Tang San, You Have Courted Death

After spending a little more tender time with Qian Renxue, Yun Chen returned to his room and lit the night lamp. This so-called night lamp was nothing more than a candle.

"Ugh, feudal society really is inconvenient."

"If only we had the technology from Douluo 3."

After venting, Yun Chen lay back down on the bed and carefully considered what he had gained today.

I still need more practice with my domain and first soul skill, as well as the external soul bone, Dark Gold Terrorclaw. I haven't used that skill yet.

But the most important thing is that Qian Renxue came clean about her identity. Hmm... it feels like our relationship has taken another step forward.

Now... it's more like... more...

Halfway through the thought, Yun Chen suddenly got stuck. He did not know how to describe it.

More like... siblings, perhaps... but also somewhat different. I seem to have an inexplicable possessiveness toward her, and she seems to feel the same toward me.

This was the answer Yun Chen arrived at after confronting his own heart.

When Yun Chen asked that question at the end, he had not merely been deliberately responding to Qian Renxue. Genuine possessiveness had risen in his heart, which was why he had asked it.

Qian Renxue's final answer truly delighted him. She had agreed with him—he was her one and only.

Of course, she would also be his one and only.

Qian Renxue...

Yun Chen actually felt that he was being a little shameless. He had only known her for a few days, yet he was already thinking about all this. Right now, in front of Qian Renxue, he was still just a child.

Maybe she was merely humoring a child.

But... what if?

Even if there is a chance, it's not something you can think about right now. You're just a little brat. Wake up, young man!

Yun Chen's mind was currently nothing but his left and right brains fighting each other.

"No matter what, I need to become stronger. Though I like living off a rich woman, I can't actually be that weak."

"After all, you can slack off, but you can't truly be useless."

"Right now, I've got the advantage of being close to her. With the emotional foundation I've built, once I grow up a little more, maybe I really can..."

Yun Chen stopped halfway through, but judging from his expression, he was clearly fantasizing in his heart.

If he truly wanted to be with Qian Renxue, a simple dependent relationship would not do. After all, as a man, he had to show his strong side.

Just like a lion king—perhaps you did not fight often, but you had to possess the strength to protect your pride and the one you loved.

Ah, Tang San and Tang San. There's really no helping that. I honestly don't want to go against you, but who asked me to be Qian Renxue's regent?

For the sake of my love, and so I can live off a rich woman better in the future, I can only wrong you, Tang San...

Tang San, I hereby declare that you have courted death!

Yun Chen naturally had his own confidence in thinking this way. First, he already had Spirit Hall behind him. Second, his martial soul and talent were absurdly powerful.

Most importantly, there was this third point.

Yun Chen had more or less figured out the timeline. In the original work, Qian Renxue should have been nine or ten years older than Tang San.

Qian Renxue was now fifteen, while Yun Chen was six.

The two were nine years apart.

Then it was obvious that Yun Chen and Tang San should be the same age, or Yun Chen might be slightly older.

Since this was the timeline, Yun Chen could completely snatch many of the opportunities Tang San would encounter during his future growth ahead of time.

He could even trip Tang San up a little beforehand.

"The Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well... I can ask Qian Renxue about this. First, I'll get an illustrated guide to immortal herbs, then make contact with Dugu Bo. There's still time."

"If that doesn't work, I'll report it directly to the Hall of Worship and take control of the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. It absolutely cannot be left for Tang San."

Reporting it to the Hall of Worship would, firstly, raise the strength of the various worshippers, which would benefit Yun Chen as well. After all, to be honest, Yun Chen belonged to the Hall of Worship faction.

Secondly, it would also prevent Bibi Dong from acquiring the immortal herbs to a certain extent. Bibi Dong was not someone easy to get along with. If she truly obtained the immortal herbs and became a god ahead of time, who knew what she might do?

Don't let Bibi Dong become a god, unify the entire continent, and then turn Yu Xiaogang into the true number-one theoretical master in the world.

That would be quite the joke.

"Let me think... what other resources did Tang San have in the early stages?"

Yun Chen had already sat up and leaned against the headboard, his fingers unconsciously rubbing together.

"There's also the Blue Silver Emperor, and that soul bone."

Yun Chen's eyes lit up. The soul bone Tang San's mother had left behind was simply too tempting. After all, it was a hundred-thousand-year soul bone.

If he took Tang San's mother away and nurtured her, letting Ah Yin claim the Blue Silver Emperor bloodline in advance, then Tang San would not be able to evolve, would he?

Yun Chen's eyes instantly brightened. He only felt as though inspiration was bursting forth, his thoughts clearer than ever.

"But I still need to kill with a borrowed knife. I need to find a way to make Spirit Hall wipe out Tang Hao."

"And while I'm at it, obtain the Blue Silver Emperor and that hundred-thousand-year soul bone."

"If possible, it would be best to take Tang San out as well. Of course, if that can't be done, then forget it."

Yun Chen wasn't sure whether the plot had some kind of self-correcting force. Logically speaking, a protagonist like Tang San was an indestructible cockroach—at least in the early stages, there would be no chance to kill him.

"And Xiao Wu, that rabbit—a hundred-thousand-year soul ring."

"Though its attributes aren't quite suitable for me, it's still a hundred-thousand-year soul ring and a hundred-thousand-year soul bone. There's definitely no harm in capturing her."

For the moment, that was all Yun Chen could think of. Of course, he still needed to carefully consider the detailed plan. After all, this involved the main protagonists of the original Douluo story. One careless move, and he could end up with a lifelong regret.

More importantly, Yun Chen himself lacked the ability to wipe out Tang Hao and Tang San. At most, he could only kill with a borrowed knife.

"Sigh, if only I'd awakened a system and become invincible the moment I transmigrated here."

"Why would I need to think about so much then? I could just slaughter my way through everything, marry Qian Renxue, and reach the peak of life. Why would I need to scheme?"

Of course, Yun Chen could only fantasize about such things. He was simply unlucky—he had transmigrated here without awakening the standard-issue system.

While Yun Chen was caught in an internal struggle, Qian Renxue was not at peace either.

Alone, she gazed up at the moonlit sky and fell into deep thought.

Of course, there was something slightly off about the way she was deep in thought, because Qian Renxue's cheeks were now flushed red, her eyes unfocused as though she were drunk.

She felt that she had truly lost her composure today, actually saying such things to that little Yun Chen.

That unusual possessiveness, along with her jealousy, really should not have appeared in someone as rational as her.

"Sigh, Qian Renxue, Qian Renxue, how could you be like this... You'll scare little Yun Chen."

Didn't you already have special feelings for him? And little Yun Chen responded to you too. What's so bad about that?

But he's only a child. He's still so young, and I'm nine years older than him.

So what if it's nine years? The two of you are bound to become Titled Douluo in the future. You might even become gods. Age isn't a problem at all.

And didn't you see it? The way little Yun Chen looks at you also carries possessiveness. He likes you too.

He's just a child. What does he know about liking someone?

That's exactly why it's good. You can directly nurture his feelings for you.

Within Qian Renxue's mind, an angel and a demon were waging war, but in the end, the demon clearly gained the upper hand.

After remaining silent for a while, Qian Renxue suddenly threw herself onto the bed and pulled the blanket over her face, burying herself beneath the covers like an ostrich.

However, this night was destined to be sleepless.

Wouldn't raising him as a child husband do?