I can leave you untouched, but you have to moan

Chen Feng was speechless.

Were this mother and daughter both so fierce?

"He's right here."

Bibi Dong looked at Chen Feng.

Qian Renxue looked at Chen Feng, her brows knitting slightly. "So young?"

Although she could not sense Chen Feng's exact Soul Power, she could roughly sense his cultivation rank.

Chen Feng smiled. "I'm eighteen. I'm an adult."

He had been in his twenties in his previous life. Perhaps because of the influence of spacetime energy when he transmigrated, he had become fifteen.

Three years had passed since then, making him exactly eighteen.

"I'm five years older than you. You don't mind at all?"

Qian Renxue said gravely, "Or are you hoping to use me, the Worship Hall's Saintess, to climb the ranks?"

"I'm the Spirit Hall Saint Son now. I don't think I need you to climb the ranks, do I?"

Chen Feng blinked and spoke with a broad smile.

"Saint Son?"

Qian Renxue froze. She had been told to marry a stranger as soon as she returned, and had not even had time to ask who he was.

After sensing him briefly, her expression changed, and she sneered. "Eighteen, and only a One-Ring Soul Master? I've never seen such poor talent. But even a mere One-Ring Soul Master can become the Spirit Hall Saint Son now? You've really racked your brains to give him a status that matches mine."

Chen Feng said calmly, "I became the Saint Son because I have a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring."

A red Soul Ring emerged beneath his feet, its brilliant red light especially dazzling at that moment.

Although this was not the first time Bibi Dong, Qian Daoliu, and the others had seen it, they still could not help revealing shock in their eyes.

"How is that possible?"

Qian Renxue's pupils abruptly contracted, her face filled with shock. "In theory, the first Soul Ring can only be a little over four hundred years old at most. How could it possibly reach a hundred thousand years?"

"That theoretical limit applies to ordinary people."

The corners of Chen Feng's lips rose slightly as he said with a smile, "A prodigy like me naturally can't be judged by ordinary standards."

Ordinary people?

Is he calling me ordinary?

I have the mighty Six-Winged Angel, a god-level Martial Soul, and rank twenty innate Soul Power. What's ordinary about me?

Qian Renxue's lips moved. She badly wanted to retort, but looking at that dazzling red Soul Ring, she did not know how.

"Enough!"

Bibi Dong spoke calmly. "Qian Renxue, go wash up first. As for the wedding..."

Qian Renxue came back to her senses and said gravely, "Hold the wedding now, and keep everything simple. As agreed, I'll leave first thing tomorrow morning."

Bibi Dong frowned.

Qian Daoliu could not help speaking up. "Xiao Xue, this is a major event in your life, after all. Why not make it a little grander? At the very least, we should have a beautiful wedding dress made."

"No need. I'm in a hurry."

Qian Renxue shook her head slightly, her tone cold.

Qian Daoliu's lips moved, but in the end, he said nothing more.

"I have no objections."

Chen Feng shrugged and spoke indifferently.

"In that case, we'll hold the wedding now."

Naturally, Bibi Dong had no objections either. Having Chen Feng forcibly marry Qian Renxue had been intended to sever her own inner demon in the first place.

As for those formalities, they were not that important.

And so, Chen Feng and Qian Renxue's wedding was completed just like that, plainly and quietly.

From beginning to end, it took less than an hour.

That evening, inside the Saint Son's Hall.

Qian Renxue sat on the bed without saying a word.

Chen Feng sat in a chair, leisurely drinking tea as he brazenly looked Qian Renxue over.

She sat perfectly straight, her long, slender legs crossed.

Her posture was rather similar to Bibi Dong's.

Qian Renxue finally could not stand his brazen gaze any longer. Frowning, she said, "Keep letting your eyes wander, and see if I don't gouge them out."

Chen Feng smiled. "Is it against the law to look at my own wife?"

"You!"

Qian Renxue said angrily, "I only married you because I was worried that wicked woman Bibi Dong would leak my plan. I didn't sincerely want to marry you. You're not allowed to touch me."

"Your Infiltration Plan?"

Chen Feng smiled.

"How do you know?"

Qian Renxue's beautiful eyes widened before she said angrily, "Bibi Dong even told you about that? Damn her."

Chen Feng offered no explanation and released his Martial Soul.

It had a thick gray trunk and a sturdy dark purple branch covered in leaves and blossoms.

On the other side from the dark purple branch, a golden branch had grown.

However, that branch was currently short and weak, looking severely malnourished.

A trace of strangeness flashed through Qian Renxue's eyes. Was this his Martial Soul?

She had heard from her grandfather that becoming his family would allow her to receive nourishment in return, strengthening her Martial Soul, body, and soul.

After the wedding, a surge of power had indeed appeared out of nowhere inside her, strengthening her Martial Soul, body, and soul once.

But that was all. No further energy continued to flow into her.

Perhaps it's because I haven't truly given him my allegiance?

Or perhaps I have to sleep with him to receive more energy?

No!

I have a mighty god-level Martial Soul. I can become a god through my own efforts. I don't need to use this method.

Looking at the severely malnourished golden branch, Chen Feng sighed inwardly.

It seems a forcibly plucked melon really isn't sweet after all.

He did not know how long it would take for this branch to grow as large as the dark purple one.

Back then, he had spent a full three years getting the dark purple branch to flourish.

Moreover, Qian Renxue's situation was somewhat different. She had resisted the entire time, so getting the golden branch to flower and bear fruit would probably take even longer.

He did not want to spend several more years on one woman, so he immediately said with a smile, "I can leave you untouched, but you have to moan."

"What?"

Qian Renxue looked bewildered. "Why would I moan?"

"Don't resist!"

Chen Feng waved his hand, and four exceptionally slender golden branches extended outward, winding toward Qian Renxue's limbs.

"What are you doing?"

Qian Renxue looked wary and instinctively moved to release her Martial Soul and Soul Skills to fight back.

Chen Feng said calmly, "If you still want to leave tomorrow, you have to let her know you've slept with me. Otherwise, there's no way she'll let you leave tomorrow."

At his words, Qian Renxue's eyes instantly widened. In disbelief, she said, "Could she still be watching us in secret?"

"I don't know, but I think it's very likely," Chen Feng said after some thought.

Qian Renxue's face filled with anger, but she could do nothing about it. She said bitterly, "Then what does that have to do with these branches of yours?"

Chen Feng smiled. "A little spice between husband and wife. She'll be too embarrassed to keep watching and will naturally leave. I'll bind your limbs and whip your bottom with the branches. But I won't use much force. You'll have to learn to moan on your own."

"What?"

Qian Renxue was shocked, her face flushing bright red. "Why are you such a pervert?"

Chen Feng shrugged. "Other than this, I can't think of any way to make her believe you would actually sleep with me. Or we could just do it for real and treat it as a one-night stand."

"No!"

Qian Renxue refused decisively, took a deep breath, and said, "Go ahead. But let's be clear first: you're not allowed to use any force. I'll moan on my own."