Douluo Continent: The Eternal Order of the Azure Sky.

Kong Tianxu squatted down in front of her, not rushing to take the golden dragon spear, but first reaching out his hand, his fingertips hovering three inches above her forehead, pausing for a moment, as if sensing something.

Then, his slender fingers started from her ankles, along her calves, knees, thighs, up to her waist, ribs, and shoulders, and finally to her face, which was still stubbornly unwilling to relax even in her unconscious state. His hands were like performing a dance that had been choreographed for a long time but had never been performed in front of others. The movements were gentle yet powerful, touching and withdrawing without any lingering.

Occasionally, shimmering powder fell from his palm. As Kong Tianxu moved, the Golden Dragon Spear seemed to have found its master, and the golden dragon patterns flowing on the spear resonated subtly with it.

Finally, his nimble fingertips gently landed on Wang Qiu'er's delicate chin, and Kong Tianxu's fingers caressed her from bottom to top, reaching her slightly moist eyes.

Whether it was the effects of the drug "Ten Thousand People's Intoxication" that made her see someone in her dream, or a physiological reaction during her unconsciousness, a small patch of moisture remained at the corner of her tightly closed eyes. Kong Tianxu's fingertip gently brushed over that moisture, his movement paused for a moment, and then he withdrew his hand.

"wake up."

Two gentle, blue-pink springs rippled slightly.

The effects of the drug "Ten Thousand People Drunk" hadn't completely worn off, leaving a thin layer of misty fog in her eyes. The image of her silver-haired, purple-eyed figure was reflected in her hazy pupils, and the bewildered look, like that of a newborn deer, stirred something inexplicably in Kong Tianxu's heart.

Those who can't forget...

No, that's wishful thinking. You should be thinking about that.

He raised the hand holding the soul guide screen and directly blocked Wang Qiu'er's view with the photo of Huo Yuhao with a bruised and swollen face locked in the water dungeon, neatly obscuring his own face.

The confusion instantly transformed into extreme coldness!

A burst of golden light erupted, and Wang Qiu'er's body sprang up from the stone bed. The power in her waist and abdomen exploded to its limit in an instant, and she shot out like a golden python that had been gathering its strength for a long time.

She gripped the Golden Dragon Spear tightly in her right hand, the spear spinning half a circle in her palm. The spear tip slashed through the air with a sharp whistle, and a fierce spear light that could almost devour all light pierced out instantly, heading straight for Kong Tianxu's throat!

Kong Tianxu did not move.

The golden dragon spear then stopped at his throat.

There was no distance. The sharp edge of the gun tip pressed against the skin of his Adam's apple, rising and falling with his breath. Any slight tremor would send it down Kong Tianxu's throat.

Ma Xiaotao almost couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. Just a second ago, Kong Tianxu was like a kissing Sleeping Beauty, the two of them were deeply in love and their feelings were breathtakingly beautiful. The next moment, it had turned into a life-or-death struggle.

"It's alright, Tianxu isn't afraid of that gun."

Cain tugged at Ma Xiaotao, signaling her not to reveal herself.

The walls of this cell are made of a specially designed one-way visible material, but the sound insulation is not very good.

Xue Di stood expressionless to the side, arms crossed, her cold brows almost reaching the sky.

On one hand, it was because of Kong Tianxu's mysterious and dangerous actions; on the other hand, it was because a certain scorpion had started singing and dancing in her ear again...

Inside the cell, Wang Qiu'er's chest heaved violently. She lay half-reclined on the stone bed, her arm gripping the gun barrel taut like a fully drawn bowstring. Her long, light blue hair was disheveled, draped over her shoulders and back, with a few strands clinging to her cheeks with sweat.

Those blue-pink eyes were fixed on Kong Tianxu, the killing intent forcibly gathered in them extremely sharp.

"Let him go."

The effects of the drug "Ten Thousand People Drunk" still lingered in her body, making her limbs feel somewhat weak, but the hand holding the Golden Dragon Spear remained terrifyingly steady.

Kong Tianxu looked down at the tip of the Golden Dragon Spear pressed against his throat, the golden spear light casting a small, flowing glow on his skin.

His expression showed no fear, but rather a hint of appreciation.

"A beautiful gun stance. But why do I feel like you won't actually shoot?"

Kong Tianxu looked into her eyes, without backing away. Instead, he leaned forward slightly, pushing his neck forward, causing the spear tip to sink deeper into his skin, leaving a shallow mark, but still without piercing through.

Wang Qiu'er abruptly pulled the Golden Dragon Spear back, her body uncontrollably recoiling backward as she retreated, letting out a hoarse roar:

"Don't push me!"

Her back slammed against the wall of the stone bed. The cold stone pressed against her shoulder blade, forcing her arm, which was holding the gun, into an extremely awkward angle, preventing her from moving even an inch further.

"Then let's give it a try!"

Kong Tianxu's eyes narrowed sharply, and then his neck slammed down with tremendous force!

Wang Qiu'er screamed and almost instinctively frantically tried to pull back her gun, but she had been forced into a corner and her wrist was pressed against the wall, making it impossible for her to move.

She could only watch helplessly as Kong Tianxu's neck crashed straight into the tip of the Golden Dragon Spear, his handsome face entering her field of vision with an unwavering resolve.

Wang Qiu'er's pupils suddenly dilated.

In that instant, she saw the image of her gun tip piercing his throat—blood, light, the devouring of life force, his cold yet handsome face gradually losing its color…

She closed her eyes in despair.

A faint chuckle drifted down.

"With your golden dragon bloodline, you think you can use the golden dragon spear to fight my holy dragon?"

Wang Qiu'er suddenly opened her eyes. To her astonishment, the golden dragon spear that she used to wield with ease suddenly transformed uncontrollably into a pool of flowing liquid gold, flowing out from between her fingers, wrapping around her wrist, and like a docile golden snake, slowly swimming towards Kong Tianxu's outstretched palm.

Wang Qiu'er's eyes went through a complete cycle from shock to resentment to anger in that instant. Something was trembling violently in her eyes, but it was quickly suppressed by an even stronger emotion.

She stood up angrily, and a line of blood suddenly appeared in the center of her forehead. A golden light quietly shone from it, and then the golden light extended into a ray of light about an inch long. The brilliant golden light slowly split open to both sides and turned into an eye, an eye that looked like an endless night sky but was presented as a crimson gold.

The Eye of Fate, the complete and true Eye of Fate.

Kong Tianxu's eyes became intense.

Her voice regained its strength and soaring, carrying a confidence completely different from before:

"Release him, or you'll definitely regret it! Do you think the Limit Douluo behind you can protect you? Do you even know who I am—"

"You're nothing more than the so-called imperial auspicious beast, the Three-Eyed Golden Lion," Kong Tianxu interrupted her. "What, you want to contact Di Tian to save you?"

He spread his hands, a nonchalant, even slightly provocative smile on his face: "You're welcome to try."

"The Imperial Auspicious Beast, the Three-Eyed Golden Lion!"

The singing and dancing stopped, and all was silent; even Cain and Ma Xiaotao's breathing was barely audible. Xue Di leaned against the wall, repeating the words almost one by one.

"An imperial auspicious beast?"

"The Three-Eyed Golden Lion?"

Ma Xiaotao and Cain exchanged a glance, and asked in confusion:

"Before you, Snow Empress, are there any soul beasts worthy of being called an emperor?"

The Snow Empress shook her head: "The Three-Eyed Golden Lion is an ancient auspicious beast. In ancient times, we soul beasts ruled the continent. When an auspicious beast appeared, it was always revered as an emperor. Therefore, auspicious beasts were also called imperial auspicious beasts. On the entire continent, there will never be two auspicious beasts at the same time. What is an auspicious beast? A beast of good fortune. In the habitat of auspicious beasts, all soul beasts grow at twice the normal speed, and the chance of a 100,000-year-old soul beast breaking through its bottleneck doubles. No wonder, in the past ten thousand years, the Star Dou Great Forest has been plundered by humans, yet it has not declined but rather prospered."

Cain and Ma Xiaotao were both horrified and deeply moved.

Inside the cell, Wang Qiu'er was also taken aback. She hadn't expected the other party to know so much about her identity.

But she immediately became fierce and released the aura of destiny with all her might. That invisible power, which surpassed soul power and spiritual power, surged from her source, trying to touch the enormous will that had been connected to her for countless years.

No response.

The intricately intertwined fate, like a stone sinking into the sea, didn't even cause a ripple.

"You...you actually managed to sever the spiritual imprint that Di Tian had on me!" Wang Qiu'er's voice finally trembled slightly.

Kong Tianxu smiled slightly but did not answer.

Heavenly Heart Sword, Heavenly Heart and My Heart, Conquer the Soul and Spirit.

His sword can even sever fate itself, so what is a mere spiritual imprint?

Wang Qiu'er leaned against the cold wall and remained silent for a long time.

Her third eye slowly closed, and the line of blood on her head disappeared silently. When she raised her head again, the fear and anger on her face had subsided, leaving only a cold calm.

What do you want?

"It's simple. I want to make a deal with you."

Kong Tianxu took a step forward, leaned down slightly, and brought his lips close to Wang Qiu'er's ear.

Wang Qiu'er could feel his breath brushing against the stray hairs behind her ears, causing a slight tickle, but her body remained motionless, only her fingers hanging at her sides curled slightly.

Kong Tianxu's lips moved slightly:

"I want you."

Chapter 369 The Prelude to the Holy War and Its Fruition

He wants...me?

Wang Qiu'er stared intently into Kong Tianxu's eyes, but the familiar cold scrutiny had changed. A pure and undisguised desire was burning fiercely within them, and his gaze, like a scalpel cutting through flesh, sent chills down her spine.

This gaze was both somewhat unfamiliar and extremely familiar.

A sudden, utterly mocking smile tugged at the corners of her lips, somewhere between a smile and a sob:

"Ah, so you're all the same."

Kong Tianxu raised an eyebrow, somewhat puzzled.

Wang Qiu'er continued talking to herself, suddenly straightening up. As if some strange power had suddenly flowed into her body, she raised her head high, her slender body fully stretched out.

She was already extremely tall, and now, with her back straight, she wasn't much shorter than Kong Tianxu. She exuded a fierce and unapproachable aura, her eyes meeting Kong Tianxu's defiant gaze, and she even took a step forward.

The two were less than an inch apart, and Kong Tianxu could almost feel her intense, vigorous breathing, the warm air flowing over her cheeks and lips.

Without the Golden Dragon Spear, the power of fate is destined to collapse, but will it still stubbornly rely on itself to overwhelm me?

Kong Tianxu's eyes narrowed slightly, but Wang Qiu'er seemed completely absorbed in her own world, oblivious to his change, her slender fingers lightly resting on her collar button.

The form-fitting outfit fluttered down like pure white butterflies, revealing the dazzlingly white skin beneath.

The heat that had just been lingering in front of Kong Tianxu seemed to return at this moment, and the noticeably warmer air made Wang Qiu'er's pale face flush with a warm red.

The autumn scenery before Kong Tianxu was extremely beautiful.

Like plum blossoms falling on distant mountains, under the artificial light, the autumn mountains, as if sculpted by nature's hand, outline beautiful curves like those of a goddess in the warm light. Most strangely, in the most hidden corner behind the peaks and plains, there is a shimmering golden dragon scale. With each breath, a tiny crack appears from the edge of the scale, revealing an even more secretive color.

"bring it on."

Wang Qiu'er closed her eyes, her fair neck still held high.

Come on! You lecherous scoundrel, ravage me! Show off your ridiculous human desires! I won't utter a sound!

At this moment, she felt that although she had been utterly defeated, she had already won. In this condescending manner, she resembled a believer who was willing to die.

If you ignore the fact that her face was flushed red all the way to her delicate collarbone.

Kong Tianxu's gaze vanished almost immediately upon meeting Kong Tianxu's eyes.

"Are you sure you're not mistaken about something?"