul power that had been swirling around her.

"I lost."

Her crisp voice echoed across the empty training grounds, laced with an unmistakable sense of defeat.

Gu Sheng, however, shook his head gently.

Stepping over the shattered obsidian on the ground, he walked straight up to Qian Renxue.

Raising his hand, Gu Sheng softly tucked the golden hair that had been disheveled by the gale behind her ear.

"You didn't lose; at best, this is a draw."

Gu Sheng's tone was calm as he offered his own assessment.

"In that last collision, neither of us was injured, and we didn't inflict any substantial damage on each other, so it naturally cannot be counted as a victory or defeat."

Hearing these soothing words, the tension that had gripped Qian Renxue's nerves instantly dissipated.

A blush quietly climbed onto her fair face.

She knew clearly in her heart that after the Aurora shattered the Angel Holy Sword, if Gu Sheng had not held back, that beam of light would have undoubtedly pierced through her body.

It was clear that the young man before her was intentionally conceding, deliberately sparing her pride.

Qian Renxue was dressed in a form-fitting golden combat suit today; with the distance closed, her stunning figure was revealed in its entirety.

Below her slender, willow-like waist were a pair of long, straight, jade-like legs, their proportions perfect to the extreme.

Even just standing there, her entire being radiated a lethal allure and a breathtaking sense of beauty.

Qian Renxue bit her red lip lightly, eventually nodding to acknowledge the result of a draw.

After calming her emotions, her gaze involuntarily fell upon Gu Sheng.

"What exactly is the origin of the martial soul you used just now?"

Qian Renxue asked, filled with curiosity.

"My Six-Winged Angel is a god-level martial soul, yet in the face of your radiance, it actually developed an instinctual urge to submit."

Gu Sheng smiled openly, hiding nothing.

"It is called Holy Spectrum Puni."

"In terms of status and essence, its antiquity and sanctity far exceed the Angel martial soul inherited by your clan; the two are simply not on the same level."

Upon hearing this explanation, Qian Renxue was immediately struck with shock.

A status far exceeding the Angel martial soul!

She couldn't help but sigh inwardly at how unfathomably deep her husband's foundations truly were.

Watching the look of utter shock on Qian Renxue's face, Gu Sheng was busy contemplating another matter in his mind.

He was well aware that Holy Spectrum Puni was currently still in a sealed state.

Even having awakened only the tip of the iceberg, it already possessed the strength to crush a Soul Saint while punching above its weight class.

If he were to break all the seals in the future, to what shocking and world-shaking level would his strength expand?

However, the conditions for breaking the seals were exceptionally harsh.

He had to endure attacks carrying genuine killing intent to stimulate the origin power of Puni.

Only under the pressure of a life-or-death crisis could the hidden seals be revealed, allowing them to be forcibly shattered by the hands of others.

Thinking of this, Gu Sheng's eyes brightened.

With the ten-thousand-year soul skill "Void," which granted absolute immunity to physical and energy attacks, he was effectively standing in an invincible position.

He had to make a trip to the den of tigers and wolves that was Heaven Dou City.

The enemies and assassinations there would be the perfect whetstone for him to break through the seals of his martial soul.

Gathering his thoughts, Gu Sheng refocused his gaze on the beauty before him.

He opened his arms and pulled Qian Renxue into an embrace.

The sudden intimacy caused Qian Renxue's body to stiffen slightly.

But soon, she relaxed completely, submissively burying her slightly warm cheek into Gu Sheng's broad chest.

Feeling the scent wafting from his skin, the lingering sense of defeat in Qian Renxue's heart vanished into thin air.

"The matter of going to Heaven Dou City is settled."

Gu Sheng rested his chin on her hair, his voice gentle.

"With me by your side, even if the sky falls, I will hold it up for you; I will guard you for a lifetime."

Listening to this sincere promise, Qian Renxue felt a massive surge of warmth rise from the depths of her heart.

Her eyes suddenly grew hot, and her nose tingled with a sharp ache.

In all her years, no one had ever spoken such firm, protective words to her before.

The two embraced tightly, the affection between them heating up rapidly in this moment.

Deep within the shadows of the clouds.

Bibi Dong took in the entire scene unfolding on the training grounds below.

The fingers gripping her scepter trembled slightly, and her bewitching purple eyes flickered with an incredibly complex light.

There was wariness, there was scrutiny, and there was also an anomaly she herself had not yet perceived.

"Hmph."

A faint, cold snort dissipated into the wind.

Bibi Dong did not linger, her figure flickering as she vanished directly into the void.

High above on the other side, Qian Daoliu stroked his graying beard.

Watching the young man and woman embracing below, the Great Elder's aged face was filled with a gratified smile before he, too, turned and stepped away.

The night was deep within the Martial Soul Hall palace.

On the ornate brocade bed, soft gauze curtains swayed in the breeze.

Qian Renxue leaned against Gu Sheng's shoulder, her fingers tracing circles on his solid chest.

"Gu Sheng, why don't we... have a child?"

Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's hum, yet it carried a deep sense of longing.

Going undercover in Heaven Dou City meant life and death were uncertain; she wanted to leave a bloodline for herself, and for Gu Sheng.

Hearing this, Gu Sheng turned his head and cupped her beautiful face in his hands.

"Alright, whatever you wish."

The atmosphere on the large bed instantly turned scorching hot.

A long while later.

Qian Renxue gasped for air, her smooth forehead covered in a fine layer of fragrant sweat.

"No more..."

She pushed weakly against Gu Sheng's chest, shaking her head repeatedly to beg for mercy.

"Your physical stamina is just too terrifying; I truly surrender."

Gu Sheng grinned, his face full of mischief.

"You were the one who made the request just now; want to run away now? It's too late."

Ignoring Qian Renxue's feeble protests, Gu Sheng pressed forward once more.

As the gauze curtains swayed, they only vaguely revealed half of a fair, jade-like leg.

Those crystal-clear jade feet were tensed straight, the toes curling slightly from the exertion.

It had to be said that Qian Renxue's perfect body proportions radiated a breathtaking allure under the moonlight.

It wasn't until the second half of the night that an exhausted Qian Renxue fell into a deep sleep.

Even in her dreams, her exquisite, beautiful face remained flushed with satisfaction.

The next morning.

Two inconspicuous carriages drove out of Martial Soul City, speeding toward the direction of the Heaven Dou Empire.

Several days later, Heaven Dou City, Crown Prince's Eastern Palace.

Sandalwood incense curled through the vast study.

Qian Renxue had long since put away her feminine softness, using the Angel Skull to disguise herself as the Crown Prince, Xue Qinghe.

Gu Sheng had changed into a black martial outfit, transforming into the Crown Prince's personal guard.

On the wide desk, government memorials submitted from various regions were piled as high as a mountain.

Qian Renxue sat upright in the large chair, holding a cinnabar brush, reviewing the official documents with focused concentration.

Gu Sheng stood quietly to the side, arms crossed over his sword, his gaze constantly monitoring the surroundings as he dutifully played the role of a protector.