blogombal Chapter 4: Renxue is in danger, and takes the opportunity to incur a favor.
Chapter 4: Renxue is in danger, and takes the opportunity to incur a favor.
Gu Yuena's silver hair flowed with a cool luster amidst the light and shadow of the Star Dou Great Forest, yet she deliberately concealed the oppressive aura belonging to the Silver Dragon King.
The fluctuation of soul power is only at the Soul King level.
Walking beside her, Yang Teng casually put his hands in his pockets, a faint, amused smile playing on his lips, his gaze lazily sweeping over the surroundings.
"The mighty Silver Dragon King has actually concealed his aura, compressing himself to only the strength of a Soul King!"
Yang Teng was secretly delighted. He thought, "If I spend enough time with him, even the coldest heart will melt..."
As she was thinking, Gu Yuena's eyes flickered slightly.
Suddenly, a series of rapid whooshing sounds came from the depths of the dense forest ahead, mixed with the sharp buzzing unique to bee-like soul beasts.
The two stopped at the same time, and saw a white-clad figure stagger out, her golden hair flying wildly in the air, her clothes torn in many places, revealing the dazzlingly white skin on her waist, shoulders and thighs.
Behind her was a huge bee-shaped soul beast with a dark gold body and ferocious spikes on its belly and tail.
"The Bee Sting King has over 30,000 years of cultivation, and this girl is only level 60."
Gu Yuena's gaze sharpened slightly, but her tone remained calm.
"This woman won't last much longer."
Yang Teng narrowed his eyes, and the playful smile on his lips deepened suddenly.
"Isn't this the famous beauty Qian Renxue from Douluo Continent? How did she end up in such a disheveled state?"
"If she lends a helping hand this time, given Qian Renxue's personality, she will never forget this immense favor."
Qian Renxue's breathing became disordered, and the light of the Angelic Holy Sword that she had conjured in her hand dimmed.
She tried to dodge to the side, but the queen bee's stinger followed her relentlessly, its corrosive venom aimed straight at her back.
Gu Yuena looked at Yang Teng.
"Are you going to interfere?"
Yang Teng shrugged, but his gaze swept over Qian Renxue's exposed skin beneath her tattered robes before quickly looking away, his tone languid.
"It's survival of the fittest, that happens every day in the Star Dou Great Forest, how can you possibly control it all?"
He paused, then gave Gu Yuena a meaningful look.
"Go to a nearby city first! I'll be there soon!"
Gu Yuena remained aloof. The law of the world is survival of the fittest. In the past, soul beasts ate humans, but now humans have their own ways of resisting.
Moreover, she also needs to rely on the son of this God Star Lord to realize her grand ambition that even soul beasts can ascend to godhood.
She knew Yang Teng wanted to get rid of her so she wouldn't have to see her people die.
The next moment, Gu Yuena disappeared.
The space around Yang Teng suddenly distorted, and in the next instant, he appeared like a ghost high above the Bee Sting King, pressing down with his right hand.
"Space Lock!"
The invisible spatial force contracted like a cage, imprisoning the bee king, which was about to strike with its stinger, in mid-air.
The King Bee roared in fury, its dark golden carapace struggling desperately before finally stopping and landing on the ground.
Qian Renxue suddenly came to her senses. Although she did not know who the man who suddenly appeared was, her instinct for life and death made her seize this fleeting opportunity without hesitation.
The Angelic Martial Soul fully bloomed behind her, and the six-winged angel shone brightly. She poured all the remaining soul power in her body into the sword, and the holy sword hummed.
Fifth Soul Skill: Holy Sword Judgment!
The sword pierced with unparalleled precision into the gap between the bee king's head and body, the most vulnerable spot on its body.
A burst of sword light erupted, accompanied by the Bee Sting King's mournful and desperate shriek. Its massive, dark golden body convulsed violently before finally subsiding.
A deep black spirit ring slowly emerged from the corpse, its energy surging endlessly.
Exhausted, Qian Renxue leaned on her sword for support, panting heavily, fine beads of sweat appearing on her forehead.
She managed to calm her breathing, looked up at Yang Teng who had also landed panting, and her lips moved slightly.
"Thank you..."
Before she could finish saying thank you, she choked up.
Yang Teng was stroking his chin, his gaze roaming over her body without any attempt to look away, from her slender waist exposed by her tattered white clothes, to her rounded shoulders, and then to her long, straight, snow-white legs covered in dust.
It was as if we were admiring a slightly damaged but still precious painting.
A surge of anger, feeling offended, instantly welled up in Qian Renxue's heart. Her pretty face turned frosty, golden light flashed in her eyes, and she raised the holy sword in her hand once more.
"How dare you! You..."
"then."
A large men's robe was suddenly thrown at her, covering most of her body and interrupting her gathering of spiritual power.
Qian Renxue was startled and subconsciously grabbed her robe, feeling the dry and warm fabric.
Yang Teng had already turned around, his back to her, and casually waved his hand, his voice carrying that lazy tone.
"Hurry up and put it on! Focus on absorbing the spirit rings; we can thank you later."
He paused, then added, "The Soul Ring energy of this Bee King is violent; I will protect you."
Qian Renxue couldn't finish her sentence.
She looked down at the finely crafted men's outer robe in her hand, then looked up at the figure standing upright with his back to her, seemingly casual yet actually very straight.
A gentle breeze rustled through the trees, ruffling his slightly disheveled golden hair. The embarrassment and anger he felt earlier at being spied on suddenly seemed somewhat ridiculous. The other person had even thoughtfully tossed him some clothes, yet he had thought…
A rare hint of embarrassment crept onto Qian Renxue's ears.
Qian Renxue bit her lip, but ultimately said nothing more, and quickly wrapped the large outer robe around her body.
The robe carried a faint, refreshing masculine scent that wasn't unpleasant. She took a deep breath and bowed slightly to Yang Teng's back.
Thank you for your trouble.
Having said that, she no longer hesitated, sat cross-legged beside the corpse of the Bee Sting King, concentrated her mind and breath, and guided the pitch-black ten-thousand-year soul ring.
The moment the spirit ring energy entered her body, the violent impact made her groan and cold sweat beaded on her forehead, but she immediately steadied her mind and began to fully circulate her spirit power to fuse and absorb it.
Hearing the steady and gradually deepening soul power fluctuations behind him, Yang Teng, who was standing with his back to the camera, slowly curled up the corners of his mouth. His smile revealed a lot of pride, as well as a little bit of cunning from a successful scheme.
"Done."
He moved his lips silently, his eyebrows and eyes curving upwards, radiating light.
"The debt of being saved and the kindness of protecting the Dharma—I owe this person a huge favor. Truly, I am as resourceful as I am!"
"Miss Qian Renxue!"
As time passed, Qian Renxue's aura gradually stabilized from its initial violent fluctuations, indicating that her fusion with the black soul ring was clearly on track.
Yang Teng stretched, looked up at the sky through the gaps in the dense foliage, and hummed a tuneless little tune, looking completely relaxed.
Yang Teng was thinking to himself at that moment.
Gu Yuena is probably in the nearest city right now, silently watching the hustle and bustle of the human world with her cool eyes, her heart filled with mixed feelings.
And here he was, protecting a future powerhouse who had just incurred a favor from someone else.
"This is simply fate!"
"Having just abducted Gu Yuena from the Star Dou Great Forest, she soon encountered the future Angel God, who is also a famous beauty on the continent!"
Yang Teng grinned mischievously, seemingly lost in thought. If it weren't for Qian Renxue absorbing the soul ring...
My impression of him will definitely diminish again.
How could this person be a good person?!
……