Chapter 112: The Final Enchanting Dance

"Happy birthday to you..."

The simple and pleasant birthday song echoed in the auditorium. Shui Bing'er suddenly covered her mouth, excited tears swirling in her eyes...

"A 16-layer cake... for my 16-year-old Bing'er..."

Qin Jian's voice slowly rang out in the auditorium: "Bing'er... happy birthday to you... wishing you... eternal happiness..."

Shui Bing'er stared blankly at Qin Jian in the candlelight; the flickering light and shadows made him look unrealistically wonderful.

She had never thought Qin Jian would specifically have everyone celebrate her birthday. In her memories, no one had ever done these things for her; her parents and relatives only cared about her soul power level and never concerned themselves with whether she was happy...

Yet this young man before her had never said those things; he only said: "Wishing you eternal happiness..."

Happiness... isn't that what we should pursue most in this life...

Why do some people always put the cart before the horse?

Tears streamed from Shui Bing'er's eyes. She threw herself fiercely into Qin Jian's arms, pressing herself tightly against him: "Thank you... thank you... Qin Jian... thank you..."

"No need to thank me..."

Qin Jian smiled and held her tighter: "I only hope you can be happy, no matter what happens..."

"Wow!"

Just then, the whole room let out a gasp.

Before Qin Jian could even react, he felt his lips blocked by a warm, moist touch, and a humid breath spread through his mouth...

A kiss that belonged to Shui Bing'er!

The atmosphere in the auditorium reached its peak at this moment; the fiery mood almost threatened to flip the entire auditorium over.

Even when the revelry ended and all the students dispersed, they still seemed to be wanting more.

"Captain, Captain, do we have any activities tonight?"

Qiu Ruoshui hopped around Qin Jian and Shui Bing'er: "I'm too excited, I don't want to sleep now."

Qin Jian smiled, looked at the other six expectant gazes, and said: "Then how about I teach you another team dance? Let it be the eternal battle song of our Tianshui Team."

The seven people immediately became interested: "What song is it?"

Qin Jian said: "No. 9, or you could call it... 'Antidote'."

"'Antidote'?"

Fourteen confused eyes blinked rapidly.

Qin Jian explained: "The reason it can be a battle song is because of the meaning of the dance in this song. It wants to convey a kind of need—the need for those who support us, or it can be expressed as the need for a certain person; he is the source of all motivation."

"So, it works as a team battle song, and it also works as a personal love song," he said.

"Then hurry and teach us!" the others said impatiently.

There was a hint of sorrow in Qin Jian's gaze, but he masked it well.

To leave this place, he was reluctant to part not only with Shui Bing'er but with this entire Tianshui Team. From their first meeting to their complete Fusion now, they had already walked through so much...

"Come, the dance for this song is quite normal, so there's no need for Bing'er to teach it. Tonight, I will teach you myself!"

The smile Qin Jian suddenly unfolded was contagious; the seven girls all became happy, and they continued their night of revelry in the hall of the exclusive small building...

This night was both short and long. After teaching them the basic movements, Qin Jian took out the accompaniment Soul Guidance Device he had already prepared.

By midnight, while the six of them were still dancing wildly, Qin Jian dragged Shui Bing'er back to the bedroom.

"Bing'er, one last dance for you, an enchanting dance that belongs only to you..." Qin Jian whispered against her fragrant hair.

Shui Bing'er didn't know why, but her heart gave a tug: "Why is it the last?"

But Qin Jian didn't answer her question; instead, he said happily: "Bing'er, this song is called 'One Minute One Second'. What I like most isn't the enchanting part, but that finger-separating gesture. Come, come, I'll teach you..."

Shui Bing'er had been struggling with what he just said, but she was quickly interrupted by shame and anger: "Qin Jian! What kind of lousy dance is this! It's too... I don't even know how to express it!"

"It's fine, we'll just dance in the bedroom. Will you dance it just for me?"

Qin Jian smiled and said: "Besides, I said it already, my favorite part is this finger-separating movement..."

"Separating fingers..."

Shui Bing'er was startled: "Why did you design this movement?"

"Huh? I just felt it had a lot of feeling..."

Qin Jian said cheerfully: "My Bing'er is very suited for this kind of dance. Enchanting, cold, noble—you can do every one of them, and even blend them together."

"Qin Jian... I always feel like something bad is about to happen... but I'm powerless to stop it..." Shui Bing'er's expression was somewhat lost.

A girl's sixth sense is always so magical...

She suddenly turned around and took an exquisite long box from the drawer under the bed.

"I originally wanted to give it to you in a while, but I'll give it to you today instead..."

She slowly opened the lid and said: "This is the Sword Robe I designed for you. I call it the Ice Flower Sword Attire. There are three sets in total; I'm giving them all to you..."

With a light blue tone, comfortable material, and simple yet grand decorations, Qin Jian looked brand new after changing into it; his appearance even improved by thirty percent...

"I always feel like it's a couple's outfit with the Ice Phoenix Luan Phoenix Dress I designed for you..." Qin Jian said with a smile.

Shui Bing'er nodded gently: "I used your design method. Do you like it?"

"Since my Bing'er gave it to me, of course I like it!"

He put the remaining two sets into his Soul Guidance Device and said: "Come, let's continue learning the dance. If you don't learn this 'One Minute One Second' tonight, don't even think about sleeping..."

This night was both long and short...

When the east turned white, the whole building finally quieted down, and one by one, they collapsed on the beds and fell into a deep sleep.

In the bedroom.

Qin Jian crouched by the head of Shui Bing'er's bed, silently watching her sleeping form.

He had maintained this posture for a full two hours...

"Bing'er..."

He murmured, then suddenly leaned in and planted a kiss on her lips…

Then he stood up abruptly and walked out of the bedroom without a sound.

In the main hall, the figure of Yan Zhining sat quietly, as if she had been waiting for him to come down the whole time.

"Qin Jian, do you really have to leave?" she asked softly.

Qin Jian nodded and said, "I'm sorry, Instructor Zhineng."

Yan Zhining stood up and walked before him, her eyes somewhat dazed: "Before I knew it, you've been at the academy for so long, and you've grown much taller too..."

"Actually, you don't have to leave. Our Tianshui Academy isn't so fragile that it would be crushed by those boring rumors; at most, our reputation will just worsen a little."

"Besides, I heard that in the last two days, the most important cultivation grounds of Thunder Academy and Shenfeng Academy were both slashed open by a single sword strike..."

Yan Zhining's red lips curled up: "Your teacher has already vented your anger for you, and your background scared those two Deans so much that they rushed to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to apologize. They are already on their way to make amends to you now, so why must you leave Tianshui Academy?"

She said earnestly: "Qin Jian, to say something sentimental, even if you didn't have any background, the academy never intended to give up on you."

Qin Jian gave a hum, lowered his head, and said softly: "I know. The academy has already been very trusting and good to me, especially you, Instructor Zhineng. You went against the crowd to place me in the position of Captain of the Tianshui Team, and I am truly grateful to you..."

(End of this chapter)