Douluo: Star-Breaking Sword God

Chapter 123 Qian Renxue: Why do you all look like you're drenched in sweat?
In the early morning, sunlight streamed through the window frame, gently falling on Ling Qianyao's face. He slowly woke up, and the heaviness on both sides of his body instantly made him more awake.

He was tightly sandwiched between two soft, delicate bodies. Zhu Zhuqing was somewhat better off, only pressing her head and body close together; Qian Renxue, however, had most of her body resting on him.

The incredibly erotic scenes from last night flashed wildly through my mind: Qian Renxue's provocative gaze, Zhu Zhuqing's puffed-up yet alluring face, and their soft lips and warm breaths.

They had agreed to keep each other in check, but it seems they had both forgotten their promise.

As everyone knows, coming openly and honestly doesn't count as stealing food.

If the two hadn't realized later that Ling Qianyao was truly enraged and that further teasing him might lead to serious trouble, they probably would have kept pestering him until dawn.

He carefully moved his body, trying to get up without waking the two of them, but as soon as he moved, Qian Renxue and Zhu Zhuqing frowned at the same time and snuggled closer to him, as if they were looking for a more comfortable sleeping position.

Reluctantly, they gave up on the idea of ​​adjusting their posture.

Both of his arms were pinned down. If it were an ordinary person who wasn't a Soul Master, their arms would be so sore that they wouldn't be able to move them the next day.
Ling Qianyao turned his head slightly. To his left was Qian Renxue, whose cascading golden hair had a few strands falling to his chest. A slender hand and a long, soft leg were draped over him.
The delicate touch of the skin was transmitted through the thin fabric, carrying a slight warmth.

The other person's breathing was deep and even, and their usually haughty face had lost some of its usual arrogance, instead showing a hint of allure and languor, with a faint smile seemingly lingering at the corners of their mouth.

On the right is Zhu Zhuqing, her eyelashes fluttering gently like butterfly wings, her delicate features appearing even softer in her sleep.

An arm lay between the two, but unlike Qian Renxue, it did not occupy the space domineeringly. Instead, it gently rested on Ling Qianyao's waist. Her slender legs unconsciously intertwined with Ling Qianyao's legs, but instead of resting on his thighs like Qian Renxue's, it did not.

As expected, it has to be Zhu Qing. Even in her dreams, this evil angel has to subtly assert her dominance, unable to hide her possessiveness.

Ling Qianyao raised his hand and brushed it across the two people's snowy backs.

"Shh-"

Qian Renxue's voice came from the left, her soft hand resting on his chest slowly circling, "It's still early, sleep a little longer. You don't want Zhu Qing to wake up so early, right? Don't move around~"

She opened her eyes, her lips lightly pecking at Ling Qianyao's earlobe, "Quiet~"

Then, she closed her eyes, and the hand that was drawing circles was about to move wildly because it could not contain the throbbing in its owner's heart. However, the next moment, the two people beside Ling Qianyao trembled at the same time and opened their eyes.

Zhu Zhuqing glared at Qian Renxue with a look of embarrassment and anger in her eyes, "Don't go too far, I'm awake."

"Okay, I was wrong." Qian Renxue blinked.

"Hmph," Zhu Zhuqing rolled her eyes, found a comfortable spot in Ling Qianyao's arms, and said softly, "It's already past Chenshi (7-9 AM), don't you need to go to the Crown Prince's residence?"

“Hmm—” Qian Renxue stretched with one hand and said lazily, “No rush today. I just went to the Imperial Guard camps around Tiandou City yesterday. Also, the matters that need to be handled regarding Xue Beng’s death have been arranged. I’ll just go through the motions in a couple of days.”

Ling Qianyao pulled the two into his arms, his soul power flowing through his fingertips, gently closing the curtains and instantly softening the light in the room.

"Then sleep a little longer, and don't move around too much."

"Hmm" *2
Sometimes, simply leaning against something and enjoying the tranquil atmosphere is enough to let go of all fatigue and defenses.
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Two weeks later, Crown Prince Xue Qinghe of the Heaven Dou Empire, citing the emergence of fallen soul masters within the empire, led his confidants to Wuhun City to meet with Pope Bibi Dong of the Spirit Hall to discuss a joint campaign against fallen soul masters and to formulate relevant policies. He also brought the pretext of improving relations between the two sides and exploring the depth of cooperation, in order to better showcase the Heaven Dou Empire's achievements in soul master education over the years.

Ling Qianyao, who possesses extraordinary combat power, and Zhu Zhuqing, whose martial soul has evolved, were taken along by His Highness the Crown Prince, ostensibly to promote exchanges among the younger generation of soul masters.

After about half a month, the group arrived at Wuhun City, a magnificent city that was composed entirely of Soul Masters except for children, and was known as the holy land of the Soul Master world.

Although its area is much smaller than that of major cities like Tiandou City and Xingluo Imperial City, and may even be less than one-tenth the size of Tiandou City, the overall sense of awe it brings to people is in no way inferior.

The towering hexagonal granite city wall, reaching a height of eighty meters, showcases its majestic presence. Each side of the wall features a massive relief, identical to the design on the Spirit Hall's papal decree, symbolizing the six powerful spirits on the continent.

The wall on which Ling Qianyao and his group entered Wuhun City featured a magnificent relief sculpture that resembled a crown composed of numerous stars.

At the center is a diamond-shaped gemstone, from which a total of eighteen upward-protruding stars extend backward.

“It’s such a familiar shape,” Ling Qianyao thought to himself. “The shape of this rhombus-shaped gem is exactly the same as the rhombus-shaped gem on the hilt of my Shattered Star Sword.”

Upon entering the city, one can already see two buildings in the distance, situated on the central mountain peak of the entire city.

The most magnificent building is the one located halfway up the mountain. It is entirely composed of pillars, with a gleaming golden dome and stained glass windows that reflect light and shadow. This is the Papal Palace.

Behind the Papal Palace, on the other side of the mountain, a little higher up, is the Elders' Palace.

The other building on this mountain peak, the Douluo Palace, is smaller, but its jade-white exterior carries a mysterious sacred charm.

Looking at the familiar city and buildings, Qian Renxue couldn't help but feel a little dazed. Memories of her time in Wuhun City flooded back like a tide.

She turned her gaze to the building on the mountainside. "Good sister, how long has it been since we last met? This time, I won't hold back anymore and will let you see how I've grown."

On the contrary, you will feel immense regret for the contempt and neglect you once showed me.

"The so-called Golden Generation of the Spirit Hall, what need is there for you to value them so much? Your cherished personal disciple, not to mention me, is nothing but a chicken and a dog, a withered skeleton in a tomb, compared to my Qian Yao and Zhu Qing. Hmph."

She thought to herself, then looked back from the window.

Because the carriage was large enough, and since this was already their home ground, Qian Renxue also arranged for Snake Spear and Porcupine Douluo to sit together in the carriage.

"Ok?"

Qian Renxue looked at the Serpent Spear and the Porcupine with a puzzled expression, "Why do you two look so sweaty and restless? Aren't you happy to be home?"

The pufferfish gave a forced smile. "Of course I'm happy, young master."

(End of this chapter)