Douluo : Capture the goddess starting from peerless tang sect

Zhu Lu's shy demeanor only fueled Qianran's mischievous grin. Succumbing to his instincts, he lowered his head and captured her soft lips in a bold kiss.

"There are people watching!"

Zhu Lu's face flushed a deep crimson. She pressed her delicate hands against Qianran's chest, pushing him away in embarrassment.

It was then that Qianran realized everyone's eyes were on them. Awkwardly scratching his head, he let out a sheepish laugh while Zhu Lu bashfully lowered hers, utterly mortified.

"Legendary, brother!"

Gongyang Mo and the others from the inner court discreetly gave Qianran a thumbs-up. Making out with the fiancée of the White Tiger Duke's son on their home turf—this level of audacity was off the charts. In fact, some of them were starting to look up to Qianran.

If you had the power to be this arrogant, who'd want to live a life of submission? And Qianran? He wasn't just arrogant; he was unapologetically so.

Dai Yaoheng noticed the display as well, but his heart had long since gone numb. After the massive scandal and devastating losses suffered by the White Tiger Duke's household, Zhu Lu and Qianran's relationship barely registered as an issue anymore.

The loss of so many soldiers and the highly trained deathguards, each cultivated at great expense, made Zhu Lu's defection pale in comparison. Even if it were Dai Huabin's wife in Qianran's arms, Dai Hao could only endure it.

If word of this debacle reached the empire's upper echelons—that the White Tiger Duke had provoked such a formidable adversary and incurred so many casualties—his household's status would be in jeopardy.

"That bastard, even now, can't think of anything but mischief," Ma Xiaotao muttered under her breath, pressing her legs together tightly. Watching Qianran and Zhu Lu kiss stirred a mix of emotions within her. It reminded her of the times Qianran had kissed her lips so fervently that they swelled. The memory brought an unbidden warmth to her body, her mind flooded with forbidden thoughts.

Meanwhile, Ling Luochen kept her head down, unwilling to look. It was her first time witnessing someone so brazenly affectionate in public. Yet, seeing Zhu Lu and Qianran's closeness left her feeling dejected. When would she ever have a relationship like that?

Would she ever…?

A short while later, Wang Yan emerged from Dai Hao's command tent.

"Everyone, wash up and rest. We'll set out again tomorrow," Wang Yan said, casting a glance at Qianran. No longer did he dare see Qianran as just another student. After witnessing the awe-inspiring respect shown by the woman earlier, how could he?

When he noticed Qianran's hand still firmly around Zhu Lu's waist, Wang Yan could only sigh inwardly.

This kid has guts.

Here he was, in front of everyone who knew Zhu Lu's engagement to Dai Huabin, blatantly showing her affection. It was as if he were grinding the White Tiger Duke's household's face into the dirt.

The Shrek team began pitching their tents.

Before the setup was even complete, Qianran's mind was already wandering.

No one knew that underneath Zhu Lu's casual attire lay a sensual black bodysuit—tight, form-fitting, and irresistibly provocative.

As night fell, the White Tiger Duke's camp seemed to erase all traces of the day's devastation. Despite the loss of thousands of men, an eerie calm settled in as though nothing had happened.

Even knowing the culprit was still in the camp, no officer dared suggest taking action against Qianran.

Clearly, Elder Xuan and Dai Hao had come to some agreement behind the scenes, likely involving concessions to keep the peace and avoid further conflict.

When Dai Hao emerged from his tent later that night, Elder Xuan's healing had restored much of his strength.

"Father, I…"

"This is my fault. I didn't realize Qianran had such a powerful backer," Dai Yaoheng said, kneeling with reddened eyes.

"This isn't on you. Even I…" Dai Hao clenched his fists, his rage barely contained. This grudge must be avenged.

How dare a junior like Qianran humiliate him so brazenly? But with nowhere to direct his fury, it boiled within, leaving him restless.

"Where is that brat?" Dai Hao asked irritably.

"He's… over there," Dai Yaoheng replied hesitantly, pointing into the distance.

Qianran and Zhu Lu were nestled close together. His hand rested on her slender waist, the two exuding an air of undeniable intimacy.

"Cough, cough!"

Dai Hao clutched his chest in anger, aggravating his still-healing injuries and triggering a violent coughing fit.

His rage threatened to consume him.

Their family's daughter-in-law… in Qianran's arms! What humiliation!

The Dai family, with its thousand-year legacy, had never suffered such a disgrace. And now, this humiliation unfolded right before his eyes.

Had Qianran been discreet, Dai Hao might have been able to stomach it. Out of sight, out of mind, after all.

But Qianran? He was as blatant as could be.

"Father, don't be angry. I refuse to believe he can stay arrogant forever," Dai Yaoheng growled through gritted teeth.

Meanwhile, Qianran noticed Dai Hao's arrival. Smirking, he pulled Zhu Lu to her feet and turned toward him.

"Well, Duke, you're up. Looks like your injuries are healing nicely?" Qianran's casual, mocking tone only deepened Dai Hao and Dai Yaoheng's fury.

"Since Zhu Lu and I are together now, surely you have no objections? If not, we'll head to bed. It's late, and we've got an early start tomorrow."

Qianran's words dripped with derision as he held Zhu Lu close, inhaling the sweet fragrance of her hair with satisfaction. She truly was a gem, deserving of a proper reward tonight.

"You!"

Dai Hao's face turned crimson with anger, his soul power surging involuntarily before he suppressed it. He knew better than to act rashly—provoking the powerhouse at Qianran's side was a death sentence.

Furthermore, mobilizing the army for personal grievances would invite imperial scrutiny, jeopardizing his title.

Seeing this, Qianran chuckled lightly.

When he reached Star Luo City for the Soul Master Competition, he could finally resurrect Huo Yun'er.

And as for the White Tiger Duke's wife… he'd heard she was quite the beauty. Heh…

Casting a disdainful glance at Dai Hao and Dai Yaoheng, Qianran wrapped an arm around Zhu Lu and headed for the tent.

Stealing the Dai family's daughter-in-law? Being intimate with her in public? What could the Dai family possibly do about it?

"Pfft!"

Watching Qianran lead Zhu Lu into the tent, Dai Hao finally lost control. His vision darkened, and he collapsed, unconscious from sheer rage.

Inside the tent

As Zhu Lu slipped out of her casual clothes, only the sleek, black bodysuit underneath remained. It clung to her curvaceous figure, accentuating her voluptuous proportions and slender waist.

Her dark eyes shimmered with a seductive allure, while her delicate feet, encased in high heels, curled slightly in anticipation.

"Be good, darling. How about a little dance to warm up?"

(End of Chapter)