On the rocks in the center of the lake, Qin Luo's fingertips lightly touched the fox tail that Nuantang had offered. He felt that the fur was as soft as the gentlest willow catkins, with a hint of warmth, as if it had a rhythm of life.
This made Qin Luo subconsciously look up at Nuantang. He saw that she had her head down, her neck and cheeks were flushed, her body was trembling slightly, and her hands were nervously clutching the hem of her clothes. Her warm breath escaped from her slightly parted lips, and her breath was mixed with the girl's indescribable shyness.
Seeing this unusual change in her, Qin Luo's heart skipped a beat, and he vaguely sensed that this fox tail was not simple.
"Nuantang, if this fox tail has special significance for your fox clan, you must not force yourself to do it."
Nuantang bit her lower lip, leaving a faint teeth mark on her pink lips. After hesitating for a long time, she finally raised her head. Her eyes flickered with inexplicable shyness, mixed with a hint of fragile stubbornness.
"Young Master Qin...it's nothing, you don't need to worry."
Qin Luo looked at her with some doubt, and was about to ask again when a dark aura seemed to quietly sweep across the surface of the lake, causing strange ripples to appear on the water.
Immediately afterwards, a suffocating atmosphere quickly spread, making people feel uneasy.
The next moment, a thick cloud of black mist appeared out of thin air in front of Qin Luo and the other person. As the black mist churned, You Yueying's purplish-black divine soul emerged from it, her figure ethereal and elusive, yet exuding an indescribable majesty.
However, a fleeting, barely perceptible hint of annoyance seemed to flash in the pupils of that spirit, disappearing in an instant.
Seeing this, Qin Luo couldn't help but feel a sense of doubt.
With his cultivation level, he naturally sensed that You Yueying came from outside the lake, which meant that she had managed to leave him without his knowledge during that short period of time. This surprised him and left him somewhat puzzled.
With You Yueying's soul now almost fully recovered, shielding Qin Luo's senses would be a piece of cake.
She had intended to quietly return to the ring, but she hadn't expected to witness Qin Luo and Nuantang's interaction. A strange sense of unease welled up within her, and she stopped concealing her presence, which is how he noticed her.
Nuantang, startled by the sudden turn of events, turned pale and instinctively hid behind Qin Luo. She could feel the hostility emanating from You Yueying, and that icy aura filled her with fear.
"Young Master Qin..."
"You have no right to speak here!"
After speaking, a surge of black mist erupted around You Yueying, the dense black mist swirling around her, faintly exuding an aura of devouring everything.
She stared coldly at Nuantang, the oppressive aura emanating from her making Nuantang gasp for breath, unable to move her feet an inch, her eyes filled with terror.
Just as You Yueying was thinking that she should teach this annoying fox girl a lesson, she caught a glimpse of Qin Luo's furrowed brows and the look that he was about to speak.
You Yueying snorted coldly in her heart, her originally sharp movements paused, and a trace of hesitation flashed in her eyes.
Suppressing her anger, she waved her hand, and Nuantang felt a powerful force envelop her. Before she could react, she was transported to land outside the lake.
After doing all this, You Yueying looked at Qin Luo with a mocking gaze in her eyes.
"That girl from the East has only been gone a short while, and you can't hold back anymore? You should know that a strong person should act like a strong person. Indulging in romantic feelings will only make you a laughing stock and will also cause your strength to stagnate."
Qin Luo: ......
No? What's going on here? And I don't think I did anything, did I? Qin Luo was speechless, but seeing You Yueying's undisguised anger, he also sensed something.
Seeing Qin Luo's somewhat strange expression, You Yueying felt a sudden panic, as if a corner of her unspeakable secret had been glimpsed.
The purplish-black divine soul light flickered erratically, and his usual aloofness and composure crumbled slightly at this moment.
However, being a Supreme Realm expert, he quickly suppressed the inexplicable emotions in his heart and forced himself to calm down before speaking:
"I want a spot at the festival."
Qin Luo's lips twitched upon hearing this, wondering what she meant. What kind of quota does a mere soul need?
But he still patiently asked, "If you want one, I'll give you one. But what exactly are your plans for this spot?"
At this point, You Yueying felt a surge of anger again, and looked at Qin Luo with some displeasure, saying:
"When did you become so indecisive? I have my own plans, and I wouldn't take this spot for no reason. Just give it to me, don't ask so many questions."
After saying that, You Yueying quickly returned to the ring in Qin Luo's hand, as if afraid that Qin Luo would continue to ask questions.
Looking at the ring in his hand, Qin Luo shook his head, a helpless bitter smile appearing on his face.
"Okay, another spot is missing."
After saying that, Qin Luo turned his gaze to the warm crabapple trees by the lake.
At this moment, Nuantang was looking over here with some nervousness. The appearance of You Yueying and the tense atmosphere just now made her feel lingering fear.
"Nuantang, go to Yinshuang and tell her about the change in the quota."
The gentle voice, enveloped in spiritual energy, crossed the vast lake and reached Nuantang's ears directly.
Upon hearing Qin Luo's instructions, Nuantang nodded quickly, bowed respectfully to the stone where he was, and then turned to leave.
After Nuantang left, the lake calmed down again.
On the rock, Qin Luo sighed, then swallowed the two Saint Realm beast souls he had obtained earlier into his Qi Sea.
A wisp of beast soul drifted to the center of the Qi Sea, where the Primordial Ancestral Dragon was located. The swirling Primordial Qi surged violently, and a low dragon roar faintly came from the depths of the mist.
Immediately afterwards, the Primordial Breath, as if controlling an arm, condensed into a thousand-foot-long dragon claw that blotted out the sky. The dragon claw suddenly stretched out, grabbed the beast soul, and then quickly pulled it into the depths of the Primordial Mist, leaving only the spiritual energy stars in the sea of qi constantly being disturbed and rippled.
After considering Qin Luo's intentions, the other beast soul drifted to the Chaos Primordial Phoenix inside the Flame Furnace.
As the beast soul approached the furnace where flames danced wildly, a clear phoenix cry pierced through the furnace and echoed within the emerald star vortex.
Then, the Chaos Phoenix poked its head out of the furnace.
At this moment, its eyes were still hazy with sleepiness, and its small head was turning from side to side, as if it had not yet fully woken up.
But when its still somewhat hazy gaze fell upon the beast soul of the Saint Realm, its previously misty eyes instantly lit up, sparkling with excitement.
It shook its wings, let out a cheerful chirp, and flapped its wings.
Driven by it, the emerald flames within the furnace swiftly swept towards the mass of beast souls.
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