Rescuing Ning Rongrong

The instant Chen Jue heard those words, his face darkened like storm clouds gathering before a tempest.

Rongrong had a support-type martial soul, and her level was lower than theirs. If she fell into their hands, the consequences would be unthinkable.

At that thought, Chen Jue's aura surged like an enraged gale, growing fiercer and fiercer until the passersby around him shuddered with fear.

They hurried out of his way, terrified of being caught in that sudden surge of pressure.

"Which way did they go?"

A trace of unquestionable authority filled Chen Jue's voice, making the passerby, who was already stumbling over his words in fright, even more nervous.

"I... I think they... went that way!"

The passerby pointed in one direction with a trembling finger.

Without a moment's hesitation, Chen Jue shot in that direction like an arrow released from its bow.

Now, with every second he delayed, Rongrong might...

"Help! Brother Chen Jue, help! Sob, sob!"

Ning Rongrong sobbed as though her heart were being torn apart.

"There's no Brother Chen Jue here. There's only Brother Bu Le! Hahahaha!"

"Stop screaming. You can scream all you want once we're in bed! Hahahaha!"

"Listen to that voice. Just imagine how good it'll feel later! Hahahaha!"

Their depraved, lecherous laughter rang out, plunging Ning Rongrong into utter despair.

Would Brother Chen Jue come?

Did he know where I was?

Was I really going to fall prey to these three perverts?

No!!!

Even if I died, I couldn't let them defile me!

"Ow!"

Feeling the sack hit the ground, Ning Rongrong immediately scrambled out, ready to run.

But with the little lamb already at their mouths, how could Bu Le and his companions let her escape?

They immediately surrounded her.

Ning Rongrong feigned composure as she scanned her surroundings.

Only then did she realize they had brought her somewhere utterly deserted.

"Do you three know who I am?"

"Sob... I'm the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect-Ning Rongrong! If you dare touch me, you'll all die!"

Ning Rongrong mustered her courage and spoke.

The three exchanged glances, but none of the fear Ning Rongrong had expected appeared on their faces.

Instead, they broke into lecherous laughter.

"So you're a little princess! But... once we're done playing with you, we'll kill you! Who'll know we did it? Hahaha!"

Just as they were about to touch the hem of Ning Rongrong's clothes, a merciless voice, seemingly laden with a thousand years of frost, suddenly thundered through the silence.

"Move-and-die!"

Each word struck their hearts like a sledgehammer, accompanied by a surging wave of murderous intent, piercing and bitter as a winter wind.

That chill enveloped the three in an instant. Their lust and desire froze, replaced by boundless terror and panic.

Their eyes widened, anger and shock intertwining like flames blazing in their depths.

After all, no one wanted an unexpected interruption just as they were about to get their wish.

The three, led by Tianya, now stared with venom and viciousness in their eyes.

They fixed their gazes on Chen Jue, as though they wanted to tear him apart alive.

Fuck! That almost scared me limp!

"Who the hell are you, brat? You dare interrupt our fun? Looking to die?"

"I'll give you one chance. Leave an arm behind, then get lost!"

"Scram! I still have to..."

Faced with their brazen mockery and jeers, Chen Jue remained silent.

Then he lowered himself onto one knee and looked at Ning Rongrong apologetically, his eyes reddening.

He should have gone with her back then... He should never have left her here alone!

None of Ning Rongrong's usual charm or liveliness remained on her face. There was only emptiness and despair.

Yet tear tracks lingered at the corners of her eyes like withered petals, silently telling of her grief and helplessness.

She was, after all, the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, always cherished like a pearl in the palm. When had she ever faced anything like this?

When Ning Rongrong caught sight of Chen Jue, it was as though she had finally found a long-lost safe harbor.

She immediately rushed forward and hugged him tightly, tears falling like pearls from a broken string.

"Brother Chen Jue!"

Her voice brimmed with hurt and fear.

"Why did you only come now? I was so scared, so scared of losing you... Sob!"

"Sob, sob!"

Her heart-rending sobs were the release of someone who had survived a disaster.

Her warm, soft body nestled into his arms, and her distinctive fragrance drifted to his nose.

He gently held Ning Rongrong's delicate body, stroking her smooth back as he soothed her softly.

"I came too late. I'll make them pay for you right now!"

"Be careful. I can tell those three are pretty strong! There should be two Soul Kings and one Soul Ancestor!"

Ning Rongrong spoke worriedly.

Although she knew Chen Jue had defeated Zhao Wuji before, Zhao Wuji clearly had not been serious then.

Otherwise, winning would not have been easy for Chen Jue!

Facing two Soul Kings and a Soul Ancestor, she was still somewhat worried.

But her worries were clearly unnecessary!

"All right! I'll be careful!"

Then he draped his own clothes over Ning Rongrong!

She felt the lingering warmth and distinctive scent of his clothes.

She gazed at his broad back, which made her feel so safe!

Her restless, frightened heart instantly settled!

It was so good to have him.

"Tell me, how would you like to die?"

Chen Jue regarded the three coldly, scrutinizing them like the god of death.

"Buddy! Get this straight. Three against one-we have the advantage!"

Tianya answered with utter disdain.

After all, in his eyes, Chen Jue was already a dead man for daring to interrupt their business.

Yet he still dared to spout such arrogant nonsense!

Seeing that they held the advantage, Tianya's lackeys joined in the mockery.

"Brat, you offended us Three Scoundrels. You should be thinking about how you're going to die!"

"Brat, we don't want to kill anyone either. Go keep watch for us now, and we'll save her for you once we're done, so you can have some fun too!"

"Not everyone gets to play with a top-quality beauty like this! Generous of us, right?"

"And while you're on lookout, we'll even let you listen to those lovely sounds! Hahahahaha!"

Then their lecherous laughter echoed through the night sky like shrieking ghosts in the darkness, making the skin crawl.

"Heh... To me, the melody of your miserable cries will be the sweetest music in the world."

Chen Jue's voice was cold and resolute as he swept his hand.

In an instant, a deafening dragon roar rang out, as though heaven and earth trembled with it.

The Dragon God martial soul soared into the sky like an ancient divine beast, looking down upon the three with sharp, icy light flashing in its dragon eyes.

Then four black soul rings and one red appeared, painting a bold stroke across the pitch-black night.

The pressure from those soul rings spread instantly, making the surrounding space seem to freeze.

"What?!"

"A Soul King with four black rings and one red!"

"How is that possible?"

Tianya's expression changed drastically. His pupils contracted, and cold sweat streamed down his forehead.

He had never imagined that the youth before him possessed such formidable strength. At that moment, terror and despair filled his heart.

How could he be a Soul King at this age?

Had he grown up eating "soul power"?

And with such a terrifying soul ring configuration, too.

Was he using cheats?

Then he stole a glance at the Dragon God.

The Dragon God immediately sensed that slight provocation.

At once, its majestic pressure surged toward Tianya like a tsunami.

A fierce wind rose abruptly, roaring toward the heavens like an enraged colossal dragon.

Before that gale, Tianya was swept up like a fallen leaf and hurled dozens of meters backward, his face pale as paper.

His two companions also swayed on the verge of collapse beneath that immense pressure.

With the weakest soul power, Bu Le instantly buckled under the pressure. His knees gave way, and he fell to the ground, his face filled with terror.

"Boss! Why don't we leave?"

Bu Le's voice trembled, filled with fear of the unknown.

Beside him, E Kao nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, we can't beat him. He may be a Soul King like you, but his soul ring configuration is better than ours. Let's run for our lives!"

Tianya pressed his lips tightly together, deep longing showing in his eyes. He glanced at the fairy-like Ning Rongrong, and an indescribable ache rose in his heart.

Fuck!

I might never get to play with such an exquisite woman in my entire life.

He did not want to let this opportunity slip away, but Chen Jue's strength left him no choice but to retreat.

"We've lost today. Retreat!"

Tianya shouted, then prepared to flee with the other two.

"Leave? Did I give you permission?"

But just as he was about to take that step, a cold, mocking voice sounded behind him.

Disdain filled Chen Jue's voice as he slowly raised his right arm.

The soul bone embedded in his arm suddenly blazed with dazzling light.

The Tai Tan Right Arm Soul Bone!

As the soul bone's light shone, an indescribable pressure instantly enveloped the entire area.

"Tai Tan Right Arm Soul Bone Skill-Gravity Mire!"

With Chen Jue's low shout, an invisible gravitational force abruptly descended, making even the surrounding air seem to congeal into a thick mire.

Tianya and the others felt their bodies sink, as though countless mountains were pressing down upon them, leaving them unable to move.

"Fuck! It's actually a soul bone skill! Activate your martial souls and break free!"

At Tianya's shout, they acted.

All three instantly activated their martial souls.

E Kao and Tianya were both Soul Kings.

Bu Le was a Soul Ancestor!

Each unleashed his strongest soul skill, intending to force his way free.

But how could they escape a hundred-thousand-year soul bone skill simply because they wanted to?

"You want to break free of my hundred-thousand-year soul bone skill? Three utterly wicked pieces of trash like you?"

"Fourth soul skill-Dragon God Annihilation Slaughter!"

His ten-thousand-year fourth soul ring lit up.

Chen Jue gently raised his wrist.

At that moment, the Dragon God high in the sky seemed to sense his will. Its eyes opened slightly, gleaming with majestic, fathomless light.

The Dragon God drew a deep breath. The air within its chest churned like a storm, instantly stirring up a gale that swept in every direction.

Amid that gale, countless streams of energy converged from all sides, finally gathering inside the Dragon God's enormous mouth.

By then, the power amassed in the Dragon God's mouth had reached a staggering level, as though it could erupt at any moment and destroy everything.

"Brothers, hurry and break free!"

Tianya shouted anxiously.

He could sense that if that power struck them, they would be left half-crippled even if they survived.

But just as Chen Jue had said, how could they escape a hundred-thousand-year soul bone skill simply because they wanted to?

Bu Le and E Kao tried every trick they had, even bringing out their long-hidden Old Man Pushes the Cart and Awei's Eighteen Styles.

Yet none of it worked.

"What do we do, boss? We can't break free!"

Hearing their urgent, panic-stricken voices, Tianya wanted to slap himself and all of them.

If they hadn't lusted after beauty, they wouldn't have ended up like this.

Beauty brings ruin!

"If you can't break free, then die..."

Chen Jue waved his hand, and a dazzling, breathtaking beam of light tore across the sky, hurtling straight toward Tianya and his two companions with the power to destroy everything.

Within the light, brilliant colors intertwined like fireworks in bloom, yet carried a deadly threat.

"Aaaah!"

As their screams rang out, billowing smoke and dust engulfed the surroundings.

The crown prince's room in the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace.

"Xue Qinghe" propped his head on one hand, staring expressionlessly at the documents in his other hand.

I'm so bored!

I miss Brother Chen so much!

I wonder if Brother Chen misses me, or if other women have been taking such good care of him that he's forgotten all about coming back.

Suddenly, a familiar dragon's roar reached "Xue Qinghe's" ears.

"That's the sound of Brother Chen's Martial Soul! He's in the Heaven Dou Empire!"

"Xue Qinghe" sprang to his feet, and the documents in his hand fell to the floor.

His previously expressionless face filled with surprise and joy.

"I'm going to sneak over and see him, and check whether he's brought other women out shopping! Hehe!"

Then he tidied himself up and immediately ran outside.

Hidden in the shadows, Snake Lance Douluo gave "Xue Qinghe" a puzzled look.

"What's the young master going out to do so late?"

Snake Lance Douluo muttered to himself, then followed him out.