440. Future Master

From the carriage emerged a robust figure exuding arrogance and nobility.

With a square face carrying anticipation and pride, golden hair cascading wildly, and dressed in white silk robes, Davis instructed his subordinates to wait nearby.

Wearing a bright smile, he strode confidently toward the pink-colored building.


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Inside the room, the Ice Emperor’s voice carried a tone of utter despair:

"Qian Renjue, how much longer do we have to wait?"

Having reverted to her scorpion form, she was being idly played with by Qian Renxue, who showed no intention of stopping.

"The person should already be here," Qian Renjue replied with a wry smile, sensing the target approaching.

"Finally!"

The Ice Emperor's scorpion tail coiled around Qian Renxue's delicate fingers, her voice tinged with relief.

At long last, she could escape this torment!

"Sister, stop playing already," Qian Renjue called out.

But Qian Renxue remained indifferent, leaning lazily on his shoulder while continuing to toy with the scorpion in her hand.

Brushing her lips lightly with her fingers, she said casually,
"This sort of thing is for Jue to handle, isn’t it?"

"Alright, then," Qian Renjue laughed awkwardly, casting a helpless glance at the Ice Emperor.

He turned his attention to the door, eager to wrap things up and head home.

Hearing their exchange, Zhu Zhuyun straightened up, gripping her knees nervously as she stared at the door.


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Click-clack!

Footsteps echoed closer.

Holding the room key, Dai Weisi naturally didn’t bother knocking.

Click!

The sound of the door unlocking shattered the room’s calm.

Qian Renxue, unfazed, continued to rub the Ice Emperor’s scorpion body back and forth against the bed.

The Ice Emperor could only endure the humiliation silently.

As the door opened slowly, a deep and magnetic voice filled the room.

"Zhuyun, you’ve finally agreed to meet with me... Huh?!"

Dai Weisi froze mid-sentence as his gaze fell upon the room's occupants.

He was visibly taken aback.

Had Zhu Zhuyun not been seated inside, he might have thought he had walked into the wrong room.

His eyes lingered on Qian Renjue, a nagging sense of familiarity gnawing at him.

"Zhuyun, who are these people?" Dai Weisi asked, his confusion evident.

Zhu Zhuyun bit her lip, refusing to answer.

Alert now, Dai Weisi’ expression darkened as Qian Renjue’s teasing voice cut through the silence.

"We’re your future masters."

"What?! How dare you!" Dai Weisi shouted angrily, his brows furrowing.

As he stared at Qian Renjue seated on the bed, a sudden realization hit him, and his eyes widened in shock.

Without hesitation, he attempted to retreat, opening his mouth to yell for help.


---

"It seems my reputation precedes me," Qian Renjue remarked lightly, smiling calmly as he adjusted Qian Renxue into a proper sitting position.

In the blink of an eye, his figure vanished.

Simultaneously, a dark violet light engulfed the room, sealing it completely.

"Urgh!"

Dai Weisi had barely taken a step out when his throat was suddenly seized, cutting off his cry.

Eyes bulging, he struggled to breathe as he looked into Qian Renjue’s calm yet chilling gaze.

Before he could channel his spirit power, an intense suffocating force overwhelmed him.

The room seemed to spin as he was struck repeatedly, the world around him a blur of movement.

Ceiling, windows, Zhu Zhuyun—all flashed past in an instant.

Crash! Bang!

With a brutal stomp, Qian Renjue drove Dai Weisi into the floor just as the door clicked shut behind them.

"Ugh!"

Dai Weisi lay sprawled on the ground, blood spurting from his mouth as pain wracked his body.

He gazed up at Qian Renjue, disbelief filling his eyes.

He hadn’t even seen Qian Renjue move, yet he was already nearly crippled.

His bones—how many had been shattered?


---

"Phew, good thing he didn’t make a sound," Qian Renjue muttered, exhaling as he kept Dai Weisi firmly pinned underfoot.



He didn't hold back at all.

The potent drug that had previously filled the room made one thing clear to Qian Renjue: Dai Weisi and Dai Mubai were indeed brothers—only Davis was even more cunning and treacherous.


---

“Dai Weisi?!”

Zhu Zhuyun's gaze was still fixed on the doorway when she turned to see Dai Weisi pinned under Qian Renjue’s foot.

Shock filled her heart.

They were supposed to be of similar age—perhaps Dai Weisi was slightly older.
But the difference between them was as vast as the blazing sun compared to a dim firefly.

Cough, cough.

Dai Weisi coughed up blood, rage burning within him.

However, the staggering gap in power forced him to remain rational.

“Holy Son of Spirit Hall, what… what do you want?”


“Jue, hurry it up,” came Qian Renxue’s lazy voice from the side.

“Understood, Sister.”

Qian Renjue chuckled softly, raising two fingers as black mist swirled around them.

Looking down at Dai Weisi, he smiled and said,
“It’s nothing too complicated—I just want to avoid war.”

“What?”

Dai Weisi was confused at first but quickly pieced it together, recalling Qian Renjue’s earlier words upon entering the room.

His eyes widened in disbelief.

“You’re delusional!” he roared.


“Hold still,” Qian Renjue said coldly.

Without further conversation, a pitch-black diamond-shaped crystal formed at his fingertips.

He aimed for Dai Weisi's chest and thrust it in without hesitation, piercing through his clothes and flesh in one swift motion.

“ARGH!”

The black crystal disappeared into Davis’s chest.

His eyes, once sharp and proud, turned bloodshot as a wave of unbearable pain surged through him.

His agonized screams echoed through the room.


Zhu Zhuyun stared at the scene, trembling with fear.

The once-proud Dai Weisi, now writhing like a tortured specter underfoot, left her heart pounding.

Her gaze shifted to Qian Renjue, now filled with reverence and dread.

Even Qian Renxue, who had been idly toying with the Ice Emperor, frowned and stopped her movements.


"Did he lose control of his bladder?" Qian Renxue muttered skeptically.

Any lingering doubt vanished as Dai Weisi's pained screams confirmed her suspicions.

“So noisy!”

The Ice Emperor clasped her claws over her head, glancing at Qian Renjue.

She hadn’t expected him to look so cold and indifferent, even with his golden hair glowing brightly.


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Davis’s body contorted as waves of excruciating pain wracked him.

His once-dignified features twisted into a hideous grimace.

Veins bulged across his forehead as his mouth gaped open in silent agony.

His hoarse cries echoed while his body convulsed uncontrollably, fists clenched so tightly they nearly shattered.


---

“Arghhh!”

Zhu Zhuyun turned pale, visibly shaken by the gruesome sight.

Noticing Qian Renjue calmly sitting nearby, she trembled, too frightened to move.

Tears glistening in her eyes, she stammered,
“I-I’ll be obedient. I swear! I promise!”


---

Qian Renjue gave her an odd look.

Am I really that terrifying?

Still, knowing the sensation couldn’t be shared, he nodded reassuringly and said softly,
“Good. From now on, all you need to do is keep quiet about this.”

“I won’t! I’ll do as I’m told!” Zhu Zhuyun vowed, her voice trembling.

“Good,” Qian Renjue replied, patting her shoulder.

But the way her body quivered under his touch made him raise an eyebrow.


Gradually, black and purple streaks resembling blood vessels covered Dai Weisi's body.

Even as the cries subsided, his throat emitted faint, raspy moans.


---

Finally, the dark streaks faded, leaving his body limp as only a weak whimper escaped.

Now, Spirit Hall could begin infiltrating the Star Luo Empire’s noble and political circles step by step.

A satisfied smile spread across Qian Renjue’s face.