Chapter 243: Asura Field and the Gates of Hell

Seven people, seven positions, surrounded Qin Jian so tightly not even a drop of water could pass through.

The whole world went quiet.

The way everyone looked at Qin Jian was no longer with admiration for a high mountain, but as if looking at a celestial being—utterly terrified.

He had basically rounded up all the beauties in this year's qualifiers!

"Brother Jian, you haven't spent time with me for a long time either..."

Ning Rongrong, unwilling to be outdone, led Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu to squeeze in: "How about you take your little sister and little pet on a date together? We can all keep you company tonight! After all, those six of them can't do that, can they!"

Ruthless, a formidable love rival...

Shui Bing'er's expression changed slightly.

Because with one sentence, Ning Rongrong had pushed aside the competitive force generated by Xue Wu and the other five, returning her to a state of being alone; after all, those six girls didn't have any ambiguous relationship with Qin Jian.

"Ahhh! You guys are too much!"

At this moment, Huo Wu, who had been ignored the whole time, started flipping the table...

She rushed directly to Shui Bing'er's side and shouted at Ning Rongrong: "So what if there are three of you?! I'm with Bing'er, and anyway, we already spent time together a few days ago!"

Once these words were spoken, it was earth-shattering, heaven-collapsing, and like a mountain-toppling tsunami.

"What did we spend time doing together? Wasn't it just sleeping in the same bed?"

Qin Jian looked very innocent.

"Qin Jian, I want to challenge you to a duel!"

Feng Xiaotian, Yu Tianxin, Huyan Li, and countless other contestants or spectators roared almost simultaneously.

That resentment was as if it had substance, pressing down like a great mountain.

"This is truly courting public anger..."

Qin Jian was dumbfounded.

This was only after provoking four and obtaining four Soul Rings; he couldn't even imagine what the scene would be like with nine people.

So, monogamy really is a protection for men; he deeply missed the system of his previous life's Great Celestial Empire, where people who had broken up couldn't possibly harass their exes with such righteous indignation...

Of course, if he dared to say this out loud, the girls in front of him would probably unite in an instant and tear him to shreds...

"What should I do now..."

Qin Jian was paralyzed in the pile of girls.

"Hum!"

Suddenly, a pale light diffused, gently pushing away all the girls around Qin Jian.

"Qin Jian, I have something to tell you..."

Ning Tianwang arrived, holding a pagoda and smiling.

Qin Jian almost hugged his future father-in-law and wept.

It was the first time he discovered Ning Fengzhi's voice was so pleasant, just like a certain author named Xiao Cangming from his previous life—the kind who could debut based on voice alone.

"Uncle Ning, you were looking for me?" Qin Jian trotted to his side and asked.

Ning Fengzhi patted his shoulder and said: "Regarding the suggestion you gave the sect last time, I'd like to introduce someone to you; you can discuss it with her."

Seeing Ning Fengzhi draping his arm over Qin Jian's shoulder and preparing to take him away, Ning Rongrong couldn't help but pout coquettishly: "Dad, do you only have eyes for Brother Jian and not for me?"

Ning Fengzhi turned his head, his gaze inadvertently sweeping over Shui Bing'er, Huo Wu, and the others, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly.

Thinking of how he had personally stepped in to help Ning Rongrong last time, Qin Jian couldn't help but feel a sense of foreboding.

"Uncle Ning, let's go first." He urged.

But he still heard Ning Fengzhi say gently: "Rongrong, Qin Jian is my future son-in-law, you wouldn't even be jealous of this, would you?"

"?!!!"

Shui Bing'er and Huo Wu, who had been slightly in the lead, were instantly hit by a critical strike, and even Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu suffered a second wave of damage.

This was something even the parents had agreed to; who else could shake that?

"Ning Rongrong, come over here and fight!"

In an instant, the Shrek Alliance collapsed; Zhu Zhuqing, Xiao Wu, Shui Bing'er, and Huo Wu all glared at Ning Rongrong in unison—the Anti-Rong Alliance was formed!

"Uh, Uncle Ning, we'd better go quickly."

Qin Jian felt his scalp tingle as he watched, and hurriedly urged Ning Fengzhi again.

"Then let's go."

As a big shot, Ning Fengzhi had said enough with that one sentence; naturally, he couldn't continue to participate.

The two of them walked together toward the outside of the Soul Fighting Arena.

"Qin Jian, are you still able to handle it?"

Ning Fengzhi's face had become expressionless at some point.

Just escaped the Asura Field, only to enter the Gates of Hell...

Qin Jian's heart skipped a beat; he hadn't expected the savior who rescued him to turn into a Great Demon King in an instant.

"Uncle Ning, I... uh... it's fine... it's okay..."

He scratched the back of his head, truly not knowing what to say.

"Jian'er, let me call you Jian'er just like Jian Shu does; after all, you will be Rongrong's husband sooner or later, and the future of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will also rely on your protection..."

Ning Fengzhi said as they walked: "It's the same thing I said when you and Rongrong first separated: you can like many people, but you must put Rongrong in the most important place, and furthermore..."

He glanced at Qin Jian and said: "I only accept you marrying Rongrong; don't even think about marrying anyone else."

Qin Jian nodded silently.

He understood his father-in-law's thoughts very well and had long since prepared a countermeasure.

However, that wasn't something he could do now; he would have to wait until after the Grand Finals in Wuhun City...

"Alright, alright, let's not talk about this, lest we both become unhappy..."

Ning Fengzhi patted Qin Jian on the shoulder and revealed a gentle smile again: "My main purpose this time is to take you to meet Xue Qinghe."

"Xue Qinghe? The Crown Prince?" Qin Jian asked.

Ning Fengzhi nodded and said: "Wasn't the concept regarding the sect's retreat route proposed by you? Our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has always supported the Heaven Dou Imperial Family, so if we were to encounter a catastrophe, the best retreat and reinforcements would naturally come from the Imperial Family."

As Qin Jian listened, beads of sweat the size of beans broke out on his forehead.

My dear father-in-law, the establishment of the sect's retreat was originally meant to guard against the Spirit Hall; you want me to discuss the retreat with the Young Master of the Spirit Hall now? Isn't that just asking for a disaster?!

"What's wrong with you?" Ning Fengzhi asked, feeling strange as he looked at Qin Jian's somewhat awkward appearance.

Qin Jian began a brainstorming session under emergency conditions.

It definitely wouldn't do to expose Qian Renxue directly now; if he did that, he would have to hide by Jian Douluo's side and couldn't go anywhere, otherwise, he would be hunted to death by those Honorary Elders of the Spirit Hall in a heartbeat.

If he were to ruin Qian Renxue's grand undertaking of nearly twenty years of infiltration like this, she would surely turn into a lunatic...

Telling Ning Fengzhi wouldn't work either; there's no way to explain clearly how he knows, after all, even a Title Douluo cannot see through Qian Renxue's disguise.

Not to mention that among the most outstanding women on the Dalu, there's no way the Spirit Hall's few wouldn't be included; if he truly offended Qian Renxue to death, how would he be able to play in the future...

This is difficult!

After his brainstorming session, Qin Jian was completely bewildered.

"Teacher, you've come."

At this moment, the figure of Xue Qinghe suddenly appeared in front, and Qin Jian's expression turned solemn.

Various history books from his past life flashed through his memory, finally transforming into eight characters before his eyes: "Openly repair the plank road, secretly cross the Chencang!"

"Little Brother Qin? Little Brother Qin?"

A fair, tender palm kept waving in front of his eyes. Qin Jian was still thinking about "openly repairing the plank road, secretly crossing the Chencang," his head buzzing, and being annoyed by the waving, he subconsciously grabbed it: "Stop waving!"

"Jian'er, you are being rude, hurry and greet the Crown Prince... uh..."

Ning Fengzhi's reminder was swallowed back as if his throat had been pinched halfway through, and his gaze also became strange.

What kind of scene is this...

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Thanks to book friends 【I Must Have A Name】 【Handsome And Carefree Little Dobi】 for the tips!

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