Chapter 10: Storage Soul Guidance Device.
Under the bright sunshine, the woman was lying on the grass.
A tight leather jacket and leather pants outlined a beautiful and explosive figure.
A pair of chopstick-like legs were slender and straight, as if carefully carved by a machine—slender yet strong.
An exaggerated waist-to-hip ratio, a winding figure, and a belly without a trace of fat, with a high peak standing proudly.
Because of the severe pain, the girl's body was tense, her upper body slightly arched into a bow shape, making her figure even more striking.
"..."
Su Ye's eyes were burning, and he quickly turned his gaze away, then stood up.
Somehow, he always felt unsettled, a little distracted—and tempted to do bad things.
What Su Ye didn't know was that the source of everything was the fusion of too many metal and fire attribute soul rings.
Gold is hard and lacks softness, and the martial soul is closely connected to the body.
The fire attribute soul ring is even fiercer.
The two combined caused an imbalance of yin and yang in his body—in simple terms, his yang energy was too strong.
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On the other side—
"Hm?"
As the intense pain passed, Zhu Zhuqing miraculously discovered that although her right leg still had some discomfort, it was no longer so painful.
"Is it really better?"
Zhu Zhuqing stood up and moved her ankle. A look of surprise appeared on her face, and her bright amber eyes looked at the boy in front of her with a complicated expression.
A little...
"That's it." Most of the resentment in her heart disappeared at this moment. Zhu Zhuqing sighed inwardly and silently put on her boots, not intending to pursue the previous matter.
After all, she was the one who broke in here first. Although she was seen while bathing, this guy was clearly in a daze at the time—it was probably a misunderstanding.
As for that matter...
He was strong and didn't take advantage of her. Now he had even helped heal her leg. Obviously, he wasn't malicious.
Although a trace of resentment still lingered, Zhu Zhuqing was someone who clearly distinguished right from wrong—she wouldn't ignore logic.
After thinking it over, Zhu Zhuqing opened her pink lips and said:
"The previous matter—we're now clear."
Although her voice was cold, it carried a slight softness, and her cold eyes had become much gentler.
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Cleared?
Su Ye glanced sideways, looking her up and down with an expression that said, "Are you kidding me?"
"Huh? We're even?"
"Little cat, when you swore, we were indeed even at that time~"
"You wanted to fight to vent your anger—who do you blame for getting injured? I healed you, and that's a separate matter. Now you owe me, got it?"
Su Ye pretended to be confused and muttered, "Oh."
"You feel like you suffered a great loss because I saw your body, right?"
"You…" Zhu Zhuqing bit her lip hard, her pink lips pursed tightly, and she almost spat out the two words, "Shut up."
Shaking his head, Su Ye spoke confidently:
"You have to figure this out..."
"First, you broke into my territory and started bathing without checking if anyone was nearby. I didn't go there to peep at you."
"Second, the oath—you raised your hand yourself. I didn't ask you to. You could've just spoken. Now you want me to pay for your own mistake?"
"Third, it's common for warriors to get injured in sparring. You insisted on fighting, so I'm not responsible. And I cured you—you don't even say thank you? Not even a little expression?"
Zhu Zhuqing was stunned. She had never met such a shameless person in her life.
Expression?!
Did that mean she had to give him a gift?
You saw my pure and innocent body, and I have to thank you and give you a gift?!
"Don't worry, I'm not a greedy person."
Su Ye scratched his head as if thinking about her carefully, then raised his chin.
"Well, I think the ring on your hand is okay."
"Don't think of it as medical expenses—just as a sparring prize. If you beat me in the future, I'll give it back to you."
The boy looked careless, but his eyes were fixed on the item in the girl's hand—his gaze burning, ready to strike at any moment.
Zhu Zhuqing raised her left hand. She wore a black gem ring on her finger.
This was her storage soul guide!
"You're dreaming!"
Zhu Zhuqing stepped back, putting distance between them. Her full chest rose and fell, making people dizzy.
"…"
This woman… she's not soft, huh?
Su Ye slowly lowered his hand, his previously friendly face now darkening.
He had said the truth, but now came another truth.
"Are you going to give it or not?"
Su Ye's fists clenched with a crackle, his face fierce. The meaning was clear.
Zhu Zhuqing's face turned cold, and she summoned her Nether Spirit Cat Martial Spirit once more.
Su Ye didn't waste words. The Golden Flame Eagle Martial Spirit possessed him.
Today, this storage ring must be his—even if Jesus came.
Swish—a purple soul ring appeared.
A flash of purple light, and Zhu Zhuqing's eyes became slightly unfocused.
"Thousand! Year! Soul! Ring!"
Zhu Zhuqing was so shocked that she cried out. How was it possible? His first soul ring was a thousand-year soul ring?
She had seen many geniuses since she was young—but never anyone whose first soul ring was a thousand-year soul ring.
He was the first!
"Is this guy a monster?"
Looking at the boy in front of her, only a few years older than herself, Zhu Zhuqing's fists clenched.
Fortunately…
The other party was still just a soul master—she might not lose.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang——!
Fists and claws collided at high speed. The two figures clashed along the lakeshore. The lake churned, and leaves fell everywhere.
Not long after, the dust settled.
The two figures fell to the ground, and Su Ye wrapped around Zhu Zhuqing like a python.
He hooked his legs and feet, one hand tightly controlling Zhu Zhuqing's right arm. The other twisted her left arm behind her neck, gripping her wrist—just a bit more force would cause intense pain.
Martial arts always emphasize grappling.
Bajiquan specializes in close combat, with techniques from small wrist locks to full-body holds.
"Let me go!" Lying on the man's bare chest, Zhu Zhuqing couldn't remain calm as she felt his muscles. A blush crossed her cheeks.
"Will you give it to me?!"
Su Ye's fingers rotated and exerted pressure. The pain in her wrist was intense.
Thinking of how this scoundrel had humiliated her today—and even wanted her storage soul guide—Zhu Zhuqing's anger surged. She gritted her teeth and refused to give in.
Muffled groans echoed, full of the girl's final stubbornness. She refused to cry out.
"…"
Su Ye didn't press further. If he twisted any more, her wrist would be seriously injured.
But a high-level storage soul guide was rare, and Su Ye didn't want to give up.
His backpack was full these days, and some high-quality medicinal herbs could only be used for bathing. He couldn't synthesize them into stronger potions—it frustrated him.
Wow——!
Wow——!
On the slender finger, the shiny black gem ring dangled in front of him.
Su Ye made up his mind and took it with his mouth.
Boom!
Zhu Zhuqing was completely stunned.
Her dark pupils exploded like black stars.
"You… what did you do to me?!"
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