Douluo Continent: My Sharingan is a bit unorthodox

"Miss, what do you think?"

Tang San handed over the hidden arrow in his sleeve and looked at Ning Rongrong with confidence.

Upon hearing her reply, his expression froze.

"What kind of garbage is this! I don't want it!"

Ning Rongrong glanced contemptuously at the silent dart in his hand, her voice full of disdain.

She still had the Zhuge Repeating Crossbow that Ye Qiu had given her in her soul tool! And she'd played with hidden blades before...

"What! You just said my hidden weapons are trash!?" Tang San was stunned for a moment, then flew into a rage.

In his heart, every Tang Clan hidden weapon was a supreme treasure, the very faith that sustained him, and he would not tolerate any doubt or desecration from others.

Moreover, calling it garbage!

"Hmph! I didn't expect you to be deaf. You're a complete waste of my time!"

Ning Rongrong snorted coldly, ignored him, and was about to leave.

Watching his retreating figure, Tang San's eyes flashed with a cold light, and the hidden arrow he gripped tightly in his hand was ready to be fired.

Insulting the Tang Clan's hidden weapons is a death sentence!

"Hehe... I'll let you taste the power of hidden weapons!" Tang San murmured, preparing to unleash his Tang Clan's ultimate technique.

Even on the street, he wasn't worried about being exposed. The unpredictability of his hidden weapons was something these natives couldn't comprehend!

"Kid, you shot and damaged my shop. Let's talk about compensation!"

"Who goes there!" A sudden gust of cold wind swept behind him, making Tang San's hair stand on end, as if he had encountered something terrifying.

A long, broad, yet bony hand landed on his shoulder without him noticing.

Turning his head to the side, a face with a long, narrow shape and a hooked nose came into Tang San's view.

The hidden dart in his hand was immediately fired at him.

Swish! Snap!

Unfortunately, he was subdued and dragged into a dimly lit shop where they were reluctant to turn on the lights.

Ning Rongrong, who hadn't gone far, turned back to look at the location of the shop, a cold glint in her eyes.

"Is this Tang San? Ye Qiu's enemy..."

When Ye Qiu handed the Zhuge Repeating Crossbow to her, he specifically instructed her not to expose it to anyone who also used this weapon, and that person was Tang San!

……

Night fell, in Tiandou City, at the Crown Prince's residence.

Ye Qiu arrived at the secret room as usual.

As soon as he appeared, Qian Renxue was already sitting there waiting for him.

"You're late!" Qian Renxue's calm voice echoed in the secret room.

"Yes, I'm sorry!" Ye Qiu sat down naturally next to her and drank the tea that she had already poured.

These past two days, Xiao Lan has also been staying in the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well Secret Realm, and she's been causing quite a bit of trouble.

"Let's skip the cultivation today and try out the Martial Soul Fusion Technique!"

Qian Renxue put down the teapot in her hand. She had been practicing the Yin-Yang Heart Sutra for some time now, and it was time to see the results.

He got up and walked to the new bed.

Ye Qiu behind her remained completely still, neither responding to her nor making any move.

She turned around and looked at him strangely.

"What's wrong?"

"Hehe...shouldn't you give me the thing? You keep dragging your feet, it's making things difficult for me!"

Ye Qiu tapped the table lightly, a wry smile on his face.

"Hmph! I was planning to give it to you after I finished cultivating, but since you need it now, take it!"

Swish!

Qian Renxue reached into her bosom, and a scroll of animal hide appeared in her palm.

It was thrown towards Ye Qiu.

It had dragged on long enough, and seeing his sour face, Qian Renxue's anger had subsided considerably.

Ye Qiu held the animal skin scroll in his hand; it was still slightly warm and had a faint fragrance.

I slowly unfolded it and checked the contents.

"Would I lie to you?" Qian Renxue frowned, somewhat displeased with his actions.

"I was just curious..." Ye Qiu replied casually, while carefully reading the contents.

After a long while, Ye Qiu finally closed the scroll of "Hidden Spirit Secret Technique" and put it into his Divine Might Space.

"Alright! You can start cultivating now!" Ye Qiu stood up with satisfaction, went to the bed and sat down cross-legged.

"You're going the wrong way, turn around!"

"Huh? Wasn't it always like this?" Ye Qiu looked at her curiously.

Suddenly, I noticed that Qian Renxue's face had become incredibly rosy.

"Since this is our first time using a Soul Fusion Skill, we should stay close together..."

Ye Qiu's heart skipped a beat, as if recalling those sensual scenes from before: snow-white skin, lotus-like arms and jade-like feet, warm and soft...

"What are you thinking about?" Seeing Ye Qiu lost in thought, with a slight blush on his face, she immediately scolded him shyly.

"Cough cough...N-nothing, you have to promise not to cut me again after this is over!"

After coughing twice, Ye Qiu felt he should give her a heads-up first, lest the secret room need to be repaired again.

"Hmph! It's all because of you. If you dare to open your eyes again this time, I won't let you off!"

"Okay, I remember!"

As he spoke, Ye Qiu had already turned around.

After making her harsh remarks, Qian Renxue pulled on her skirt and slowly sat down on Ye Qiu's lap.

No matter how many times, neither of them could find peace in these situations.

Sitting on Ye Qiu's lap, her heart raced and her body felt slightly numb.

Qian Renxue wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs tightly around his waist.

Ye Qiu closed his eyes, reached out and climbed onto her waist, pulling her into his arms.

Soft, fragrant, fiery...

The two embraced intimately, their heights almost the same.

Qian Renxue sat on his lap, feeling the warmth of his breath on her collar, which made her heart feel hot.

A rosy glow spread out, and Qian Renxue lowered her head slightly, touching Ye Qiu's forehead.

Ye Qiu also slowly tilted his head back and kept his eyes closed.

Although he couldn't see the face in front of him, the fragrant breeze lingering around his nose was enough to stir up his imagination.

The pressure on his chest made him need to breathe more forcefully, his breath hitting Qian Renxue's face.

With each breath, they could feel each other's presence.

Looking at Ye Qiu's features—eyebrows, nose, mouth... with just a slight movement forward, he could capture those two thin lips...

Qian Renxue frowned, suppressing the slight impulse in her heart, and slowly closed her eyes.

"let's start!"

"Ok!"

Ye Qiu responded to her with a nasal tone, and the two began to slowly circulate their soul power.

Golden light mingled with blood-red light above the heads of the two people on the bed.

A six-winged angel with its eyes closed was also sitting cross-legged in the air.

Huge in size.

Eight spirit rings are floating below: one purple and two black, two yellow, two purple, and one black.

Ye Qiu's first soul ring (Divine Might) and Qian Renxue's second soul ring (Wings of Nothingness) suddenly lit up.

The six wings behind him moved without wind, causing ripples in the surrounding space.

As it stirred, the entire six-winged angel began to appear and disappear.

Along with Ye Qiu and the other person, it seemed as if they were about to break through space and enter another dimension.

In the end, the six-winged angel vanished into the void, visible but untouchable.

The eyes that were originally closed.