Ye Qiu wore a contemptuous smile.
Mere Blue Silver Grass? How could it possibly stand tall before him, who possessed the Blue Silver Emperor's bloodline?
This was bloodline suppression.
It could also be said that if the ruler commands the subject to die, the subject has no choice but to die!
Seeing that Tang San dared to meet his gaze so recklessly,
even if he couldn't kill him now, Ye Qiu didn't hold back.
To avoid Tang San pulling out some strange poisons or hidden weapons, he
directly offered up the Tsukuyomi he hadn't used in a long time!
Just a glance.
Even though Tang San was activating his Purple Demon Eye, Ye Qiu forcibly pulled him into the Tsukuyomi space.
Blood filled Tang San's vision.
His consciousness wavered, and the figures of Xiao Wu and the others disappeared before his eyes.
After endless darkness, when his vision brightened again,
all he saw was blood.
Here, the blood moon hung high, boundless and endless.
Countless crosses were planted around.
Beneath the crosses was a red, viscous liquid, resembling blood.
"Where is this place? How did I end up here?!"
Tang San's voice echoed in this boundless, blood-red space, but apart from his own echo, there was no response.
He tried to move, only to find himself bound to a cross.
Unable to move!
"Damn it! Where am I?!"
Tang San screamed hoarsely, surging with all his soul power and strength, but he couldn't budge the cross an inch.
*Gurgle, gurgle!
* The blood-red liquid below suddenly churned,
slowly forming a human-shaped outline.
"So it was you, you piece of trash, who did this! Where is this place?!"
Appearing before Tang San was Ye Qiu.
He had tried everything, but there was no way to leave.
Ye Qiu's voice was devoid of emotion; the entire space, besides being blood-red,
was filled only with the purple in their eyes.
"I don't need to answer you! You'll be staying here for three days and three nights!"
Explaining his soul skill to an enemy? Ye Qiu wasn't that bored.
As Ye Qiu finished speaking, the liquid below formed a sharp blade in his hand.
"Three days and three nights? What do you mean? What are you trying to do?!"
Seeing the longsword in Ye Qiu's hand, he finally showed a look of panic.
*Swoosh!
* That was the sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh.
"Ah!"
That was Tang San's heart-wrenching scream.
Ye Qiu pulled the longsword out again amidst his cries.
As he thrust it in again, Tang San saw another version of himself, and Ye Qiu holding the sword.
"Ah!!"
Tang San was horrified to discover that the pain he felt had doubled!
"You piece of trash! You think this illusion can defeat me? Wishful thinking!"
Before he could finish speaking, two more such places appeared in this space.
The pain doubled again.
Tang San opened his mouth and screamed incessantly, drool pouring out. Ye Qiu
coldly and mechanically withdrew the longsword.
Ye Qiu's brows furrowed slightly, his voice calm and collected.
"Instead of talking, let me see how you think you can break this move!"
"Ugh~ You're useless!!"
Four more such scenes were added to the Tsukuyomi space, bringing the total to eight, meaning eight times the pain.
Then came sixteen, thirty-two, sixty-four...
Ye Qiu slowed down his thrusts each time, but didn't maintain a fixed speed.
This was to ensure Tang San could experience the ultimate pain.
In the blood-red space, Tang San's Purple Demon Eyes emitted extremely intense light,
operating frantically .
But they still couldn't break Ye Qiu's illusion.
The blood moon in the sky
witnessed this cruel scene.
Tang San couldn't perceive the passage of time; his consciousness was almost driven to the brink of collapse by Ye Qiu's relentless torture.
He couldn't utter any words, only endless wails.
Time slowly passed.
The Tsukuyomi space, stretching as far as the eye could see, was now filled with Ye Qiu's figures.
"Ah!"
The light in Tang San's eyes dimmed, bloodshot everywhere.
As Ye Qiu withdrew his sword for the last time, he let out a final, most painful wail and scream.
His eyelids slightly lifted, his numb eyes carrying a hint of relief and hatred.
The blood-red scene in his eyes gradually collapsed and dissipated.
Tang San's consciousness slowly returned to his body.
But before parting, those blood-red eyes tinged with purple had become his nightmare.
Outside.
Oscar, Zhu Zhuqing, and the others looked at Tang San strangely.
After he loudly questioned Ye Qiu, he suddenly began to tremble violently.
Tang San was covered in cold sweat, his legs shaking.
He might collapse at any moment.
The purple light in his eyes was extremely dim, containing fear, anger, shame, hatred... and so on.
Ye Qiu also suddenly closed his left eye tightly, a tear of blood sliding down his cheek.
As expected of a reborn person, coupled with his Purple Demon Eye, Ye Qiu had to operate his Sharingan beyond its capacity to maintain the duration of the Tsukuyomi space.
"Heh."
Tang San's face revealed an extremely ugly smile, even his muscles were out of control.
Looking at the blood left by Ye Qiu.
This proved that his resistance was effective!
Before he could even feel his triumph, Tang San felt his eyelids grow heavy, and his mind became incredibly foggy. He
was almost at his limit!
"Xiao Qiu~ What's wrong?"
A drop of blood accidentally fell onto Xiao Wu's forehead, startling her as she was still nestled in his arms.
"Ye Qiu! Are you alright?" Ning Rongrong was also startled and immediately rushed over.
Although Zhu Zhuqing didn't speak, the concern in her eyes was genuine.
"It's nothing serious!"
Ye Qiu chuckled lightly, gently raising his hand to wipe the blood from Xiao Wu's forehead, who was tilting her head back.
Xiao Wu stared intently into Ye Qiu's eyes.
She loved looking at his martial spirit; Ye Qiu was most handsome at this moment!
Gradually, her face flushed, and her body felt warm and weak.
Quickly, she hugged Ye Qiu's neck, her toes resting on the back of his foot.
Tilting her head back, she offered him a sweet kiss.
Red lips and white teeth met!
He captured her red lips in his mouth.
Ye Qiu didn't refuse; he hadn't tasted that sweet, soft, and sticky feeling in a long time.
"No!!!"
The swaying Tang San cried out in pain before collapsing, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.
In his blurred vision, the person he loved
was passionately embracing someone else, shaking his head and giving in to their every whim.
Thud!
With a muffled sound, Tang San finally collapsed to the ground, motionless.
His eyes were still slightly open; if it weren't for his continued breathing
, Oscar would have been startled, thinking he was dead!
His face immediately fell; he hadn't even had a chance to stop it, didn't know what had happened, and Tang San had instantly collapsed. He would have
to carry Tang San back later.
His eyes looked at Ye Qiu, filled with fear.
A sharp, angry, murderous gaze suddenly attacked him.
Oscar shuddered, his hair standing on end.
He quickly closed his eyes and turned his head away.
She kept repeating to herself, "Don't look, don't look!"
Ning Rongrong snorted coldly, withdrawing her gaze, her expression anything but pleasant.
She glared resentfully at Ye Qiu, who was still kissing her, like a resentful woman
confined to her chambers. Zhu Zhuqing, watching this scene, felt a pang of resentment mixed with sympathy, her face flushed.
She had never experienced anything so prolonged before!
Xiao Wu's face, forehead, ears, and even her entire head turned bright red. The
redness then spread down her neck and collarbone.
Her resilient body, lacking the strength to lift itself due to lack of oxygen, leaned heavily against Ye Qiu's chest.
"Dear audience! Next, let's welcome the participants of the next one-on-one soul battle. They are Ye Qiu, a control-type Soul Master whose Martial Soul is the Sharingan, and Xiao Wu, the Soul Master from the Cat and Rabbit duo who have already appeared!"
"Let's invite them to the stage!"
Hearing the host's voice, Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong looked strangely at the two still kissing.
Ye Qiu's breath caught in his throat.
Disrupted from her rhythm, she finally raised her head.
Fine teeth marks marked her lips, and large drops of saliva glistened at the corners of her mouth.
Looking at Xiao Wu, who lay sprawled in his arms like a rag doll, Ye Qiu gave a wry smile.
This girl wasn't afraid of suffocating.
Even like this, she wouldn't move away.
Leaning against Ye Qiu, she breathed heavily, drool dripping from her lips, beads of sweat forming on her pink forehead.
She looked completely dazed and disoriented.
"Ye Qiu! What do we do now!?"
Ning Rongrong glared at him, her eyes filled with jealousy as she looked at Xiao Wu.
She had never been so audacious before.
Ye Qiu's favoritism was blatant.
This young lady was clearly at his mercy!
"Please, the two Soul Masters participating in the one-on-one Soul Battle on the 24th Soul Arena, Ye Qiu and Xiao Wu, take your positions!"
The host on the stage relentlessly urged.
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Although Ye Qiu wanted to participate in the Soul Battle, it wasn't to fight Xiao Wu.
Moreover, he had come to find Xiao Wu for something more important.
"I'm sorry, Rongrong! I might have to take Xiao Wu away for the night!"
Ye Qiu said apologetically.
"What! A night away!?"
Ning Rongrong exclaimed in surprise, her eyes even reddening slightly.
A lone man and woman, reunited after a long separation, not returning home for the night!
Putting these words together, Ning Rongrong really didn't know what kind of images would flash through her mind.
"This...this is impossible!"
Looking at Ye Qiu, Ning Rongrong finally agreed.
She turned her head away, tears glistening in her eyes, not wanting to see him.
Xiao Wu in her arms was still somewhat dazed.
Ye Qiu put his arm around her waist and led her to Zhu Zhuqing.
"Ye...Ye Qiu."
Meeting his gaze, Zhu Zhuqing's icy expression began to thaw; the warmth on her face was enough to melt away the coldness.
Hearing Zhu Zhuqing's voice, Ning Rongrong quietly turned her head again, observing the two of them out of the corner of her eye.
"Give me your hand!"
Ye Qiu stretched out his hand, flat in front of Zhu Zhuqing.
Zhu Zhuqing looked at him strangely, hesitated for a moment, and then gently placed her soft hand in Ye Qiu's palm.
When they touched, it seemed as if there were electric currents.
The electricity was conducted to the furnace on her face, making it even hotter.
Palm to palm.
Ye Qiu was stunned for a moment, not paying attention to these details, and pulled her hand over.
He placed a small notebook in her hand.
"Cultivate well!"
"Huh?"
Zhu Zhuqing looked at him in surprise, that's all?
"Rongrong! Here~ you get one too!"
Ye Qiu glanced at Ning Rongrong, who was still sulking, and handed her a small notebook as well.
"What, what is this?"
Ning Rongrong looked like she had been caught doing something wrong.
Her face was flushed with embarrassment as she stretched out her two small hands to take it.
"Cultivate well, and I'll give you a surprise!"
Ye Qiu chuckled, even Xiao Wu in his arms giggled along.
A surprise?!
Ning Rongrong's reaction wasn't as strong as Zhu Zhuqing's.
Ye Qiu had already mentioned the surprise to her many times; she was just curious about what it was.
But Zhu Zhuqing's heart suddenly raced.
Since Ye Qiu had also given her a little notebook, she must have one this time too, right?
He shouldn't have forgotten her like he did with the letter.
She was still a little resentful.
Looking at the little notebook in her hand, she felt inexplicably happy.
Among the girls, perhaps only Zhu Zhuqing was easily satisfied!
"Ye Qiu... *kiss*!"
Ning Rongrong seized the opportunity to give Ye Qiu a long kiss.
After their lips parted, she grabbed his collar and complained fiercely.
"You damn Ye Qiu! If the compensation doesn't satisfy me, I'll teach you a lesson! Get out of here, you brat!"
With a forceful push, Ning Rongrong turned her head away.
Zhu Zhuqing took a step forward, swallowed hard, and then stopped in her tracks,
clenching her fists tightly .
She had to make Ye Qiu acknowledge her as soon as possible!
"Hehe. Sorry, Rongrong, Zhuqing, see you tomorrow!" As soon as
he finished speaking
, Ye Qiu activated his divine power and left.
"Okay! See you tomorrow,"
Zhu Zhuqing's voice was barely audible, only she could hear it.
With no movement, Oscar glanced over curiously, then his eyes widened.
The two living people who were just standing there had vanished!
Was that Ye Qiu a human or a ghost?!
On the stage, no one came up for a long time.
The host had no choice but to announce a tie and move on to the next battle.
"Oscar! Tang San is yours to handle! Zhuqing and I are leaving now!"
"Ah? Oh, okay, okay."
Oscar nodded repeatedly upon hearing Ning Rongrong's instructions.
"Let's go, Zhu Qing. We'll let Ye Qiu go to Xiao Wu today. We'll show him what we're made of later! Humph!"
"Okay!"
Ning Rongrong hugged Zhu Zhu Qing's arm and walked out of the Soto Great Soul Arena towards Shrek Academy.
Oscar was left alone, looking miserable, carrying Tang San on his shoulder!
...
Ye Qiu didn't take Xiao Wu far either.
The two of them suddenly appeared in a deserted alley.
"Xiao Wu! Are you alright?"
He tidied the slightly messy hair of the soft girl in his arms, then habitually placed his hand on her head and patted it.
"Mmm!"
Xiao Wu gently shook her head, enjoying this head pat that she hadn't received in many years.
She carefully felt the warmth from Ye Qiu's palm.
"Xiao Qiu, will you go shopping with me?"
She reached out and took Ye Qiu's hand, her crimson eyes filled with tender affection.
"Of course!"
When they first appeared here, Ye Qiu used his Sharingan to explore the limit of his range.
Tang Hao was still nowhere to be seen.
Since that's the case, it wouldn't hurt to accompany Xiao Wu for a while.
"Hehe, let's go then!" Xiao Wu smiled sweetly, took Ye Qiu's hand, and walked out of the alley.
At this moment, Xiao Wu was truly like her usual self.
Skipping and jumping, she would pull Ye Qiu to take a look at anything she had never seen before.
Holding Ye Qiu's hand, she turned around every now and then,
flashing him a smile.
Ye Qiu's smile never faded.
"Xiao Qiu, didn't you still have some things to explain to me?!"
Xiao Wu pressed herself against Ye Qiu's side, her red eyes fixed on him.
She remembered what the letter said—that Ye Qiu would explain to her in person!
"Yes! Indeed,"
Ye Qiu's smile faded, even becoming somewhat serious.
"I don't need any explanations! Just tell me about your experiences these past few years behind my back!"
Xiao Wu clung to his arm as they walked down the street.
The explanations didn't matter; the facts were already laid out before them.
She just wanted to know how Ye Qiu and those 'mistresses' had gotten together!
Hmph! Sister Xiao Wu wasn't someone to be trifled with!
"Okay! Then come on up!" Seeing Xiao Wu's bossy demeanor, Ye Qiu couldn't help but chuckle.
He wouldn't refuse any of her requests now.
He slowly squatted down.
Xiao Wu didn't stand on ceremony and slowly climbed onto his back, wrapping her arms around his neck.
A slight blush appeared on her face.
A young woman coming of age?
The pressure was indeed considerable.
Ye Qiu hooked his arm around her thigh and bounced her around a couple of times; the weight wasn't much.
It was just that the touch was incredibly alluring.
"Let's go, Xiao Qiu."
"Okay!"
Ye Qiu carried Xiao Wu on his back, slowly walking along the bustling street.
The things on the street had lost their appeal.
Xiao Wu just stared at Ye Qiu, listening intently as he recounted his experiences and observations since leaving Notting Academy!
After this reunion, she suddenly felt that Ye Qiu's scent was much more pleasant, and it made her feel calmer.
Their faces were pressed together.
Xiao Wu inhaled his breath, occasionally leaving a few drops of moisture on his face.
As she listened, Xiao Wu frowned, her inner alarm bells ringing.
No wonder Ye Qiu still smelled of grass and snake.
Especially when she heard that he and that beautiful snake woman had almost consummated their relationship, her heart skipped a beat.
She became somewhat depressed.
Tears welled in her eyes, her lips pursed, and she looked a little aggrieved.
Ye Qiu felt a few tears falling on his eyelids and slowed his pace.
'Those women are just too much!'
Xiao Wu still buried her head in Ye Qiu's shoulder, and Ye Qiu stopped confiding, gently swaying his head and nuzzling his pale face against hers. They
walked slowly down the street.
Xiao Wu didn't suggest stopping, so Ye Qiu continued walking.
"Xiao Qiu~ I'm tired. Let's go rest over there!"
Suddenly, Xiao Wu's shy, soft voice rang in Ye Qiu's ears.
"Hmm!" Ye Qiu nodded, then looked in the direction she was pointing.
Just one glance, and Ye Qiu coughed dryly, staring at her in shock.
"Cough cough... Xiao... Xiao Wu, do you know what that place is?"
"Yes... Zhu Qing said it's a 'love wine'..."
Xiao Wu's voice was barely audible, too shy to lift her head, her face flushed and ears burning.
She was pointing to the Rose Hotel, radiating a pink glow!
"You...you can't refuse! Otherwise, I...I won't forgive you!"
Seeing Ye Qiu's hesitation, Xiao Wu's voice was firm as she tightly hugged his neck.
There were just too many temptations surrounding Xiao Qiu; she had to do something!
Ye Qiu's heart was pounding wildly.
Dugu Yan's words suddenly echoed in his mind.