As Yue Lishan and her two companions pursued them, the previously chaotic scene instantly fell silent.
Qin Luo stood quietly in place, his gaze following the direction in which the group had gone, a ripple of emotion stirring within him.
He clenched his fist, feeling the surging power within his body. To be honest, he hadn't expected his physical body to improve to this level after combining with spiritual energy, allowing him to defeat even a first-grade saint so easily.
He had tried to integrate spiritual energy into his physical body before, but the effect was not as obvious. The curve of his physical body's growth did not change significantly. Compared to before he had overcome the spiritual tribulation, the spiritual energy was far from comparable to his physique.
But now, perhaps due to the qualitative change brought about by breaking through the spiritual tribulation, the compatibility between the spiritual energy and the physical body has reached an unprecedented level.
In that brief exchange, he clearly felt that the power unleashed when his spiritual energy and physical body were perfectly integrated far exceeded his imagination.
That power carried an indescribable domineering and sharpness. The first-rank saint, who was originally quite threatening in his eyes, was as fragile as an ant in the face of this power.
Even after easily destroying the wolf's shadow, a hint of surprise flashed through his mind. However, thanks to the keen reflexes he had developed through long-term cultivation, he quickly regained his senses, seized the opportunity to condense his spiritual energy to a high degree, and then swiftly killed it.
Just as Qin Luo was immersed in the memories of the details of the battle, a warm touch came from his palm, which was still stained with blood.
He subconsciously lowered his head, and what came into view was Nuantang carefully taking out a handkerchief from her bosom. Her hands trembled slightly as she held the handkerchief, which then landed on Qin Luo's palm. She began to gently and slowly wipe away the bloodstains, afraid that she might accidentally hurt Qin Luo.
When their eyes met, Qin Luo could clearly see a hint of awe in her eyes, but a shadow of fear also lingered deep within them.
Clearly, the bloody scene just now had frightened this usually innocent girl.
At this moment, the handkerchief in Nuantang's hand was stained with bright red blood, but she still stubbornly wiped it away with her slightly trembling hands.
Seeing this, Qin Luo's eyes softened, and he thought to himself:
The battle must have been too fierce, which must have frightened this girl quite a bit.
Thinking this, after Nuantang finally finished wiping the blood from his hands, Qin Luo reached out and gently placed his palm on Nuantang's fluffy head, saying softly:
"Sorry, I startled you just now."
Upon hearing Qin Luo's words, Nuantang's body stiffened, as if she had been startled by this sudden, gentle touch.
Then, she looked up and her eyes met Qin Luo's.
The lingering fear in her eyes had not completely dissipated. "My lord, Nuantang... Nuantang is not afraid."
Nuantang said softly, her voice trembling slightly, "They are all bad people." She paused before continuing, "If it weren't for the adults' intervention, who knows what bad things they would have done. Nuantang has never seen such a fierce battle before, and she was a little scared for a moment, but she knew in her heart that the adults were protecting us."
As she spoke, Nuantang unconsciously clenched the hem of her clothes, a shy expression on her face. "Moreover, Nuantang believes in you, Master. No matter what danger you encounter, you will be able to turn it into safety."
As soon as she finished speaking, Nuantang felt Qin Luo pat her on the head.
Immediately afterwards, a cheerful smile reached my ears:
"You still say you're not afraid? You've changed your address from 'young master' to 'adult'."
Upon hearing this, Nuantang's heart skipped a beat, as if someone had seen through her inner turmoil. She desperately wanted to explain, but the words stuck in her throat, and she didn't know where to begin.
Her little face immediately turned bright red, like a ripe apple, making one want to take a bite.
Helplessly, she could only raise her eyes and timidly look at Qin Luo, who had a faint smile on his lips and a gentle gaze.
In that instant, a surge of courage quietly rose within Nuantang. She steeled herself, brought her fluffy, pale purple fox tail to Qin Luo's palm, lowered her head, and said with utmost shyness:
"My lord, Nuantang really didn't mean it..."
At this point, Nuantang nervously twisted her two small hands together, hesitated for a long time, and then stammered:
“My lord, Nuantang knows that you have always cared for Nuantang deeply, and Nuantang is extremely grateful, but does not know how to repay you.”
"Nuantang knows that her status is lowly and that speaking rashly would displease the master. But she still can't help but ask, does someone as insignificant as Nuantang have the honor of being able to... to be able to call you Brother Qin?"
The tentative question was as soft as a whisper, with a barely perceptible tremor in the last syllable, as if afraid that his rashness would displease Qin Luo, and his whole being exuded a humble timidity.
Hearing this, Qin Luo looked at Nuantang, who was bowing her head, and the girl's shyness was on full display.
Her dreamlike hair cascaded down her shoulders, partially obscuring her face, which was bathed in the glow of the setting sun.
Her pale purple ears were tucked back, and the blush at the base of her ears burned all the way down to her neck, so hot that it looked like it could steam with mist.
Her head was lowered so low it was almost buried in her chest, obscuring her eyes that shimmered with shyness. She looked like a startled fairy maiden, delicate and beautiful.
As a seasoned veteran of romantic relationships, Qin Luo could easily see the feelings that were quietly growing in Nuantang's heart.
The more innocent a girl is, the purer her feelings will be. Once she falls in love, she will be like a moth drawn to a flame, giving herself completely.
Thinking of this, Qin Luo looked at the shy Nuantang in front of him and felt a teasing mood. He reached out and pinched the fluffy light purple fox tail that she had just leaned in.
The fox tail was soft and smooth, and the feel of it was wonderful, so Qin Luo couldn't help but rub it a few times.
Sensing Qin Luo's movement, Nuantang's body stiffened abruptly. Her head, which was already hanging low, sank even lower, pressing against Manli's chest, her pale purple ear tips trembling incessantly.
Seeing this, Qin Luo seemed to be teasing her on purpose, a mischievous smile unconsciously curling up at the corner of his mouth. He then tugged at the fox tail, feeling its soft elasticity.
Nuantang's body trembled as if struck by an electric current. A tingling sensation spread from her fox tail throughout her body, and her legs seemed to lose all strength, making her almost unable to stand.
He could only mumble, "My lord~"
"Silly girl." Qin Luo's deep voice slowly spoke, with a hint of mockery, "Why do you think you're so lowly? In my eyes, you're different from everyone else."
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