Chapter Forty-Seven: Wanting to Remember Humiliation

Qian Renxue took a deep breath, temporarily shelving the problem and forcing herself to stop thinking about it.

She moved her body with extreme caution, doing her best to ignore the faint chill below, and stepped onto the soft carpet with her bare feet, inching toward the door.

She reached out, pressed her hand against the door, and pushed with all her might.

It didn't budge.

An invisible domain covered the entire door, freezing both the door and its frame in a state that could not be shaken.

Time had been stopped.

This domain locked the door in the very moment it had been closed, and no external force could make it move.

Despite having anticipated this, Qian Renxue's heart still sank.

No matter what thoughts, plans, or contingencies she had, if she couldn't get out, everything was just empty talk.

She stood before the door for a moment, her hand clutching the hem of her robe, clenching and releasing, releasing and clenching.

Finally, she took a deep breath. With one hand, she held the collar of her robe tight against her chest to prevent the noticeably oversized garment from slipping further, while her other hand hung at her side. Barefoot, she walked across the carpet, step by step, until she stood before Jiang Ci'an.

She stared at the strange youth in front of her. The shame and anger in her cyan eyes had vanished, replaced by a cold composure.

"What are your terms?"

Jiang Ci'an, who had just equipped another piece of the Angel Divine Set and was contemplating how to fuse the final Torso Bone, paused and turned to look at Qian Renxue.

"What terms?"

Qian Renxue watched him, speaking earnestly.

"What terms do you require to let me go? Wealth? Status? Or something else? As long as you are willing to release me, I will satisfy any condition you set. You know the Angel Divine Set is on me, so you must also know my identity. I have the capability to fulfill my promises; I am not speaking empty words."

Qian Renxue's tone was resolute.

If this person had come solely for the Angel Divine Set, he could have simply killed her to save time and effort. After all, to dare act this way while knowing her identity meant he was clearly confident in dealing with her grandfather.

Yet he hadn't; he had spared her life. Therefore, this person must have some ulterior motive.

As long as the other party wanted something, she still had a glimmer of hope.

Wealth, power, resources, connections—as the Saintess of Martial Soul Hall, what she possessed was certainly enough to satisfy the appetites of the vast majority of people.

She wasn't afraid of negotiating terms; she was afraid of the other party wanting nothing at all.

Hearing this, Jiang Ci'an understood what the Angel lady meant. He shifted his attention back to the Torso Bone in front of him and shook his head.

"Don't worry, no terms are needed. I'm just staying here for a while, and I'll be gone soon. Once I leave, everything will return to normal."

Qian Renxue paused slightly.

This guy meant that he would leave, wouldn't silence her, and wouldn't do anything excessive to her, but...

"What do you mean by 'return to normal'? And my appearance—are you planning to just walk away and leave me like this?"

Jiang Ci'an gave Qian Renxue a strange look.

Why do you make it sound like I'm some scumbag who abandons his lover after having his way with her?

He shook his head and explained.

"After I leave, the Angel Divine Set will return to your possession, you will revert to your original appearance, and you can continue your plan to usurp the Heaven Dou throne. You won't be affected in any way."

After all, once he left the Virtual World, everything within it would reset, and everything would naturally return to its proper track.

Qian Renxue hesitated.

She instinctively distrusted this explanation. "Everything will return to normal after I leave"—it sounded far too unbelievable.

But looking at the youth's indifferent demeanor, she felt a bit uncertain.

After a moment of hesitation, she asked tentatively.

"Really?"

"Naturally."

Jiang Ci'an nodded. "In fact, you won't even remember anything that happened today, as if I had never been here at all."

Qian Renxue's pupils contracted slightly.

She stared at Jiang Ci'an, her entire body instantly becoming guarded and alert, like a cat ready to hiss.

"You intend to tamper with my mind? To delete my memories?"

Spirit-type soul masters capable of tampering with others' memories were rare in the soul master world, but they were not non-existent.

She knew that some spirit-type soul masters enjoyed tampering with people's consciousness at will, turning others into human puppets to be toyed with.

Although most of these people were wanted by Martial Soul Hall and became fallen ones, those who were turned into puppets could rarely recover, destined to spend the rest of their lives in a daze.

If this person truly possessed such an ability and planted something malicious in her mind, wouldn't she become his plaything?

The mere thought of being manipulated as she had been just moments ago made her resist with every fiber of her being.

Those sensations, that sense of powerlessness, that feeling of being stripped bare and peered into...

If even her memories were to be tampered with, she wouldn't even know someone had meddled with her, and she wouldn't even have the consciousness to resist.

If that were truly the case, she might as well be dead.

Watching the Angel Miss retreat two steps in full defensive mode, Jiang Ci'an shook his head.

"Rest assured, I won't do anything to you; it's just that I am somewhat unique."

"After I leave, you won't remember what happened today. It won't be tampered with, nor will it be deleted; you will simply forget."

"Isn't that still tampering with my memory?"

Qian Renxue couldn't help but raise her voice slightly.

Jiang Ci'an blinked, his gaze toward Qian Renxue filled with a touch more curiosity.

He looked thoughtfully at the Angel Miss standing barefoot on the carpet, one hand clutching her collar, her cyan eyes filled with wariness and stubbornness. He remained silent for a moment, then asked:

"Do you not wish to forget everything that happened today?"

Qian Renxue paused slightly.

She did not answer immediately.

She had to admit that everything that happened today was truly too terrible.

Being frozen in time, having her disguise torn away, being seen through completely by this guy, being handled at will by those hands, having her spirit bone taken, and then ending up in this state...

Humiliation.

Utter and complete humiliation.

But, "I don't want to."

Qian Renxue looked at Jiang Ci'an, her voice not loud, but very firm.

Although these memories were overly humiliating, they were still her experiences.

She did not want to forget; in fact, she felt she should remember them even more clearly, to firmly imprint this sense of powerlessness where she had no strength to resist.

Only by remembering it always would she avoid repeating the same mistakes in the future.

Jiang Ci'an looked at Qian Renxue, those golden eyes flickering slightly, and his originally somewhat casual gaze became quite intrigued.

He curled the corners of his lips slightly and nodded.

"That's what you said."

His tone was relaxed, carrying a hint of a smile.

"I will definitely make sure you remember everything that happened today."

"..."

Qian Renxue blinked.

She looked at the smile on Jiang Ci'an's face, her throat bobbing slightly. She felt that something was suddenly wrong and couldn't help but take another step back.

Why did she have such an...

Ominous premonition?