Chapter 327: Spending the Night Together

At the entrance of the Eastern Palace, a sign was hung today, declining visitors.

Xue Qinghe wanted to reminisce properly with Feihuang; even if it were the Great Emperor Xue Ye, he would not let anyone disturb them today.

Feihuang sat before Xue Qinghe, slowly recounting his past year in Slaughter City; naturally, he omitted matters such as plotting against Tang Hao and hunting the Magic Shadow Beast after leaving.

These things could not be told to Qian Renxue yet, because Nan Feihuang could guess that if he were Qian Daoliu, even with Qian Renxue protecting him, the time given for his own growth would be at most reaching level seventy.

By then, he would have to make his stance clear: either join the Spirit Hall completely, or refuse and be rooted out.

Otherwise, if he were allowed to continue growing without end, Qian Daoliu would surely fear him losing control.

Once an Innate God-Level Spirit grows to the Title Douluo stage, they can hang up and beat ordinary Title Douluo and even Super Douluo.

Therefore, Nan Feihuang could not let Qian Renxue know that his strength was already greater than hers.

If she were to lock him in a secret chamber, then who would be on top would be an unknown.

Qian Renxue listened with great interest as Nan Feihuang told her stories; even though they were all bloody tales of killing, she listened quite comfortably.

In fact, she hadn't paid any attention to what Nan Feihuang was saying; she just looked at him as he spoke eloquently, and her heart felt very peaceful.

It was as if the panic she had worried about for over a year had vanished without a trace in an instant, and the previous feeling of obsession was also completely gone.

The psychology of a love-struck brain is just that simple; as long as her beloved is by her side, she will feel happy and peaceful.

"Brother Xue, let me tell you, when I was venturing through Slaughter City, there was a madman named Blood Tiger. He definitely belongs to the Evil Spirit Master category; he can absorb the blood of other Spirit Masters to cultivate. Back then, he killed too many people because of this, and as a result, he was hunted for thousands of miles by my mother and finally forced into Slaughter City. This time, when we braved the Hell Road together, it was naturally a case of enemies meeting with extra hatred; he repeatedly tried to plot to kill me."

"What? He dared to lay a hand on you? He is simply courting death. Did he make it out of Hell Road? Tell me, and I will send people to chop him into meat paste to vent your anger." Qian Renxue was furious upon hearing this; she wouldn't even allow her mother Bibi Dong to touch Nan Feihuang, let alone a mere Evil Spirit Master.

Did he not know that their Angel Clan started out by fighting Evil Spirit Masters?

"Don't worry, Brother Xue. Although that Blood Tiger has a high level, one cannot use soul skills in Slaughter City. When it comes to martial arts, how could he be my opponent? I recently learned a set of Ghost God Halberd Technique, and with one strike of the Peerless Heavenless Palm, he turned into flying ash." Nan Feihuang acted like a boy showing off how powerful he was in front of his beloved.

It was a bit childish, but beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and the current Qian Renxue fell for this.

She thought to herself, as expected of her Feihuang; he hadn't even been locked in the family secret chamber yet, and he was already working for their Angel Clan, eliminating an Evil Spirit Master over level eighty.

This merit could earn a Purple Rank Medal in the Spirit Hall; that Golden Generation only killed Evil Spirit Masters at the Soul King to Soul Emperor level, which was far inferior to her Feihuang.

The two chatted until late at night.

Gradually, Qian Renxue felt her eyelids growing heavy; she hadn't had a good night's sleep in a long time, and even as a Spirit Saint, one would feel exhausted after being in a state of mental tension for a long time.

Seeing Nan Feihuang today, with her mood relaxed, the fatigue accumulated over a long time surged up directly; she tilted her head and fell into a deep sleep, leaning on Nan Feihuang's shoulder.

Feihuang smiled and put his arm around the other side of her shoulder, letting her sleep more securely.

Fortunately, Nan Feihuang possessed the Ghost Howl Heaven Bead; others could only see Xue Qinghe, but in Nan Feihuang's eyes, she was the female Qian Renxue.

Otherwise, if he were looking at a man sleeping in his arms, even if he knew she was actually a girl, it would inevitably be a bit awkward.

"Brother Xue, I'm sorry for making you worry this past year. Rest well; I'm not going anywhere today," Nan Feihuang whispered.

Perhaps hearing Nan Feihuang's voice, a smile curled the corners of the sleeping Qian Renxue's mouth; one wondered what kind of beautiful dream she was having.

Outside the room, the chubby Citun Douluo watched Nan Feihuang holding their Young Master as they slept and couldn't help but say, "She Long, is this brat taking advantage of our Young Master? Should I go and poison him to teach him a lesson?"

She Long glanced at him. "Hmm, good idea. I think the Young Master is worried that there won't be a decent main course at her future wedding banquet with that Flying General. Steamed pufferfish looks pretty good."

"What do you mean?" Ci Xue's head was full of question marks. He was talking to She Long about protecting their Young Master's purity, so why was he bringing up a wedding banquet, and why use pufferfish as a main course?

Did he not know that the dish he hated most was pufferfish? It made him feel awkward, as if he were eating himself.

She Long rolled his eyes; he discovered that his old brother of many years might have a slight problem with emotional intelligence.

The Flying General and the Young Master inside were a talented man and a beautiful woman, with mutual affection; the Great Elder hadn't objected, so why did you, this fellow, need to meddle?

Could you not see how much the Young Master had missed the Flying General over this past year?

The two were currently in the heat of their affection; if you just rushed in like that and happened to ruin their world for two, wouldn't that be like throwing yourself onto the edge of the Young Master's Angel Holy Sword?

Truly lacking in discernment.

In the future, at the wedding of the Flying General and the Young Master, he, She Long, would sit at the main table, while you, Ci Xue, would only be able to serve as a dish on the main table.

The next morning, the sun rose, and the sky was just beginning to brighten.

Nan Feihuang woke from his dream; he and Qian Renxue had slept on the sofa like that, holding each other all night.

If they were ordinary people, they would probably have sore waists and legs the next day, but both were already high-level Spirit Masters, so naturally, there was no effect.

Feihuang looked to his side; the beautiful woman in his arms had her long golden hair swaying in the wind drifting in from the window. This beauty was magnificent, but unfortunately, only Nan Feihuang could appreciate it.

Even if others came in, they would only see a Xue Qinghe.

"So the true intention of Heaven bestowing the Ghost Howl Heaven Bead upon me was this. Indeed, this is the soul bone most suited for me," Nan Feihuang rejoiced inwardly.

Before, even though he knew Xue Qinghe was Qian Renxue, it always felt a bit strange to be too intimate with her while she was disguised as a man.

Now there was no such problem; Qian Renxue's transformation technique had no effect on him anymore. No matter when, as long as he stepped forward to hug her, what he held would always be Qian Renxue, not Xue Qinghe.

Perhaps because Feihuang moved when he woke up, it soon woke Qian Renxue from her sleep. She hadn't slept this comfortably in a long time; although she only slept sitting on the sofa, it was more pleasant than any day in the past year.

Slowly opening her beautiful eyes, Qian Renxue saw the face she had been longing for and said subconsciously, "Feihuang, morning!"

"Good morning, Brother Xue," Feihuang said. "Could you please move out of my arms? My arm seems to have gone numb."

"Hmm?" Qian Renxue woke up with a start. How could she have lain in Nan Feihuang's arms for the whole night?

And she was still in the image of Xue Qinghe; this was too strange. Originally, such a beautiful night should have belonged to Qian Renxue. One had to say, as expected of the Angel Clan, this woman was quite particular about formality.

She didn't know about the existence of Nan Feihuang's Ghost Howl Heaven Bead and only felt that this night was truly a pity.

"Um, sorry Feihuang, Big Brother was really too tired yesterday, which is why I fell asleep leaning on your shoulder."

Feihuang smiled. "It's okay, I am honored to be Brother Xue's body pillow."

Qian Renxue's pretty face flushed red at his words. "Stop talking nonsense. The person who should be used as a body pillow is my sister. You should go see her today; she's almost lovesick."

She was truly a bit embarrassed; having lived for over twenty years, this was the first time she had been this close to a man.

Even back in the Star Dou Great Forest, they hadn't slept in each other's arms.

Shy, she could only push Nan Feihuang out first so she could calm her mood alone.

Nan Feihuang was happy to do so; after all, he did indeed need to go see Xue Ke.

After bidding farewell to Xue Qinghe and leaving the palace, he headed straight toward the direction of Yuexuan in the city.

(End of chapter)