Douluo Dalu, a junior student, started his journey after being adopted by Bibi Dong.

The next moment, Tang Yu's pupils suddenly widened, because two black-robed figures appeared out of thin air beside him, one on his left and one on his right.

A man froze all his men in ice; the cold air and ice crystals covered everything, and the men remained frozen in their original poses like statues.

The two men were simultaneously and openly displaying their killing intent towards him, making it extremely difficult for Tang Yu to breathe.

In his panic, he tried to summon his martial soul, but Yue Qingge slapped him, interrupting him. Tang Yu felt a tightness in his chest, gasped for breath, and his face flushed red. He panicked, cold sweat beading on his forehead, and blurted out his identity: "I am Tang Yu of the Clear Sky Sect…" "Shut up!"

A head, its eyes wide open in death, was severed by a golden greatsword. The head tumbled twice in the air, its face frozen in shock and fear.

After Yue Qingge retracted the surrounding ice blocks, the ice crystals turned into tiny specks of light and dissipated into the air.

Qian Renxue casually unleashed a handful of sacred fire. Golden flames leaped and burned in the darkness, incinerating everything before leaving a lingering odor in the air.

Finally, a single, sacred feather remained, perched between the charred remains and his head. Feeling it was too casual, Yue Qingge broke the feather into several pieces, the white and golden fragments falling irregularly in the direction he had gone.

"That's fine. How long do you think it will take for them to find out?" Yue Qingge clapped her hands and turned to look at Qian Renxue.

Qian Renxue gazed at the scene of devastation, golden flames still licking at the remaining charred remains: "I don't know, let's leave first."

She tugged at Yue Qingge's sleeve, and the two figures once again disappeared into the mountain mist.

The two hurried away, their footsteps fading into the distance, before returning to Bai Chenxiang's clan territory.

After being informed, the two were able to see Bai Chenxiang again.

Bai Chenxiang had changed into a clean set of clothes, her light purple skirt swaying gently.

After entering the house, Yue Qingge didn't say anything, but just stared at Bai Chenxiang. Bai Chenxiang felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze, and her cheeks slowly turned red.

Bai He, standing to the side, sensed the subtle atmosphere and his cloudy old eyes darted back and forth between Yue Qingge and Bai Chenxiang.

After waving his hand to disperse the crowd, leaving only the four of them in the room, he turned his gaze to Yue Qingge.

"Moon Benefactor, is there something you can't say about it?"

"If you need anything, I can help you as much as I can." He said, bowing slightly.

But Bai He shook his head in disappointment, because he noticed that Yue Qingge's gaze remained fixed on Bai Chenxiang, and there was no malice in her gaze, nor any intention to ask for help.

A moment later, Yue Qingge stepped forward and stood in front of Bai Chenxiang, his tall figure completely enveloping her petite body.

He gently rubbed Bai Chenxiang's hair with his palm. The most incredible thing was that Bai Chenxiang did not show any discomfort. Instead, she obediently half-closed her eyes and unconsciously rubbed her head against Yue Qingge's palm.

Just as Baihe was about to stop, he froze on the spot, his mouth open and forgetting to close, his cloudy old eyes filled with disbelief.

He knew his granddaughter's eccentric temperament. Bai Chenxiang never let anyone touch her, not even him, her grandfather, had ever been close to her, let alone stroked her hair.

But now, she so meekly accepted being touched by a stranger, let alone by anyone else.

Yue Qingge slowly lowered his body to look Bai Chenxiang in the eye. His eyes were very close to hers, so close that Bai Chenxiang could see her own reflection in his pupils.

"Girl, would you like to come with me? Or rather, study with me?" As soon as she finished speaking, Yue Qingge glanced at Bai He, seemingly unintentionally. Bai Chenxiang froze on the spot, her light purple eyes wide open. "This...this isn't right, I can't trouble my benefactor any further."

"She's still young and of school age. I have a good relationship with the renowned Tianshui Academy, which is full of girls and quite safe."

"At least we won't see another disappearance," he added, his voice carrying a deeper meaning.

Bai He seemed lost in thought. Bai Chenxiang had always hired older women from the clan to teach her privately.

Although the older women did their best, it was ultimately not systematic enough, because there was simply no suitable all-female academy where Bai Chenxiang could study with peace of mind.

He nodded, a hint of relief flashing in his cloudy eyes. He turned to Bai Chenxiang and asked, "Xiangxiang, what do you say?"

Bai Chenxiang's light purple eyes were slightly flustered, but she calmed down in an instant and took a deep breath.

She finally chose to comply, nodding gently, her light purple hair swaying over her shoulders. Knowing that her grandfather was alright, she felt relieved.

Chapter 151 Revealing

“I think we can give it a try. Come to think of it, I’m not young anymore.” Bai Chenxiang came to Yue Qingge’s side, her light purple hair swaying gently behind her. She turned around and waved to Bai He.

"Grandpa, don't worry, I'm fine."

Bai He stood under the porch, somewhat puzzled. Bai Chenxiang had never agreed to anything so readily before.

However, seeing Bai Chenxiang's behavior, his heart skipped a beat, and the expression on his aged face froze. Could it be that she had been kidnapped?

Thinking of this, his face stiffened, and his wrinkles gathered together, as if trying to stop him.

His hand was already raised, his fingers trembling slightly, and he was about to speak. Yue Qingge patted her chest reassuringly: "You've naturally heard of Tianshui. If you really want to see it, it's only a few days' journey for you."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Bai Chenxiang slightly. Bai He's hand froze in mid-air, then slowly withdrew. He opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing.

Those cloudy old eyes watched the three people's backs. Bai Chenxiang even put on the black robe with smooth and effortless movements.

Oh no, this guy is really skilled.

After putting on her black robe, Bai Chenxiang turned around, gave Bai He a forced smile, and waved.

The hem of his black robe fluttered gently in the mountain breeze, gradually disappearing into the mountain mist. Bai He stood still, gazing at the winding mountain path, motionless for a long time. Bai Liang walked to his side and softly called out, "Clan Chief." Only then did he come to his senses, wave his hand, and turn to walk back into the house. Three days later, Yue Qingge sat in the sedan chair, the afterglow of the setting sun shining through the window onto his profile.

He held a communication soul tool in his hand, from which came Bibi Dong's voice:

"The informant only summoned the entire sect; there wasn't much other reaction. Perhaps some Title Douluo are conducting a private patrol. Do you want to come back?" Her tone carried a hint of concern. Since their last communication, Yue Qingge had already arranged for Bibi Dong's personnel to leave the Spirit Hall under the guise of establishing diplomatic relations with Tianshui Academy.

Qian Xunji didn't think too much about it. He sat in his large chair, tapping his fingers on the armrest, and looked quite happy.

He wasn't stupid; he naturally noticed the personnel changes, but he only thought it was Bibi Dong showing weakness and making concessions.

So when Bibi Dong left, he was still thinking about making a big splash. A sly smile of determination appeared on his face, as if he was going to take everything back into his hands.

After Yue Qingge turned off the communication, he sat down to the side and casually placed the soul tool on the table. Qian Renxue remained sitting beside him.

Golden eyes were fixed on the object in his hand. As soon as he turned it off, she immediately moved closer, her soft body almost pressed against his arm, filled with barely suppressed excitement and anticipation: "So, are we going to kill that guy named Tang San?"

Her golden pupils revealed joy, but a dark shadow appeared deep within her expression. The shadow swirled in her eyes, as if something suppressed was stirring within her, yet she unconsciously forced it down.

Yue Qingge gently stroked her hair, her palm sliding from the top of her head to her ear: "Go on, we've covered most of the journey now."

From the moment she left the Min tribe, Yue Qingge headed straight for the Kingdom of Barak.

The carriage sped along the mountain road, the scenery outside the window rushing past, traveling day and night. Qian Renxue nestled familiarly into his arms like a kitten that had found a warm nest.

Her ample breasts pressed perfectly against his legs, the soft, full touch penetrating through the fabric. She adjusted her position, finding the most comfortable angle, and nestled herself inside him.

She gestured towards another room, her rosy lips slightly pouting, a mischievous glint in her golden eyes:

"What have you been doing with your little girl? She hasn't shown any signs of life after all this time." She finished speaking, her eyes slightly upturned, looking at Yue Qingge with a half-smile. Then, Qian Renxue wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her cheek against his shoulder.

She remained silent, simply leaning against him, her eyelashes fluttering gently. Yue Qingge then reached out and gently massaged his firm heart, pressing it lightly with her palm, feeling the soft elasticity flowing between her fingers.

He then lowered his gaze to her golden hair. His fingers ran through it, gently combing it: "Isn't this because I want to feed my angel first?"

Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue rubbed her cheek against his in protest. With a hint of coquettishness and shyness, she gently rubbed against him, leaving a warm sensation.

Then she heard Yue Qingge laugh, which made her cheeks flush even more. "So, are we having dinner again tonight?"

Yue Qingge's lips brushed close to her ear, her voice carrying a hint of seduction. The warm breath caressed her earlobe, and her sensitive earlobe immediately flushed crimson.

As she spoke, Yue Qingge's fingers slipped through the elegant golden gown, deftly avoiding the layers of fabric and tracing a path along her delicate, snow-white skin.

She gently rubbed those full, plump lips, and with her fingertip lightly grinding between the soft, warm crevice, the spiritual liquid that Yue Qingge had planted slowly flowed out from that crevice.

The warm spiritual liquid soaked his fingertips, dripping onto his thighs, leaving a small damp patch on the dark fabric.

"Eek~ No more—"

Qian Renxue's voice was as soft as spring water, with a hint of languor and gentleness. She was touched on a sensitive chord, and her body trembled slightly.

She lowered her head, resting her forehead against Yue Qingge's collarbone, then awkwardly shifted her body, squirming in his arms, wanting to break free but unwilling to leave.

"I don't have the habit of polishing guns for others. You should ask her."

"It was just right to let her relieve my worries, my body was swollen and it was a bit awkward to walk."

As she spoke, her voice grew softer and softer until it was almost inaudible. Qian Renxue pouted, her rosy lips slightly turned forward, and her little fists, filled with embarrassment and annoyance, landed lightly on his body.

Yue Qingge smiled and reached out to grasp her little fist, enveloping her slender fingers in her large palm: "My Xiaoxue is so cute."

Once the sticky finger was safely withdrawn, leaving a wisp of silver thread at its tip, Yue Qingge finally released her.

Exhausted, Qian Renxue collapsed onto the soft couch, her whole body seemingly devoid of bones, limp and sprawled among the brocade quilts.

Her long, golden hair was scattered on the pillow. She quickly closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and her breathing gradually became even and long, forgetting that there was still Yue Qingge's spiritual liquid in her Angel Cave.

The elixir was slowly flowing through the crevice, leaving a winding trail on her fair, snow-white skin.

Yue Qingge stood by the bed, looking down at her sleeping face. The usual aloofness and reserve were gone from that delicate face, replaced by a languid and peaceful contentment, with a faint smile playing on her lips.

Just as he was about to purify the spiritual liquid for her, he raised his fingers, and his soul power condensed at his fingertips.

But then I saw the elementary school steamed bun constantly moving, its thick lips opening and closing as if breathing, slowly revealing the residue inside.

Chapter 152 Little Ice Cream

That smooth, white, sacred place was moistened by the spiritual liquid, the red and white colors distinct, enchanting and captivating. ① He was momentarily tempted again, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down. He took a deep breath and suppressed the impulse.

Instead of continuing to wash, he reached out and pulled over the quilt, gently unfolding it and covering Qian Renxue's body, concealing her slightly protruding belly.

He then turned and walked out of the room, the door closing softly behind him with a faint "click".

He walked towards Bai Chenxiang, the wooden planks in the corridor creaking slightly under his feet.

Bai Chenxiang was still meditating and cultivating in her room. She sat cross-legged on the couch, her hands resting naturally on her knees, her long, light purple hair falling over her shoulders.

She was naturally talented, and she worked very hard, not wanting to waste a single second. A faint fluctuation of soul power circulated around her.

""

Suddenly, a series of knocks sounded from outside. Bai Chenxiang opened her eyes, her light purple pupils clear in the candlelight.

It's obvious who it is at this time; it could only be Yue Qingge.

She carefully climbed off the couch, her bare feet touching the cool wooden floor, her toes curling slightly.

She walked to the door, gently opened it at a small angle, revealing only a narrow crack, and peeked out to see him.

But she forgot about her height. The gap in the door was right above her forehead, so she could only tilt her head back, her whole body shrouded in the shadow cast by Yue Qingge.

Yue Qingge couldn't help but laugh at her expression. He reached out and grabbed her little face, gently rubbing her soft cheeks with his fingers: "What are you looking at? Aren't you going to take me inside? I just brought some food, let's eat it while it's hot." Bai Chenxiang's lips were slightly pouting as he rubbed her cheeks, and she blinked her light purple eyes.

She glanced at the delicate food box in his hand, still steaming. Her gaze lingered for a moment, then she slowly took a few steps back, opened the door, and let him in.

Even if the door isn't opened, he can still get in.

Yue Qingge stepped across the threshold, placed the food on the table, opened the food box, and brought out plate after plate of steaming dishes, filling half the table.

The aroma of food filled the air; there was meat, vegetables, and a bowl of steaming soup.

The two sat down opposite each other, with Yue Qingge sitting opposite Bai Chenxiang, separated by a small square table.

Yue Qingge watched Bai Chenxiang busily preparing the food. Bai Chenxiang felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze, her eyelashes trembling slightly, but she still focused on what she was doing, setting out the bowls and chopsticks one by one.

After everything was ready, Yue Qingge picked up her chopsticks, gently tapped the rim of the bowl, making a crisp "ding" sound, and called out to her to eat: "Eat while it's hot, but I'm not leaving today." Bai Chenxiang's hand, which had just picked up a chopstick, froze. Her fair hand stopped in mid-air, and the green vegetables between her chopsticks wobbled slightly.

Her movements froze for a moment, her light purple eyes widened slightly, reflecting Yue Qingge's calm face.

After a moment, she answered sullenly, "Okay." Her voice was low, carrying a hint of resigned helplessness.

She knew she was walking into a trap; from the day she agreed to go with him, she knew this day would come.

She just hadn't expected it to be so fast. She tightened her grip on her chopsticks slightly.

However, after cultivating for a long time, she was indeed a little hungry. Her stomach rumbled softly in the quiet moment, and her cheeks flushed slightly.

She simply agreed and then fell silent, picking at her food and eating slowly.

Yue Qingge watched her but did not make any specific move. She simply held the bowl, picked up some food with her chopsticks and put it in her mouth, but her gaze remained fixed on her.

He tapped his knuckles twice on the table.

"dong dong"

The sudden sound drew Bai Chenxiang's attention back. She tilted her head, looking at Yue Qingge with puzzled eyes, her light purple eyes filled with confusion. She tilted her head slightly to one side, trying to read something from his face. "Have you forgotten what I said again? We're eating in a secluded spot, what should you do?"

A blush appeared on Bai Chenxiang's face, but it was fleeting, replaced by a submissive calm.

She stuck her head under the table, bent down, and took off her little shoes, revealing the tiny ice cream.

Her feet were as white as snow, her toes were round and full, her toenails had a faint pink tinge, and her ankles were slender with beautiful arches like crescent moons.

Yue Qingge simply ate her meal silently, picking up food with her chopsticks and putting it into her mouth. She paid no attention to the little girl who crawled under the table, and didn't even bother to look down at her.

Bai Chenxiang's lips were slightly pursed into a line, as if she had made up her mind. She came to Yue Qingge's room, her knees pressed against the cool wooden floor, twisted her body upwards, and reached out her palm, her slender fingers slowly untying the belt around his waist.

After finally managing to pull the pants down a little, the farm tool, which was throbbing with unstoppable energy, leaped into her palm.

The astonishing farm tool made her pause slightly, a throbbing pulse coming from her palm.