Chapter 28: I Want to Sleep Holding It

Chapter 28: Chapter 28: I Want to Sleep Holding It "Xiao Feng, you can come in now." "Then I’m coming in." Lin Feng stepped into the tent, and his eyes immediately lit up. Qian Renxue was leaning against a tree trunk not far from the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well. Her skin was as smooth as jade, her eyes like autumn water, with a hint of weariness in her almond-shaped eyes. Her golden hair cascaded down to her waist, shimmering under the sunlight filtering through the tent. Beneath the newly changed purple gauze dress was Qian Renxue’s increasingly stunning figure. After refining the two immortal-grade herbs, her figure had become even more slender and tall. Her chest was now perfectly proportioned, and below her soft, curvy waist were a pair of fair and long legs. Seeing Lin Feng staring in a daze, Qian Renxue’s lips curled into a smile. She walked gracefully toward Lin Feng, placing her index finger over her cherry lips, which parted slightly. "Little brother, have you seen enough?" Lin Feng chuckled: "Do you want me to see enough?" Qian Renxue was taken aback, then shot Lin Feng a playful, reproachful look before burying her head in his chest, her arms wrapping around him. "Thank you, Xiao Feng." Lin Feng gently held her back. "Do we need to say such things between us? How do you feel after refining the two immortal-grade herbs? You should now be immune to fire and water, and resistant to all poisons, right?" Relaxed, Qian Renxue smiled softly: "Mm, my physical fitness and spiritual power have definitely reached a level where I can absorb a ten-thousand-year soul ring. But I’m so tired today. Let’s go back first." "Whatever you say." The two immortal-grade herbs didn’t increase Qian Renxue’s soul power, but they elevated her foundation to a whole new level. Her cultivation speed would only get faster from now on. With Tang San’s talent, he could level up three times in a month or two. Thinking of Tang San, Lin Feng couldn’t help but recall the issue of his true potential. Tang San had practiced the Mysterious Heaven Skill since childhood to achieve innate full soul power. If it were due to the restriction of not having a soul ring preventing the technique from breaking through, then after absorbing a soul ring, he immediately reached level 13. This meant his soul power had been growing all along, which was interesting. His original talent definitely wasn’t at the level of innate full soul power. Otherwise, with the Mysterious Heaven Skill and innate full soul power, how could his soul power level be eight levels lower than Dai Mubai, who was three years older than him, at the start? The real improvement in his talent definitely came after the Ice and Fire Body Refinement, after which he soared ahead. Lin Feng internally complained, but seeing Qian Renxue not moving, he felt a bit puzzled. The next moment, he understood. With a surprised gasp, he scooped Qian Renxue up in his arms and walked out. Qian Renxue hooked her arms around Lin Feng’s neck, looking up at him with a sweet smile. This guy finally knew how to take the initiative for once. The Innate Treasure Pearl glowed softly at Qian Renxue’s lower abdomen, easing her fatigue. It brought a refreshing, spring-like aura. "Xiao Feng, your treasure pearl seems to have changed. It feels warmer than before, so comfortable." Lin Feng thought for a moment. "It probably started when I formed my second soul meridian. The pearl now has a red mist-like substance around it." "Is that so? Xiao Feng, lend me the pearl today. I want to sleep holding it." "No problem." Qian Renxue closed her eyes and smiled. The Chrysanthemum Douluo, bored out of his mind on a branch outside the poison barrier, was quietly flipping through the picture books Lin Feng had given him. From time to time, he nodded and clicked his tongue. Seeing the two appear, he casually put the book away, jumped down from the branch, and said meaningfully: "Young master, Xiao Feng, are you done absorbing the herbs?" Qian Renxue shot the Chrysanthemum Douluo an annoyed glance. This third wheel, why was he always around? She pointed at him with her slender finger: "We’ll walk on our own. Grandpa Ju, you don’t need to stay with us." Well... "Alright..." The Chrysanthemum Douluo’s heart twitched as he silently stepped back. Of course, he wouldn’t really leave. He could only quietly lead the way ahead of them. "Xiao Feng, let’s go. Oh, by the way, will it be hard for you to walk if you’re carrying me?" Lin Feng chuckled, set Qian Renxue down, and crouched, patting his back. "Hehe." Qian Renxue blinked her sapphire-blue eyes. She leaned forward and climbed onto Lin Feng’s back. Lin Feng supported Qian Renxue’s soft thighs, feeling the tender smoothness against his back, his heart rippling with emotions. Qian Renxue gently touched Lin Feng’s hair and commanded: "Let’s go!" ... When they were about to leave the Sunset Forest, the Chrysanthemum Douluo naturally took them back. They also said goodbye to Dugu Bo along the way. However, the time spent on this journey had already satisfied Qian Renxue’s desires. After all, she would soon be starting her mission, and her time with Xiao Feng would become much scarcer. Even if there weren’t many occasions requiring the crown prince’s presence, as a prince, there were still places where he needed to make an appearance. Losing a few hours every day, she had to make up for it now, even though it would never be enough. Leaning on Lin Feng’s shoulder, Qian Renxue felt a twinge of regret for accepting this mission. But if she gave up the mission now and returned to the Spirit Hall, she would undoubtedly face ridicule from that sister of hers. With Qian Renxue’s personality, she absolutely couldn’t accept that. More importantly, Qian Renxue was fully aware of her identity. As the young master of the Spirit Hall and having taken on this mission, there was no reason to quit halfway. Otherwise, others would look down on her, and how could she command respect in the future? Qian Renxue sighed inwardly. Forget it, it’s just a few hours. Consider it the time I would have given to Sister Ling Yuan. Wait, if I think about it that way, I actually gained something? How strange... When they returned to the base, a figure in black had been waiting in the courtyard for a long time. "Old Ghost? Why are you back? Don’t you need to keep an eye on Xue Qinghe’s movements?" Ghost Douluo adjusted his cloak’s hood, his voice slightly hoarse: "He went to the palace today. Probably something important with Snow Night. The noble banquet in a week will have many dignitaries attending. As a prince, he needs to be properly taught etiquette and how to handle people." Qian Renxue nodded: "But don’t let your guard down. As we approach the mission date, we need to stay even more alert. Grandpa Ghost, I’ll have to trouble you to keep observing for a few more days. Thank you for your hard work." Ghost Douluo clasped his hands: "It’s my duty." The Chrysanthemum Douluo patted Ghost Douluo’s shoulder: "Since you don’t need to observe tonight, come with me. I have something good to show you, and I also have some whale glue for you." Ghost Douluo’s expression shifted: "Oh? You’ve found the whale glue that’s said to enhance physical strength? Does it really work?" Qian Renxue nodded. "It does have an effect. Grandpa Ghost, you can use it yourself or give it to a junior." "Thank you, young master." "Enough of that. Come, come, let me show you some art. This is good stuff, hard to come by." Ghost Douluo, still confused, was dragged away by the Chrysanthemum Douluo. Qian Renxue glanced curiously in the direction the two had left and poked Lin Feng: "What treasure did Grandpa Ju get? He’s so eager to show it to Grandpa Ghost." Lin Feng maintained a serious expression: "How would I know? Maybe it’s some ancient artifact or rare collectible."