558. "Let Me Have a Taste—A Worthy Death"

"Senior brother~ I'm sorry."

Just as they stepped out of the secluded corner, Hu Liena’s voice—hoarse and laced with apology—rang out.

The lingering scent around her delicate face remained intoxicating, and her charming, blushing cheeks never seemed to lose their flush of red.

Qian Renjue halted his steps, his handsome face visibly uncomfortable.

Turning his head toward Hu Liena, he spoke gently.

"Nana, why are you apologizing all of a sudden?"

"I… I didn’t catch it properly."

Hu Liena lowered her head even further.

Qian Renjue felt even more awkward.

Did this kind of thing really require an apology?

It wasn’t like Hu Liena hadn’t helped clean up properly afterward.

But to Hu Liena, his response didn’t matter much—she had bigger worries on her mind.

Lifting her enchanting eyes, she asked hesitantly:

"Senior brother… Will that esteemed ancestor report us?"

"Don’t worry, Nana. She won’t."

Qian Renjue raised his hand and gently patted her shoulder, reassuring her again.

"Trust me, I’ll take care of everything."

"Mm, Nana understands."

Hu Liena nodded firmly, covering her flushed face in embarrassment.

"Then, senior brother, I’ll go clean up first…"

"Go ahead."

Qian Renjue gave a slight nod.

Hu Liena bit her lip, gathering her courage despite the lingering shame, and vowed:

"Next time, Nana will do even better."

After speaking, she leaned in, gazing at him with deep affection, wanting to offer a kiss.

But then—
She suddenly remembered what she had just done.

Suppressing the impulse, she quickly covered her face and ran off in a flustered panic.

"Goodbye, senior brother!"

"……"

Qian Renjue stood in place, rubbing his forehead in frustration and helplessness.

"Another time?!"

He felt exhausted.

Not physically—he could handle it.

It was mentally exhausting.

Honestly, Hu Liena had already done well enough.

After all, she’d spent years sucking on pacifiers.

She was already better at it than Ling Yuan and the others.

Less tender, but more… urgent.

It was just an unexpected accident, that’s all.

"Maybe I never should've started this trend in the first place."

"Now, rejecting them is nearly impossible."

Qian Renjue sighed.

His moment of melancholy didn’t last long—it quickly faded away.

After all—

Ling Yuan and Ah Yin’s past under-the-blanket experiences had already shown him—

This was inevitable.

Whether he had initiated it or not, he wouldn't have escaped their relentless attacks anyway.

—

Buzz!

The moment Qian Renjue stepped out of Spirit Academy, he lifted the restriction on Fallen Angel abilities.

Immediately, he heard her scolding.

"You damned brat! How dare you lock a goddess in a dark room?!"

"You insolent junior—how should I punish you?"

Qian Renjue rolled his eyes in exasperation and asked tiredly.

"Then, esteemed ancestor, what do you want me to do?"

The Fallen Angel made no effort to hide her desires.

"Hmph! Next time, let this goddess have a taste too!"

"What?!"

Qian Renjue froze in place, his eyes wide with shock.

He couldn’t believe what he just heard.

This ancestor… is absolutely wild!

"If you agree, this goddess will pretend nothing happened and forgive you!"

"I'll even continue helping you convert soul power into divine power."

"But if you refuse… hmph hmph!"

Hearing the Fallen Angel's full-on threats, Qian Renjue’s face twisted in discomfort.

If he rejected her—
He was definitely going to suffer.

"Don't worry, I'm very gentle."

"I promise my little tiger fangs won’t hurt you."

"……"

Listening to her increasingly corrupting whispers, Qian Renjue quickly realized—

There was no way out.

With a deep sigh, he reluctantly gave in.


"No Problem, Ancestor— I Promise You"

"Really?!"

The Fallen Angel’s voice carried a hint of excitement—along with a trace of shyness.

"Of course, it’s real."

Qian Renjue nodded firmly, though he felt slightly guilty inside.

Only then did he recall—

His ancestor had mentioned before that she wasn’t physically capable of doing extra things.

Which meant—

As far as Qian Renjue was concerned, this was nothing more than an empty promise.

Once he became a god, who would dare to bite him?

Even his ancestor wouldn’t dare!

"Alright then! It’s a deal, my little man—you better not lie to me!"

In an unknown void of darkness, the Fallen Angel cupped her flushed cheeks, hugging her knees tightly.

Her delicate body trembled as she struggled to suppress the overwhelming embarrassment within her.

As a Goddess of Corruption, she was still… pure.

That was completely unacceptable!

Even if she was nothing more than a lingering soul—

If the chance arose, she had to find out what it was like.

More importantly—

Qian Renjue suited her taste perfectly.

Just like her—

In that bitch’s eyes, they were both "filthy."

She viewed everyone else as disgusting—
but Qian Renjue?

His stench matched hers.

"I won’t lie to you, Ancestor."

Qian Renjue nodded.

"Hmph! Since you know how to behave, I won’t bother you anymore."

The Fallen Angel’s voice softened.

"If I scared you, then I got excited for nothing."

"……"

Qian Renjue’s mouth twitched.

Scare him?

Yeah, right.

"Scram then! This goddess is going to rest!"

She barked boldly—
as if she had no shame whatsoever.

Of course, she knew what Qian Renjue was thinking.

But facts were facts.

She really didn’t have the ability to do anything right now.

For now.

But in the future?

She had already planned a final mission for him the moment she granted him his divine status.

If he wanted to control desire—
he had to face it head-on, conquer it—

Or destroy it completely!

The Goddess’ backdoor wouldn’t be so easy to walk through.

One day, Qian Renjue would be hers.

She wasn’t afraid of breaking her teeth.

"Then, Ancestor, rest well. We’ll talk again next time."

Without dwelling on the Fallen Angel’s words, Qian Renjue steadied his mind and quickly made his way home.

This trip to Heaven Dou City—

He had other business to take care of.

Qian Renxue had given him an important task before—

And now that she was available, he could bring her along.

That way—

Xue Beng would die a worthy death.

Not a wasted one.

A plan had already formed in his mind—

With his sister’s Ninth Soul Skill assisting him, it would undoubtedly be much faster and more efficient.

—

"Little Bunny, Want to Have Lunch with Us in Heaven Dou City?"

At Heaven Dou Imperial Academy, after a brief moment of catching up—

Dugu Yan smiled and invited Xiao Wu.

"Sure!"

Xiao Wu accepted immediately, linking arms with Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong.

"Rongrong, Zhuqing—let’s go together!"

"Mm."

Zhu Zhuqing nodded.

Ning Rongrong didn’t refuse either.

All the girls glanced at their teachers—
who had no reason to say no.

Under Tang San and the others’ gazes—

Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling led Xiao Wu and the girls down the mountain.

Watching them leave—

Qin Ming let out a sigh of relief and chuckled.

"I never would’ve thought Yanyan actually knew that junior… and they seem to get along quite well."

"Senior Qin Ming, is there a problem with that?"

Tang San noticed his reaction and couldn’t help but ask.

"Of course! You have to understand—Yanyan’s martial soul is the Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor!"

"Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor?!"

Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang’s single eye gleamed with interest.

"Could that girl be… the descendant of that Titled Douluo?"

"Yes."

Qin Ming nodded seriously.

"Yan is the direct granddaughter of Dugu Bo—the Poison Douluo who dominates the world with his venom."

"Hiss—!"

Flender finally understood why Qin Ming seemed so relieved.

With this connection—

Their integration into the Emperor Team would face far less resistance.