Douluo : Capture the goddess starting from peerless tang sect

In the boys' dormitory.

Wang Dong'er's damp pink-and-blue hair draped over her delicate shoulders, her flawless face showing a hint of youthful charm. Her soft, pastel-colored strands framed her swan-like neck and elegant collarbone. Her white shirt hugged her fair shoulders and gently rising chest.

Below, she wore a knee-length skirt in a white and blue checkered pattern that hugged her round hips and slender thighs. Her beautiful legs were encased in black stockings, which shimmered faintly in the sunlight.

So beautiful.

Qian Ran had read about Wang Dong'er's beauty in the original story, but seeing her in person was breathtaking. She was even more stunning than Tang Ya. Her youthful and budding beauty was simply mesmerizing.

No wonder—she was Xiao Wu's daughter. Like mother, like daughter.

As for how beautiful Xiao Wu herself was, he could only imagine. To give birth to someone as lovely as Wang Dong'er, Xiao Wu must have been no less striking.

Xiao Wu's famous long legs were well-known in the first series, and Wang Dong'er had inherited her mother's graceful legs, making her look truly captivating.

Especially now, with those stockings—it made her even more attractive.

"Do you think it looks nice?" Wang Dong'er asked softly, lowering her head. She felt both shy and delighted under Qian Ran's gaze. It was a special feeling to be admired by the one you liked. She'd known her looks would captivate him.

"You look amazing, Dong'er." Qian Ran couldn't resist stepping closer and wrapping his arms around her slender waist, pressing a kiss onto her cheek.

Her soft skin was untouched by makeup, with a tender feel that made Qian Ran feel entranced.

"Qian Ran…" Wang Dong'er murmured, a bit dazed as she closed her eyes. She hadn't expected him to kiss her so suddenly, and she froze, letting him kiss her wherever he pleased.

Qian Ran's kisses trailed along her face and neck, leaving faint marks wherever they landed.

When he gently pushed her onto the bed, Wang Dong'er finally regained her senses.

"Qian Ran, don't…" she whispered, pushing against his chest in a fluster. Though she liked him deeply, she wasn't ready for more.

Her entire body blushed pink, her fair skin flushing with shyness and anticipation.

And they were in the boys' dorm! Her heart raced even faster at the thought.

Lying beside Wang Dong'er, Qian Ran could feel her rapid heartbeat and the faint, sweet scent she gave off.

Ah, the allure of a soft embrace—it really was true what they said about "beauty being the hero's tomb," he mused.

If he had ten more girls like this, he wouldn't have the heart to focus on training.

"Sorry, you're just too beautiful; I lost my self-control," Qian Ran said softly, giving her thigh a gentle squeeze. Even through the stockings, he could feel the soft yet firm curve of her leg.

Her legs were truly beautiful, and feeling the silky texture of her stockings over her perfectly shaped legs was an exquisite experience. This was art in its purest form.

"Mm." Wang Dong'er turned her head, too shy to meet his gaze.

"Promise me you won't tell anyone I'm a girl."

"Of course, I won't," Qian Ran replied. He wasn't foolish—if her identity became known, it'd be harder for them to share a dorm.

Now, having Wang Dong'er in the same room meant they could spend as much time as they wanted together. And although he couldn't go further just yet, he knew it was only a matter of time.

"You big bully!" Wang Dong'er muttered, her cheeks rosy as she sat on his lap, her arms around his neck, letting him hold her close. Her slender waist made Qian Ran fall even more for her. Taking the lead, she leaned in to give him a light kiss.

Finally admitting her feelings to Qian Ran, she was overwhelmed by love, especially after feeling his tender kisses. She'd come to adore that feeling.

"Mm." She hummed softly, pressing a gentle kiss to his cheek, expressing her affection.

Over these past few days, she'd felt constantly worried, watching the other girls gather around Qian Ran. Her love only grew stronger, treasuring every moment with him even more.

Though they'd known each other for less than a month, she couldn't deny her growing feelings for him.

She wanted to make Qian Ran hers alone.

Aside from going too far, she was willing to do anything he wanted.

Qian Ran himself was unsure why Wang Dong'er's feelings for him had suddenly intensified, though it was likely due to her sensing competition from girls like Xiao Xiao.

"This is a bit much," Qian Ran admitted, his throat tight with emotion. Wang Dong'er's passionate affection was overwhelming, leaving him wanting more, though some things would have to wait.

Wang Dong'er seemed to realize this too, her cheeks flushed as she adjusted her position on his lap.

"Qian Ran…" she whispered, her enchanting pink-and-blue eyes misty, gleaming like precious gems.

"This guy…how did he do it?" Qian Renxue, watching from within the sword, was stunned. She knew Qian Ran was impressive, but she hadn't expected him to win over Tang San's daughter so quickly.

Yet, despite her surprise, a sense of satisfaction settled over her. "This actually feels great. I may not be able to get direct revenge on Tang San just yet, but seeing his daughter and the Tang Sect's leader entranced by Qian Ran—it's such a fitting twist!"

For once, Qian Renxue felt genuinely joyful. Since meeting Qian Ran, she'd felt more alive, unlike her previous state of despair and emptiness.

Watching Wang Dong'er's deep love for Qian Ran only heightened her desire for payback.

One day, if Tang San found out that both his daughter and Tang Ya were carrying Qian Ran's children…how would he feel?

Just the thought made Qian Renxue want to reward Qian Ran somehow.

He was lecherous, yes, but incredibly effective.

Observing his flirtations daily from the space within the holy sword had left her feeling restless and exasperated.

Despite absorbing some of Electrolux's divine power and growing stronger, Qian Renxue still couldn't fully recover her divine rank. Only if a more powerful deity assisted her could she possibly regain her former strength.

Absentmindedly twirling the golden dragon spear Qian Ran had given her, Qian Renxue's curiosity about him deepened. She could tell the spear was crafted from the bones of a powerful dragon deity.

Qian Ran was even more mysterious than she'd initially thought.

And he'd hinted they had strong allies who might also have a grudge against Tang San. Who were these people he knew?