Chapter 57: Snow Sister is actually illiterate!

Ye Feng's gaze locked tightly onto Qian Renxue's body, unblinking, observing every subtle expression and movement as she read the poem.

But when he saw Qian Renxue's somewhat flustered look and the doubt in her eyes, his heart gave a sudden jolt.

Ye Feng's heart had originally been filled with eager anticipation, hoping Qian Renxue could understand the emotions intertwined like threads in his poem and grasp the profound meaning behind his careful word choices.

As time passed, he saw Qian Renxue's mouth twitch slightly, she pursed her pretty face, and her brows gradually furrowed.

On her peerless visage appeared a mixture of confusion and bewilderment.

Qian Renxue's gaze wandered awkwardly at times, then refocused on the manuscript.

She seemed to be trying hard to grasp its meaning, but she simply couldn't get the hang of it.

Then she awkwardly suggested that he stop writing poems.

Ye Feng's heart sank slowly, like a massive stone plunging into a bottomless abyss.

A surge of deep disappointment welled up in his heart like a tide.

Ye Feng's eyes revealed an indescribable sorrow, like a puppy whose most cherished possession had been casually tossed away.

Could it be that Snow Sister completely failed to grasp his masterpiece?

After all, Snow Sister is only nine years old; she has always been diligently cultivating.

How could she have received an excellent literary education in her past life like he did?

Moreover, the Douluo Continent seemingly never had acrostic or tail‑acrostic poems before.

He had originally thought Qian Renxue would share his feelings, able to immerse herself in the wonderful emotion of longing for his beloved.

That she could resonate strongly with him emotionally and, through those words, see his innermost desires and pursuits.

But the cruel reality struck his heart like a heavy hammer, forcing him to face the fact that Qian Renxue had not truly understood his poem.

Ye Feng had to admit that his gorgeous, lovely Snow Sister was actually a complete illiterate!

Ye Feng's eyes grew dim and lifeless, as if all light had been sucked away in an instant.

His face also unconsciously showed a hint of desolation; the slightly downturned corners of his mouth and his somewhat dazed expression spoke of his inner sorrow.

He let out a soft sigh, the sigh full of wistfulness and loss, as if all his expectations had turned to bubbles at this moment, leaving only a barren emptiness; Ye Feng felt himself like a lone wanderer drifting alone in the vast sea of poetry, never finding someone who could walk beside him and understand his inner world.

But soon Ye Feng cheered up himself, because Snow Sister's clueless yet pretentious demeanor was really adorable; a dummy is a dummy, being pretty is enough, after all, what use is writing poetry on the Douluo Continent?

Sorry! I, Ye Feng, am just a pure‑looks‑obsessed fanboy! She really is gorgeous!

Clearly she doesn't understand, yet she insists on putting on an adult act to lecture—she's just trying to hide the fact that she's a dimwitted illiterate! Hehe, even the foolish Snow Sister is cute!

Qian Renxue stared at Ye Feng bewilderedly, wondering what crazy antics this abstract brother was up to now.

One moment he's upset, the next he's happy—how could he be more puzzling than a woman? He must have something wrong with him; if Qian Renxue found out he now regards her as an illiterate in his heart, she'd probably want to run him through with a sword!

What nerve—how dare an elementary school student call me illiterate!

A gentle, warm smile blossomed on Qian Renxue's face.

That smile was like the most soothing spring sunshine, warm and bright.

She slightly leaned forward and, in an extremely gentle tone, said: "Xiao Feng, sister wants to ask how your cultivation progress has been lately."

Her voice was as soft as a breeze brushing past the ears, making one feel extremely comfortable.

Qian Renxue's eyes sparkled with concern, that light full of her care and expectations for Ye Feng.

Qian Renxue extended a delicate jade hand and lightly placed it on Ye Feng's shoulder, as if giving him encouragement and support.

The fresh fragrance on her body left Ye Feng dizzy; he felt his thoughts gushing like a spring, the scent so intoxicating he wished he could pull out his heart.

Watching Qian Renxue put on this act of a good older sister, Ye Feng couldn't help feeling delighted—it meant she valued him!

Indeed! This world treats handsome guys differently! Since his martial soul evolved and his appearance changed dramatically, Qian Renxue has been remarkably gentle toward him.

With just his current baby‑face, snagging Qian Renxue would be a breeze! Ye Feng already fantasized about their blissful future—he wanted two kids, a boy and a girl, dragon‑and‑phoenix twins!

"Snow Sister, my cultivation has been going fairly well lately; I've made some small breakthroughs, and my soul power is now at rank nineteen!"

Reaching rank nineteen before the age of seven on the Douluo Continent can truly be called a one‑in‑a‑million genius! But Ye Feng might have achieved this because he took the Martial Soul Evolution Pill! Right after obtaining his soul ring he was already at rank fifteen.

Gaining four ranks in nine months—without resources that would be understandable, but with resources it's still a bit hard to explain.

However, hearing She Mao say that this kid is pouring huge amounts of time and resources into tempering his body, he must be preparing to absorb a thousand‑year second soul ring.

A fleeting glint passed through Qian Renxue's eyes as she softly said: "That's wonderful, Xiao Feng—keep up the effort; sister believes you will surely become a renowned Title Douluo someday."

Having said that, she gently stroked Ye Feng's face like a kind older sister.

"Sister still has to go look for Father and Mother soon, so I won't have time to keep you company."

"Afterward, go to the Offering Hall and find Grandfather; he knows sword techniques, and since your Azure Lotus Soul Sword is also a sword martial soul, you can learn a few moves from him."

Qian Renxue now has to deal with Bibi Dong and Qian Xunji, so she has no time to attend to Ye Feng.

This is a perfect chance to let him go to the Offering Hall and learn some chivalry from Grandfather—this chivalric spirit is also rather abstract, unsuitable for a wicked woman like Qian Renxue, but just right for Ye Feng.

"Hmm, I will definitely become a Title Douluo!"

Then I'll openly marry you and bring you into my home! Ye Feng brimmed with confidence.

Who in the Spirit Hall could compete with him for Snow Sister? It's utterly impossible that besides him, Ye Feng, there are other time‑travelers! Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

"By the way, Snow Sister, you must definitely not leave the Spirit Hall! While you talk about me, your own cultivation must not fall behind either!"

Ye Feng added another sentence, lest Qian Renxue be duped by Bibi Dong into going undercover, wasting her talent—this is his current lifeline!

Qian Renxue nodded and urged Ye Feng to set off quickly.

"Don't worry, why would you have such thoughts? Sister won't leave; you'd better hurry and find Grandfather."

"Alright."

Qian Renxue smiled and waved, watching Ye Feng's reluctant departure; only when his figure vanished from sight did she lower her smile.

Just then, a man clad in black armor suddenly appeared before Qian Renxue—it was the Ghost Douluo Gui Mei, who dropped to one knee and respectfully called out:

"Young Master!"

(End of chapter)