Chapter 171: Gu Yue Na: Do Whatever You Want

Ah…… pain…… so much pain…… I don't want to live……

In midair, Gu Yue Na's body was still plummeting at extreme speed.

At the same time, she kept pounding her own head with both hands, and her beautiful features twisted from pain.

Even twisted, her underlying beauty remained, utterly stunning.

At this moment, Gu Yue Na's mind was a blank slate; she thought of nothing, nor did she wonder why Qianxunji could defeat her.

Because, in her head there was nothing but pain.

In the distance, Wu Ji and the others were flying over quickly.

Wu Ji watched Gu Yue Na plummet from the air, her face twisted in pain, her features contorted, her body trembling, and her eyes filled with shock.

At first, when the black demon sword of mental power formed by Qianxunji was shattered by the ancient divine sword of mental power formed by Gu Yue Na, she felt Qianxunji was surely dead.

But she never imagined that Qianxunji actually possessed a legendary twin martial soul.

The rarity of a twin martial soul cannot be described as merely scarce.

Because she had once traveled the continent for a while and had only heard that, among human Soul Masters over hundreds of thousands of years, only one person had ever possessed a twin martial soul.

And that twin martial soul possessor, upon reaching the rank of Titled Douluo, died from the backlash of the twin martial souls repelling each other.

And now, Qianxunji is actually the possessor of that legendary twin martial soul.

Moreover, not only had he perfectly resolved the aftermath of the twin martial souls' mutual repulsion, but his first martial soul, already powerful, was absolutely a top-tier divine martial soul.

What surprised her even more was that Qianxunji's second martial soul was even more terrifying than his first.

His first martial soul, the Twelve-Wing Fallen Angel, was already the highest-tier divine martial soul, while this green lotus was even more terrifying than the Twelve-Wing Fallen Angel martial soul.

Then, what level of martial soul is this green lotus, exactly?

Perhaps its terror cannot be described by any rank.

Now, Wu Ji watched Qianxunji win, her mood excellent, her charming face full of joy?

But while some rejoiced and others grieved, Wu Ji and her group were happy, yet Feicui Tian'e Bijie's face darkened.

Just now she saw the Silver Dragon King shatter the black demon sword condensed from Qianxunji's mental power, severely injuring Qianxunji.

She had thought that a second strike from the Silver Dragon King would directly slay Qianxunji.

But what she didn't expect was that the outcome was utterly reversed.

Not only was Qianxunji not slain by the Silver Dragon King, but he instead unleashed his second martial soul, directly severely injuring the Silver Dragon King.

At this moment, Bijie knew that the grudge against Di Tian could never be avenged.

After all, even the Silver Dragon King himself, when he struck directly, was severely wounded by Qianxunji, let alone her, a ferocious beast of only a few hundred thousand years.

Qianxunji looked at Gu Yue Na plummeting at extreme speed, moved his body, came to her side, and held her steadily in his arms.

Instantly, a wonderful sensation came; Qianxunji felt Gu Yue Na's delicate body soft and supple, her skin extremely fair and smooth.

At the same time, a gentle sniff drew a fragrant aroma straight into his nostrils, making Qianxunji feel refreshed and invigorated.

Qianxunji stroked Gu Yue Na's beautiful cheek, silently thinking that just holding her felt this wonderful, if only……

Wouldn't that be a feeling of floating like an immortal, one he'd be willing to have even if it meant death?

No wonder, no wonder that since ancient times heroes have found it hard to pass the beauty's gate.

It's not that heroes lack willpower, nor that they lack ambition, but because the beauty is simply too beautiful.

Moreover, someone like Gu Yue Na, who embodies the spirit of heaven and earth and is hailed as the number one peerless beauty of Douluo,

"Ah…… let me go…… get lost…… ah……"

Suddenly, Gu Yue Na, tormented by excruciating head pain, sensed she was being held in someone's arms; enduring the pain, she opened her eyes and saw it was Qianxunji, her body trembling as she shouted angrily:

"Let me go…… ah…… I, Gu Yue Na, will never let you hold me…… ah……"

Gu Yue Na shouted in pain while saying this.

After all, bodily pain also transmits to the nerves and straight into the brain.

And when mental power is severely damaged and the soul gravely injured, it can be said the pain reaches deep into the soul.

The pain of the soul can be a hundred times worse than bodily pain, or even more.

Facing Gu Yue Na's resistance, Qianxunji neither answered nor paid heed; instead he held her tightly, suspended in midair, and said:

"Gu Yue Na, do you feel your head is extremely painful right now?"

"Ah…… what's it to you…… ah…… my head hurts so much…… ah…… I'm about to die from pain…… I don't want to live……" Gu Yue Na replied while screaming in pain.

The pain made her speech broken and intermittent, and she suffered even as she spoke.

"Hehe!" Qianxunji gave a light smile, stroked her cheek once, and said slowly:

"If I say I can immediately heal your soul trauma right now, so you wouldn't be in pain?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Yue Na instinctively roared:

"Get lost…… what…… what are you saying…… ah……"

Qianxunji didn't answer; instead, while holding Gu Yue Na, he lifted his head to gaze at the sky and murmured:

"Ah, how beautiful this night is."

Gu Yue Na's head pain was now excruciating; she almost couldn't help but slash her own brain with a knife, her hands continually pounding her head.

Now, hearing that Qianxunji seemed to have a way to help her recover her soul trauma, and seeing him evade the question while looking up at the sky, she immediately urged:

"Ah…… what method…… ah…… quickly tell me…… I'm really in too much pain."

Qianxunji still didn't answer right away, but spoke indirectly:

"Ah, I'd rather not say it, because if I told you, you would definitely not agree."

Gu Yue Na: "……"

Seeing Qianxunji hem and haw, speaking only halfway, Gu Yue Na wished she could just blast his head apart.

Normally she would surely just turn and leave, but now she endures constant immense pain, desperately wanting to know how to heal her soul trauma so she won't suffer anymore, and thus she pressed:

Ah... hurry up and tell me, I really can't take it anymore.

Qianxunji looked at Gu Yue Na with pity, sighed, and said slowly:

Alas, heaven has the virtue of cherishing life, and you are so beautiful that I have been moved by lust; I surely want to save you, but... alas... never mind.

Just as he was getting to the crucial point, Qianxunji started to be evasive again.

Damn!

Because of the intense headache, Qianxunji kept stopping mid-sentence, and Gu Yue Na, furious, lashed out angrily:

Just tell me the conditions, stop being so long-winded... ah...

"Sorry, I'll say it now." Qianxunji heard this and then spoke slowly:

You must have seen it—just now you severely damaged my mental power, I suffered a backlash that injured my soul, and I'm bleeding from the seven apertures, in excruciating pain.

But the pain only lasted a few seconds, and of course I can heal you too—just a few seconds will do.

Gu Yue Na felt Qianxunji was full of nonsense, and said coldly:

Ah... don't yell at me, don't talk nonsense... ah... hurry up and state the conditions!

(End of chapter)