Chapter 26

"I I am I am for" A Yin's lips trembled slightly, but she could not make any sound.

The several attendants around stood silently to the side, watching all this, with not much expression on their faces, but their eyes filled with approval—just like this!

The descendants of the Qian family should have this arrogant air of not putting anything in their eyes! No wonder it's Xue'er! A few Qian Renxue blowing together truly are like-minded.

Qian Renxue slightly raised her eyebrows, the corner of her mouth holding a faint cold smile, and asked: "What's wrong, A Yin? Have you forgotten? Forgotten your past goal, forgotten your original intention for taking human form?"

Qian Renxue's voice was clear and cold with a hint of mockery, her gaze fixed tightly on A Yin's trembling lips that could not make a sound.

A Yin's face grew increasingly pale, her eyes full of pain and struggle, as if Qian Renxue's words had struck the deepest wound in her heart. The several attendants around had varying expressions—some showed curiosity, others looked on coldly.

A Yin sat there foolishly, her fragrant lips trembling slightly, as if wanting to say something, but her throat felt blocked by an invisible clump of cotton, unable to make any sound.

Her eyes were full of confusion and shame, past memories surging like a tide, and only then did she realize that she had long forgotten the original purpose of her taking human form, not knowing when it started.

Those former beliefs—becoming a god, protecting the Blue Silver Royal's people, protecting the future of spirit beasts—now seemed distant and vague, as if covered by a thick layer of dust.

Qian Renxue looked at her like this, the corner of her mouth curling into a mocking smile.

"Let me tell you! Blue Silver Royal A Yin! Let me, a soul master, tell you your duty as a spirit beast clan! Your responsibility as royalty of the Blue Silver Grass clan!"

"No, don't!" A Yin's voice was almost a sob, filled with endless pleading: "Don't say it, please! Please don't say it!"

Her eyes were full of shame and despair, as if each of Qian Renxue's words were knives stabbing her heart. Her body trembled slightly, as if she might collapse at any moment.

Qian Renxue also couldn't help but be slightly startled, a flash of complex emotion crossing her eyes; she hadn't expected A Yin to have such a strong reaction.

But she quickly returned to a cold expression, looking at A Yin's near-collapse state, the smile at the corner of her mouth gradually fading, yet her eyes still held a chill. Some of the attendants showed a hint of pity, others remained expressionless.

"Don't say it! Please, please." A Yin propped herself up and crawled to Qian Renxue's feet, clasping her hands around those deadly long legs, hoping to obtain her plea.

Qian Renxue coldly watched A Yin crawl up to her, continuing in a cold voice: "You took human form to become a god! A Yin! To become the first god of spirit beasts! To become a god who can protect the Blue Silver Royal's people! To become a god who can shield all spirit beasts from being hunted by soul masters!"

A Yin went limp at Qian Renxue's leg, her lips quivering, but merely opening and closing uselessly, making no sound at all.

Then Qian Renxue gently extended her slender jade finger, affectionately lifting A Yin's chin. The action seemed tender, yet carried an irresistible force.

A Yin's body trembled slightly, her beautiful eyes full of shock and humiliation; she wanted to break free but could not move.

The physical quality of a Soul Emperor of super beast martial soul level is no joke! Qian Renxue's eyes flickered with complex light; she unconsciously narrowed her beautiful eyes, a playful smile touching her lips, and she softly said: "Look, A Yin, this is you—lost for the sake of so-called love."

"It really makes me feel both pity and anger, that you so easily gave up your original intention." "A Yin! Look at yourself—what have you become for that bit of romantic affection?" The surrounding air seemed to solidify, only Qian Renxue's oppressive voice echoing.

"Then… I… what should I do… I have no chance left… I can't turn back…" A Yin's face turned ashen, her skin like jade lacking color, she murmured in a lost voice, but soon her hands clutched tightly at Qian Renxue's collar, as if grasping the last straw, looking up at Qian Renxue.

A Yin's face streaked with tears, her eyes like clear lake water now brimming with tears, her gaze showing a pleading light, she said in a sorrowful voice: "What should I do? Please, please teach me." Her body leaned slightly forward, as if yearning for guidance from Qian Renxue.

A Yin only felt she had gone mad, actually begging the enemy who wanted to kill her, take her ring and bone; yet she couldn't stop, her body couldn't stop, and her own heart couldn't help but yearn for that plea, for true hope.

Her figure was graceful and alluring, limp at Qian Renxue's leg like a delicate yet resilient flower, making one want to protect her; no matter what others think, Tang Hao was truly blazing with anger.

Qian Renxue's face suddenly turned gentle and pitying, no longer the cold, unfeeling demeanor before: "Blue Silver Royal, do you know who I am?"

A Yin's head of blue hair was as smooth as silk, a few strands falling beside her fair cheeks, making her face appear small and exquisite.

Qian Renxue idly played with A Yin's blue hair, then pinched her fair cheek—it felt really nice. Tang Hao, your wife is quite moist! A Yin's pair of lively eyes were now full of confusion, her long lashes trembling slightly, awaiting Qian Renxue's answer.

"I am Qian Renxue, the young master of the Qian family of the Spirit Hall, the divine successor chosen by the Angel God, destined to become a god in the future."

"Come become part of the future godhood, A Yin, follow me to the divine realm, you know? The power of gods can easily resurrect others' lives."

"To gods, life, that heavy thing, is merely a toy they can save with a flick of the hand."

"Come sacrifice yourself for me, Blue Silver Royal A Yin."

"Come follow me, become an administrator of the divine realm, and you can naturally protect your own people."

Qian Renxue slightly turned her face, the corner of her mouth holding a gentle smile, her gaze soft upon A Yin: "If you truly need love, come love me—I can completely replace Tang Hao in loving you." Her beautiful posture in light and shadow appeared especially charming.

Her golden hair fell like silk to her shoulders, her delicate face bearing a faint smile, her skin warm like jade, her painted brows and eyes revealing a charm that moves the heart, like the gentlest spring sunlight, causing ripples in one's heart unconsciously.

Every movement, every expression of Qian Renxue, her brows and eyes full of tenderness, exuded endless gentleness and affection, making one lose oneself in it.

"No! A Yin! Don't! Can't agree to her! Don't sacrifice!" Tang Hao, mad, grabbed the Blue Silver Royal on his body, but was immediately pressed to the ground by the two Chrysanthemum Ghost Title Douluo.

"No!! No!! Spirit Hall!! Qian Renxue!!"

"Ah!! My A Yin!!"

Damn it, the more I write the more it feels off, I accidentally made it into a husband-before-eyes crime, brothers don't misunderstand, the author really isn't that kind of person, also it's not that the author deliberately dragged out the sacrifice plot, brothers, if you don't want to be brainless you still need to explain, just casually enrich Qian Renxue's character design, catching her and directly sacrificing feels boring, first give a round of love-brain beating, tomorrow really starts the sacrifice, for sure! Lastly, ask for some votes, love you guys (ω)(end of chapter).