On the outskirts of Tiandou City.
Qian Renxue and Xu Ran each held a sword and displayed the Yu Nu Su Xin Sword Technique.
The Yu Nu Su Xin Sword Technique is divided into two mental methods, with Qian Renxue displaying the Jade Maiden Sword Technique, and Xu Ran the Quanzhen Sword Technique. The two sword techniques complemented each other, capable of unleashing immense power.
Gradually, the two became immersed in the swordplay, and between them, an indescribable tenderness rose.
To master this sword technique, the man and woman must have a mutual understanding and reach of thought, only then could the sword technique be perfected. Part of the reason why Qian Renxue's attitude towards Xu Ran changed so quickly was the influence of the swordplay.
"Tsch!"
Xu Ran and Qian Renxue held their long swords, clashing once again, their eyes locked. Xu Ran's eyes were profound, as if encompassing all things, while Qian Renxue's were like water, seemingly filled with the tender concerns of a young girl.
Their eyes met, but Qian Renxue rapidly averted her gaze, not daring to look at Xu Ran. And at that moment, the swirls of Sword Qi surrounding them also quickly dissipated.
"Another failure," Xu Ran's mouth curled up as he looked towards Qian Renxue. After all, they couldn't yet maintain the innocence of a child's heart, so how could they succeed? But Xu Ran knew that Qian Renxue's heart was moved, and greatly so.
"It's my fault. After all, I'm not a Sword Martial Spirit, so I can't comprehend all this yet," Qian Renxue said, somewhat flustered. Thinking about that strange feeling that appeared in her heart while sword dancing with Xu Ran made her panic.
"It's not that you can't comprehend it, but that your heart is unsettled," Xu Ran said, looking at Qian Renxue. His deep gaze made her feel dizzy, her body beginning to weaken.
The first time she had experienced this feeling was when Xu Ran defied her.
"I..." Qian Renxue opened her mouth, but found she couldn't say a word.
Her gaze returned to Xu Ran, her eyes flickering with a strange affection. Although Xu Ran was known for his flirtatiousness, his talent was first-rate. Looking across the history of the continent, not one person could be found to rival him.
How wonderful would it be if such a person were a friend of the Martial Soul Hall?
"Xu Ran, what do you think of the Martial Soul Hall?" Qian Renxue suddenly couldn't help but ask.
The outside world and its major forces all think of the Martial Soul Hall as brutal and fierce, but that's only because the power of the Martial Soul Hall touched upon their interests. To the general populace, the Martial Soul Hall is still an esteemed power.
The Martial Soul Hall isn't organized by one family, unlike the Ning Family, the Yu Family, the Tang Family, and other so-called hereditary families and sects, allowing common family talents plenty of room for development.
"Hm?" Xu Ran tilted his head, noticing that Qian Renxue's way of addressing him seemed to become more intimate.
"The Martial Soul Hall is good for the commoners. Awakening the Martial Souls without charge, and even distributing allowances to Soul Masters every year."
"Even if the Martial Soul Hall were to unify the many major forces, it may not necessarily be a bad thing for the entire continent," Xu Ran stated plainly. After all, he was standing in front of Qian Renxue, the Young Master of the Spirit Hall—how could he possibly speak ill of the Martial Soul Hall? Moreover, the Martial Soul Hall was indeed not bad. Tang San stood in opposition to the Martial Soul Hall from the position of those hereditary, noble families generation after generation.
Compared to other family sects, the Martial Soul Hall was indeed a relatively more normal institution. Except for the position of the Lord of the Soul Hall and the Great Elder, which were controlled by the Qian Family, the other positions were fluid.
"Brother Xu, what do you mean by this?" Qian Renxue's eyes widened, somewhat baffled.
She had not expected Xu Ran to speak so frankly.
Even if Xu Ran thought so, he shouldn't have said that in front of her, the Crown Princess. This...
"Don't worry, I won't side with the Martial Soul Hall. The Martial Soul Hall isn't bad, and other forces are good too. It's just a matter of different positions," Xu Ran said with a smile as he looked into Qian Renxue's eyes.
His casual and carefree demeanor left Qian Renxue stunned.
She had never imagined that Xu Ran would think this way. Different positions, that's right, it was nothing more than that.
But why did Xu Ran have to stand in opposition to them? How great would it be if he worked with them for the unification of the Continent? If Xu Ran joined them, other forces would stand no chance against the Martial Soul Hall.
But what she didn't know was that Xu Ran wasn't that interested in the Continent.
What he wanted to conquer was the Divine Realm and the myriad worlds beyond.
"Sometimes, when you stand at a higher point, we're merely a speck of dust in the vast universe. Take it easy, the most important thing in life is to enjoy it," Xu Ran said. With a casual summoning gesture, a long sword hung suspended in the air. Xu Ran's right hand's middle and index fingers came together to command, and the long sword moved freely following his directions.
The premise of Sword Flight was the Sword Control Technique.
"Come on, shall I take you for a ride?" Xu Ran said with a smile, pulling Qian Renxue to stand on the long sword.
Xu Ran's hands rested onto Qian Renxue's soft waist, his body pressing tightly against hers, transmitting a soft sensation.
"Xu Ran, what are you doing?" Qian Renxue's body stiffened. She had a good figure, and Xu Ran's close embrace made her feel somewhat uncomfortable, especially the tingling sensation from her pert buttocks.
That tingling spread swiftly throughout her body, making her as weak as if she had been subjected to light acupressure. No matter how fiery and prideful Qian Renxue was, in that moment, she was just a fragile woman.
"The Crown Prince's body is really soft. It's just like a girl's, makes one linger," Xu Ran laughed, feeling Qian Renxue's softness and the warm fragrance emanating from her body. After practicing swordplay, Qian Renxue had sweated a fine mist, which even her applied perfumes couldn't conceal from her own feminine scent.
However, Qian Renxue did not notice these details, thinking instead that Xu Ran's abnormal, all-encompassing orientation had been stirred once again.
"Brother Xu, what do you mean by this? If you continue with this disgraceful behavior, I will leave right now," Qian Renxue's face turned cold suddenly, but her eyes continued to flicker with that odd feeling. Even though her mind told her to stay calm, her body seemed to be starting to enjoy it.
This was really bad.
Xu Ran's masculine scent kept assaulting her heart, that faint manly fragrance, his sturdy chest, and those mischievous hands all brought to her a peculiar feeling.
Having lived in the imperial palace, disguising and hiding since childhood, although she outwardly had no interest in men, she was naturally a bit curious. This was a thought cultivated from not being satisfied physically over time.
This was also why there were always romances between concubines, guards, and court physicians in the "Harem" of the imperial palace.
Qian Renxue verbally protested, but her body was honest.
"Crown Prince, let me take you out to see the world. It's actually very beautiful and not confined by four high walls," Xu Ran whispered into Qian Renxue's ear, glancing at her delicate and flushed earlobes, tempted to do something more outrageous.
Out here in the wilderness, he could do anything to Qian Renxue.
But Xu Ran still suppressed that surge of emotion. Qian Renxue hadn't been completely conquered yet; it was too soon to rush things.
Rushing would be like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit, you wouldn't get the full flavor. He preferred the day-by-day, slowly but surely approach, waiting for Qian Renxue to beg for a deeper exchange with him.
The more exceptional a woman like Qian Renxue was, the more he wanted to firmly grasp her heart.
That is what it meant to conquer.