Wild Little Kitten, Do You Want to Come Home With Me

The gloomy Star Dou Great Forest was filled with swaying tree shadows and swirling mist. The occasional roars and cries of beasts only added to the terrifying atmosphere.

A hunt was unfolding within the forest!

The one being hunted was a girl with a stunning figure. She wore tight leather gear designed for combat, which simultaneously showcased her hot, sexy physique.

Her icy, cold, and beautiful face featured heterochromatic eyes—one green and one blue. She bit her lip, her expression resolute and determined.

Two yellow soul rings bloomed around her, and under their enhancement, her speed reached its limit.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The sound of air being torn apart rang out. Several arrows pierced through the air, aiming directly for the girl's vital points.

The girl's lithe body moved with agility and grace; she performed an incredible twist in mid-air, narrowly avoiding the lethal strikes.

Even so, her arms and thighs were grazed.

Five black-clad figures quickly darted out from the shadows in the distance.

"She's injured, hurry and catch her!"

"As expected of a young lady from the Zhu Clan. This agility, this reaction, and that face, that body... she's truly too beautiful. It would be a pity to kill her outright. Before she dies, why don't we brothers have some fun? We'll leave you a whole corpse afterward!"

"She doesn't have to be alive. Even if she dies, we brothers can still take advantage while she's warm!"

"..."

Amidst the lewd, evil laughter, a layer of frost covered Zhu Zhuqing's beautiful face. She would rather die than fall into the hands of these men.

In such a moment of crisis, it was, of course, time for a hero to make an entrance.

A hero saving a beauty!

That was an essential, must-experience rite of passage for anyone transmigrating to another world.

A sharp whistling sound echoed as a figure descended from the sky.

The air was torn asunder with a thunderous blast.

With a bang, one of the five black-clad men hadn't even reacted before his head was smashed by a staff, bursting open like a watermelon.

The figure then swung the staff horizontally. The long staff, imbued with the force of a thousand jun, landed on the other four men amidst their horrified gazes.

Crack—

The sound of breaking bones rang out continuously. The four men shrieked as they were sent flying; some stopped breathing mid-scream, while others gasped their final, shallow breaths, clearly beyond saving.

In an instant, the five black-clad men were wiped out.

Zhu Zhuqing, who had been fleeing ahead, stopped in her tracks and looked back.

She saw her savior: black hair, black eyes, and a handsome face. He wore a black robe over his tall, straight frame, which only made his heroic bearing more prominent.

He held a red long staff, about two meters long and as thick as a baby's arm. Dragon-shaped patterns were engraved on the staff, looking almost alive.

Zhu Zhuqing only glanced at it before feeling a sense of oppression in her chest. It was the suppression of a low-level martial soul by a high-level one.

More importantly, the youth, who looked no more than twelve or thirteen years old, had four soul rings rhythmically circling his body.

Yellow! Purple! Purple! Black!

Zhu Zhuqing's small mouth fell open, her mind going blank. She could not understand how such a soul ring configuration could exist; it completely shattered common sense.

A thousand-year second ring!

A ten-thousand-year fourth ring!

A youth with this soul ring configuration was, of course, no ordinary person.

His name was Qiangu Aoshi!

He was the son of Spirit Hall's Sixth Worshiper, Qianjun Douluo, and Seventh Worshiper, Demon-Subduing Douluo.

Although he wasn't born in the normal way, Qianjun Douluo and Demon-Subduing Douluo treated him as their own, naming him Qiangu Aoshi and regarding him completely as their successor.

He had awakened Twin Martial Souls, both of which were Coiling Dragon Staves!

As a transmigrator, he also had a gift from Earth Mother: defeating enemies could drop soul power, soul rings, soul bones, and martial souls.

For instance, right now!

Within Qiangu Aoshi's line of sight, the five black-clad men he had just killed had dropped a pile of milky-white light orbs, soul rings in white, yellow, and purple, and five low-quality martial souls.

The drop rate is actually pretty high. But these soul rings and martial souls are tasteless to eat but a waste to discard. I'll just let them dissipate on their own.

Qiangu Aoshi walked over and only collected the milky-white light orbs. The soul power scurried through his meridians like little mice.

As long as he circulated his meditation technique to refine them, this soul power would merge with his own.

Qiangu Aoshi was twelve years old and already possessed 50 levels of soul power, all thanks to this golden finger.

Previously in Spirit Hall, although he could not casually kill his own people, he had two Worshiper fathers. By using a little of their authority, he had privately executed many fallen soul masters captured by the law enforcement teams.

By absorbing and refining the soul power that dropped, Qiangu Aoshi had reached 50 levels of soul power at such a young age.

"Hoo—"

After collecting all the milky-white light orbs, Qiangu Aoshi turned back to look at Zhu Zhuqing, a flash of astonishment in his eyes.

She was truly worthy of being the imperial tribute of the Star Luo Empire; the Star Luo Zhu Clan lived up to its reputation.

That milk supply looked quite tempting.

If he brought her home, she would definitely be able to feed a child, and of course, she wouldn't leave him hungry either.

Qiangu Aoshi put away his Coiling Dragon Staff, and his yellow, purple, purple, and black soul rings dissipated into the air.

He walked toward Zhu Zhuqing with a devil-may-care smile.

"Wild little kitten, do you want to come home with me?"

"My house has a very large room and a very soft bed. I believe you will definitely like it!"

"Be my pet, and I will protect you from now on."

Zhu Zhuqing recovered from her shock. She had originally wanted to thank him, but upon hearing Qiangu Aoshi's teasing words, her beautiful face was once again covered in frost.

"Hmph, lecher! You're just like them. Men are all trash!"

Zhu Zhuqing flashed away, turning into a black shadow. With a few leaps, she quickly departed.

A moment later!

Twelve figures rapidly converged from all corners of the forest.

Four wore red robes, and eight wore black robes. Every one of them possessed an extraordinary aura, exuding the dignity of those who had long held high positions.

They arrived before Qiangu Aoshi and bowed in unison.

"Young Master Aoshi!"

Qiangu Aoshi couldn't possibly have come to hunt soul beasts alone.

What was his status?

How could he enter the Star Dou Great Forest alone like a lone wolf!

He naturally had guards by his side.

Four Red-Robed Bishops of Spirit Hall and eight Black-Robed Bishops of Spirit Hall.

That was four Soul Saints and eight Soul Emperors.

Being able to command so many powerhouses to work for him showed just how high Qiangu Aoshi's status in Spirit Hall was.

Qiangu Aoshi raised his hand in a gesture for them to rise.

"Everyone, get up. I will need to trouble you all for the continued search for soul beasts."

"Split into groups as you please. One Red-Robed Bishop will lead two Black-Robed Bishops to continue searching the Star Dou Great Forest for the soul beasts I want."

"Once you find a soul beast, send a signal immediately and wait for me to handle it personally."

These Red-Robed and Black-Robed Bishops had already been searching the surrounding area for soul beasts, and they had only come to investigate because they heard the sounds of battle.

Hearing Qiangu Aoshi's words, they all accepted the order in unison:

"Rest assured, Young Master Aoshi, leave it to us."

Qiangu Aoshi nodded and looked in the direction Zhu Zhuqing had left.

We will meet again sooner or later.