80: Chapter 80 The Little Dancer's Beauty Trap!

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing today's diary update.]

[Detected that the diary content has triggered intense emotional fluctuations in several key figures (Bibi Dong's shock, Qian Renxue's wariness, Snow Empress and Ice Empress's gratitude, and the Shreks Three Beauties' wavering).]

[Rating: Perfect.]

[Rewards are being distributed...]

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining: Soul Power Rank +1 (Current Rank: 66).]

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining: Top-tier Divine Artifact Material — ice-fire divine silkworm thread (One Roll).]

[Note: ice-fire divine silkworm thread is formed by fusing the silk of the Northern Ice Silkworm and the Earth Core Fire Silkworm. It is impervious to water and fire, never wears out, and has extremely strong Soul Power conductivity. It has an excellent touch and its own constant temperature effect, making it a peerless divine material for making intimate clothing.]

Qin Feng looked at the bundle of radiant, faintly fragrant silk in the System space, and his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

“System, isn't this reward... a bit too improper?”

“Never wears out? Excellent touch? And it adds to the mood... oh no, Soul Power conduction?”

The hint was simply too obvious.

This wasn't just a Divine Artifact material; this was clearly a key for him to open the door to a new World!

However...

The image of Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling trying on those ordinary black stockings earlier surfaced in Qin Feng's mind, and then he looked at this bundle of Divine-Grade material.

If this ice-fire divine silkworm thread were made into stockings...

That kind of luster, that kind of fit, plus the inherent faint Soul Power fluctuations...

Tsk.

Qin Feng felt his masculine instincts kick in.

“Good things shouldn't be wasted.”

Qin Feng made a prompt decision and immersed his mind into the System space.

“Flame Spirit Princess, come out and get to work.”

With a thought, a fiery red figure quietly emerged from the Void Realm before him.

She was a woman of breathtaking beauty.

A fire-red dress wrapped around her graceful figure, the hem dancing like flames, revealing a pair of long, porcelain-white legs.

Several hairpins were tucked into her cascading black hair. Her features were like a painting, and her eyes held a soul-stirring Charm, yet they also exuded a cold arrogance that kept people at a distance.

From the World of 'Nine Songs of the Moving Heavens', soft as water and passionate as fire — Flame Spirit Princess.

As one of Qin Feng's previous diary rewards, she had been quietly staying in the System space to Cultivate.

“Master~”

As soon as Flame Spirit Princess appeared, she drifted to Qin Feng's side with a gust of fragrant wind. Her voice was soft and bone-melting, and her eyes held a hint of laziness and inquiry.

“Did you call Lingji out because there's a powerful enemy to burn?”

A wisp of crimson flame danced on her fingertips, and the surrounding air instantly became scorching hot.

“Cough, it's not for a fight.”

Qin Feng coughed and solemnly took out the bundle of 'ice-fire divine silkworm thread', placing it on the table.

“You should be able to handle this, right?”

Flame Spirit Princess's beautiful eyes flickered as she looked at the divine material and then at Qin Feng. She then seemed to understand something, and a playful smile curled her rosy lips.

“This is a rare treasure.”

“What does Master... want Lingji to do with it?”

Qin Feng didn't hide it and said directly, “Make a few pairs of stockings. Mmm, as for the style, follow the ones those two women were looking at earlier, but make them more exquisite, thinner, more... you understand?”

Flame Spirit Princess covered her mouth and chuckled, her eyes shimmering.

“Master really is a bad man.”

“However... Lingji obeys.”

She reached out her slender jade hand and gently stroked the bundle of ice-fire divine silkworm thread. The flames at her fingertips instantly became incredibly docile, turning into the finest cutting tools.

“I just wonder, for the first pair made...”

Flame Spirit Princess leaned forward slightly, her exquisite face close to Qin Feng's as she exhaled like an orchid.

“Does Master want Lingji to try them on for you first?”

Heaven Dou Royal Academy, the night was as dark as ink.

Qin Feng stood in his independent courtyard, a wisp of electric arc leaping at his fingertips.

It wasn't ordinary lightning, but a deep purple-gold color that made faint popping sounds in the air.

Rank 66 Spirit Emperor.

This was his current Soul Power Rank, but with the support of the Thunder God Body, the destructiveness of this power was enough to make a Spirit Douluo's heart pound with fear.

Qin Feng waved his hand casually, and the lightning dissipated.

Light footsteps came from behind him, accompanied by a wave of strange energy where heat and cold intertwined.

“Master.”

Qin Feng turned around.

Flame Spirit Princess stood prettily under the corridor, holding several bundles of fabric as thin as cicada wings in her hands.

Her fire-red long dress swayed slightly in the night wind, and on her long, straight, beautiful legs, a layer of radiant black silk had already been wrapped.

This was the finished product made from the ice-fire divine silkworm thread.

Under the moonlight, these stockings were not a pure, dull black, but shimmered with a luster of faint deep blue and crimson. They fit tightly against her skin, outlining the curves of her legs in a soul-stirring way.

“They're done?”

Qin Feng walked over.

Flame Spirit Princess curtsied slightly, her eyes flickering with a hint of seeking credit.

“I did not fail my mission.”

“This divine material is extremely difficult to refine. Lingji spent quite a bit of Soul Power to unravel the silk and weave these few pairs.”

“Would Master like to feel them?”

As Flame Spirit Princess spoke, she slightly raised one leg and stepped onto the stone stool in the courtyard.

Qin Feng reached out and placed his hand on it.

It was warm to the touch, having neither the coldness of silk nor the roughness of cotton. Instead, it gave the illusion of stroking warm jade.

More importantly, Qin Feng could clearly feel that the moment his palm touched the stockings, the circulation speed of the Soul Power in his body actually increased slightly.

Soul Power amplification.

Not only that, this thin layer of silk was exceptionally tough. Even if one were to hack at it with a sword, it might not even leave a white mark.

“Not bad.”

Qin Feng slid his hand up along the smooth lines, his fingertips feeling the amazing elasticity.

“It's both a defensive Divine Artifact and a wonderful item to heighten the mood.”

“The things given by the System are indeed not bad.”

Flame Spirit Princess felt the heat on her leg, and two patches of blush rose on her cheeks. She didn't dodge, but instead leaned forward slightly, her breath like an orchid.

“This ice-fire divine silkworm thread has its own constant temperature effect, keeping one warm in winter and cool in summer.”

“Lingji tried it just now. Wearing it makes me feel as light as a swallow, and the Soul Power flow is much smoother.”

“Master... do you want to do a more in-depth inspection tonight?”

Qin Feng looked at the peerless beauty before him, his lips curling upward.

He swept his arm around Flame Spirit Princess's slender waist and lifted her up in a horizontal carry.

“Naturally.”

“This is a Divine Artifact; it must undergo rigorous combat testing to know its durability.”

The courtyard door was closed by the wind.

Inside the room, the candlelight flickered.

This night was destined to be a symphony of thunder and fire.

...

The next day, early morning.

On a small path in the back mountains of Heaven Dou Royal Academy, three beautiful figures were stealthily moving through the shade of the trees.

Zhu Zhuqing was dressed in black, her expression cold and alert to the surroundings.

Ning Rongrong was looking around, clutching a jade pendant in her hand, seemingly ready to call for help at any moment.

Walking in the middle was Xiao Wu.

Today's Xiao Wu had clearly put effort into her appearance.

She still wore her pink short skirt, but on her originally youthful long legs, she now wore a pair of white stockings.

These weren't some Divine Artifact; they were just ordinary goods she had bought from a shop in Heaven Dou City.

But in the diary, Qin Feng seemed to have a special liking for such things.

Xiao Wu took a deep breath, her palms drenched in sweat.

“Xiao Wu, have you really thought this through?”

Ning Rongrong asked in a low voice, “Once you take this step, there's no turning back.”

“If Third Brother... if Tang San finds out, he will definitely go crazy.”

Xiao Wu stopped and looked back in the direction of Shrek Academy.

That place used to be her home.

But now, thinking about the future described in the diary, and thinking about that 'Third Brother' who would only use her as a sacrifice at the critical moment, her heart felt only cold.

“I have no choice.”

Xiao Wu said through gritted teeth, “I want to survive, and I want to resurrect my mother.”

“Qin Feng is the only variable.”

“And... as long as I become his person, even if Tang Hao comes, he won't be able to touch me.”

Zhu Zhuqing then spoke up: “Qin Feng's residence is just ahead.”

“Rongrong and I will keep watch in the woods. You go over by yourself.”

“Remember, if things aren't right, just shout loudly, though... it might not be of much use.”

Xiao Wu nodded, straightened her skirt, and specifically pulled at her white stockings to ensure there were no wrinkles.

She stepped forward, walking toward that quiet courtyard.

With every step, her heart rate increased.

This was a gamble with her life.

Using her body and future to gamble on a man's mercy and protection.

Standing before the mahogany gate, Xiao Wu took three deep breaths.

Thump, thump, thump.

The knocking sounded exceptionally clear in the early morning.

After a moment, steady footsteps came from inside.

The gate opened.

Qin Feng, dressed in a loose robe and looking refreshed, appeared at the door.

Seeing Xiao Wu standing at the door, Qin Feng raised an eyebrow, his face showing a well-timed look of confusion.

“You are... a Shrek student?”

“The one named Xiao Wu?”

“Coming to see me so early, is there something wrong?”

His acting was seamless.

It was as if the person who had vowed in his diary last night to wait for Tang San to become a laughingstock wasn't him.

Xiao Wu looked at the handsome and tall man before her. This was the Qin Feng who viewed Titled Douluos as nothing and Heavenly Tribulations as child's play.

She lowered her head, putting on a pitiful appearance.

“Brother Qin Feng...”

This call of 'brother' was incredibly sweet and cloying.

Qin Feng leaned against the doorframe, not intending to step aside, just looking at her with a half-smile.

“Don't call me that.”

“I don't have any friendship with you Shrek people; in fact, we have some grievances.”

“If Tang San heard you calling me that, he'd probably vomit blood from anger.”

Xiao Wu's body trembled, but she summoned her courage and took a step forward.

The distance between them instantly closed, close enough for Qin Feng to smell the faint carrot fragrance (scratched out) fresh scent on her.

“I... I'm different from them.”

Xiao Wu raised her head, her large eyes filled with mist, and her red-rimmed eyes looked particularly endearing.

“I came here specifically to find you.”

“I've seen... no, I've heard of your abilities.”

“I want to follow you.”

After saying that, as if she were unsteady on her feet, her body went soft, and she fell directly toward Qin Feng's embrace.

Clumsy acting.

But it was a highly effective honey trap.

Qin Feng followed the momentum and reached out, catching that slender waist.

The sensation from his palm was incredibly soft, and as Qin Feng's gaze swept over the long legs wrapped in white silk, a hint of playfulness flashed in his eyes.

This rabbit is quite sensible.

The diary wasn't written in vain.

“Following me?”

Qin Feng lowered his head, leaned close to Xiao Wu's rabbit ear, and whispered, “Do you know what following me means?”

“It means you have to betray Shrek, betray your Third Brother.”

Xiao Wu's body stiffened for a moment, then she proactively reached out her arms and wrapped them around Qin Feng's neck.

She stood on her tiptoes, her whole person almost hanging on Qin Feng.

Those long legs in white silk boldly pressed against Qin Feng's thighs.

“I don't care.”

Xiao Wu's voice held a hint of determination and Charm, “As long as Brother Qin Feng doesn't mind... Xiao Wu is willing to do anything.”

“Xiao Wu... is very well-behaved.”

Qin Feng felt the warm beauty in his arms and had to admit that this was like meat delivered to his door; it would be a waste not to eat it.

Just as the two were in an ambiguous posture and the atmosphere was heating up.

A cold and displeased voice suddenly came from outside the courtyard.

“In broad daylight, Brother Qin is already putting on a show?”

Qin Feng and Xiao Wu turned their heads at the same time.

They saw 'Xue Qinghe' in Crown Prince attire, standing with his hands behind his back on the stone steps not far away.

On that elegant and handsome face, although a smile was present, the chill in his eyes couldn't be hidden.

Qian Renxue was about to explode with anger.

She had specifically skipped the morning court today and rushed to Heaven Dou Royal Academy early in the morning. Her excuse was to ask for advice on 'governance strategies', but in reality, she wanted to see what on earth this 'ice-fire divine silkworm thread' written in Qin Feng's diary was.

As a result, as soon as she arrived, she saw this scene.

In broad daylight!

Under the bright sky!

A rabbit hanging on a man, how improper!

Especially seeing Qin Feng's hand still on Xiao Wu's waist, Qian Renxue felt as if a vinegar jar had been overturned in her heart, making her teeth ache from the sourness.

Qin Feng, however, acted as if nothing were wrong. He didn't let go of Xiao Wu; instead, his palm even lightly patted those white-silked long legs before he slowly looked at Xue Qinghe.

“So it's the Crown Prince.”

“Coming here so early, what business do you have?”

Qian Renxue looked at Qin Feng's lazy appearance, took a deep breath, and tried to maintain the Crown Prince's poise.

“I heard that Brother Qin is knowledgeable and talented, so I came specifically to seek advice.”

“I just didn't expect that Brother Qin's refined interests are quite considerable.”

“This one...”

Qian Renxue's gaze was like a knife as it scanned Xiao Wu, “If I remember correctly, she's a student of Shrek Academy, right?”

“Doesn't Shrek have a rift with Brother Qin?”

“What? Is it fashionable now to resolve grievances in this manner?”

Her words were sharp and full of sarcasm.

Qin Feng smiled and finally let go of Xiao Wu, but his hand still held her small hand.

“The Crown Prince has misunderstood.”

“Miss Xiao Wu and I are currently sparring in martial arts.”

“Sparring?” Qian Renxue sneered, “This kind of close-contact sparring is something I've never heard of.”

At this moment, Xiao Wu, who had been hiding behind Qin Feng, poked her head out.

She saw the hostility in this 'Crown Prince's' eyes.

Although she didn't know why a man would have such great hostility toward a woman by Qin Feng's side, a woman's intuition told her that this was a competitor.

Since she had decided to cling tightly to Qin Feng's thigh, she had to show her value.

For example, by infuriating a love rival.