Chapter 129: Your Little Girlfriend?

"Swish, swish, swish!"

Almost the instant Qin Jian grasped Sword Qi Transformation into Light Sword, individual light swords began to separate from his martial soul light sword in an instant.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Countless light swords collided, but because Qin Jian was the one being suppressed, the rebound was even more violent; in this brief moment, it erupted and actually suppressed all the light swords above.

"Give me—break!"

At this moment, he suddenly let out an angry shout.

His entire body was enveloped by the martial soul light sword, and all his Sword Qi was unleashed.

He knew his only chance was this single moment of rebound; after all, it was a light sword separation technique he had just learned, and it was impossible to truly defeat the light swords above, so he could only gamble on this moment...

"Boom!"

A sound like a thunderclap rang out over the village, and endless Sword Qi erupted, shooting out in all directions, covering the sky and the earth.

"Not good!"

Qin Jian couldn't help but exclaim.

Because this eruption of his had clearly broken the tacit understanding from just a moment ago, and now there was no way to keep the Sword Qi clash compressed within a small area; if he let the aftermath of this Sword Qi spread, the seven or eight houses nearby would certainly be smashed to pieces.

If there were people inside, they would undoubtedly die!

"Swish!"

But at this moment, Qin Jian only had time to block in front of Zhu Zhuqing to neutralize the incoming Sword Qi aftermath; as for the Sword Qi shooting elsewhere, he couldn't care at all!

"Hum, hum, hum, hum, hum..."

At this moment, nine soul rings—Yellow, Yellow, Purple, Purple, Black, Black, Black, Black, Black—suddenly lit up in sequence in the sky.

Zhu Zhuqing widened her eyes: "Nine soul rings, a Title... a Title Douluo!"

How could she have imagined that the person who had just been sparring with Qin Jian was actually a Title Douluo?!

The next moment, a pale blue figure appeared in mid-air.

He stepped on a giant sword, slowly descending from the sky, while his right hand made a sword gesture: "Withdraw."

"Shoo, shoo, shoo..."

Immediately, the Sword Qi aftermath that was about to spread to the houses stopped, and the next moment, like a hundred birds returning to their nests, it all shot into his hand and then vanished.

Qin Jian let out a light sigh of relief.

Finally, the pale blue figure appeared before the two of them; the soul rings vanished, the giant sword beneath his feet slowly dissipated, and he landed slowly on the ground.

Zhu Zhuqing was as silent as a cicada in winter, not daring to move at all.

But Qin Jian walked forward, contrary to her expectations, and she couldn't help but grab his left hand: "Qin... Qin Jian... don't... don't be reckless..."

"It's fine..."

Qin Jian looked back and smiled at her, then continued to step forward, arriving before the other person, revealing a close, long-unseen smile: "Teacher!"

Zhu Zhuqing: "..."

The person who had arrived was naturally Jian Douluo Chen Xin, whom Qin Jian hadn't seen for several years.

"It's been years, and you didn't even say you'd come home to visit; have you forgotten your teacher entirely?!"

Jian Douluo crossed his arms and squinted at him.

Qin Jian blinked: "How could that be, Teacher? You know why I didn't go back, so please don't make things difficult for your disciple, alright?"

"Hmph..."

Jian Douluo gave a soft hmph, then couldn't help but pat his head: "You're almost as tall as your teacher now, and your appearance has changed a lot over these years; I almost didn't recognize you just now."

What else could Qin Jian do but smile?

The corners of Jian Douluo's mouth also curled up slightly: "Not bad, you've reached the intermediate level of Man-Sword Unity, though you've left behind some hidden injuries; have you been fighting against high-level people recently?"

Qin Jian smiled and said: "It's fine now, Teacher; the last bit of stagnant blood was forced out by you just now. Also, thank you, Teacher, for imparting your techniques."

Zhu Zhuqing widened her eyes: "Qin Jian, you still had hidden injuries from when you fought that Soul King who was hunting me? So, you were treating hidden injuries just now?"

Qin Jian nodded and smiled at her: "I made you worry. Just now, Teacher was only testing my sword cultivation, treating my hidden injuries along the way, and also imparting techniques."

"That was a soul skill I derived from my Sixth Soul Skill, Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin; it can be called Sword Qi Transformation, and it counts as a type of Self-created Soul Skill. It is very suitable for you," Jian Douluo said nonchalantly.

Qin Jian shook his head and said: "Teacher, I know you created this soul skill specifically for me; it's useless to you, as your Sixth Soul Skill is already enough."

Jian Douluo couldn't help but want to curl his lips.

This personal disciple of his was always so sensitive and could perceive any kindness others showed him; this was also why Jian Douluo liked him so much.

"Is this your little girlfriend?"

Jian Douluo suddenly looked at Zhu Zhuqing and smiled: "I have nothing to give for our first meeting, so take this Soul Guidance Device; it's quite suitable for you."

He suddenly took out a bracelet-shaped Soul Guidance Device.

Zhu Zhuqing opened her mouth and stammered: "Ah... I... I don't... that..."

Qin Jian simply took it and, without a word, put it on her right wrist.

"No need to save for Teacher; he is a Super Douluo and is very wealthy," Qin Jian said with a grin.

Jian Douluo rolled his eyes, then said to Zhu Zhuqing: "If this child Jian ever does anything to make you sad in the future, I hope you can be a little tolerant of him."

Hearing this, Qin Jian's expression became somewhat strange.

Because his teacher was clearly considering the possibility of them separating in the future...

But Zhu Zhuqing didn't know this; she felt truly flattered and could only wave her hands repeatedly: "No, no, Qin Jian is... he is especially good..."

Seeing Zhu Zhuqing's slightly reddened face, Jian Douluo couldn't help but glance at Qin Jian, clearly curious about how he could win a girl's heart so easily.

Qin Jian rolled his eyes at him and then reached out his hand: "Teacher, where is mine?"

"What?" Jian Douluo asked, bewildered.

"The gift! Where is my gift!" Qin Jian said as a matter of course.

A black line appeared on Jian Douluo's forehead: "You still want a gift?"

Seeing the way they spoke so casually, Zhu Zhuqing could not help but reveal a look of envy.

This was the familial affection she had always longed for...

"Why can't I want a gift?"

Qin Jian's matter-of-fact demeanor left Jian Douluo speechless; he narrowed his eyes and suddenly said: "Originally, Teacher intended to give you a Sword Outfit, but the one you are wearing is not at all inferior to the one Teacher prepared, and it is even more handsome in its design..."

As Qin Jian listened, he felt something was not quite right.

Sure enough, the next moment Jian Douluo continued: "The person who designed this Sword Outfit for you must have put a lot of thought into it, and it was quite expensive to make; one could say it is a very precious garment, so... who gave this to you?"

Wow... he was just helping him build rapport in front of Zhu Zhuqing, and now he is immediately starting to set him up...

Qin Jian was certain that Jian Douluo was also a big kid! Very mischievous!

Sure enough, Zhu Zhuqing's gaze swept over from the side, and then she asked nonchalantly: "Qin Jian, who gave you this outfit? I've never heard you mention it!"

Progress 28/60

(End of chapter)