Douluo: Star-Breaking Sword God

Chapter 154 Astrology: Ominous! Ling Qianyao: Attached; Permafrost Crystal Core

Ling Qianyao sat cross-legged, absorbing Bibi Dong's insights into the Taiyin Cold Soul Star.

Taiyin, the eternal night, symbolizes absolute low temperature, tranquility, and eternity.

At this moment, at Ling Qianyao's Guanyuan acupoint, a wisp of Taiyin power was slowly gathering, born from nothingness, but unlike any other soul power in the past.

The moment it appeared, all Ling Qianyao felt was cold. The wisp of Yin energy swirled continuously within his Guanyuan acupoint, gradually condensing into a crystal core that shimmered with a ghostly blue light.

And so it fell silent, like a deep, cold star lying dormant.

With a slight thought, Ling Qianyao's soul power gathered towards it, and upon entering it, it quickly transformed into an absolute zero state.

It should be noted that at this moment, Ling Qianyao had not yet compressed all of his soul power into a liquid state. The soul power that entered the crystal core instantly turned into extremely tiny ice particles, becoming solid.

Ling Qianyao's eyes lit up, and he tried to direct the soul power in his body towards this place. After more than a third of the soul power entered the crystal core, he stopped.

"Although I am only a Soul Master at the moment, the density and quantity of my soul power exceed that of an ordinary Soul King. After this crystal core absorbed one-third of my soul power, it still doesn't feel full."

The particles that shimmer with starlight seem to be only one-fifth of the entire crystal core. What does that mean?
The soul core is more like an energy gathering ring, while this crystal core is like a soul power furnace, rather than a smelting process that melts iron blocks into molten iron.

Instead, it involves extreme compression and cooling to induce a qualitative change in soul power, allowing it to be stored.

Ling Qianyao seemed to be deep in thought. At this moment, he had not yet completed the reconstruction of the Guanyuan acupoint corresponding to the Taiyin Star, but the emerging crystal core already had such an effect. If the crystal core were to fully grow, the amount of soul power it could contain would probably only be described as terrifying.

Soul cores allow soul masters to replenish their energy while fighting, but what if they encounter an environment that seals off the spiritual energy of heaven and earth? In that case, they will have to rely on their own soul power reserves first.

After glancing at the time, Ling Qianyao temporarily paused his research on the crystal core, summoned the Shattering Star Sword, and began astrology with a trembling heart.

The intricate patterns shimmered with a faint light, which intertwined and converged, outlining a mysterious star map in the void.

"fierce!"

Ling Qianyao's lips twitched, and he silently put away the Shattered Star Sword, then fell backward onto the bed.

"My luck hasn't changed, so there's no danger to my life, but I'm going to mail it later, right?"

"My head hurts."

Ling Qianyao put his arms behind his head, looked at the ceiling, sighed, and quietly awaited his judgment.

"When should we talk to Xue'er about this?"

As he was thinking, a fragrant breeze wafted over, and warm red lips pressed against his lips. A jade-like arm supported him on the chest, and a slender hand pressed against his chest.

After a while, the warm touch slowly disappeared.

"There's a smell of blood, and a cat's scent. Is it Zhu Zhuqing?"

Bibi Dong licked her lips, straightened up slightly, and looked Ling Qianyao up and down.

Ling Qianyao supported her waist and sighed helplessly, "Is it appropriate for you to come to me now? Didn't you go to Xue'er's room with her? What if she notices something is wrong if you show up here now? We're probably not prepared for this."

Bibi Dong smiled slightly. "She's already asleep. With her cultivation level, it won't be so easy for her to find out I'm not here."

Ling Qianyao stood up and sat opposite Bibi Dong, saying seriously, "Let's go back."

Bibi Dong was taken aback, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes, before she regained her lazy yet dignified demeanor.

"Go back? I've come all this way, and you're in such a hurry to get rid of me?" She raised her chin slightly, her tone tinged with displeasure. "Zhu Qing will be here tonight. I need to confess to her. You'd better not be here. Listen to me."

Bibi Dong narrowed her beautiful eyes, a dangerous glint in them. "It hasn't been long, and you're already planning to tell this little kitten everything? Make me obey?"

She leaned closer, her cheek almost touching Ling Qianyao's, her warm breath brushing against his face. "Are you feeling smug, Qianyao? Don't think that just because you're my man, you can do whatever you want with me."

Ling Qianyao forcefully pulled her into his arms, his arms tightly encircling her slender waist. His burning lips pressed down heavily, with an irresistible possessiveness, swallowing up all the words Bibi Dong hadn't finished speaking.

Bibi Dong was taken aback at first, then a hint of anger and shame ignited in her beautiful eyes. But the kiss was like a surging tide, gradually overwhelming her will to resist. Her body went limp uncontrollably, and her hands unconsciously grabbed Ling Qianyao's clothes.

"Mmm," she murmured, thoroughly enjoying herself. Suddenly, a look of surprise flashed in her misty eyes, followed by a glint of cunning.

Bibi Dong gathered her soul power and quickly created a soundproof field around Ling Qianyao, which also prevented Ling Qianyao's spiritual power from perceiving the scene outside the room.

She suddenly grabbed Ling Qianyao's clothes, fell onto the bed, and wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, preventing him from leaving.

"Creak--"

The door was suddenly opened, and Bibi Dong finally released Ling Qianyao. Ling Qianyao looked up abruptly, while Zhu Zhuqing stood there stunned.

The scene fell silent for a moment.

After a long while, Zhu Zhuqing bit her lower lip, gently closed the door, and then walked to Ling Qianyao and Bibi Dong, who had already gotten up.

"Qianyao, aren't you going to explain?"

She forced a smile, her gaze fixed on Bibi Dong, the anger and hostility in her eyes seeming to ignite the very air.

The two women's gazes collided fiercely in the air like two sharp lightning bolts, sparking invisible flames.

Bibi Dong remained calm, smiling as she straightened her slightly disheveled clothes, and gave Zhu Zhuqing a meaningful smile.
"You already know, don't you? I'm sorry, Zhuqing, but right now, I'm in the lead. However, since Qianyao values ​​you all so much, I won't make things too difficult for you."

But you must understand that from now on, he can't belong to just one of you.

Zhu Zhuqing narrowed her eyes. "Shouldn't I be the one saying that? As a newcomer, you've used such despicable means to seize Qian Yao's place in your heart."

The so-called Pope of the Spirit Hall is nothing but a thieving cat, pathologically craving something that doesn't belong to her.

"It should be me who allows you to stay by Qianyao's side!"

Bibi Dong's expression darkened slightly. "You? Don't forget, you still bear the marriage contract from Xingluo. Do you think you can still claim the position of the empress?"

Zhu Zhuqing met her gaze. "The so-called marriage contract is something that can be broken in the blink of an eye. Don't think that just because you are the Pope, I will lower my stance. Even with Qian Renxue back then, I never compromised."

Everything must be done in a first-come, first-served manner.

Bibi Dong and Zhu Zhuqing's eyes met again, and a spark seemed to fly in the air.

Ling Qianyao was instantly exasperated and quickly stepped between the two women, saying, "Enough, stop arguing and listen to me quietly."

"Humph."

"Humph."

The two women simultaneously snorted coldly and turned their heads away.

(End of this chapter)