Douluo Continent: My Sharingan is a bit unorthodox

The two went into the fitting rooms separately and changed their clothes.

Chapter 780 The Oath Towards the Angel Idol

Not long after.

Qian Renxue and Ye Qiu both came out of the fitting room.

Ye Qiu was wearing a white jacket suit with a blue bow tie around his neck. The suit was fitted and the hem was short, which made his waist look thinner and his whole body look much taller. His blue hair and eyes, combined with the golden angel six-wing pattern on his white clothes, made him look noble and imposing. If he walked down the street, many noble ladies would probably try to take advantage of him.

Qian Renxue wore a wedding dress, pure white as snow. Paired with her long golden hair and eyes, it further accentuated her nobility and holiness. The front of the dress was studded with diamonds, forming the shape of an angel's six wings. Three diamond-studded wings on each side just barely bound her soft breasts. The neckline was more conservative than other dresses, showing no cleavage. The skirt was very wide and fluffy, and the sleeves looked like they were wrapped in dandelions or white snowballs, making Qian Renxue look more like a snow lotus bathed in holy light on a cliff of a majestic snow mountain.

Even though the wedding dress was very white, Qian Renxue's skin was as white and delicate as snowflakes, and she was not afraid that this color combination would make her complexion look dull.

"Xue'er..."

Ye Qiu looked at Qian Renxue, her bright blue eyes sparkling as if illuminated by her three pairs of diamond wings. But Ye Qiu's gaze did not go there; he simply stared at Qian Renxue's beautiful face and couldn't help but raise his hand to gently stroke and knead it. It was very soft and resilient, as if water could be squeezed out of it.

"Heh... prettier than them?"

Qian Renxue smiled and took Ye Qiu's hands in hers. She tilted her head back slightly, her face full of tenderness. She believed that this time, Ye Qiu's answer would not make her angry. She was also confident that none of those women could compare to her in terms of beauty or family background.

"Yes, you're the most beautiful..."

Ye Qiu took two steps forward, allowing Qian Renxue's soft, delicate body to press against him. He lowered his head slightly, and his warm breath brushed against Qian Renxue's face, causing bright red bruises to appear. She was simply breathtaking. He slowly lowered his head, wanting to capture her slightly parted and wriggling red lips.

"You know the truth."

Qian Renxue giggled, inhaling the natural fragrance emanating from Ye Qiu. She tiptoed closer, their lips meeting, their bodies intertwined, slowly shifting their positions, trying to completely immerse themselves in each other. Qian Renxue knew... Ye Qiu's praise of her was entirely genuine, and this was one of her purposes. Would a woman who had been with an eagle still be interested in a fledgling? The answer was usually no. Conversely... Ye Qiu had first become engaged to someone as perfect as herself, so when it came to Ning Rongrong and the others, Ye Qiu would inevitably make comparisons. At that moment... he also had his own feelings for her, and even if she didn't wear a wedding dress at the same time, she still surpassed Ning Rongrong and the others!

As for the other purpose, it was because Qian Renxue truly wanted to become Ye Qiu's wife, the kind who was formally married, preferably as the principal wife! Even if her rival might be Dong'er, who had already embarked on the path to godhood, she would still fight for Ye Qiu's sake.

Qian Renxue has never changed. She is still as strong-willed and assertive as ever. Before, she wanted to compete with Ye Qiu in combat power and cultivation. Now, she competes with other women, wanting Ye Qiu to love her more and wanting to possess her more... This is the only thing she can do. Who told her to fall for him?

"Xiao Xue'er, Xiao Qiuqiu, are you ready yet? Big Brother and the others are waiting for us."

The long kiss ended with Guangling Douluo's urging. Ye Qiu stared into Qian Renxue's tender phoenix eyes. It was the first time he had seen Qian Renxue so gentle. She let him lead her to every corner, gently cooperating. Occasionally, she couldn't help but go over to Ye Qiu and lick his lips a few times. Qian Renxue pursed her red lips, moist and glistening with saliva. She separated from Ye Qiu, pulling out the crystal red rope that connected them, giving a feeling of being still connected like lotus roots. Ye Qiu smiled slightly, and the two of them raised their hands to wipe each other clean.

Qian Renxue took out a white, misty veil and handed it to Ye Qiu, saying softly and shyly, "Please help me put this veil on, my husband~"

"Ah."

Ye Qiu raised her hand and carefully tucked it into Qian Renxue's hair, adding a touch of ethereal beauty to the pure white veil. Holding Qian Renxue's hand, she said softly, "Let's go, we should go out."

"Ah."

Qian Renxue smiled gently and followed Ye Qiu outside.

"I say... you two don't need to be in such a hurry, do you?" Guangling Douluo teased, looking at their red faces and Qian Renxue's shimmering eyes. Even if he had never eaten pork, he had seen pigs run.

"Senior Guangling, let's hurry up."

Ye Qiu smiled awkwardly, gently grasped Qian Renxue's soft hand, and urged her to change the subject.

"Ok."

Guangling Douluo smiled, still unable to forget the wedding night pranks, and turned back to remind him, "But I say, Little Xue'er... how about letting this old man share in the joy? Let's have a little fun..."

"Grandpa Guangling, let's talk about it later." Qian Renxue didn't like any wedding night pranks; that should be a private time just for her and Ye Qiu.

He didn't pay much attention to the old rascal, Guangling Douluo.

Ye Qiu and Qian Renxue walked hand in hand to the angel statue. Ye Qiu could see clearly that the angel statue's eyes were glowing slightly and constantly flashing.

The seven honorees had already stood in their respective positions, dressed in their special formal attire, their faces solemn yet smiling.

The engagement ceremony of Qian Renxue and Ye Qiu will be witnessed by the Angel God and the seven elders of the Spirit Hall as witnesses to this marriage of mutual affection.

"Keep it simple... Let's begin."

A voice that only Qian Daoliu, Ye Qiu, and Qian Renxue could hear rang in their ears.

Upon hearing the ancestor's voice, Qian Daoliu did not linger and immediately signaled to the two that they could begin.

"Hehe... I haven't prepared much for today. Since our ancestors are here, I'll just state my vows to them directly."

Ye Qiu and Qian Renxue turned to look at each other and smiled, holding hands and interlocking their fingers.

Almost simultaneously, they uttered their vows to each other and to the angel statue...

"I am willing to become Qian Renxue's guardian knight, to protect what she protects, to think what she thinks, to shield her from wind and rain, to tread through thorns, no matter the hardships or clear skies, no matter the humble dust or the glory, no matter the world's decline or the gods' forgetting, I will wield my sword and move forward, to protect her and love her, until the end of time!"

"I am willing to become Ye Qiu's guardian angel, to love what he loves, to think what he thinks, to bear his pain and help him through his suffering, whether in poverty or wealth, whether lowly or noble, whether in chaotic times or abandoned by the gods, I will draw my sword for him and fold my wings for him, never leaving him, until forever!"

Chapter 781 Qian Renxue

As the two of them finished speaking.

The angel statue began to flicker slightly, and this time even the other six worshippers noticed it...

A fanatical expression crept onto his face.

As staunch supporters of the Qian family, they are naturally also fervent believers in the angels.

Unexpectedly, Ye Qiu and Qian Renxue's marriage was approved by the angel god; they are truly a match made in heaven.

Ye Qiu and Qian Renxue, however, had strange expressions on their faces.

They were only doing this because they heard the Angel God's complaints, which were not recognition at all, but rather made them cringe.

"Tsk tsk... I'm getting old, those words are really a bit cheesy."

In the space filled with endless holy fire, the Angel God sat atop the Angelic Sword, looking down at Ye Qiu and Qian Renxue's unfriendly expressions. He smiled knowingly, completely oblivious to his own unease... On his face, which was exactly like Qian Renxue's, a playful expression appeared that Qian Renxue had never shown before.

"Alright, as a newcomer... I'll just do a small favor."

The Angel God gently raised his hand.

He waved.

In an instant, two torrents of golden flames shot out from the eyes of the angel statue, landing on Qian Renxue and Ye Qiu and engulfing them.

"This shall be my gift. As long as you silently recite each other's names and recall each other's faces, you will be able to sense each other's presence." The voice of the Angel God echoed softly within the hall.

"We have met Your Majesty the Angel! May you bless our Spirit Hall for eternity!"

The six worshippers, including Jin'e, knelt down on the ground in unison.

"Thank you, ancestors."

Qian Renxue put away her unfriendly expression and bowed slightly to express her gratitude.

"Thank you, senior..."

Just as Ye Qiu was about to bow, the Angel God stopped him.

"You don't need to bow."

He then answered the wishes of Jin'e and the others.

"For matters concerning future generations, you need to consult Ye Qiu; he is fully capable of handling it..."

The Angel God propped his head up, lounging lazily in his seat. His next words echoed only in the golden space, unheard by anyone else.

"Even I have to rely on him... whether in the past or in the future... this kid is always the one who rides on my head."

The myth of angels faded away.

Golden Crocodile Douluo and even Qian Daoliu looked at Ye Qiu with shock and excitement.

"Uh..."

Ye Qiu paused for a moment, then grasped Qian Renxue's soft hand and smiled slightly.

"Dear seniors... I will do my best."

"Haha...Alright, we old folks won't get involved in what happens next. Xiaoxue, you can arrange things yourself." Qian Daoliu nodded in satisfaction. After repeatedly consulting the God of Angels, he fell silent and prepared to leave with his other brothers.

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"Come on, I'll show you to my room."

Qian Renxue, her face flushed with embarrassment, wearing a wedding dress, pulled Ye Qiu out of the offering hall and headed towards the back of the hall... where a duplex building stood prominently.

Ye Qiu quietly followed beside Qian Renxue, enjoying the evening breeze and looking at the spire of the Papal Palace standing halfway up the mountain. He couldn't help but think of... what Bibi Dong had done to him.

Upon entering Qian Renxue's boudoir, the colors were not significantly different from those in the Crown Prince's residence, only more childlike, with more toys, dolls, and long cushions. Although Qian Renxue had been gone for many years, this place had retained the appearance of her childhood.

"Xue'er, these past years must have been very difficult for you."

Ye Qiu gently held Qian Renxue in his arms, and she obediently did not move.

"It was indeed very uncomfortable at first, but you'll get used to it." Qian Renxue smiled, her face flushed with shyness. Ye Qiu trembled. Before he knew it, Qian Renxue had grabbed his head and gently pushed him down onto the bed, saying softly, "Although I'm not ready to give myself to you yet, I am. Ye Qiu... if you dare to betray me, then I'll chop up what defiled me tonight and feed it to the dogs, do you understand?"

Qian Renxue gently stroked Ye Qiu's chest, her heart overflowing with shame, yet she still opened her mouth to Ye Qiu, her moist pink tongue swirling within, as if greeting him, or perhaps telling him what was about to happen. "Xue'er, really, you don't have to do this. Aren't you a pure angel? You..."

"But I have a fiancé now, your fiancée. No matter what... I still need to be baptized and instilled by you. I've thought it through very clearly... You are my lover, and serving you... is not something that makes me less sacred. If this makes me less sacred, then it means... one day in the future, you will betray me! Being done that kind of thing by someone who doesn't love me is the real defilement! If that day ever comes, then I will personally cleanse that filth!" Qian Renxue stared straight at Ye Qiu. She had already figured it out. She would be Ye Qiu's wife in the future, no different from other women. She would be jealous, have children, and enjoy marital bliss. It was just an ordinary thing.

"Xue'er, I won't let you down, but... I'm sorry, I... I can't give you what you want." Ye Qiu gently hugged Qian Renxue in his arms. He was now certain that even if Qian Renxue became stronger than him in the future, she would never do anything like imprisoning someone in a secret room again.

"It's alright, it's because I came later...it's because you, you bastard, look like this and have such a strange martial soul." Qian Renxue hugged Ye Qiu tightly from above, her red lips touching his. Every time she spoke, a warm, fragrant breeze wafted over them. She gently captured Ye Qiu's lips, murmuring, "Tonight...you are my husband. I'm not some angel, just your woman, your wife. I will do what I should do..."

"Xue'er, I understand." Ye Qiu gently accepted Qian Renxue's gift, relieving his parched throat. He had never imagined that the high and mighty Qian Renxue would embrace his mind like this. He felt Qian Renxue's delicate body slide down against him, feeling the cool breeze on his scalp that quickly turned hot, like being doused with snowflakes, cold and damp, then warm. Ye Qiu's eyes widened. He lacked Ning Rongrong's maturity and reliability, instead appearing awkward and hesitant. Yet, Ye Qiu was still incredibly excited. Perhaps this was the so-called sense of amplification. A high-mountain flower had fallen to earth, serving him wholeheartedly. Ye Qiu had never tensed his body so tightly before.

Meanwhile, in the golden space, watching Qian Renxue dozing off on Ye Qiu's stomach, drooling, the Angel God was immediately horrified. His face turned ashen, then flushed red with shame. He stared wide-eyed at Ye Qiu gripping Qian Renxue's hair, swaying back and forth, wishing he could jump out and separate them. But the Angel God didn't. Instead, he sat dejectedly yet relievedly on his throne, watching Qian Renxue's performance, and sighed. "It seems I have no choice but to give up on Xue'er's body. I simply can't accept what's on her face! Eating... and she can even swallow it!"