"Oh..." Qian Renxue let out a faint moan, weakly responding without much energy.
The two fingers on her chest seemed to have a magical effect.
As the fingertips gently kneaded and twisted, they slid along the full curve below. It was as if weak electric currents emanated from her mammary glands, spreading throughout her body, causing her to tremble and even her consciousness to become sluggish...
"Mm?!"
Suddenly, she straightened up.
The thin blanket hanging on her waist slipped off, revealing the round navel and flat abdomen hidden underneath.
Her porcelain-like smooth skin gleamed under the room's light, radiating a dazzling white glow.
She seemed unaware, grabbing the mischievous hand and turning to gaze at Su Cheng, her delicate brows tightly knitted.
"Are you talking about Zhu Zhuqing?"
"Yes, it's her." Su Cheng replied calmly, meeting her gaze.
"No, I don't agree."
"In fact... sigh, never mind, let's leave it at that."
Su Cheng sighed upon hearing this, then withdrew his arm and laid back, closing his eyes.
"?" Noticing his low spirits, Qian Renxue was taken aback.
After hesitating for a moment, she stammered, "What's wrong? What do you mean, never mind?"
"Nothing, let's sleep. We'll talk tomorrow."
"No, explain it clearly before sleeping."
"I know you wouldn't be happy with this arrangement." Su Cheng reopened his eyes, looking at her and speaking softly, "Although this is Bibi Dong's idea, I agree with it in my heart."
"You agree?!" Qian Renxue's voice suddenly rose.
"Since you know I don't want this, why did you agree? Besides, she's already taken as Bibi Dong's disciple. Why do you need to train her? She's not a child; she's not much younger than you!"
Seeing Su Cheng remain silent, Qian Renxue's aura became visibly agitated.
Deep in her eyes, a faint glow began to appear.
At the base of her white wings, a light black mist started to swirl.
"I could go with you. Why, do you think she's more useful than me?
In terms of strength, resources, and talent, how does Zhu Zhuqing compare to me? I can understand your willingness to train her, but is it necessary to go alone with her?"
Qian Renxue's intense reaction stemmed from the clear threat she felt from Zhu Zhuqing.
A sixteen-year-old peak Soul King, who could advance to Soul Emperor at any time, and possessed a unique martial spirit—she was undoubtedly a genius.
The most crucial aspect was Su Cheng's different attitude towards the girl.
The more she disparaged Zhu Zhuqing, the more it proved how seriously she took her.
If it were anyone else accompanying Su Cheng on this training journey, Qian Renxue might feel uncomfortable but wouldn't be this angry.
Some people she could completely ignore.
Currently, Qian Renxue wasn't focused on schemes and plots because she was strong enough to disregard the changes brought by those machinations.
Moreover, most things in the world weren't worth her mental effort.
But that didn't mean she was foolish.
On the contrary, being able to infiltrate the Heaven Dou Imperial Family for over ten years from a young age without leaving many flaws showed a level of cunning far beyond ordinary people.
However, even now, Su Cheng remained silent, patiently waiting for her to vent, silently watching her with his dark eyes.
"Say something!" Qian Renxue was becoming anxious.
"Xiaoxue, you should know that Zhuqing's martial spirit is very special, right?"
"That Hell White Tiger?"
"Yes, do you remember its origin?"
"The White Tiger martial spirit of the Dai family of the Star Luo Empire combined with the Hell Civet martial spirit of the Zhu family to form a martial spirit fusion skill?"
As she spoke, Qian Renxue's voice gradually slowed, her expression becoming thoughtful.
"The essence is a martial spirit fusion skill that truly merged into one, becoming a god-level martial spirit comparable to the Six-Winged Angel. Isn't this somewhat similar to your current situation?
Don't you think her growth could provide inspiration for your future development?"
"..." Qian Renxue was stunned, staring at Su Cheng, opening her mouth but unable to speak.
"Moreover, relying on soul beasts to condense soul rings to advance is a minor path. Zhuqing's willpower is equally strong, and she's ready to advance to Soul Emperor. I was considering taking her to see if she could form her own soul ring.
Your situation is even more special, with higher levels and cultivation. Achieving something similar would be much more difficult. This needs to be approached step by step. Fortunately, there's still time before you truly advance to Soul Douluo."
At this point, Su Cheng looked into Qian Renxue's eyes.
His gaze seemed to penetrate her pupils, looking into her soul.
There, another presence seemed to be silently watching.
"And that person has been hiding from me since our last meeting. What does she mean by that?"
"She... I..." Qian Renxue's voice lowered, stammering but not saying anything.
...
"Su Cheng guiding you in cultivation matters, you wouldn't mind that. He's better at these things and understands your situation more." Bibi Dong said calmly.
After a pause, she continued, "As for other matters, I've given you the opportunity. Whether you can seize it depends on your own abilities."
Zhu Zhuqing was silent for a moment.
Then she steadied herself and asked, "You said Qian Renxue is your daughter. Why are you helping me?"
"...I'd rather not have this daughter."
Bibi Dong, with her back to Zhu Zhuqing, inadvertently showed a gloomy expression.
The close and repulsive feelings from blood ties, and the constraints of this kinship, were the sources of her pain.
In the past, it was because of Qian Xunji, and now, Su Cheng stood between them.
And she couldn't escape, couldn't break free.
Zhu Zhuqing frowned.
Maybe Bibi Dong was truly considering her and planning for her, and indeed disliked her daughter.
But the unexpected changes and information still made her uneasy.
She didn't like this feeling.
Over the years, she had become accustomed to relying on herself, using her own methods to achieve her goals.
Those who plan and scheme most dislike unforeseen variables.
Two days later, Su Cheng didn't directly meet Zhu Zhuqing at the Pope's Palace but arrived outside the city first as agreed, waiting patiently.
In the past two days, Su Cheng didn't spend much time with Qian Renxue, nor did he guide Zhu Zhuqing much, mainly discussing the future plans of the Spirit Hall with Bibi Dong.
Today's early arrival was also Bibi Dong's idea, as she wanted to have a private conversation with Zhu Zhuqing.
At this time, Qian Renxue, dressed in black, suddenly appeared on the high city wall of Spirit City, then swiftly came to Su Cheng's side.
"Oh, you've finally come out? I thought you no longer recognized me as your father."
Seeing her appear, Su Cheng's eyes lit up, and he smiled.
Qian Renxue's face instantly turned red.
She had mentally prepared herself, but this sentence almost made her break down.
The scenes of that night, the wild entanglement, and her own babbling came back to her mind.
She suppressed her shyness, trying to stay calm, and stepped forward, coldly snorting, "Su Cheng, don't get cocky!"
"What makes you think I'm cocky?"
Su Cheng smiled, gently stroking her face, feeling the delicate touch and warmth, and whispered, "That kind of Xiaoxue is very cute too."
Qian Renxue's negative personality had always been carefree and unrestrained.
Even in front of him, her behavior, while not reckless, was rather nasty, and shy expressions were rare.
Such uncontrollable emotions and long periods of avoidance were very rare.
Hearing Su Cheng's words, Qian Renxue felt a tingling sensation from deep within her heart, instinctively avoiding his gaze, yet pretending to be disdainful, coldly snorting, "Don't think I'm as easy to fool as her. You better measure your intentions carefully."
While saying this, she extended her slender finger and gently poked his chest.
Su Cheng knew what she was hinting at but casually chuckled and changed the topic, "Don't you know what I intend to do? Just make sure you don't hide next time I come back."
Hearing his teasing, Qian Renxue felt a surge of anger, spreading her other fingers and grabbing Su Cheng's collar, fiercely questioning, "Why are you targeting me? Why didn't you make her call you brother or daddy that night?!"
When she mentioned "brother" and "daddy," her face couldn't help but heat up again.
"She didn't make me call her sister either." Su Cheng looked innocent, "Besides, she did call me brother."
"..." Qian Renxue was momentarily stunned, then shouted, "Just wait and see!"
"Alright, alright, someone's coming. Watch your image." Su Cheng, not caring about her weak threats, reached out and hugged her.
With his movements, Qian Renxue's expression quickly softened. Instead of struggling, she pressed her cheek against his chest.
After all, she was just stubborn and couldn't let go of her pride. She wouldn't be truly angry over such things.
To her, the chest and arms holding her now were her entire world.
"...Ahem."
After an unknown time, a soft cough came from behind.
Zhu Zhuqing had arrived.