"Sister Xue, are you really sure?"
Mu Ci's slightly hoarse voice reached Qian Renxue's ears. Her snow-white arms encircled her neck, her hazy gaze fixed on her handsome lover.
Of course she was sure, she had been sure for a long time, that she would only recognize the person before her for the rest of her life.
"Of course, are you still going back now?"
Mu Ci's hands rested on Qian Renxue's waist, the distance between their hearts allowing them to feel each other's burning passion.
"Even if you regret it now, it's useless."
The next moment, Mu Ci kissed her alluring red lips again, which they had just parted from.
Overwhelmed by an irrepressible urge, Mu Ci scooped up Qian Renxue and carried her to the bedside.
Qian Renxue, lost in a deep kiss, regained some consciousness and, with a slight effort, the two tumbled together.
"Sister Xue?"
"Wait a minute, take that thing off the table."
Qian Renxue frowned, her heavy breathing making her words fragmented.
She didn't want that thing beside her during this most important moment.
Mu Ci didn't answer, but his actions revealed his urgency.
A flash of azure light appeared, and azure vine sprouted from the void, kicking Tang Hao's head into a corner like a ball.
It also covered him with a thick layer of azure wood.
After all this, the shadows cast by the soul tool blended, and even the heavy darkness couldn't dispel the warmth.
The next morning.
Mu Ci awoke from his sleep and saw the languid, beautiful goddess beside him, feeling a pang of pity.
Lost in blissful reverie, Mu Ci felt that everything in the world was so beautiful.
However, Mu Ci's movement also jolted Qian Renxue awake from her reverie. Her hazy eyes gradually focused, and looking at her lover embracing her, her red lips unconsciously curved into a smile.
"You're awake, Sister Xue?"
Mu Ci felt the subtle movement and looked up at Qian Renxue's blushing face. "Mmm!"
Qian Renxue responded to her lover, then felt a slight unease in her body and frowned slightly.
"Are you feeling a little unwell?"
Mu Ci noticed Qian Renxue's subtle change in expression instantly and quickly understood the reason.
Seeing Mu Ci's knowing question, Qian Renxue patted her with her snow-white arm.
"I know, why do you still ask? I don't know where you get so much energy. Even I, a Soul Saint, can't handle it."
Mu Ci smiled somewhat embarrassedly, thinking to herself: Isn't this to be expected? Abundant Divine Power is trustworthy!
Besides, with her current physical abilities comparable to a powerful attack-type Title Douluo, wouldn't she be useless if she weren't strong?
Mu Ci adjusted Qian Renxue's posture to make her more comfortable, while her palms were covered with abundant power, which flowed like water, nourishing Qian Renxue's uncomfortable body.
The abundant power nourished every cell in her body, circulating endlessly.
At this moment, Qian Renxue felt as if she were soaking in a hot spring, all her fatigue and discomfort swept away.
After a moment, Mu Ci withdrew the abundant power and asked Qian Renxue,
"How are you? Are you feeling better?"
At this moment, Qian Renxue was as soft as a kitten, speaking sweetly in Mu Ci's ear.
"I'm all better."
"But I have a question?"
Mu Ci's hands were now a little restless, answering somewhat absentmindedly.
"What's the problem?"
Qian Renxue ignored the strange feeling emanating from her body and turned Mu Ci's face towards her. "What number am I?"
"What number?"
Mu Ci was taken aback, not quite understanding what Qian Renxue meant.
"What do you think?" Qian Renxue looked at Mu Ci with a hint of reproach, gently pinching the cheek she was holding.
"Oh, of course you're my number one."
Mu Ci also realized what she meant and replied solemnly to Qian Renxue's beautiful face.
"So, I'm the eldest sister?"
Qian Renxue was somewhat surprised by the answer and immediately sat up, looking at Mu Ci with a joyful expression.
However, she quickly looked at Mu Ci with suspicion and asked with a slightly questioning tone,
"You've been with them for so long, haven't you taken it any further?"
Mu Ci looked at the disbelieving Qian Renxue with a wry smile and pulled her into her arms.
"You really are number one. They're still young, so they haven't taken the final step yet."
But as soon as Mu Ci finished speaking, he felt manipulated.
"Hiss!"
"You mean I'm old?"
Qian Renxue's face was frosty, as if she would strike hard if the man in front of her didn't answer well.
Mu Ci quickly tried to salvage the situation, "No, Sister Xue will always be so young, even more so after we become gods. There's no such thing as age."
Qian Renxue gave a satisfied hum.
Considering the satisfactory answer, she wouldn't hold it against him.
She was just bluffing; she would never actually do such a thing. The two lay quietly for a while, Qian Renxue's voice ethereal, tinged with worry.
"Little brother, is Tang Hao in great danger?"
Yesterday, Qian Renxue was so moved that she forgot that Haotian Douluo Tang Hao was someone who could kill her father.
It was unimaginable how much Mu Ci had paid to kill Tang Hao.
Mu Ci stroked Qian Renxue's smooth golden hair, replying with a light laugh,
"No, Tang Hao's injuries are extremely severe; killing him wouldn't be difficult."
Then, Mu Ci briefly recounted how she obtained the Xuan Deer sacrifice and how Tang Hao had ambushed her.
"That Tang Hao deserves to die!"
Qian Renxue's golden eyes blazed with killing intent, her breathing becoming heavy.
If Mu Ci's strength hadn't far exceeded her expectations, she would likely have lost another man who was most important to her.
"Alright, Sister Xue, Tang Hao has been killed, so let's not discuss him anymore."
Although Mu Ci was comforting Qian Renxue, her own brows furrowed.
After Qian Renxue's reminder, Mu Ci now had time to think about Tang Hao.
If she remembered the time correctly, Tang San should have already enrolled at Shrek Academy. Shouldn't Tang Hao be hiding in the shadows, protecting Tang San and Xiao Wu?
"Why did he inexplicably come to Sunset Forest?"
Mu Ci couldn't understand it.
Why didn't Tang Hao watch over his son and the 100,000-year-old soul beast, but instead came to the completely unrelated Sunset Forest, and coincidentally witnessed him being sacrificed by a soul beast?
It was too illogical.
Mu Ci considered many possibilities, but none could convince herself.
She could only add a variable, thinking about it from a higher perspective.
Only in this way could she rationalize Tang Hao's behavior without any loopholes.
The God of Asura!