Chapter 31: Let Me Go

"Shut up!"

Qin Jian lunged over to cover Ning Rongrong's little mouth, saying in a flustered rage, "Everything just now was nonsense, don't take it seriously, you hear me!"

"Sob sob sob..."

Ning Rongrong struggled, her beautiful, large eyes filled with suspicion.

"Who said it was nonsense..."

Xue Qinghe walked up with a vigorous, imposing stride and said very seriously to Qin Jian, "Little Brother Qin, I am waiting for the day you accept, so don't make me wait too long."

After saying this, she strode away again, leaving only Qin Jian in a state of disarray in the wind.

What on earth did this person come here for?

If he didn't know for a fact that she was a woman, Qin Jian would never have said those things...

He had thought that saying a few random things in the middle of the night wouldn't be a big deal, but who knew Ning Rongrong would suddenly wake up...

"Ow!"

Qin Jian suddenly pulled his hand away and said speechlessly, "Are you a puppy? You actually bit me..."

"I'll bite you, I'll just bite you!"

Ning Rongrong pounced over to grab Qin Jian's right hand to bite it again, but Qin Jian used his left hand to hold her head back: "Alright, alright, I only like girls."

Who knew Ning Rongrong wouldn't be reassured, instead looking even more suspicious: "Which other girl do you like?"

Qin Jian: "..."

"Rongrong, I suddenly remembered something..."

He suddenly lowered his head, leaned close to Ning Rongrong's head, stared into her large eyes, and said, "It seems a certain little one hasn't fulfilled her promise yet!"

"Ah? What promise?"

Ning Rongrong was indeed distracted.

"Didn't you say you wouldn't call me Qin Jian anymore?" Qin Jian tilted his head and said.

Ning Rongrong blinked, then suddenly turned around silently and rubbed her eyes: "Rongrong is so sleepy, why is it already so late? Rongrong is going to sleep..."

"Ning Rongrong!" Qin Jian said in a low voice.

"Eh eh, it seems like someone is calling me... am I sleepwalking..."

Ning Rongrong's footsteps quickened...

"Trying to brush it off?"

Qin Jian gave a cold snort, then pounced directly over and dragged her into the room.

"Hey, Qin Jian, let me go, what are you doing!"

Ning Rongrong flailed about.

"What am I doing?"

Qin Jian threw her onto the bed and pounced on her again...

"Qin Jian, let me go... ah..."

"Don't tickle me..."

"Don't, don't..."

"Rongrong can't take it anymore... wuwu..."

"..."

After a long while of tossing and turning, the two finally lay together again, panting.

"Stinky Qin Jian!"

Ning Rongrong nudged Qin Jian with dissatisfaction, but then slowly leaned her little head against him.

"What do you want me to call you..." she said softly.

Qin Jian laughed: "Didn't you say yourself that you thought of it?"

Ning Rongrong rolled her eyes and said, "Do you really want Rongrong to call you that? You can't regret it, okay?"

"Fine, I'd like to hear what you're planning to call me," Qin Jian said.

"Hee hee..."

Ning Rongrong giggled as she propped herself up on his chest and said, "Then I'm going to call you... I'll call you from now on..."

Qin Jian felt a slight sense of foreboding.

"I'll call you... Brother... Jian... Ge!"

Ning Rongrong pounced on him and said in a rapid succession: "Brother Jian! Brother Jian! Brother Jian!"

"Brother Jian? Brother Slime?"

Qin Jian's face darkened; he flipped Ning Rongrong over and turned to lie down: "Sleep!"

"Hee hee! You're the one who told me to call you that!"

Ning Rongrong crawled over again, lay by his ear, and kept saying: "Brother Jian! Brother Jian! Brother Jian..."

"..."

A few days passed.

Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong had already left the Imperial Palace and returned to live at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect for a few days, until Xue Qinghe came to take them to the Heaven Dou Imperial Academy.

This time, Ning Fengzhi and Jian Douluo also traveled with them.

"Rongrong, for your Second Soul Ring, you should try to obtain one close to a thousand years. There are many that meet the criteria, but not many that you can absorb..."

Ning Fengzhi instructed: "The Soul Hunting Ground at the Heaven Dou Imperial Academy has many raised Soul Beasts, the highest not exceeding two thousand years, and their strength is several percent lower than those in the forest, so you can absorb a higher-year Soul Ring. You must seize this opportunity."

"Then do I have to hunt the Soul Beast myself?" Ning Rongrong asked, looking up.

Ning Fengzhi nodded and said, "This is the biggest problem for you, because you must hunt it yourself."

Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong's little face fell: "Rongrong won't go Soul Hunting for a Soul Beast..."

"Don't worry, I'll help you," Qin Jian said, grabbing her little hand.

But before she could even be happy, Ning Fengzhi added: "That won't work. According to the rules of the Soul Hunting Ground, one quota can only hunt one Soul Beast, and while one can compete with others, one cannot help others hunt."

"Ah... how could it be like this..."

Ning Rongrong's mouth pouted downward.

Ning Fengzhi patted her little head and said: "It's alright. Even if you fail, Daddy will still find a suitable Soul Beast for you, at most the age will be a bit lower."

Qin Jian blinked, then exchanged a look with Jian Douluo, and suddenly spoke up: "What if I give up absorbing a Soul Ring myself? I will only hunt one Soul Beast, but let Rongrong absorb it; would that work?"

Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi looked over in surprise: "Qin Jian, you are also Level 20 now, how can you give up this opportunity?"

Qin Jian shook his head and said with a smile: "I can go to the Star Dou Great Forest to hunt Soul Beasts and obtain Soul Rings in the future; let's just help Rongrong obtain hers this time."

"But the age of the Soul Ring that can be absorbed there is much lower, not as good as the ones in the Soul Hunting Ground."

Ning Fengzhi shook his head and said: "Your own strength is also very important; there is no need to do this for Rongrong."

Ning Rongrong nodded repeatedly from the side: "Brother Jian, it doesn't matter if my Soul Ring age is a bit lower..."

"Brother Jian?"

Ning Fengzhi, Jian Douluo, and even Xue Qinghe said in unison.

Afterwards, the few of them all looked at Qin Jian with strange expressions.

What could Qin Jian do? He could only roll his eyes, then gently tapped Ning Rongrong's little head.

"Hee hee..."

Ning Rongrong, however, was laughing very happily.

It looked like she was determined to keep calling him that...

"Sect Master, my own constitution is unique, and the age of the martial soul I can absorb is much higher than a normal person's. After all, my first Soul Ring was already nine hundred years, so my Second Soul Ring should be able to withstand a thousand years at the very least..."

Qin Jian added: "So it doesn't matter if I don't absorb a Soul Ring this time; it is more important for Rongrong to build a good foundation."

Ning Fengzhi glanced at Jian Douluo, and after seeing him nod slightly, he patted Qin Jian's head and said: "Then I will thank you on behalf of Rongrong."

But before Qin Jian could speak, Ning Rongrong instead came over and pulled Ning Fengzhi's hand away: "Daddy, don't touch Brother Jian's head. He is a boy, he won't grow tall!"

"Won't grow tall?"

Ning Fengzhi was left between laughter and tears.

This time, he no longer felt any discomfort at Ning Rongrong's behavior of protecting Qin Jian; perhaps he was just used to it...

To be able to get used to even this, he really was the most pitiful father...

Ning Fengzhi covered his forehead...

(End of this chapter)