Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul is the Black Dragon, I am the Lord of the Gods

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Inside the Temple of Angels, the ambiguous atmosphere was like a taut string, teetering on the brink of breaking.

Qian Renxue's kiss, both vengeful and deeply affectionate, was like a raging fire, attempting to ignite Xuan Ming's last shred of reason. Her arms were tightly wrapped around Xuan Ming's neck, her entire body pressed against his without reservation; her reckless determination was enough to make any man instantly surrender.

However, just as that last line of defense was about to collapse, just as Qian Renxue thought she would finally get what she wanted—

An unusually large hand firmly pressed down on her shoulder.

Without exerting any force, it was like an unshakeable mountain, firmly fixing the last remaining distance between the two.

"Well?"

Qian Renxue suddenly opened her eyes, her golden pupils filled with astonishment and disbelief.

Although Xuanming's gaze wavered somewhat, and even a clear flame burned deep within his eyes, he still took a deep breath, turned his head away, and avoided Qian Renxue's alluring red lips.

"Xue'er, no."

"Why?!"

Qian Renxue almost screamed, her eyes instantly turning red.

She had already gone this far, she had already let go of all her pride and reserve, and she didn't even care about so-called ethics and morality, so why did he still refuse?!

“I’ve said it before, this is not appropriate.”

Xuanming gently pushed her away a little, looking at her eyes brimming with tears, and sighed helplessly, "I can be a bastard, even a beast. But I can't... really be a beast."

"I just left your mother's place, and she's already going after you. If she really does something like that, how are the three of us supposed to get along afterward?"

"I don't care!" Qian Renxue cried out, her voice trembling with sobs. "If I don't care, what do you care about? Do you think those so-called worldly views are more important to you than me?"

“It’s not a matter of worldly perspectives.” Xuanming shook his head, his expression becoming unusually serious. “It’s that I can’t get over this hurdle in my own heart. Xue’er, you are beautiful, you deserve to be treated completely and solemnly, not as a continuation after venting, or as a side benefit.”

"If I were to go along with this now, it would not only be a disrespect to you, but also a desecration of the relationship between us."

Although he's a bit of a jerk when it comes to relationships, he has his principles.

This bottom line might seem a bit pretentious to others, but for him, it is the last line of defense to prevent this complicated relationship from completely collapsing.

Qian Renxue stared intently at him, her chest heaving violently.

She wanted to curse him a few more times, bite him a few more times, and even take the angel's sword and stab him with two holes.

But she also knew that Xuanming was just that stubborn.

This guy usually seems carefree and lawless, but on certain strange points, he's as stubborn as a donkey.

If he could easily back down and be easily controlled by his desires, then he wouldn't be the Xuanming she both loved and hated.

"call……"

Qian Renxue let out a long breath, dejectedly loosened her grip, and slumped down on the throne, which had been tilted slightly by the fight, like a deflated balloon.

"Xuanming, you've won."

She said through gritted teeth, "You always manage to shut me up with these grand principles. Fine, you want to stick to your bottom line, you want to be a saint, I'll grant your wish!"

Seeing this, Xuanming secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He straightened his slightly disheveled collar, coughed lightly, and tried to change the subject: "Well... since everything's alright, let's get down to business."

"The matter on Douluo Star needs to be dealt with as soon as possible."

“As you know, one day in the God Realm is equivalent to one year in the mortal realm. Although we have only been delayed here for a short while, several days may have already passed down below. If this drags on any longer, who knows what will happen down there? If Bai Chenxiang or Ning Fengzhi mess things up, it will be troublesome to clean up the mess.”

However, it would have been better if he hadn't mentioned the time. As soon as he did, Qian Renxue's anger, which had just subsided slightly, suddenly flared up again.

She sneered, her gaze as sharp as a knife as she looked at Xuanming: "You know time is precious? You know a day in the God Realm is a year in the Mortal Realm?"

"Since you're in such a hurry, what were you doing yesterday?"

Qian Renxue pointed towards the direction of the Asura God's Mansion next door, her tone full of sarcasm, "When you were going crazy next door for a whole day and night, did you not think about how many years would have passed down there? What? Weren't you afraid of messing things up back then? Now that you've come here, and have only been here for less than half a day, you're already talking to me about the concept of time?"

Xuanming was so embarrassed that he wanted to crawl into a hole in the ground.

This is indeed a major flaw.

“Well… this matter… it’s mainly your mother… cough, mainly Bibi Dong. She’s really been waiting for too long, and she’s lost control of her emotions. You know, in that situation, I was also forced into it…”

"passive?"

Qian Renxue reacted as if she had heard the biggest joke in the world, her voice instantly rising eight octaves, "Ha! Passive? Xuanming, you're a man! A God-King at that! You're telling me you're passive?"

She suddenly stood up, took a few steps to Xuanming, and poked his chest hard with her finger.

"Don't think I don't know! Not to mention now, even before, your control over your body had long been perfect! If you didn't want to, every muscle and every drop of blood in your body could be completely still!"

"Even if she forces you, even if she rides on top of you, as long as you don't want to, you can remain truly unmoved, even turning yourself into a mindless stone statue!"

"But what about you? The commotion was so loud it shook my Angel Temple to dust! And you're telling me you were passive? You were enjoying it to the fullest!"

Xuanming was rendered speechless by the rebuttal.

Indeed, if he truly wanted to refuse, there were a thousand ways to prevent Bibi Dong from succeeding. But he didn't. Because at that moment, he too was moved, and he too wanted to reciprocate Bibi Dong's deep affection that had been suppressed for so many years.

"Xue'er, be reasonable." Xuanming helplessly spread his hands, trying to make a last-ditch effort. "If I really turn into a stone statue, is that respectful to Bibi Dong? She has waited for so many years, and finally this moment has come. If I really don't react at all, wouldn't that be like stabbing her in the heart?"

"That kind of rejection is more painful than killing her. I can't do it."

"Oh, so you have to cooperate with her out of respect, right?"

Qian Renxue laughed in anger, a dangerous glint in her eyes, "So you were respectful to me just now?!"

"I've waited so many years! I've been so proactive! I've already swallowed my pride! And what did you do? You pushed me away and started talking to me about boundaries, about incompatibility, about respect!"

"Xuanming! In your eyes, is only rejecting me considered respect? Is only hurting me your bottom line?!"

"Does my heart not have flesh and blood, and therefore cannot be hurt?!"

"..."

Xuanming was completely speechless.

This conversation is impossible. It's a vicious cycle; no matter how you explain it, it always comes back to the core question: "Why did you sleep with her but not me?" (End of Chapter)