Chapter 489: My Little Kitten

Qin Jian explained the Spirit Hall's upcoming strategy to Ning Fengzhi.

Just at this moment, the lithe figure of a girl walked toward the direction of the Council Hall.

Many Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect disciples stole glances at her, but they all knew her cold and aloof nature well, so they did not disturb her.

"That is how it is. We should try to adopt a subtle, gradual approach rather than war, slowly unifying the Spirit Master world before extending our reach to ordinary people," Qin Jian said.

Ning Fengzhi, just like him a moment ago, fell into deep thought. After a good while, he said, "Jian'er truly has a good idea. If it were me, I wouldn't be able to come up with a more secure strategy. But will the Spirit Hall really carry it out like this?"

"The Pope is fine with it; the Elder Hall is the variable," Qin Jian said.

Ning Fengzhi looked up at him: "That Pope—have you won her over yet?"

Gu Douluo, the background board, began twitching his face again.

"Uh, still a bit off. At most, I've won over half. After all, it hasn't reached her turn yet, so there's no way to judge," Qin Jian said.

The gaze of Gu Douluo, the background board... was one of looking up to a high mountain, with some swirling eyes; after all, he did not know about Qin Jian's God Trial.

"Then, that Saintess must have been won over, right?" Ning Fengzhi asked again.

Qin Jian nodded and said, "Mm, and we're about to break up."

The expression of Gu Douluo, the background board...

"If you're going to break up, do it as soon as possible. After all, strength is what matters most, especially now that the situation on the Dalu is unclear. Schemes are only auxiliary; in the end, one must rely on true strength to deal with future accidents," Ning Fengzhi said.

Qin Jian also nodded earnestly: "I know. I'm only Level 70 right now, and my true strength can only deal with a Level 80 Spirit Douluo. If I burst forth, I can fight a Peak Douluo, but the duration isn't enough to kill them, and it has already been exposed. I still need to raise my level as soon as possible..."

Ning Fengzhi, who had been discussing things with him in all seriousness, now had a slightly twisted expression.

Gu Douluo, the background board, continued to have an indescribable expression.

If they didn't understand Qin Jian's nature, they would have almost thought this guy was showing off...

"Jian'er, what you said... is it true?"

Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but confirm.

Seeing Qin Jian nod nonchalantly, he couldn't help but gasp in cold air...

"Uh, you don't have to look at me like that. In reality, my situation is very complicated. Those trump cards have almost all been exposed. If someone calculates against me, they can still avoid them..."

Qin Jian spread his hands and said, "I'm currently only equivalent to a Spirit Douluo."

"A monster..."

Gu Douluo, the background board, couldn't help but mutter.

Ning Fengzhi used all his facial expression management skills to maintain a calm and indifferent appearance.

"Then next, according to what you said before, it's time to fall in love with Xue Qinghe, right?" he suddenly said.

Gu Douluo's eyes widened into circles.

"Uh, Uncle Ning, I want to ask, is this Xue Qinghe a man or a woman?"

Speaking of this, Qin Jian's entire face wrinkled together.

Ning Fengzhi wanted to laugh when he saw this. He endured and endured before controlling his facial expression again: "According to our years of observation, from every aspect, he is a man."

Qin Jian: "..."

"Actually, does it matter? Since he likes you, isn't that enough?"

Ning Fengzhi said indifferently: "It's just acting, that's all."

"I don't want to fall in love with a man," Qin Jian said expressionlessly.

Ning Fengzhi, however, encouraged him: "Don't be influenced by worldly views. What does gender have to do with feelings? Isn't it true love only when the genders are the same?"

Gu Douluo: "..."

Just at this moment, a cold girl's voice suddenly came from outside the Council Hall: "Is Uncle Ning busy? I have something I'd like to ask."

As soon as the voice entered his ears, Qin Jian's eyes widened into circles.

"Ugh... it seems three days was the limit..."

Ning Fengzhi muttered quietly, then raised his voice: "Come in."

As soon as his voice fell, the girl's figure stepped in, backlit by the light.

Qin Jian stood up subconsciously, looked up, his gaze burning.

The next moment, the girl with the hot figure walked with an elegant cat-like gait, slowly becoming clear from the light.

Dressed in a simple black long dress, with long black hair draped behind her head, her face was cold, like a piece of Ten Thousand Year Ice that could never melt.

"Uncle Ning, Rongrong hasn't returned for three days. Is there... something... busy... going... on...?"

Her voice was still as cold as her aloof temperament, forming a sharp contrast with her hot figure.

But before she finished speaking, just as her peripheral vision swept to the side of Ning Fengzhi and saw the standing figure in the Sword Outfit, she froze in place, her cold face falling into a daze.

It was as if countless light and shadows flashed before the two of them, turning into a storm of memories, separating each other from the whole world.

"Don't worry, I will take you to survive..."

"Why are you touching my waist?!"

"Will you be my little pet?"

"Zhuqing, come with me!"

"I will travel alone, see the scenery and people I have never seen, and find my own path of the strong. One day, I will stand by your side and never leave again..."

"..."

As the light and shadows flashed rapidly in his mind, they finally converged into the girl before him, who was as fragile as a little kitten but pretended to be strong.

Her eye sockets suddenly felt a bit hot...

Qin Jian took a deep breath, looked at her shimmering pupils, and spoke slowly and gently, as if afraid of scaring his little kitten away...

"Zhuqing... long time no see..."

Five years have passed; will she change?

She, who had agreed to go see different scenery, had she met new people and things, and would she still be willing to be the little kitten by his side?

She had always been one of the most outstanding women in this world, and five years later, she was even more peerlessly elegant; so, would she still be willing to share a man with others?

Even though he knew that Zhu Zhuqing appearing here, appearing at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, meant that she had likely not changed, at this moment, Qin Jian still could not help but feel hesitant.

Because Zhu Zhuqing was such a cold and proud girl, he did not know if, when she thought back to the past after growing up, she would still have those same feelings.

After all, time... is the cruelest Antidote in this world...

What is there that time cannot dilute?

Zhu Zhuqing at the entrance of the Council Hall suddenly turned around at this moment, with her back to Qin Jian, as well as Ning Fengzhi and Gu Douluo.

Qin Jian's heart gave a slight twitch.

Could time really be so powerful...

But the outsider Ning Fengzhi instead saw through Zhu Zhuqing's thoughts at this moment, could not help but shake his head and smile, beckoned to Gu Douluo, and whispered: "Gu Shu, let us leave first, give them some space, and by the way... notify Rongrong."

The two of them walked out of the Council Hall together.

Only then did Qin Jian realize.

Zhu Zhuqing had only turned around but did not leave, which meant she just did not want to lose her composure in front of Ning Fengzhi and Gu Douluo!

"Zhuqing..."

Having figured this out, Qin Jian hurriedly walked forward.

"Whoosh!"

But the next moment, a black shadow suddenly pounced over, knocking him, who was caught off guard, directly to the ground...

"Bang!"

The back of Qin Jian's head made intimate contact with the ground, almost giving him a concussion from the Vibration...

(End of this chapter)