Chapter 227: It Was All You Forcing Me to Show Off

"You're the one with no humanity!"

Tang San retorted irritably, but couldn't help but start laughing.

"What are you laughing at? Careful, or I'll kill you to silence you!"

Qin Jian crossed his arms and tilted his head slightly: "I am a Humanoid Spirit Beast, I have plenty of methods; I guarantee you won't be able to resist."

Tang San rolled his eyes and threw himself onto the bed: "I'm going to sleep, suit yourself."

Qin Jian: "..."

In fact, Qin Jian was truly on guard, whereas Tang San seemed to have no defenses at all.

Of course, that might also be because he had absolute confidence in his own Hidden Weapon skills, confident that he wouldn't be ambushed.

In reality, Tang San was also being overconfident; Qin Jian really did have a talent ability that could restrain him, and even his Purple Demon Eye couldn't resist that kind of impulse originating from the heart...

"Bang!"

Hearing the sound of Qin Jian also throwing himself onto the bed, Tang San couldn't help but laugh.

This feeling of mutual trust was still extremely good.

The connection between people exists because of such beautiful emotions, allowing them to support each other and persist in this world...

The night passed without incident.

The next day, Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong, who hadn't been home in a long time, both asked for leave together, and under the gaze of the two Lemon Spirits, Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu, they returned to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect hand in hand.

Green hills and clear waters, pavilions and towers.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was located near Heaven Dou City, in an excellent location with beautiful scenery.

"Whew..."

Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong both let out a sigh of relief at the same time, then looked at each other and smiled.

Back home, it feels really good.

As long as there is no pressure to marry and no disdain, home is a warm harbor...

"Little Princess Rongrong is back!"

"Is that Qin Jian beside her? He's grown up and looks even better!"

"They are engaged and are partners for life; it's truly enviable."

"..."

Inside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, people greeted them along the way, but there was even more whispering and discussion.

Qin Jian hadn't returned for three years; now his height had shot up, and under the promotion of his soul power, his face had grown to be no different from an average eighteen or nineteen-year-old youth, naturally winning the attention of everyone.

The news spread quickly.

"Qin Jian!"

Shortly after, from the direction of the training grounds, a handsome youth in black tight-fitting clothes rushed over aggressively, his voice arriving before he did: "You're finally back, I want to challenge you!"

The person who arrived was naturally Gu Yue, the direct disciple of Gu Douluo who had lost the key battle to Qin Jian back then.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

But in the end, the first to arrive wasn't Gu Yue, but the trio that Ning Fengzhi never moved without.

"Rongrong, Qin Jian, you're back!"

Ning Fengzhi had a gentle smile on his face, especially when he focused on their joined hands, his face filled with deep gratification: "It looks like you've resolved your inner knots, very good."

"Dad!"

Ning Rongrong didn't say a word and threw herself into Ning Fengzhi's arms.

Qin Jian smiled and said: "Uncle Ning, Teacher, we're back."

Jian Douluo nodded, his block-like face also becoming much softer.

At this moment, Gu Yue's tall figure finally arrived. He first bowed to Ning Fengzhi and the others, then impatiently challenged Qin Jian: "Qin Jian, it's been three years; this time I will definitely beat you!"

Seeing his clenched fists and confident appearance, the surrounding Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect disciples all became interested.

"Old Man Sword, who do you think is stronger or weaker this time?"

A smile appeared on Gu Douluo's face as he said: "Although Qin Jian's talent was higher back then, I have also been giving Little Gu strict training these past few years with extremely high intensity. He is now level 39, only one step away from being a Soul Ancestor; this speed is even faster than mine was back then."

Jian Douluo crossed his arms, without his usual tit-for-tat, instead looking profound: "I suggest you stop Gu Yue's challenge, otherwise I'm afraid his confidence will be shattered into pieces."

"Shattered into pieces? Old Man Sword, that's too much!"

Gu Douluo naturally didn't believe it and said directly to Gu Yue: "Little Gu, don't be afraid, Old Man Sword is just bluffing!"

Hearing this, Ning Rongrong moved out of Ning Fengzhi's arms, stuck out her little tongue and said: "Dad, you should still advise Grandpa Gu; don't let Gu Yue get hit too hard."

Ning Fengzhi glanced at the nonchalant Qin Jian and asked: "What level is Qin Jian at now?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone around pricked up their ears. Even the previously confident Gu Yue stopped shouting for a moment; from Ning Rongrong's words, he sensed something amiss.

After all, he was no longer the youth with only hot blood from back then; now he was able to suppress his own resentment.

Qin Jian smiled and was just about to speak, but Ning Rongrong came over, grabbed his right hand with both of hers, and then squinted her eyes with a look of reflected glory: "Brother Jian is level forty-seven!"

"!!!"

It was as if three exclamation marks appeared above everyone's heads; the shock was written all over their faces.

Gu Yue was completely stunned.

He had originally thought that his own improvement over these years was lightning fast, but in front of Qin Jian's insane speed, he felt like a clown.

"It's... it's fake, right..." he muttered.

There was no lack of suspicion in the eyes of the surrounding sect disciples.

"Hmph!"

Ning Rongrong hugged Qin Jian's right arm, rolled her eyes and said: "Brother Jian is not only level forty-seven, but his Fourth Soul Ring is also a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring!"

"What?!"

At this, even the originally composed Ning Fengzhi and Jian Douluo exclaimed in shock.

Not to mention everyone else around, the scene instantly erupted into an uproar, with all sorts of suspicious gazes flooding in.

"Rongrong, even if he is your fiancé, there's no need for you to help him save face like this, right? How could such a thing be possible?"

Gu Yue suddenly felt his confidence explode, his entire face blooming like a chrysanthemum: "Actually, his strength isn't as good as mine, right? You're just saying that because you don't want him to fight me."

Upon hearing this, the others all smiled in realization; after all, Ning Rongrong's reputation as a little witch had resounded throughout the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect back in the day, so telling a lie to stir up some trouble didn't seem like much now.

"Brother Jian, when someone offers their face to be slapped, I simply have to oblige!"

Ning Rongrong let go of Qin Jian's hand, clasped them behind her back, and spun on her toes with a giggle: "Since they insist on not believing, Brother Jian, just satisfy them."

Seeing her look of absolute confidence, the watching disciples also began to waver.

Gu Yue's eyelids twitched, and he felt a sense of trepidation.

He dared not imagine what kind of blow to his confidence he would suffer if what Ning Rongrong said was true...

"I didn't want to show off, but you all forced my hand..."

Qin Jian put his hands on his hips, sighed toward the sky, and then... quite happily summoned his martial soul.

Yellow, Purple, Purple... Black!

"!!!"

Countless exclamation marks appeared over the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Gu Yue was struck as if by a bolt of lightning; his whole body went stiff as if possessed by a zombie, motionless and dazed.

Qin Jian looked around, taking in every shocked gaze, and only then did he contentedly retract his martial soul.

I suppose this counts as returning home in glory?

(End of chapter)