Zhu Zhuqing arrived at the pavilion and looked at the two people inside who seemed like a divine couple. She was unsure whether she should go forward.
"come over."
Tang Qing didn't open his eyes, but simply gave a brief instruction.
Zhu Zhuqing's heart tightened, and she quickly went into the pavilion, standing respectfully to the side with her hands at her sides.
Tang Qing pointed to his shoulder.
"Squeeze".
"...yes."
Zhu Zhuqing hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and awkwardly massaged Tang Qing's shoulders with her slender hands.
Xue Qinghe turned his head to the side, observing the scene with great interest, a faint smile playing on his lips.
"Congratulations, Brother Tang, on acquiring another stunning beauty."
She picked up the honey water and took a small sip.
"The Star Luo royal family does have good taste."
She then changed the subject, her tone carrying a subtle hint of disdain.
"Everything else is fine, except for the woman who was sent over, she's not very good."
"Although she is extremely beautiful, her figure...tsk tsk, even I am a little tempted."
Xue Qinghe's gaze swept over Zhu Zhuqing's exaggerated curves, and a hint of sourness, which she herself did not notice, flashed deep in her eyes.
As a woman herself, she could naturally see how well-endowed this body was.
Youth is the greatest weapon.
Thinking of this, she cursed inwardly.
She's just a pretty face.
"What a pity, their talent and strength are both too average."
Tang Qing opened her eyes and felt the force coming from her shoulder.
"It's really just average."
"Innate soul power level eight, so-so."
"At the age of twelve, having a soul power level of only twenty-six is a bit lacking."
His words, spoken casually, caused Zhu Zhuqing behind him to tremble and stop what she was doing.
What does "so-so" mean?
What do you mean by "almost there"?
With innate soul power at level eight, one would be considered an absolute top genius in any sect or academy!
Reaching level 26 as a Great Soul Master at the age of twelve is enough to make him stand out from 99% of his peers on the continent!
From childhood to adulthood, all she heard was praise and amazement; wherever she went, she was the center of attention, a true darling of the world.
But in this man's mouth, everything she was proud of was belittled to nothing.
A strong sense of resentment welled up from the bottom of my heart.
But as soon as the thought arose, she extinguished it herself.
She recalled the man's record.
At the age of sixteen, he was enfeoffed as the Marquis of Champion, conquered seventy-two cities, and slaughtered millions.
At sixteen, he became a titled Douluo.
Compared to this monster, what is my little talent worth?
That sense of defiance vanished instantly, leaving only a deep feeling of powerlessness.
She had no right to be proud in front of this man.
Tang Qing seemed to notice her change in mood and smiled.
"Your soul power won't increase anytime soon."
"However, soul power is not the same as combat power."
He sat up from the recliner and turned to look at Zhu Zhuqing.
"Come on, let me teach you."
Zhu Zhuqing was taken aback upon hearing this.
Teach me?
Looking into Tang Qing's deep eyes, she suddenly felt a surge of joy.
How precious is this man's guidance!
"Yes! Thank you, Your Highness!"
...
On the open ground by the lake.
Tang Qing stood casually and beckoned to Zhu Zhuqing with his finger.
"Use your strongest move and attack."
"yes!"
Zhu Zhuqing took a deep breath, her eyes instantly turning sharp.
Two yellow spirit rings rose from beneath her feet.
"First Soul Skill, Netherworld Thrust!"
Her figure vanished instantly, transforming into a blurry black shadow, her sharp nails gleaming coldly as she aimed straight for Tang Qing's throat.
quick!
This is the speed she's so proud of!
However, the next moment, her pupils suddenly contracted.
A hand appeared out of nowhere in her path and casually gripped her wrist.
All the offensive came to an abrupt halt.
"The speed is good, but the attack route is too straightforward and the intention is too obvious."
Tang Qing's voice rang in my ears.
Zhu Zhuqing was greatly alarmed and immediately changed her tactics.
"Second Soul Skill, Netherworld Hundred Claws!"
In an instant, countless phantom claws shot out from his other hand, sweeping towards Tang Qing in an overwhelming manner.
"Fancy and wasteful of soul power."
Tang Qing shook his head.
Before she finished speaking, several crystal-clear blue vines appeared out of thin air, like living snakes, and instantly wrapped around Zhu Zhuqing's limbs and waist.
As the vines tightened slightly, Zhu Zhuqing felt all her strength drain away, leaving her unable to move.
Especially the vine wrapped around her long, slender thighs, which tightened slightly, allowing her to clearly feel its supple yet domineering power.
Tang Qing waved his hand casually.
Zhu Zhuqing was suspended in mid-air by the vines.
"Your problem is that you rely too much on the soul skills themselves and neglect the coordination of your body and the use of your strength."
As Tang Qing spoke, he manipulated a blue silver vine and gently lashed Zhu Zhuqing's lower back.
"Smack!"
A soft sound.
"The force applied here is incorrect."
Another blow struck her, right behind her knees.
"The angle is wrong here."
The vines were like the harshest teaching whip, constantly pointing out her mistakes.
In the pavilion not far away, Xue Qinghe held a teacup, looked at Zhu Zhuqing who was hanging in the air and had no power to fight back, and gently shook his head.
Too weak.
...
at the same time.
Inside a luxurious mansion in Tiandou City.
This is the residence arranged by the Heavenly Dou Empire for the Star Luo hostages.
Dai Mubai was sitting alone at the table, chugging one glass of strong liquor after another.
Wine only deepens sorrow.
The scenes from the Blue Silver Royal Palace during the day kept replaying in his mind like a nightmare.
The cold ground, the humiliating kneeling, the casually uttered "Kneel down."
And then there was the moment when he personally offered his fiancée to the enemy.
Right now, that woman Zhu Zhuqing should be in the Blue Silver Prince's Mansion.
The thought that she might be enjoying herself in that man's arms made Dai Mubai's heart feel like it was being cut by a knife.
"ah--!"
He roared and swept all the wine jugs and cups off the table.
The sound of porcelain shattering was extremely jarring.
...
Night has fallen.
Inside the bedroom arranged for Zhu Zhuqing in the Blue Silver Prince's Mansion.
The candlelight flickered.
Zhu Zhuqing had just finished bathing and changed into a light silk nightgown. She was sitting in front of her dressing table, deep in thought.
The daytime lessons were very beneficial to her, and they also made her realize more deeply the insurmountable gap between herself and that man.
"Squeak—"
The door was pushed open.
Zhu Zhuqing was startled and turned around abruptly, just in time to see Tang Qing walking in slowly.
Why...why is he here?
Zhu Zhuqing's heart leaped into her throat, and her cheeks flushed.
A lone man and a lone woman, in the dead of night...
Could it be that they intend to carry out a marriage alliance?
(End of chapter)