Douluo V: I was reborn as a snake. It makes sense to have many children and more blessings.

The sea breeze blows gently, bringing with it a subtle salty fragrance and mystery.

Zi Zhenzhu, the woman with eyes as deep as the ocean, had an unruly smile on her lips, and her gaze was as sharp as a blade, shooting straight at Qin Shou who was standing in front of her.

"Tsk, I hope you don't lie to me, otherwise the consequences will be something you won't be able to bear."

Her voice was like the sound of waves hitting the rocks, firm and with a force that could not be ignored. Her tone revealed both a hidden anticipation for unknown challenges and absolute confidence in her own abilities.

Purple Pearl has been dancing with the waves since she was a child and has the talent to control sea elements. Under this blue sea, she is the undisputed king.

However, facing Qin Shou, who seemed gentle but actually had an unfathomable aura, she couldn't help but feel an inexplicable desire to fight and curiosity in her heart.

Hearing this, Qin Shou curled up a faint smile, and that smile seemed to be able to warm the coldest glacier in winter.

"Haha, Captain Purple Pearl, please rest assured. I, Qin Shou, always keep my word. Today's matter will definitely make you gain something, and I guarantee you will be satisfied."

His voice was low and magnetic, and every word was like a carefully crafted work of art, falling into Zi Zhenzhu's ears and causing ripples.

In Qin Shou's eyes, Zi Zhenzhu is not only a soul master with outstanding strength, but also a woman with a distinct personality who dares to love and hate.

The sight of her made Qin Shou feel an indescribable admiration and expectation for her.

He thought to himself that he hoped that in the following training, Zi Zhenzhu would be able to continue to maintain this confidence and courage, fight alongside him, and together they could uncover the mysteries hidden between the continent and the ocean and explore the unknown and tempting world of soul masters.

"Swish--" A sharp and abrupt sound of tearing cloth broke the tense silence in the air, like the most unruly lightning in the night, instantly illuminating the world of the two.

The cloth on Zi Zhenzhu's body, which was known for its toughness, was as fragile as thin paper in early spring under Qin Shou's iron palms that seemed to be able to tear the void. It was torn apart without any resistance, and the fragments flew all over the ground, like a broken dream, foreshadowing the coming storm.

Zi Zhenzhu's body trembled violently, and her eyes, which should have been as cold as ice, widened to the extreme inconceivably at this sudden change, with a mixture of astonishment and anger flashing in the depths of her pupils.

She wanted to yell, wanted to question, but all the sounds were blocked in her throat and turned into a "You!"

However, this faint protest was swallowed up by an even more violent storm before it could even leave the lips.

Qin Shou leaned down and used his warm and powerful lips to tightly seal all the sounds that Zi Zhenzhu wanted to make.

The next moment, the pupils in Zi Zhenzhu's wide eyes trembled violently, as if she had encountered the most violent earthquake in nature. The shock and chaos could not be described by the power of eighteen levels.

It was not just the trembling of the pupils, but also the turmoil in her inner world, the shudder of fear of the unknown, and the throbbing of some indescribable emotion.

Everything around them seemed to disappear, leaving only the two of them, engaged in a silent and fierce contest in this small space.

Qin Shou's kiss was hot and overbearing, irresistibly invading all of Zi Zhenzhu's senses, making her feel an indescribable throbbing in addition to her anger and panic.

As for Zi Zhenzhu, her struggle gradually became powerless, and her hands, which had been clenched into fists, slowly loosened unconsciously, as if at this moment, a soft spot deep in her heart was quietly touched, began to melt, and began to accept this sudden invasion.

On the coastline dyed golden and blue by the setting sun, the air is no longer filled with a simple and subtle atmosphere, but like a silent forest before dawn, every inch of which is permeated with tension and excitement, and subtly entangled with a hint of imperceptible sweetness and deep expectation, as if it is nature's most delicate emotional palette, inadvertently spread across this world.

This sudden storm was unusual. It brought with it an indescribable force that not only tore the thin fabric on the shore into pieces, but also quietly wove an invisible and tough net between two originally parallel hearts in an almost magical way.

This net is dense and complex, and each thread carries the weight of fate, binding the two people tightly, yet they find unprecedented tacit understanding and reliance in the bondage.

The blue sea became turbulent under the ravages of the storm, like a roar from the depths of the sea, declaring its inviolability.

Amidst this chaos and confusion, a thrilling confrontation quietly unfolded.

The sea viper, one of the legendary overlords of the ocean, was now curled up on the shallows. The severe pain caused its originally smooth snake body to twist violently. Every struggle was accompanied by the roar of the waves. It looked desperate and helpless.

However, in this despair, a emerald green figure slowly approached - it was the Emerald Dragon King, its eyes were deep and majestic, as if it could see through everything in the world.

In front of the Emerald Dragon King, the sea viper's struggle seemed so small and pale, like the most inconspicuous star in the night sky, trying to compete with the bright moon.

But it is this seemingly impossible confrontation that adds a touch of tragedy and magnificence to the storm.

The sea breeze is howling and the waves are surging. The contest between the two is not only a collision of strength and wisdom, but also a display of the dignity of life under the laws of nature.

Against this magnificent backdrop, the two men's hearts also fluctuated with this battle in nature.

Day after day, she was like an indomitable reef, silently enduring Qin Shou's almost harsh training intensity. Every breath she took seemed to resonate with the elements between heaven and earth, and every time she sweated profusely was a challenge to her own limits.

Finally, at a certain moment, a gleam of disbelief flashed in Zi Zhenzhu's eyes.

She was surprised to feel that the soul power in her body was like a bud nourished by the spring rain, growing wildly at an unprecedented speed. This power was surging, far exceeding any leap she had made when practicing alone, and was more than ten times the usual speed, as if a sleeping dragon had finally opened its eyes, ready to soar into the sky.

At this moment, the bottleneck of many years seemed to be gently touched by an invisible hand, and a tiny but decisive crack appeared, revealing a glimmer of light and hope.

Zi Zhenzhu could clearly feel that the shackles that were hindering her progress were gradually loosening, as if as long as she took one more step forward, she would be able to cross the gap in her heart and step into a whole new realm.