Chapter 368: Na'er, Go to Sleep

"Who! Who likes you?!"

Na'er's voice, which had always been as pleasant as a clear spring, was instantly tinged with a hint of frenzy.

Unfortunately, Hu Liena could not hear her voice; only Qin Jian could.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry. She was talking about the spear, the spear. I know you don't like me..."

One cannot simply flirt with this girl, or one might be flirted out of existence.

Qin Jian intended to adopt a strategy of long-term, subtle influence.

"I know you're just worried that I'll become immersed in desire and ignore the dangers around me, right?"

He thoughtfully offered her a way out.

Sure enough, the girl took the bait: "That's right. Being in such a dangerous place, you actually still have the mood to do such things. I'm doing this for your own good."

"Mm-hmm, Na'er is the best to me." Qin Jian nodded repeatedly.

"You are not allowed to call me Na'er."

"Oh."

Qin Jian paused, then suddenly asked with surprise: "Na'er, why is there soul power feeding back this time in addition to the Spirit power from the Silver Dragon Spear?"

Na'er: "..."

She had never been able to do anything about Qin Jian's thick skin...

"I took the initiative to help you extract soul power; I can probably convert one-tenth to feed back to you each time."

Na'er explained: "But this is not the Silver Dragon Spear absorbing it autonomously, so it can only be done when I am awake."

"One-tenth?"

Qin Jian said with some surprise: "Doesn't that mean that when you are here, I can fight almost infinitely?"

Na'er said: "Theoretically that is the case, but although you have a steady stream of soul power to use, your Spirit Power is not so easy to recover. If you fight for too long, you will become tired, and your condition will continue to decline."

"Understood, Na'er, go to sleep." Qin Jian said.

Na'er: "???"

"You are not in a good state right now, don't you need me to help you continue to recover soul power?" She asked in confusion.

Qin Jian smiled in his heart: "These are just small scenes for now; it hasn't reached the point where your trump card needs to be deployed. Besides, it is most important for you to recover yourself; don't spend too much of your energy on me."

Attaching her consciousness to the Silver Dragon Spear to accompany him in seeing the human world could accelerate her own recovery.

That was what she said, though Qin Jian did not understand it very well.

But one thing was certain: she could only achieve this accelerated recovery effect when she was in idle mode; once she was fully awake, it was useless.

At this moment, it was because Slaughter City was too special that she remained awake so often.

It was not only because she could absorb the Spirit power she needed here to store in the Silver Dragon Spear, but also because the ever-present danger made her uneasy.

After all, the Silver Dragon Spear was at its strongest when she was awake.

"Are you... really okay by yourself?" Na'er asked with some hesitation.

"I've walked this path by myself for so many years, don't worry. If something happens, I will call you." Qin Jian said.

"Alright then, I'm going to sleep."

"Go ahead, go ahead, goodnight, goodnight."

"..."

Qin Jian let out a soft sigh, and the Silver Dragon Spear floating beside him finally descended slowly, which he caught in his hand.

"Finally pacified her?"

Hu Liena looked at him with a sidelong glance.

"Cough..."

Qin Jian gave a dry cough and pulled her willow waist tight as he walked forward: "Let's go, let's go, accompany me to sign up for the Hell Slaughter Arena."

"Qin Jian, I have a question for you."

Hu Liena hung on Qin Jian as they walked and suddenly said: "Do you like the spear or do you like me?"

Qin Jian: "..."

This is what women are like...

No matter who they are, no matter how high their IQ, they will always ask this kind of lethal question.

He walked forward silently, pretending he hadn't heard.

Qin Jian led Hu Liena with swift strides and soon arrived at the registration desk.

"Help me sign up for today's Hell Slaughter Arena." He handed over the Number Plate.

Another Black-Veiled Woman was in charge of arranging the registration: "Please wait a moment, it will be ready soon."

The woman who had previously promised to protect them for twelve hours had already run off somewhere; she probably hadn't been able to keep up with Qin Jian's speed...

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa—"

Walking into the arena area, Qin Jian felt as if he had returned to the Great Spirit Arena in the outside world.

The voices were clamorous, and demons were dancing in a frenzy.

"It's the same venting of inner hostility; this Hell Slaughter Arena is equivalent to a bloody version of the Great Spirit Arena..."

Qin Jian silently sized up the chaotic crowd around him.

The only difference was that the spectators at the Great Spirit Arena in the outside world were almost all ordinary people, while here, they were all Fallen Ones.

They would even start killing each other while watching, or if the mood struck them, they would mate on the spot.

The most primitive desires were displayed vividly here.

Just during the time they were waiting for the match, a few corpses had appeared at the feet of Qin Jian and Hu Liena.

This time, Qin Jian did not make a move; Hu Liena took the initiative to strike every time, because she wanted to preserve a bit more strength for Qin Jian.

"The two of you, the bodies you have slain no longer contain Spirits, so they cannot be used to make Yellow Spring Dew."

The person responsible for clearing away the corpses was another Black-Veiled Woman.

But she was frowning slightly now, and also somewhat wary: "If you act like this, it will be difficult for me to answer to the great King of Slaughter."

"What have we done?"

Qin Jian blinked his eyes, looking as if he knew nothing at all.

"Corpses without Spirits have appeared both outside and inside the Hell Slaughter Arena; these are all the work of your hands," the Black-Veiled Woman reminded him.

"We killed the people, but we country folk don't understand anything about Spirits," Qin Jian continued to play dumb.

The Black-Veiled Woman knitted her brows, but she truly had no evidence to accuse Qin Jian; after all, no one could see that the power of the Spirits was being absorbed by the Silver Dragon Spear.

"I advise the two of you to be cautious in your actions; if you anger the great King of Slaughter, you will die very miserably, believe me."

The Black-Veiled Woman gave a final warning before having people drag the corpses away from this place.

"Qin Jian, is this really okay?"

Seeing the woman walk far away, Hu Liena whispered to Qin Jian: "This Slaughter City seems to be constantly collecting the Spirits of the dead; are you currently stealing their things?"

"This power of the Spirits is very important to me; even if it means offending them, I will steal it to the end."

Qin Jian said softly: "I only hope it is discovered by the King of Slaughter later rather than sooner; after all, I am only absorbing the Spirits of those we kill with our own hands."

Hu Liena nodded and said: "Then I understand, I will help you."

Qin Jian held her tighter...

"The ninth match of the Hell Slaughter, please welcome contestant number 7474, number 4848,..., and number 8868, a total of ten contestants to enter the arena!"

Very quickly, a massive metallic voice spread throughout the entire Hell Slaughter Arena.

"Ooooooh!"

Instantly, there was a roar like a mountain collapsing and a sea surging, the crowd surging with emotion.

The mating became more intense, and the slaughter became more brutal.

"These people... are high..." Qin Jian said, speechless.

"I'm going down, stay here and be careful."

He released Hu Liena and walked toward the entrance of the arena.

In fact, under such a manic atmosphere, the Killing Aura on his body was also surging wildly.

Na'er was right; without an outlet, this kind of suppression would only make the next eruption even more violent...

8th update for the Alliance Leader...

(End of chapter)