Qian Renxue Blushed, Qin Feng Teased!

Dugu Yan was full of pride, as if she were the one being praised.

Ye Lingling watched Qin Feng quietly, ripples forming in her beautiful eyes.

After reading the imperial decree, Xue Qinghe looked at Qin Feng and made a "please" gesture.

"Teacher Qin, my father has prepared a private villa for you at the Crown Prince Mansion."

"There are some questions regarding martial soul fusion that I would like to consult you about right now."

Qin Feng looked at this "Crown Prince" disguised as a man before him and chuckled inwardly.

This little vixen, she really plays the part well.

"Since Your Highness is so eager to learn, I shall not decline."

Qin Feng nodded and followed Xue Qinghe out of the Education Committee.

Crown Prince Mansion, study.

After dismissing the attendants, only Qin Feng and Xue Qinghe remained in the room.

Xue Qinghe relaxed her composed princely demeanor slightly; she walked to the desk and personally poured a cup of tea for Qin Feng.

"Teacher... Qin."

"I wonder how you intend to teach me?"

Xue Qinghe looked at Qin Feng, her eyes hiding a touch of inquiry and anticipation.

Her trip today was a pretext; the official appointment was fake, and observing this guy who writes a diary up close was the real goal.

Qin Feng sat carelessly on the grand armchair, looking at Xue Qinghe's flawless, handsome face.

It had to be said, Qian Renxue's disguise technique was truly impressive; even the Adam's apple looked incredibly lifelike.

"Teach you?"

Qin Feng smiled, stood up, and naturally raised his hand, intending to pat Xue Qinghe on the shoulder to show closeness, just as one would with an ordinary brother.

"Don't worry, since I've become your teacher, I will certainly..."

Whoosh!

Before Qin Feng's hand could land, Xue Qinghe recoiled two meters back in an instant, as if she were a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

The movement was so fast it even left a trail of afterimages.

Qin Feng's hand froze in mid-air, looking completely bewildered.

"Your Highness, what kind of movement technique is that? Why such a huge reaction?"

Xue Qinghe stood by the bookshelf, her back against it, her chest heaving violently.

That face, which had been calm just a moment ago, was now flushed bright red.

She stared fixedly at Qin Feng's hand, her mind filled with that line from the diary—"patting the chest and calling him buddy."

This guy...

He definitely had bad intentions just now!

If she had let him land that pat, would her disguise even hold up?

Is a girl's advantage so easily taken!

"Ahem... that."

Xue Qinghe adjusted her collar in embarrassment and forced an explanation:

"I have practiced martial arts since childhood, so I have some instinctive stress reactions to close proximity."

"Please forgive me, Teacher Qin."

Qin Feng gave her a strange look.

Instinctive reaction?

I didn't even emit any killing intent, what the hell are you reacting to?

However, thinking of the fact that she was Qian Renxue, Qin Feng roughly guessed the reason and found it even more amusing.

"Fine, since Your Highness doesn't like physical contact, let's get straight to the point."

Qin Feng flipped his wrist.

Thud!

A thick book slammed heavily onto the desk.

It was none other than the Compendium of Douluo Continent Martial Soul Theory Revision and Evolution rewarded by the system.

"These are some insights I summarized in my spare time."

"You can take a look first."

Xue Qinghe walked forward, half-doubting, and picked up the book.

As she flipped open the first page, her pupils contracted violently.

[On the Three Possibilities of Martial Soul Quality Evolution and Their Correlation with Divine Substance]

[Methods for Purifying the Light Attribute of the Angel Martial Soul]

[Recalculation Formulas for the Limits of Spirit Ring Age Tolerance]

How could this be mere notes?

This was nothing short of a bible capable of overturning the entire Spirit Master world!

In particular, the few annotations regarding the Angel Martial Soul, though brief, struck directly at the core of the matter, even resolving cultivation bottlenecks that had plagued Qian Renxue for years.

Xue Qinghe's hands trembled slightly.

She raised her head, looking at Qin Feng in shock.

"This... did you write all of this?"

Qin Feng leaned back in his chair, crossing his legs with a calm and indifferent expression.

"Just scribbled it down to pass the time."

"How about it? Am I qualified to be your teacher?"

Xue Qinghe took a deep breath, calming the raging storm within her heart.

She had originally intended only to use Qin Feng and incidentally farm some Diary System rewards.

But now, she realized she had been wrong.

This man was unfathomable.

"Enough... more than enough."

Xue Qinghe closed the book, her gaze toward Qin Feng holding less calculation and more genuine admiration.

For the next hour.

Qin Feng began to explain the theories in the book to Xue Qinghe.

Although Qin Feng spoke with great seriousness, Xue Qinghe remained somewhat distracted.

Because the two were sitting far too close.

To point out the content in the book, Qin Feng would sometimes lean over, his warm breath brushing against her ear, making her feel entirely ill at ease.

Furthermore, her mind was filled with those shameful words from the diary.

Things like "wife," and "holding her in my arms to cherish."

Whenever she thought of these, and then looked at Qin Feng's profile so close at hand, Qian Renxue felt her face burning and her heart pounding like thunder.

She finally managed to endure until the lesson ended.

Xue Qinghe felt as though the clothes on her back were soaked through with sweat.

"Um... Teacher Qin."

Xue Qinghe stood up, not daring to meet Qin Feng's eyes again.

"I have learned a great deal today, but theory is, after all, just theory."

"Heaven Dou City is incredibly prosperous; I wonder if Teacher Qin would be interested in strolling around with me?"

"It would be a way for Qinghe to fulfill the duties of a host."

This was a decision Qian Renxue had made after careful consideration.

With something like the Diary System, one had to have more contact and interaction to trigger rewards.

Since Qin Feng was so capable, she had to keep him firmly in her grasp.

Even if... even if it meant sacrificing a little of her appearance to accompany him on a stroll, it was worth it.

Qin Feng raised an eyebrow.

A stroll?

Did this count as a date?

"Sure."

A playful smile tugged at the corners of Qin Feng's mouth. "Since His Highness the Crown Prince has extended the invitation, let's go."

Just as the two left the Crown Prince Mansion and headed toward the most bustling street in Heaven Dou City.

On the other side.

The news that Yu Xiaogang's title of "Grandmaster of Theory" was a joke had already spread like wildfire throughout all of Heaven Dou City.

Inside a remote inn.

Bang!

A teacup was smashed violently against the floor.

Yu Xiaogang's face was livid, his chest heaving violently, his already rigid features now twisted into a terrifying expression.

"Rumors! These are nothing but rumors!"

"My theories are invincible! What does that Qin Feng know? He's just a brat who got lucky!"

"How dare he humiliate me like this!"

Flender and Zhao Wuji, standing to the side, sighed, not knowing how to offer comfort.

Facts speak louder than words; Qin Feng had won, so whatever he said was deemed correct.

In the corner of the room.

Tang San sat in the shadows, head bowed, saying nothing.

Yet, the aura radiating from him was exceptionally gloomy.

Xiao Wu had gone out early this morning, saying she was going shopping with Rongrong and Zhuqing, and she still hadn't returned.

In the past, Xiao Wu would always tell him where she was going, but lately, she seemed to be growing increasingly distant toward him.

This feeling of losing control made Tang San feel panicked.

But for now, he had more important things to do.