451. Give Me The White One

After catching his breath briefly, Tang San took the initiative to dismantle and store the cart.

"Xiao Wu, there are still two days until registration. Let’s find a place to stay first."

"Sure, no problem!"

Xiao Wu casually pulled out a small fan, her round, bright pink eyes curiously observing the surroundings.

After spending six years in Notting City, she had long grown bored of it.

Although Soto City wasn’t as grand as Heaven Dou City, it was still bustling and vibrant, making her quite interested.

"Let’s go. We’ll look around together," Xiao Wu said with a smile and started walking ahead on her own.

"Alright!"

Tang San readily agreed, wiped his sweat, and quickly followed, his gaze warm.

Xiao Wu had turned down the generous offer from Spirit Hall to accompany him to Soto City.

How could he not understand the depth of such companionship?

"Tang Xiao San, hurry up and keep up!"

"Coming!"

The two strolled along the street.

Xiao Wu, with her radiant features, looked like a porcelain doll.

Dressed in pink, her youthful charm blossomed. Her slender waist and long, toned legs added to her tall stature.

Standing next to her, Tang San seemed ordinary and plain, almost like a servant.

This was partly due to the spirit rings Tang San had absorbed.

The two white spirit rings not only limited his cultivation but also hindered his physical growth.

Due to setbacks in spirit hunts and the influence of mixed toxins, Tang San was currently only a Level 25 Spirit Grandmaster.

"Huh?"

As Tang San followed Xiao Wu, his eyes moved with her until they caught sight of a three-story red building.

With its striking appearance, it was sure to appeal to Xiao Wu’s tastes.

He quickly pointed and said, "Xiao Wu, how about that place over there?"

"Hmm?"

Xiao Wu stopped and looked at the red building. Judging by the color alone, it did align with her preferences.

Her eyes sparkled briefly before she nodded slightly.

"It looks decent. Let’s ask about it first."

With that, Xiao Wu took large strides forward.

But as soon as they entered the Rose Hotel, the atmosphere inside made her frown.

She was no naive rabbit anymore!

This rabbit was educated!

Tang San stepped forward and said to the receptionist, "Hello, we’d like to book two rooms."

"Apologies, we only have one room left," the receptionist replied, standing up with a look of envy and subtle mischief in their eyes.

"One room?"

Xiao Wu caught the receptionist’s expression and finally understood.

Biting her lip and clenching her fists, she glared at Tang San.

How dare this Tang Xiao San bring her to such a place! He must be asking for trouble.

The receptionist winked at Tang San, adding, "Don’t worry, the room is fully equipped and spacious enough for two."

Tang San, ever upright and pure, hesitated briefly before turning to seek Xiao Wu’s opinion.

Xiao Wu’s expression turned cold.

Was there even a need to ask about such things? Utterly delusional!

With a flick of her scorpion braid, Xiao Wu turned and walked away.

"If you want to stay, do it yourself!"

"Xiao Wu...!"

Tang San immediately chased after her, but before he could reach the door, a sly laugh and a frivolous voice stopped them in their tracks.

"Hey, little miss, don’t leave so soon."

"Seems like my luck is pretty good today, running into such a fine gem."

Xiao Wu frowned, her gaze shifting to the yellow-haired man ahead, who had his arms draped around two companions. She also noticed Tang San closing in behind her.



A cold sneer appeared on Xiao Wu's face.

These two guys dared to tease Sister Xiao Wu? They were definitely no good! As long as they didn’t die, it was fine.

“Xiao Wu.”

Just as Tang San’s voice rang out, Xiao Wu swung her fan with lightning speed, smacking it hard across the yellow-haired man’s face.

Smack!

“What do you think you are? Get lost from Sister Xiao Wu!”

“Ah, Young Master Dai!”

The twins beside him were shocked, and the air fell silent before turning into a cacophony of the yellow-haired man’s furious roar.

“Woman, you’re courting death!”

“You dare!”

As the yellow-haired man raised his hand to strike, Tang San’s eyes turned fierce, and he stepped forward.

Xiao Wu casually tossed the fan aside and stepped back, placing herself protectively in front of Tang San.

With a smile, she said, “Tang Xiao San, go on, beat him until he’s down. If you do, Sister Xiao Wu will forgive you.”

“Be spirited—don’t embarrass yourself~”

“Otherwise, this little girl will have to step in herself.”


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Spirit Hall

The sun shone brightly, and the scent of flowers filled the air.

Qian Renjue sat cross-legged in his room, meditating and cultivating.

In the courtyard outside, Hu Liena, dressed in silver and white, stood with an air of elegance. Her orange hair was adorned with a delicate hairpin.

At eighteen, she exuded charm.

Her alluring face might not be considered breathtaking at first glance, but it was captivating nonetheless.

Every subtle expression carried a trace of enchantment.

Her slightly narrow phoenix eyes radiated grace and authority, both dignified and enchanting.

Her figure was curvaceous, wrapped snugly in her attire, leaving nothing exposed yet stirring the imagination.

At this moment, she held a teaching stick in one hand and a book in the other, her beautiful eyes stern.

“Squat lower. No slacking off—pay attention to my lecture.”

“Yes, Master Aunt.”

In front of Hu Liena stood a young girl of about seven or eight years old, her short hair neatly cropped to her ears.

Her youthful face was full of determination.

Her frame was thin and delicate but not unhealthily frail, clad in a black training uniform.

Under the blazing sun, amidst the flowerbeds, she squatted in a horse stance while listening attentively to Hu Liena’s lesson.

“Good.”

Hu Liena nodded in satisfaction, encouraging her:

“Xiao Fei Die, if you keep up this attitude, you’ll surely give Miss Xue a pleasant surprise when she comes out of seclusion.”

“Don’t worry, Master Aunt! Xiao Fei Die will work hard and never disappoint Teacher!”

The eight-year-old girl was none other than Qian Renxue’s disciple, Xiao Fei Die.

She had awakened her beast martial soul, the Phantom Purple Phoenix Butterfly, with innate spirit power of level eight.

Her martial soul was advanced, with wings reminiscent of a fiery phoenix. The blood-colored wings bore purple patterns, emitting toxic fragrance and hypnotic effects.

Teaching her had been a task assigned to Qian Renjue by Qian Renxue. However, due to Qian Renjue’s limited time, Hu Liena was entrusted with teaching her illusions, while Dugu Bo handled poison training.

Specialized skills required specialized instruction.


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The Pavilion

In a pavilion, Ice Emperor rested her chin on her hand, gazing at a beautiful woman nearby.

“Ah Yin, does Qian Renjue’s blood taste good?”

“I think it’s delicious.”

Ah Yin, tending to the flowers before her, mentioned her "main course" with a hint of craving in her eyes and a subtle lick of her lips.

“Really?”

Ice Emperor's curiosity was piqued. She pleaded, “Next time you drink some, could you steal a bit for me to try?”

“Huh?”

Ah Yin paused, looking troubled.

Ice Emperor played with her twin ponytails, her cheeks flushing red as she muttered:

“And… um… the white one is fine too.”

“Wh-white one?!”

Ah Yin’s eyes widened in shock, her face instantly turning crimson as if she were drunk.

Putting down her shears, she stammered, “I-I can only sneak you a bit of the red one. As for the white one, y-you’ll have to get it yourself.”

“Get it myself? No way!”

Ice Emperor puffed out her chest, declaring with pride:

“I won’t kneel at Qian Renjue’s feet like you and that human do!”

“D-don’t say it so loudly!”

Ah Yin waved her shears in embarrassment and anger.

Just as she was about to get up, Hu Liena’s surprised voice came from nearby.

“Sister Ling Yuan, Senior Brother is cultivating right now.”