Chapter 137: Second Confession, The Free-Giving Little Angel

"Why must there be a return? Feihuang, it is I who am repaying you now, have you forgotten? Back in the Star Dou Great Forest, I was severely injured; if not for you risking your life to save me, I would have long since perished. Compared to the grace of saving my life, what is merely helping you hunt a Spirit Beast in the future worth in terms of repayment? Or are you trying to keep me at a distance?" Qian Renxue was somewhat unhappy.

Nan Feihuang seemed as if he did not want to owe her any favors, wanting to keep everything between them clearly defined.

"Xue Jie, that is not what I meant. Actually, in the Star Dou Great Forest, we supported each other. When facing the Light Spirit Holy Beast, if not for your Soul Emperor-level soul power support, I could not have defeated it alone. Besides, haven't you already given me its soul bone as a reward?" Nan Feihuang took out a snow-white skull, the 20,000-year Light Spirit Holy Beast Skull, which could be considered a high-quality item, but it was a pity that Nan Feihuang did not seem to have anyone around him very suitable for absorbing this soul bone.

"This soul bone, you didn't absorb it, and have kept it with you all this time?" Qian Renxue looked at the object in Nan Feihuang's hand in surprise, somewhat puzzled. Such a good soul bone, why didn't he absorb it?

However, she soon figured it out; he probably couldn't bear to, after all, this was the first gift she had given him.

Summoning the six Spirit Rings on his body, that pitch-black Sixth Soul Ring was also the first gift Nan Feihuang had given her.

"Actually, you don't have to be like this. A soul bone only has meaning when used. I understand your intentions in my heart," Qian Renxue smiled.

Nan Feihuang was stunned. He felt that this girl's thinking seemed to have gone off track. The only reason he didn't absorb this soul bone was actually because he disliked its low age. Where had this young lady's thoughts wandered off to?

Perhaps for an ordinary person, a 20,000-year skull could be called a priceless treasure, but Nan Feihuang knew the locations of quite a few Hundred Thousand Year Soul Beasts. Why would he waste his important head bone slot absorbing a 20,000-year one?

"Uh, as long as it's a gift from you, Xue Jie, I will cherish it well." Nan Feihuang naturally could not tell the truth, so he just went along with Qian Renxue's misunderstanding.

"Confessing to me like this, isn't it a bit too rushed? There's no atmosphere or sense of ritual at all." Qian Renxue expressed the dissatisfaction in her heart with words.

Qian Renxue smiled slightly, "Thank you for cherishing it, Feihuang. Do you know? From the past until now, besides my grandfather, the only things I cared about around me were power and strength. After meeting you, it seems there are a few other things. Perhaps in the future, when I fulfill my dream, we..."

After all, he had already confessed face-to-face while "unaware," and the person in front of him at that time was Xue Qinghe.

"We what?" Nan Feihuang asked subconsciously.

Qian Renxue did not know that, in reality, this was Nan Feihuang's true first time expressing his feelings to her, because the previous ones were all bluffs, but at this moment, the word "some" was Nan Feihuang's true thought.

"Some?" Hearing these two words, Qian Renxue was somewhat dissatisfied. She had long known that Nan Feihuang liked her.

However, at this moment, Qian Renxue stopped, "What? You go think about it yourself. After all, you are the man."

Upon hearing this, Nan Feihuang thought for a moment and said bluntly, "Xue Jie, I think I... sort of like you!"

Back then, he spoke deeply into her heart; now, facing her true appearance, he only dared to say the word "sort of." As expected, he was still just a shy child; facing his beloved, he didn't dare to boldly express all his feelings.

"Isn't life just rushed? How can it be up to you or me? Xue Jie, a person's life is short. Although in legends, there exist immortal gods, they are too distant after all. Even for a gifted genius, a Title Douluo is often their limit, merely enjoying a few hundred years of lifespan in the human world."

"In these few hundred years, there are ten years of ignorance, ten years of old age and weakness, half the time spent resting, and half a lifetime of bitter cultivation. The time truly left for free disposal is actually not much. If you and I are destined to have a connection, Xue Jie, then I don't want to waste this precious time. By expressing my feelings to you sooner, I can spend one more day accompanying my beloved," Nan Feihuang said.

Qian Renxue felt her heart throb uncontrollably.

Clearly, it was the same confession; the words Nan Feihuang said to Xue Qinghe at the Eastern Palace that day left her with mixed joy and worry. Today, however, there was nothing but joy.

"Fei... Feihuang, actually you don't need to worry so much. I... with our potential, a Title Douluo is not the limit. So... so we should cultivate harder right now, and future matters... we'll talk about them later," Qian Renxue finished stuttering, feeling that heat and red light were already rising on her body. Those six Spirit Rings—two yellow, two purple, and two black—seemed to be on the verge of turning into Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Rings along with her blushing face.

Not wanting to be seen in such an embarrassing state by Nan Feihuang, Qian Renxue finished speaking and hurriedly turned into a ray of light and left.

Nan Feihuang walked to the window, watching her flying back, and suddenly his body shuddered.

"Wait, wait, wait, what did I just do? I'm done for!"

He finally sobered up. Had he just been out of control and subconsciously confessed to Qian Renxue?

He rushed out of the room at high speed and kicked open Xun Yu's door. At this time, Xun Yu was reading. Seeing Nan Feihuang's frantic appearance, he felt a bit strange. "My Lord, what is wrong with you?"

"Wenruo, I'm done for. This time, I'm really done for."

In a state similar to Nan Feihuang was Qian Renxue. She did not return to the imperial palace but came to the mountainside of Heaven Dou Mountain, staring blankly at the scenery below the mountain.

"Young Master, what is wrong? Does the Flying General not like the gift you sent?" Snake Spear Douluo and Citun Douluo stood behind her, protecting her, and asked in confusion.

Qian Renxue shook her head, "No, he liked it very much. He even confessed to me, and I rejected him."

She Long was puzzled, "What of it? It's not the first time. Didn't you know long ago that he likes you?"

"This time is different. He acted even more affectionately than before. She Shu, do you think it's not very good for me to use his feelings like this and let him give himself away for free?" Qian Renxue suddenly felt a bit guilty about deceiving and using someone's true feelings.

She Long's mouth twitched. Actually, there was something in his heart he didn't know whether he should say or not.

He didn't know why, but hearing the words "give himself away for free" from Qian Renxue's mouth, he felt she had so little conviction.

It seemed the one giving herself away for free was someone else.

Unfortunately, in the end, She Long didn't have the courage to speak plainly, but instead said, "How could that be? Giving his all to you, Young Master, is his honor."

Qian Renxue nodded firmly, "You are right, She Shu. Giving his all to me is his honor. If he performs well, I might be able to pull him up in the future to become a god together. It is not impossible to even reward him with a descendant carrying the Angel Bloodline."

She Long was completely bewildered. What did she mean by rewarding him with a descendant carrying the Angel Bloodline? To describe giving herself away for free so refreshingly and refinedly—should he say that she is worthy of being the Young Master of the Offering Hall?

(End of chapter)