Chapter 515: Qian Renxue

Feihuang set the bones for Qian Renxue, treated her external injuries, and then made a medicinal soup from the Dragon Branch Leaf plucked from the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, feeding it to Qian Renxue to nurse her internal injuries.

Coupled with the regulation of Feihuang's vast and peaceful Daoist True Qi, it was not long before the unconscious Qian Renxue slowly opened her beautiful eyes.

"Xue Jie, you're finally awake," Feihuang said happily.

"That's right, my Feihuang, I'm so happy. I can see you as soon as I wake up. Do you know? The person I saw in my dream just now was also you. I dreamt that you stood up to everyone's pressure and acknowledged my existence." Dark Qian Renxue pounced into Nan Feihuang's arms; her personality was simply the extreme opposite of the original her.

Although both were love-struck, one was reserved, while the other was proactive.

"No, it doesn't seem like a dream. This is my room. You really saved me from the Offering Hall. You're so amazing!" Qian Renxue smiled with great Charm. "Feihuang, you came all this way to play the hero saving the beauty; do you want a reward?"

Looking at Dark Qian Renxue's gaze, which was like silk, Nan Feihuang said awkwardly, "Uh, Xue Jie... don't look at me like that. I can't hold back."

He was no novice; he was a man who had long since tasted the fruit of desire. How could he endure such Charm?

Qian Renxue smiled and leaned into Feihuang's ear. "Silly, who told you to hold back? Xue Jie is asking you: when you acknowledged my existence in front of all the Offerings, was it sincere, or was it just to stabilize me for the time being?"

"Answer this question carefully. If you answer well, Xue Jie has a reward for you."

"Of course it's true," Feihuang answered without hesitation, his eyes showing not a shred of guilt as he looked at Qian Renxue.

Because this was his true heart; he had nothing to hide.

Qian Renxue appeared very happy, but she also had doubts. "Why? Although I share the same memories as that original personality of Qian Renxue, in the end, we are two different minds."

Feihuang smiled and asked in return, "Want to know why? Then, Xue Jie, do you want to hear the righteous version of the answer, or the selfish version?"

"The righteous version, the selfish version?" Qian Renxue was slightly stunned. "Xue Jie wants to hear both. Feihuang, you are not allowed to hide anything from me."

"The righteous version is what I said to Qian Daoliu and the others before: since you and the original Xue Jie were born on the same day, then even if there is a distinction between primary and secondary, you should both at least have the right to survive. Xue Jie, while I work hard to awaken the original Xue Jie, I will also work hard to protect you," Nan Feihuang said.

Dark Qian Renxue nodded. This reason was the same as what she had heard before. Although it also made her happy, it didn't seem to be the answer she most hoped to hear. "Then, what about the selfish version?"

"One Xue Jie, two kinds of enjoyment—I'd have to be out of my mind not to want that!" Feihuang said bluntly. "Purity and sexiness combined, holiness and Charm coexisting; how many men dream of this kind of double happiness? How could I bear for you to disappear? Isn't having one more Xue Jie who loves me a great thing?"

"Pfft... Hahahaha, as expected of my Feihuang, you really are frank." Dark Qian Renxue burst into laughter, laughing happily and brightly.

That's right, this was the answer she wanted. She didn't need any righteous nonsense; she only needed Nan Feihuang to like her from the bottom of his heart, just as he liked the original Qian Renxue. That was better than anything else.

"Feihuang, you answered very well. Now, Xue Jie will give you your reward!" Qian Renxue hooked her arms around Nan Feihuang's neck and brought her luscious red lips close, gently touching the corner of Feihuang's mouth.

Feihuang's eyes widened instantly. As expected of the darkened version of Qian Renxue; the previous Xue Jie had never been this bold.

His Xue Jie's first kiss had actually been taken by him under these circumstances.

At this very moment, a thousand words in Nan Feihuang's heart converged into one sentence: "Tang San, you scumbag!"

Actually, he should have been scolding himself, because with Nan Feihuang's current strength, if he didn't want to be kissed, he could definitely have dodged it. But looking at Dark Xue Jie's beautiful and charming face, and those gorgeous, flaming red lips...

He truly couldn't muster the slightest thought of avoiding it, so he could only accept it in a way that seemed passive but was actually quite willing.

As for why he had to scold Tang San, it was, of course, because although Feihuang knew this was a scumbag move, he wasn't low enough to scold himself. So he could only shift the blame onto Tang San, who had encountered the same situation.

Just as he could have dodged this kiss from Xue Jie right now but didn't want to, with Tang San's strength, he could definitely have dodged those kisses from Meng Yiran, Huo Wu, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing in the original story if he had wanted to.

This was the conclusion Feihuang reached after experiencing it for himself.

Therefore, both of them were scumbags.

After a long while, Qian Renxue finally separated from Feihuang, a crystalline thread connecting the corners of their mouths.

"How does it feel? Did your previous Xue Jie ever reward you like this?" Qian Renxue asked with a smile.

Feihuang shook his head honestly.

"Then let's do it again... No, let's do it ten more times!" After saying this, Qian Renxue kissed him again.

Feihuang could only enjoy it while continuing to curse in his heart, "You could dodge it but didn't—Tang San, you scumbag, you are definitely a scumbag!"

The next morning, the Spirit Hall ushered in its busiest day.

Fireworks shot into the sky and bloomed, and the sound of firecrackers was incessant, just like a grand celebration.

The entire city was decorated with lanterns and streamers; even the most magnificent wedding would be nothing more than this.

Of course, it wasn't anyone's wedding today; even if royalty or nobility were getting married, it wouldn't be worth the Spirit Hall putting on such a display.

Today was the most significant and meaningful ceremony in the entire Douluo Continent: the Title Ceremony.

In terms of grandeur, only the coronation of the emperors of the Two Great Empires could be mentioned in the same breath.

Because the Title Douluo, the Emperor, and the Great Emperor were titles of the same rank—the highest-ranking existences on the continent.

In fact, the Spirit Hall was somewhat reluctant to hold this Title Ceremony today, because wasn't this equivalent to advertising for Nan Feihuang?

But they couldn't refuse. Firstly, they had to cover up yesterday's events; secondly, the tradition of the Spirit Hall holding a Title Ceremony and carving the name of the Title Douluo into the Douluo Hall was the Spirit Hall's greatest power and honor.

This time, Nan Feihuang had come to the Spirit Hall openly and aboveboard to apply for his title.

Under the circumstances where his level had truly reached the requirement, if the Spirit Hall refused, Nan Feihuang would just go outside and spread the word.

Wouldn't that mean the Spirit Hall had henceforth abandoned its power to confer titles upon Title Douluo? And that they didn't want the sanctity and solemnity of the Douluo Hall either, right?

It was another open scheme. Faced with this kind of unbreakable tactic, the Spirit Hall could only grit their teeth and accept it.

Who told them they could no longer completely suppress Nan Feihuang?

(End of chapter)