Douluo Continent, a world-sharing system, but only one.

Chapter 54 Trial and Error Refinement: Miss Angel's True Thoughts

Jiang Ci'an wanted to say something more, but after looking at Miss Angel's expressionless face, he swallowed back the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

Okay, when girls get angry, they really become unreasonable.

As expected, one's own childhood sweetheart is the best, um... even a certain big white goose is better.

He sighed and shook his head.

"I really don't need to today, I can just fry myself for a while."

Qian Renxue stared at his expression, seemingly trying to confirm the truth of his words.

A moment later, she calmly withdrew her foot.

She got up, her bare feet crunching on the soft carpet, and walked into the adjacent changing room.

Since we don't need to shrink anymore, let's change into some more comfortable clothes.

Jiang Ci'an watched the golden figure disappear behind the door of the changing room, then turned his gaze away and sat down cross-legged on the soft carpet.

Close your eyes and calm your mind.

With a thought, Jiang Ci'an unleashed his soul power and blood energy simultaneously. Under his guidance, the two energies, each with a distinct nature, intertwined and flowed into all 206 bones of his body.

The tempering process begins.

Unlike the gradual approach in reality, his method in the virtual world is much more radical.

Instead of refining his bones bit by bit, he used an almost brutal method to simultaneously infuse his soul power and blood energy into the depths of his bones, and with the help of "Time Control," he allowed them to complete the tempering process that would normally take several days or even weeks in a short time.

A surge of intense pain welled up, but Jiang Ci'an's expression remained unchanged.

The power of "indifference" quietly enveloped his consciousness, completely masking the intense pain and preventing it from interfering with his thinking and judgment.

At the same time, "Perspective" was activated at full power, recording all the changes in each soul bone.

He's trying and failing.

To discover, in an extreme way that is absolutely impossible to adopt in reality, the problems that one's own soul bones would never expose during gradual tempering, thereby further perfecting the method of self-condensing soul bones.

His body occasionally exploded, but fortunately, the "Time Control" domain always covered his body.

The moment the problem occurs, he can immediately rewind time to the state before the explosion.

The problem is remembered, solved, and then the cycle continues.

The room gradually quieted down, leaving only the muffled thud of the body exploding and the subtle sounds of soul power surging.

……

Changing room.

The door was gently pushed open.

Qian Renxue came out from behind the door.

She changed out of the white bathrobe and into a gold silk slip dress.

The nightgown is made of soft, silky fabric, with two thin straps draped over rounded shoulders, revealing the collarbone and a large expanse of fair skin below.

The neckline is positioned just right, neither too low nor too high, and the fabric extends downwards along the curves of the body, outlining the high and firm silhouette of the front.

The skirt hem falls to mid-thigh, barely covering half of the thighs, revealing long and straight legs. The thighs are fair and plump, while the calves are slender and well-proportioned. The lines of the entire figure extend smoothly and gracefully from the ankles up to the shoulders and neck.

She gently walked to the sofa and lay down, turning slightly to her side. One hand supported her head, while the other held a soft cushion. The hem of her gold slip dress rode up slightly with her movements, revealing a section of her outer thigh.

Her blue eyes shifted slightly, her gaze gently falling on the boy on the carpet.

He didn't look at her.

At this moment, the boy's attention was entirely focused on his cultivation, eliminating all distractions from his surroundings.

Qian Renxue just stared at him, her blue eyes slightly dazed.

It wasn't that he was engrossed in watching; it was more like he was daydreaming.

At this moment, she was much more relaxed than usual, even more relaxed than when she was alone in the bathroom before.

Without a straight back or taut shoulders, she just slumped limply in the sofa, hugging a cushion to her chest, her legs crossed and swaying gently.

This kind of relaxation is absolutely not seen in "Xue Qinghe".

She only acts this way when this guy is in front of her.

Although I don't want to admit it.

But the truth is, she really enjoyed the time this guy spent there.

Six months ago, she was actually quite resistant to it at the beginning.

Being frozen in place, shrunk in size, and having one's soul bone forcibly taken away—this feeling of being pinned down and manipulated on a chopping board would make anyone uncomfortable.

But she later discovered that this guy was actually a decent human being.

Aside from the first few times when he was indeed a bit impolite, as long as she cooperated, his attitude would improve.

Over time, she stopped having much of a grudge.

Later, she gradually discovered something even more interesting.

During the time this guy was here, no matter what she did, everything would go back to normal as soon as he left.

Even if she revealed her identity, at the imperial court assembly, in front of Emperor Xueye and all the officials, she would still be able to declare herself the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall, the future successor of the Spirit Hall, and a spy infiltrating the Heaven Dou Empire.

However, as soon as this guy leaves, the world will reset, and everything will return to the beginning.

She will revert to being the so-called Xue Qinghe.

Memories of this guy will also disappear.

Until this guy shows up again.

He would return to her the memories that originally belonged to her, just like giving her a book, so that she could remember everything that had happened between them.

Honestly, this feeling is quite interesting.

It's like living in two different worlds.

In one world, she is Xue Qinghe, the eldest prince of the Tiandou Empire, the eldest prince who always wears a gentle smile, is always polite, and cannot reveal the slightest flaw.

In another world, she can do whatever she wants.

Although everything she does during this period is in vain, everything will eventually return to normal.

Conversely, during this time, whatever she did, the original Xue Qinghe, who was methodically carrying out her infiltration plan, would not be disturbed in any way.

In other words.

During this time, she didn't have to worry about pretending, she didn't have to be wary of others, and she didn't have to painstakingly calculate and weigh this and that.

She could finally rest, free from the role of Xue Qinghe, the so-called undercover plan, and the greedy ministers and fickle nobles.

She can only care about herself.

She only considered herself.

The price to pay is nothing more than becoming seven or eight years younger, or having a serious fight with this guy and serving as a sparring partner in so-called real combat exercises.

This price is really nothing.

She stared at the boy on the carpet for a long time, then suddenly chuckled softly for no apparent reason.

She turned her gaze back to the ceiling, couldn't help but sigh softly, and then stretched slightly.

Her beautiful curves undulated gracefully beneath the silk nightgown, and the shadow beneath her collarbone swayed gently with her movements.

Once she had fully relaxed, she curled up on the sofa and hugged the cushion tightly.

Since we have nothing to do today, let's splurge a little.

Use this time to get a good night's sleep.