7 Chapter - 7

Li Ming watched the figure of the orange-haired girl with some interest, as he could clearly see the pain she was enduring to continue training.

"A rare talent," Li Ming thought as she wondered if she was worth helping, after all, he had no obligation and was certainly not the kind of person who would help a girl just because of her beauty, or anything like that.

But he had an interesting offer in mind, if she was willing to accept it she would be very smart and thrive with him, if she refused they would go their separate ways and have no connection between the two of them.

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Xaoi Ning'er concentrated on her cultivation as best she could as she felt the icy cold circulating through her body and the burning pain in her feet that made training incredibly difficult, but she continued to persevere with no intention of stopping.

Ning'er had already been here for hours, near the entrance to the training area where the demonic beasts knew not to venture. They were beasts, but the more powerful their soul force, the smarter they became, and they knew that powerful demonic spiritists guarded near the gates and would kill them if they got too close.

This was the only time when Ning'er could cultivate. During the day her time was filled with that arrogant Shen Fei trying to get close to her, her family continuing to convince her that marriage was the best thing for everyone.

Night was the only time when she could concentrate on cultivating without being disturbed by anyone, which was precisely why she had become so much stronger not to have to submit to anyone!

The orange-haired girl had refused with all her being to be Shen Fei's woman in this life and also in the next. If it were not for her father, the elders of the Winged Dragon family would have already given her in marriage to the arrogant redhead of the Holy Family and asked her to spread her legs for he....

It was common for girls of Ning'er's age to marry. Especially someone like her whose growth had been enhanced with elixir since childhood, she may have been only thirteen years old, but Xaio Ning'er knew very well that her body and mind were much more mature than most girls her age.

Not only was she the most developed girl in her class. Both in terms of physical appearance not to mention innate talent compared to everyone else, even Ye Ziyun, the closest to reaching the rank of bronze in their class was far inferior to her.

The pain in her feet increased and the aura of her cultivation faltered, going out like a flickering candle in the middle of a thunderstorm. "Ah!" Ning'er gasped, falling to her knees and gritting her teeth in an attempt to endure the pain rising from her feet as thousands of ants bit her.

"What's wrong with me?" thought Ning'er, for the past few months this condition had appeared out of nowhere and no one in her family knew what it was so they could help her, and not only did her clan want to keep her condition a secret so as not to reduce her value before marriage!

Tears sprang to Ning'er's eyes, "It's not fair!" she cried inwardly. All she wanted was to be free, to pursue her own life choices.

She didn't want to be the sex slave of that arrogant fool Shen Fei! What a joke, at least she wanted to decide the man whose dick to suck!

Was that really too much to ask?

"Looks like you're way ahead, huh?" commented a familiar voice idly from above.

"Who is it?" asked Ning'er cautiously, ignoring the pain in her feet and jumping to her feet, summoning her dagger from the space ring, her palm clutching the silver blade as she stood with her gaze upward from where the voice came from, in a ready stance.

Ning'er blinked confusedly at his handsome face after recognizing who it was. The person who had made the most noise in her class and whose name was on almost everyone's lips after passing the five-star bronze grade during this morning's class.

Li Ming! The boy was lying listlessly atop a long tree branch above her, peering at her with a indiferrent look on his face. He was dressed in loose black pants tucked in at the waist with a red sash that had images of dragons and a pair of red protective gloves around his arms. It really made a beautiful sight, especially with the bright purples in the darkness of the night.

"Li Ming?" Ning'er looked at the boy, with obvious confusion and surprise, "What are you doing here?" she asked, lowering her dagger.

"I was about to go out to collect my loot from hunting demonic beasts when I saw you," shrugged Li Ming, with a somewhat mischievous and amused expression.

Ning'er, despite herself, was very jealous of the casual confidence he exuded. As if there was not a single worry in her life. And, of course, his sheer talent gave him that right. People gave so much prestige to the color of soul force and regarded those with red as those with the least potential.

So what did it say about Li Ming, who with red soul force, had already reached the pinnacle of bronze rank at only thirteen years old?

Showing prodigious talent that put even Ye Mo to shame considering that the boy was a poor orphan, and thus did not have access to expensive training tools such as elixirs and the like to increase his cultivation.

A/N: To clarify, one can reach relatively high degrees of the soul realm if one trains diligently with high-level, proper cultivation technique.

And his background was well known to the top nobles of the city, a simple body "guard" who had reached a level that could be considered monstrous for his age. If he had access to the kind of support Shen Fei had, he would probably already be a gold-ranked demonic spiritist!

Something clicked for Ning'er, and she remembered what she had said first. "What do you mean I'm way ahead?" asked the orange-haired girl. She was close to breaking through the one-star bronze rank, but that would not be impressive for a boy like him.

"Hmm." murmured Li Ming instead of answering her, his violet eyes swept over her form, stopping at her breasts, then her hips before slowly sliding down her legs, dressed only in a pair of tight-fitting spandex shorts.

Ning'er's eye twitched in irritation, "Don't just look at me like that!" she snapped with obvious anger. She was so fed up with the way male eyes spent more time on her boobs than looking into her eyes.

"Do your feet feel hot?" asked Li Ming casually, "Do they burn with pain every time night falls?"

Her golden orange eyes widened in shock, "What?" whispered Ning'er shocked, "You... How do you know?"

"I calculated with my fingers," Li Ming replied with amusement as with continued, ignoring her question, "You're too developed for a thirteen-year-old girl," her eyes lingered on her large breasts again, and it took all her willpower not to cross her arms over her chest and hide them from view.

"Most likely due to a ton of elixir to help your body mature into an older state to increase cultivation throughout puberty. Leading to more Yin Qi created in a female who was already producing more Yin than males. "

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