Douluo: Martial Soul White Tiger, I am the White Emperor of Heaven

Chapter 172 A kiss? Let's do it another day.

"boast!"

Qian Renxue watched Dai Chengfeng's retreating figure and muttered to herself.

It's unclear whether they're saying Dai Chengfeng's talk of preparing a grand feast is just boasting, or they simply don't believe anyone would choose to give up a divine position that everyone on the continent envies.

In the shadows, Qian Daoliu shook his head and chuckled to himself.

"Young people these days will say anything to save face in front of girls."

Dai Chengfeng didn't care. After all, he dared to say it, so he wasn't afraid that they would believe him. In their minds, how could anyone resist the temptation of becoming a god?
Death Valley, shrouded in twilight.

The babbling brook meanders among the craggy rocks, and tiny silver lights ripple across its surface.

Dai Chengfeng stood by the water, his dark robes billowing in the evening breeze. He slightly turned his palm, and several streams of mysterious wind power silently probed into the water.

Not far away, Qian Renxue walked over and leaned against the blue stone.

He casually took off his high heels, which were adorned with gold thread and had angel wing patterns carved on the heels, and left them aside.

Her fair feet dangled gently into the water, her alabaster skin glowing softly in the twilight, her ankles slender and delicate, as if they could be grasped in one hand.

Her toes were round and small, and her toenails were neatly trimmed and clean, gleaming with a faint pearly luster in the reflection of the stream.

As she moved, her toes swayed gently, water droplets sliding down her arches, leaving glistening watermarks on her ankles, and then slowly dripping down the curves of her calves.

Occasionally, a few petals drifted down the stream, gently brushing against the instep of her feet...

She playfully pinched the petals with her toes, then suddenly released them, watching the petals swirl and drift away, letting out a clear laugh.

Out of the corner of his eye, Dai Chengfeng caught a glimpse of a pair of feet faintly visible in the stream. His heart skipped a beat, and an absurd thought involuntarily flashed through his mind:

"Foot fetishists are in for a treat!"

While he was still in a daze.

Qian Renxue smiled slyly as she watched this scene. Suddenly, she flicked her toe, and several glistening water droplets landed precisely at Dai Chengfeng's feet with playful arcs.

"Tell me, is it pretty? Do you want to kiss it?"

Her voice was clear and crisp like a silver bell, with a playful upward lilt at the end, rippling through the twilight and gently stirring the heart.

Dai Chengfeng snapped out of his daze, a mischievous smile playing on his lips, his tone nonchalant.

"Another day."

"Humph~"

Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue snorted lightly, arrogantly raising her chin, the diamond hair ornaments embedded in her hair sparkling with the movement, "You still don't cherish it?"

"I won't give a damn about anyone else asking me for help!"

As she spoke, her beautiful peach blossom eyes fell on the water where Dai Chengfeng had not yet caught any fish, and she raised an eyebrow slightly, "Just catching a few fish, and you haven't caught any yet. Do you need my help?"

However, she didn't finish her words.

boom!
Suddenly, Dai Chengfeng waved his hand, and the power of the Xuanfeng wind exploded on the water's surface, like a small bomb being thrown into the water.

Large sprays of water shot into the sky, forming a white curtain of water in the twilight, startling several water birds resting on the shore.

Several fish, belly up, were thrown into the air by the impact, tracing graceful arcs before landing heavily on the grassy bank, their tails still thrashing about.

However, the commotion was so great that a lot of cool water splashed onto Qian Renxue, wetting her delicate skirt and the skin around her collarbone.

"Dai Chengfeng!"

Qian Renxue stomped her foot, her beautiful eyes wide open, her cheeks flushed slightly with anger, and she glared at him as if she were angry. She looked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, cute yet somewhat intimidating.

Dai Chengfeng, however, seemed oblivious to her anger, and walked towards the tent, saying as he went:
"If it weren't for your interference, it would have been settled long ago!"

Inside the tent, the orange-red campfire crackled, its light illuminating the surroundings. Dai Chengfeng took out an iron pot from his soul-guiding ring, and various spice bottles were arranged in a row on the stone table.

Qian Renxue also came back at this time, crossed her arms, and sat opposite Dai Chengfeng, her long golden hair casually draped over her shoulders, with the ends slightly curled.

Her eyes were wary, and she bit her lower lip, making her pink lips appear even more vibrant with the force of her bite.

"Are you going to make that weird West Lake Vinegar Fish again?"

"I won't fall for that this time. Don't even think about tricking me into eating!"

Without even looking up, Dai Chengfeng washed the fish in the water, deftly sliced ​​open its belly, his long, slender fingers moving with fluid grace.

"This time it's steamed fish, a real feast."

"If I didn't dislike eating dry food, I wouldn't cook. Besides, my uncle used to do all the cooking. It's not easy for me to cook."

"If you don't eat it, that's your loss."

Qian Renxue bit her lower lip, and the strange taste of West Lake Vinegar Fish from yesterday involuntarily surfaced in her mind—neither sour nor sweet, the fishy smell of the fish mixed with the strange sweet and sour taste, it was simply a taste disaster.

In short, the fish is dead!
Thinking of this, she shook her head with lingering fear, the pearl hair ornament in her hair swaying gently, determined not to try it again so easily.

Dai Chengfeng's focused expression while cooking was completely different from his usual demeanor.

Qian Renxue looked at Dai Chengfeng's lowered eyebrows and focused profile. The firelight cast a warm gold glaze on his features, and his eyelashes cast long shadows under his eyes.

She had never seen Dai Chengfeng like this before, and a slight ripple stirred in her heart.

When he gets serious, he's so charming...

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As time passed, the aroma of steamed fish gradually spread, wafting into Qian Renxue's nostrils.

The aroma was different from the strange fragrance of West Lake Vinegar Fish; instead, it carried the fresh aroma of fish and the fragrance of spices, mixed with a unique seasoning scent.

Qian Renxue's throat moved slightly involuntarily, but her eyes remained stubborn.

Dai Chengfeng picked up the steaming fish, wisps of white steam rising and forming a hazy mist in front of him. He raised an eyebrow and looked at Qian Renxue:
"You really don't want to eat?"

Qian Renxue shook her head vigorously, grabbed a piece of dry rations, and crunched it loudly.

"I won't eat it!"

"Even if I starve to death outside, I'd rather never touch your cooking again!"

Seeing this, Dai Chengfeng did not insist. He smiled, sat down, tore off a piece of dry food, picked up the tender fish, and began to eat heartily.

In his previous life, he cultivated Taoism in the mountains, so taking out food was naturally a luxury. Otherwise, what would it look like if the patriarch saw it?

If you want to eat well, you have to cook for yourself.

Over the years, his culinary skills have become incredibly refined.

This time, he didn't deliberately tease Qian Renxue. Although the steamed fish lacked some of the seasonings from his previous life, he had similar seasonings to substitute in this life, so it tasted really good.

Anyway, Dai Chengfeng himself ate with great relish, occasionally letting out satisfied exclamations.

Qian Renxue secretly glanced at Dai Chengfeng, watching him enjoy his meal so much that the dry food in her mouth suddenly tasted like cardboard, and she was filled with curiosity.

Is it really that delicious?

At this moment, Dai Chengfeng seemed to notice Qian Renxue's gaze, a barely perceptible smile appearing on his lips, and he stopped what he was doing:
"Come on, give it a try?"

(End of this chapter)