By this point, Qian Renxue had calmed down.
She looked up at Su Cheng.
"Teacher, I really don't know how."
"If you don't know, then learn now. The soul ring will last a while—it's enough time," Su Cheng said coldly, forcing down the anger in his heart.
He couldn't understand which nerve of Qian Renxue had snapped today, making her act like this.
"I can't do it." The girl's long, delicate eyelashes trembled slightly as her eyes stubbornly met his gaze.
"Fine, I'll go find Ling Yuan Douluo to help you."
"I don't trust anyone else."
"Not even your grandpa?"
"…" Qian Renxue said nothing, just looked at him.
"Then just waste your time here."
Su Cheng snorted coldly and turned to leave.
Just as he took two steps toward the dungeon stairs…
A sudden gust of wind hit from behind.
Su Cheng instinctively tilted his head to dodge.
"Pa!"
A palm-sized wooden box slammed into the stone wall in front of him, shattering into powder and scattering across the ground.
The strike clearly carried soul power—not only did the box break, but several silver needles inside also snapped in half.
"Wocao!"
Su Cheng's eyes narrowed. He felt that things were slipping out of control.
Now, Qian Renxue's respect for him was diminishing rapidly.
Stamping his foot for a moment, he retrieved another box of silver needles from his soul tool and tossed it backward.
His voice, as he spoke, had softened.
He tried to reason: "Xiaoxue, don't be so—"
"Pa!"
"—stubborn…"
Seeing yet another wooden box shatter before him, Su Cheng fell silent.
He took a deep breath, turned sharply, and shouted: "Qian Renxue! Don't go too far!"
Yet Qian Renxue still stood in place, calmly watching him. Except for her eyes, which were slightly red, there was no change from before.
The muscles at the corner of Su Cheng's eyes twitched uncontrollably.
"Fine! Then don't upgrade!" He said, turning and heading up the stairs. "You better think carefully before coming up to get the silver needles."
Time ticked by, second by second.
Su Cheng leaned against the iron door, sitting on the stone steps at the dungeon entrance, staring blankly.
If this were real life, he would probably be willing to pursue Qian Renxue. But in this simulation, the outcome was clear: the two would inevitably clash in the future.
And he had always been using this girl—she was the core piece in the plan, the most critical blade.
Qian Daoliu, Bibi Dong, even the elders of Spirit Hall, all needed this future Angel God to be eliminated.
And then she could die.
Su Cheng took another box of silver needles from his soul tool, rubbing them between his fingers.
He stared vacantly into the distance.
Life in this simulation was no different from the real world. He already knew this wasn't a game—it was another real world.
Qian Renxue, Chen Xin, and Ju Douluo were not NPCs—they were living people.
At least the emotions exchanged between them were genuine.
If he became too immersed, could he really bring himself to act?
Matters of emotion were never that simple.
This was also why he had always kept a certain distance from Qian Renxue.
Su Cheng suddenly realized that perhaps the difficulty of this simulation didn't just lie with Spirit Hall—it was also about himself.
"Damn it… I was crazy. I should have just let her absorb the soul ring herself. Why did I insist on following her?"
Half an hour had already passed, yet the dungeon remained silent.
In another half hour, that rare soul ring would completely vanish.
There was no way he could go find Qian Daoliu now.
No explanation would suffice.
If the old man misunderstood and revoked Qian Renxue's training rights, it would create complications for the original plan.
Only fifteen minutes remained, and the dungeon was still completely silent.
"Damn it! Isn't this bullying an honest person?"
Su Cheng stood up angrily.
So she's going to play the all-or-nothing game with me!Is there no law? No rules?Qian Renxue could act so recklessly without a fallback, but Su Cheng couldn't just stand by.
She needed to establish her foundation as best as possible, then proceed to the God Examination in optimal condition. Only then would she have a chance to defeat Bibi Dong, the dual Martial Soul wielder.
"You really are Bibi Dong's daughter. Just like her, your brain isn't exactly normal."
In the dim dungeon, Su Cheng's mocking voice echoed again.
Qian Renxue didn't care what he said. Her previously calm, slightly numb face now bloomed with a charming smile.
For an instant, her radiance seemed to illuminate the dark dungeon.
Even Su Cheng momentarily lost focus.
"Teacher, I'm slow-witted. I really can't do this."
"…"
Your mouth is really stubborn.
Su Cheng was completely helpless.
"Prepare yourself."
Hearing this, a blush appeared on Qian Renxue's face. She walked over to the corpse of the Holy Light Beast that had long been dead.
At this moment, she grew shy again.
Turning her back to Su Cheng, she slowly unbuttoned her top, the intricate dress folding to the sides.
Her long, slender arms swept over her neck; the tips of her golden hair swayed lightly. Under the torchlight, it seemed as if ripples of light shimmered within.
Then, her delicate collarbones and snow-white shoulders were revealed one by one.
Her smooth skin, even in the dim dungeon, seemed to glow with a faint jade-like radiance.
With her top removed, the clean back and narrow waist outlined a perfect curve—even the world's greatest sculptor could hardly replicate such divine grace.
Qian Renxue slightly lifted her head and turned. Her long swan-like neck traced a beautiful curve.
Seeing Su Cheng behind her, her blushing face froze slightly.
He had tied a black cloth around his head, covering his eyes firmly.
She hesitated, saying, "With your eyes covered like that, how can you insert the needles for me?"
"No problem." Su Cheng's voice was calm in the pitch black. "Don't underestimate my professional skills."
"Tch." Qian Renxue stuck out her tongue, but secretly felt relieved.
Though she had appeared calm before, her heart had been in turmoil.
Now her emotions were much more relaxed.
This would also help her when absorbing the soul ring later.
Sitting cross-legged opposite each other, a faint pressure radiated from Su Cheng outward.
His spiritual power had now reached the level of external projection. Combined with the embryonic Sword Domain, it was enough to map out the figure before him.
Su Cheng took silver needles from the wooden box and held them in his palm.
His fingers paused slightly in midair, then reached forward, tracing toward the waist of the figure sensed ahead.
Blindfolding himself was indeed a good idea.
But this form of perception projected only a silhouette in his mind—it couldn't reveal fine details.
So as a trade-off, he had to lightly touch the points with his fingers and then use soul power to stimulate them slightly to accurately locate the acupuncture points.
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