SL—Chapter 151: Astrology: Bad luck! Ling Qianyao: Send; Permanently Frozen Crystal Core
Ling Qianyao sat cross-legged, absorbing the insights from Bibi Dong's contemplation of the Taiyin Cold Soul Star.
The Taiyin represents eternal night, symbolizing absolute low temperature, tranquility, and eternity.
At this moment, at Ling Qianyao's Guanyuan acupoint, a ray of Taiyin power was slowly condensing, born from nothingness, unlike any previous soul power characteristics.
The moment it appeared, Ling Qianyao felt only coldness. The ray of Taiyin power kept rotating within the Guanyuan acupoint, gradually condensing into a crystal core that flashed with a faint blue light.
It remained silent like this—like a deep, cold night star—quietly dormant.
Ling Qianyao's mind moved slightly, and the surrounding soul power gathered toward it. After entering, it quickly transformed into an absolute zero state.
You must know that at this moment, Ling Qianyao had not yet compressed all the soul power in his body into a liquid state. The soul power that entered the crystal core turned into extremely small ice particles in an instant, becoming a solid.
Ling Qianyao's eyes lit up, and he tried to lead the soul power in his body here. After more than one-third of his soul power entered the crystal core, he stopped.
"Although I am only a Soul Ancestor now, the density and quantity of my soul power are greater than that of ordinary Soul Kings. After swallowing one-third of my soul power, this crystal core still doesn't feel full."
The particles shining with stars seem to be only one-fifth of the entire crystal core. What is this?
The soul core is more like an energy-gathering ring, and this crystal core is like a soul power furnace. It does not melt iron blocks into molten iron like forging.
Instead, it makes the soul power undergo qualitative changes and be stored through extreme compression and cooling.
Ling Qianyao was thoughtful. At this moment, he had not yet reshaped the Guanyuan acupoint corresponding to the Taiyin Star. Still, the crystal core that emerged already had such energy efficiency. If this crystal core grows completely, the amount of soul power it can accommodate would be terrifying.
The soul core allows soul masters to replenish energy while fighting, but what if they encounter an environment that seals the vitality of heaven and earth? The first thing to rely on is their soul power reserves.
After checking the time and temporarily stopping his research on the crystal core, Ling Qianyao summoned the Star-Breaking Sword and, with a heavy heart, began Astrology.
The complex patterns flickered with faint light, intertwining and gathering to outline a mysterious star map in the void.
"Ominous!"
Ling Qianyao's mouth twitched, and he silently put away the Star-Breaking Sword, falling onto the bed with his head turned up.
My fortune hasn't changed, so there's no danger to my life, but I'm going to be finished in a bit, is that it?"
"My head hurts."
Ling Qianyao put his arms behind his head, looked at the ceiling, and sighed, quietly waiting for judgment.
'As for Xue'er, when should I choose to talk to her?'
As he was thinking, a fragrant breeze came. Warm red lips had already covered his, a jade arm supported his chest, and a slender hand pressed on his chest.
After a long while, the warm touch slowly left.
"It smells like blood and cats. Is it Zhu Zhuqing?"
Bibi Dong licked the corner of her mouth. She straightened up slightly and looked at Ling Qianyao.
Ling Qianyao held her waist and sighed helplessly. "Is it appropriate for you to come to me now? Didn't you go to her room with her? Now you appear here. What if she finds something strange? We are not ready."
Bibi Dong smiled. "She's already asleep. With her cultivation, it's not that easy for her to discover I'm not there."
Ling Qianyao stood up, sat opposite Bibi Dong, and said seriously, "Go back."
Bibi Dong was startled; a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes. Then she returned to her lazy but somewhat majestic look.
"Go back? I finally came here, and you're so eager to send me away?" She raised her chin slightly, with a hint of dissatisfaction.
"Zhuqing will come here tonight, and I want to confess to her. You'd better not be here. Be obedient."
Bibi Dong narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, a hint of danger in her gaze. "It's been a short time, and you're going to tell this little cat everything? Let me be obedient."
She approached, her cheek close to Ling Qianyao, and her warm breath sprayed on his face. "Are you very proud, Qianyao? Don't think you can do whatever you want just because you became my man."
Ling Qianyao took her into his arms domineeringly, wrapping his arms tightly around her slender waist and pressing his hot lips to hers, swallowing all her unfinished words with irresistible possessiveness.
Bibi Dong was startled at first, then a trace of anger and shame ignited in her beautiful eyes. But the kiss was like a surging tide, gradually drowning her will to resist. Her body softened uncontrollably, and her hands unconsciously grabbed Ling Qianyao's collar.
"Hmm." She enjoyed it very much. Suddenly, a look of surprise flashed across her misty eyes, followed by a flash of cunning.
Bibi Dong concentrated her soul power and quickly created a soundproof field around Ling Qianyao, preventing his mental perception from sensing anything outside the room.
She suddenly pulled Ling Qianyao's collar and fell onto the bed, her arms tightly hooked around his neck, not letting him leave.
"Gah—"
The door suddenly opened, and Bibi Dong finally released Ling Qianyao. Ling Qianyao quickly raised his head, and Zhu Zhuqing was stunned.
The scene was silent for a moment.
After a long pause, Zhu Zhuqing bit her lower lip, gently closed the door, and then walked in front of Ling Qianyao and Bibi Dong, who had already stood up.
"Qianyao, don't you want to explain?"
She spoke with a forced smile, her eyes always on Bibi Dong. The anger and hostility in her gaze seemed to ignite the air.
The sight of the two women at this moment was like two sharp lightning bolts colliding violently, bursting out invisible sparks.
Bibi Dong looked calm and smiled as she straightened her messy clothes. She gave Zhu Zhuqing a meaningful smile.
"You already know, don't you? Sorry, Zhuqing. I am the one who is ahead now. However, Qianyao cherishes you so much, so I won't make things too difficult."
"But you have to understand that from now on, he can't belong to just one of you."
Zhu Zhuqing narrowed her eyes. "I should be the one saying this. As a latecomer, you used such despicable means to seize the position in Qianyao's heart."
"The pope of the Spirit Hall is just a cat that steals fish, morbidly craving things that don't belong to her."
"It should be me who allows you to stay with Qianyao!"
Bibi Dong's face darkened. "You? Don't forget that you still have an engagement with Star Luo Prince. Can you still regard yourself as the queen?"
Zhu Zhuqing looked at her. "The so-called engagement has long been broken. Don't think I will lower my attitude just because you are the Pope. Even if it were Qian Renxue, I would never compromise."
"Everything should be based on first come, first served."
Bibi Dong and Zhu Zhuqing exchanged glances again, and it seemed like lightning flashed in the air.
Ling Qianyao suddenly felt a headache and hurriedly stepped between the two women. "Enough, stop arguing, and listen to me quietly."
"Hmph."
"Hmph."
The two women snorted simultaneously and turned their heads away.
(End of this chapter)