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

Chapter 549 Hu Liena, the Enchanting Dance. Powerful!
Upon hearing this, Hu Liena's beautiful eyes immediately lit up.

"We've finally found it! Thank you, High Priest!" Hu Liena's voice was filled with excitement.

Zhu Hongye nodded slightly: "This beast is cunning and adept at hiding in illusions. You wait here while I force it out."

After saying that, Zhu Hongye's figure flickered and disappeared into the mist at the entrance of the valley.

All the people could hear were a few faint, sharp fox howls coming from inside the valley, along with bursts of intense mental fluctuations that caused the fog outside the valley to churn violently.

About the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Zhu Hongye reappeared, her clothes fluttering, spotless.

She was carrying a small fox with a dreamlike, shimmering fur. The fox's eyes were unfocused, clearly indicating that it had been completely suppressed by Zhu Hongye's powerful mental strength and had lost its ability to resist.

"Nana, go ahead."

Zhu Hongye threw the Thousand Illusion Fox Demon in front of Hu Liena.

Hu Liena took a deep breath, stepped forward, and conjured a sharp soul power blade in her hand, cleanly and decisively ending the life of this ten-thousand-year-old soul beast.

A deep black soul ring emerged from the corpse of the Thousand Illusion Fox, radiating powerful spiritual fluctuations.

"Hopefully, a better soul skill will come..."

As Hu Liena spoke, she slowly sat down cross-legged, adjusted her state, and began to guide the soul ring to absorb energy.

The 20,000-year-old soul ring possessed immense energy, but for Hu Liena, who had consumed the Whale Glue Immortal Grass and had exceptionally strong mental power, the process was somewhat painful, but not particularly risky.

Dai Chengfeng and others stood guard on the side.

Finally, an hour later, Hu Liena slowly opened her eyes.

She successfully absorbed the spirit ring, and her aura became noticeably stronger.

Those peach blossom eyes, when opened, seemed to shimmer with light, exuding a natural charm, yet carrying a chilling spiritual pressure.

"Nana, how are you feeling? What's your new soul skill?"

Dai Chengfeng stepped forward and asked with concern.

Hu Liena stood up, stretched her limbs, and a satisfied smile appeared on her face.

Her gaze swept over the crowd, a sly glint in her eyes, before she parted her lips slightly: "The fifth soul skill is called 'Dance of Illusions'."

She paused, looking at Dai Chengfeng's curious eyes, and continued to explain:

"The effect... is group mind control."

"It can instantly exert a strong charm effect on multiple targets whose mental strength is no higher than mine, causing them to fall into a brief illusion, unable to distinguish friend from foe, or to act according to my hints."

"The exact number of targets that can be affected depends on the strength of the target's mental power."

A look of surprise flashed in Dai Chengfeng's eyes: "Good! As expected of a 20,000-year-old Thousand Illusion Fox, this soul skill is so useful!"

With this soul skill, Hu Liena's control ability within the team will reach a whole new level.

Although Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong were angry with Dai Chengfeng, they were genuinely happy for Hu Liena when they heard that she had obtained such a powerful soul skill, since the improvement of the team's strength would benefit everyone.

Zhu Hongye nodded slightly in agreement: "That's right, this spirit ring suits you very well."

"Now that we have obtained the spirit ring, let's return to the temporary camp to rest for the night, and set off back early tomorrow morning."

"Yes, High Priest," the crowd replied in unison.

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By the time we got back to camp, it was already late.

After a simple dinner, everyone returned to their tents.

Dai Chengfeng did not rest immediately. He knew that he could hide Xiao Wu's matter for a while, but not forever.

The "fire" between Zhu Zhuqing, Hu Liena, and Ning Rongrong had to be extinguished, otherwise he wouldn't have a peaceful journey back, or even after he got back. Especially thinking about returning to Wuhun City and seeing that peerless, voluptuous Pope, his heart was burning with excitement, and he didn't want to be held back by these trivial matters in the backyard.

As Dai Chengfeng pondered this, his gaze first fell on Zhu Zhuqing's tent.

This seemingly aloof but actually sensitive fiancée is probably the most jealous one.

Thinking it over, Dai Chengfeng got up and walked straight to Zhu Zhuqing's tent.

When he lifted the curtain and went in, Zhu Zhuqing was sitting on the blanket with her back to him, seemingly tidying her clothes, but her taut shoulders showed that she was not relaxed.

"Zhu Qing," Dai Chengfeng called out.

Zhu Zhuqing paused, neither turning around nor responding, as if she hadn't heard him.

Dai Chengfeng didn't mind. He walked behind her, bent down, and wrapped his arms around her slender yet supple waist from behind.

Zhu Zhuqing's body stiffened suddenly, and she instinctively tried to break free.

"do not move."

Dai Chengfeng's deep voice rang in her ear, carrying an irresistible tone, as he tightened his arms, locking her firmly in his embrace.

Zhu Zhuqing struggled twice, but the difference in strength was too great, and she couldn't break free at all.

She could feel Dai Chengfeng's warm breath on the side of her neck, which sent a shiver down her spine.

A blush involuntarily crept onto her cool, pretty face, but she still forced herself to maintain her composure.

"Let me go! Go find your little Wu sister!"

Dai Chengfeng chuckled softly, not only not letting go, but instead taking advantage of the situation, he rested his chin on her thin shoulder, his lips almost touching her sensitive earlobe:

"Are you jealous again?"

"Who is jealous!"

Zhu Zhuqing was stubborn, but her voice trembled slightly.

Being held so tightly by Dai Chengfeng, enveloped by his hot breath, made her body feel weak.

"You still say you're not jealous?"

Dai Chengfeng turned her around, forcing her to face him.

In the dim light, Zhu Zhuqing's clear, cold eyes were now glistening with tears, carrying a hint of grievance and stubbornness, making her all the more endearing.

A thought struck Dai Chengfeng, and without giving her a chance to speak, he lowered his head and captured her cool, soft lips.

"Well……"

Caught off guard, Zhu Zhuqing let out a short gasp and placed her hands on Dai Chengfeng's chest, trying to push him away.

But Dai Chengfeng's kiss, with its undeniable force and burning heat, quickly broke down her resistance.

Her resistance weakened and finally slumped down, instead grabbing Dai Chengfeng's shirt.

In the midst of their intertwining, Zhu Zhuqing felt all her strength being drained away, and her originally cold defenses melted away inch by inch under Dai Chengfeng's passionate onslaught.

She responded awkwardly, her nostrils filled with Dai Chengfeng's refreshing and pleasant scent, which made her feel infatuated.

It was unclear how much time had passed, but Dai Chengfeng finally ended the long and deep kiss when Zhu Zhuqing was almost out of breath.

At this moment, Zhu Zhuqing was no longer the icy cold woman she had been before. Her pretty face was flushed, her eyes were hazy, and she leaned softly against Dai Chengfeng's chest, breathing slightly heavily...

That look of being at the mercy of others was completely different from his usual self.

Dai Chengfeng looked with satisfaction at the woman in his arms who had turned into a puddle of spring water, his fingers gently caressing her flushed cheeks, and whispered:

"Now, can I explain?"

(End of this chapter)