Douluo: Star-Breaking Sword God

Chapter 31: Secret Room

"Miss Yun, what exactly do you mean by this?" Ling Qianyao stared at Qian Renxue, his brows furrowed, a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone, "I'm afraid this is not the proper etiquette for hospitality in the Crown Prince's Mansion, is it?"

"Hmph, you're pretending pretty well." Qian Renxue curled up the corners of her mouth in a sneer and clapped her hands lightly.

In an instant, Ling Qianyao felt a black screen in front of his eyes, and then he fell into endless darkness and lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, he found himself in an unfamiliar room, lying on a bed, with a faint fragrance around him.

This fragrance was completely different from the previous soothing incense, and was more like the fragrance of a woman.

He tried to move, but found that his limbs were bound by an invisible force and he could not move at all.

"Awake?" Qian Renxue's voice echoed in the room. She slowly walked up to Ling Qianyao with a playful smile on her lips. "Mr. Ling, how do you feel? This is a 'gift' I specially prepared for you."

"Should I thank you, then?"

Qian Renxue placed her bare hands on his chest, "Don't worry, I just want to see if you are the one."

She activated the origin of her martial soul, and the sacred aura from the six-winged angel martial soul instantly filled the entire room.

After Ling Qianyao's soul power was sealed, the Xingyin skill became ineffective, and the resonance of the martial souls began to occur uncontrollably between Qian Renxue and Ling Qianyao.

The sacred soul power of the six-winged angel martial spirit flowed into Ling Qianyao's chest, bringing with it a warm and fiery touch, surging from deep within Ling Qianyao's body and flowing along his meridians.

The Star-Breaking Sword automatically appeared, and above the sword guard, the stars of the Purple Palace shone brightly.

Driven by this resonance, his originally blocked soul power quietly broke through the obstacles set up by Qian Renxue, like a butterfly emerging from a cocoon, and regained its freedom.

"Woo——"

A slight moan came from Qian Renxue's mouth, and a flash of panic flashed in her eyes. Her soul power continued to gather into Ling Qianyao's body.

The star power in Ling Qianyao's body seemed to be activated by this sudden resonance of his martial soul and began to surge wildly.

Their soul power and star power intertwined and merged with each other, producing an unprecedented wonderful change.

Ling Qianyao could clearly feel that his soul power had been greatly enhanced in this fusion. Not only did it become purer, but its strength also increased exponentially.

Qian Renxue's eyes widened quickly, and this power began to flow back from Ling Qianyao's body, along the invisible connection between the two, into her body like a trickle.

The Yintang acupoint between her eyebrows completed the reshaping of star power almost in an instant, increasing her mental power by a certain degree.

In the room, star projections fell from the sky, like a vast star map spread out on the sky, dazzling and brilliant.

The shadow of an angel slowly rises in the interweaving of light and shadow, with its six wings spread out, sacred and solemn.

Ling Qianyao and Qian Renxue were in this dreamlike scene, their figures standing out particularly under the shining stars.

“It’s a perfect fit.”

Qian Renxue whispered in her heart, and quietly moved her bare hands that were pressing on Ling Qianyao's chest, reaching behind Ling Qianyao, gently hugging Ling Qianyao and gently pulling his body closer.

The air in the room seemed to freeze, leaving only the intertwined sounds of breathing and heartbeats.

A long time passed. They both opened their eyes at the same time. Qian Renxue's face flushed. She loosened her arms around Ling Qianyao, stood up, and straightened her clothes.

Their soul power increased by one level each in this short period of time.

"Why aren't you talking? Don't you like talking?" Qian Renxue crossed her arms across her chest and looked at Ling Qianyao with interest.

"Do you have to find me?" Ling Qianyao said lightly, standing up and looking at Qian Renxue.

"Since you've been invited, you should have already made preparations." Qian Renxue took a step forward, their faces instantly closing. "The existence of the martial soul fusion technique proves that we are destined to be companions. Ling Qianyao, I need you."

Ling Qianyao tilted his head slightly to avoid Qian Renxue's overly fiery gaze, a faint smile curling his lips, "That's not necessarily true. My Zhu Qing is not the companion of the Third Prince of Xingluo."

Qian Renxue narrowed her eyes, "Did you take the initiative to cut off the resonance of your martial spirit that day because of her?"

Her eyes became somewhat dangerous. After officially confirming that Ling Qianyao was the man and having just had such a deep and wonderful resonance with him, she became more concerned about the relationship between Ling Qianyao and Zhu Zhuqing.

"No, I just think it's too much trouble, the descendant of the Seraph of the Spirit Hall."

Qian Renxue's face darkened slightly, "And then?" When their soul powers intersected, Qian Renxue was prepared for the other party to discover her true martial soul.

"Should I call you Yun Zhaoyao, or Xue Qinghe? Or something else?"

"The crown prince of the Tiandou Imperial Family is actually a descendant of the Spirit Hall's Qian Family in disguise. This is outrageous, isn't it? I can't just get sucked into the disputes and whirlpools behind it, right?"

"If I hadn't cut off the resonance that day, guess what would have happened? If it had really been the same as today, with a dreamlike scene like the one just now, would you have been able to keep your status as the Crown Prince?"

"idiot."

Ling Qianyao didn't give Qian Renxue any face and yelled at her directly.

"You, you scolded me?" Qian Renxue was stunned for a moment, her face turning pale and blue. Since she was born, no one had ever scolded her except her sister.

But that good sister Bibi Dong only said some sarcastic and cold words, and was never as straightforward and fearless as Ling Qianyao.

She stared at Ling Qianyao with her eyes wide open, as if she wanted to eat him alive. However, Ling Qianyao did not retreat. He met Qian Renxue's gaze with a firm and indifferent look.

"Hmph, who do you think you are?" Qian Renxue snorted coldly, trying to regain her ground, "Don't forget your current situation, Ling Qianyao."

Ling Qianyao chuckled and sat down on the bed, "The performance of martial soul fusion techniques requires mutual understanding. Even if there is no emotional foundation, it still requires practice day after day.

If you really want me to cooperate with you, you shouldn't have this attitude. After all, as long as I don't want to, the martial soul fusion technique cannot be performed.

You should have vaguely noticed just now that we possess two martial soul fusion skills, which is extremely rare in history.

Moreover, during the integration process, there was no dominant position, but rather, you and I jointly controlled this power. What does this prove? It proves that we are equals, that there is no superior or inferior, and that no one controls the other.

"Ms. Yun, if you really need me, you should treat me with sincerity instead of using threats and restraints to force me to submit."

As Qian Renxue listened to Ling Qianyao's words, the anger in her eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by a hint of deep thought.

Ling Qianyao patted the seat beside him and said, "Sit down and chat, sister with an unknown name."

(End of this chapter)