Chapter 688: Tell Sister About Those Eight

"Then when does Sister want it?"

The Sister-brand body pillow was fragrant and soft, and Qin Jian found it very comfortable to hold.

Poseixi let him hold her, yet remained silent for a long time.

"What's wrong with you?" Qin Jian couldn't help but ask.

After another moment, Poseixi said softly: "I just suddenly felt a bit flustered, suddenly... not knowing what it is I want..."

"Not knowing what it is you want..."

Qin Jian was silent for a moment, then said: "Does Sister have any concerns? Tell me about them."

Poseixi slowly turned around to face him, quietly looking at his sharp-featured face under the moonlight, which suddenly felt both unfamiliar and familiar.

A century of waiting, what was awaited and wished for, is it this very moment?

"Qin Jian..."

She gently placed her cool hand on Qin Jian's cheek and said softly: "Why do you want me?"

This question was not easy to answer...

The worst strategy is to say it is destined by the God Trial requirements; the mediocre strategy is that she is beautiful and has an alluring figure; the best strategy is to say it comes from a heartfelt desire to be united.

So Qin Jian smiled and said: "Because this is a requirement of the God Trial."

Poseixi instantly grabbed his ear: "Say that again!"

Qin Jian hurriedly grabbed her hand, changed his tune, and apologized with a smile: "No, no, it's because Sister is too beautiful, and your figure is so good, it makes me drool."

Poseixi frowned, not satisfied with his answer: "Anything else?"

"Anything else what?"

Qin Jian blinked, revealing an innocent little look.

"Hmph!"

Poseixi was annoyed, suddenly turned over, and left him with the back of her head.

"Sister..."

Qin Jian tentatively poked her fragrant shoulder, only to be swatted away directly.

"Don't touch me."

She said in a low voice: "I don't want to talk anymore, don't disturb me again."

That's what she said, but Qin Jian just listened to it as such; to really do nothing would be foolish.

He decisively hugged her tightly from behind, buried his face in her fragrant long hair, took a few light sniffs, and then said softly: "Sister, my true form dictates that my feelings cannot be fake..."

"What do you mean?"

Poseixi had just said she didn't want to talk, but now she quickly asked in a low voice.

Qin Jian raised his head to kiss her cheek and said softly: "My true form is the Love Flower, my original body is the Lovesick Heartbroken Red, the symbol of true love in this world."

Poseixi subconsciously turned around: "Love Flower? Lovesick Heartbroken Red? Then why is your martial soul a sword?"

Qin Jian smiled: "That is my first martial soul; I have another hidden martial soul that is my true form, and besides, aren't you curious why I can perform a Martial Soul Fusion Skill with you?"

Poseixi was stunned: "That's right, why can you perform a Martial Soul Fusion Skill with me? Our martial souls have no inherent compatibility at all."

"It's because of my true form martial soul..."

Qin Jian chuckled: "Only by truly loving someone can I obtain a Soul Ring for my true form martial soul, and at the same time possess a soul skill; this soul skill is the Martial Soul Fusion Skill with the other person."

Poseixi was somewhat amazed: "There is actually such a miraculous martial soul and skill?"

Qin Jian nodded: "Perhaps it is the manifestation of my true form's characteristics, or perhaps it is due to the uniqueness of my Million-Year Soul Beast transformation and surviving the Tenfold Heavenly Tribulation."

"You are a Million-Year Soul Beast," Poseixi was even more surprised: "Then haven't you lived for a million years, this..."

"Not really..."

Qin Jian shook his head with a smile: "I cultivated Million Year Spirit Power in one hundred thousand years."

Poseixi was silent for a moment before sighing: "No wonder you are a Soul Beast King."

Qin Jian was speechless.

This kingly aura had nothing to do with being a Million-Year Soul Beast; it was just that he had the bloodline of his ancestors in his body...

"Right!"

Poseixi suddenly propped herself up on the bed and looked down at Qin Jian with her back to the moonlight: "How many Soul Rings does your true form martial soul have?"

Qin Jian: "..."

When a woman is digging into a man's past information, she is always exceptionally sharp.

At this time, if you handle it poorly, you'll crash in minutes; if you handle it well, you'll get on board in minutes.

But Qin Jian, being such a pure-hearted person, started off with a very straightforward sentence: "Nine."

Poseixi was stunned for a moment, then reached out to pull his ear: "You really don't hide anything at all!"

"Ah! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"

Qin Jian clutched his ear with a miserable face.

"Putting on an act."

Poseixi let him go with a huff.

Qin Jian looked at her pitifully.

"Come, tell Sister about the stories of those eight girls." Poseixi said in a very gentle tone.

This was the only time Qin Jian did not feel her gentleness...

"Can I not say?" He said, shrinking his neck.

Poseixi smiled without any warmth: "What do you think?"

"I think I can." Qin Jian continued to court death.

Poseixi chuckled and pointed outside the door: "Go on, sleep on the floor."

Qin Jian instantly yielded, grabbed her finger, and laughed: "Big sister, I'll tell you, just..."

"First is Rongrong. She is my first love and also the person who has truly waited for me the longest. Once she chose me, she never looked back..."

"Then there is Shui Bing'er. She is a bit like you, likes to play the big sister, and is also very gentle, but I have always known that I am the pillar in her heart..."

As he spoke, his expression gradually softened.

Even though he had been separated from her for a long time, the distance in his heart had always been very close.

Because they trusted each other and loved each other, they ignored distance and ignored time.

"Zhu Zhuqing, the girl who truly placed all her reliance and trust in me..."

"Huo Wu, who looks like a fiery-tempered, full-blown older sister type, yet has shed tears for me many times..."

"Xiao Wu, you know her; she is my little sister, and also my lover, the person who will never betray me..."

Qin Jian paused before saying: "The remaining three are a bit special. They all come from the Spirit Hall: they are the Spirit Hall Pope Bibi Dong, the Young Master Qian Renxue, and the Saintess Hu Liena."

Poseixi raised her right eyebrow: "No wonder you said the current Spirit Hall is led by you. So you've rounded up both the current Pope and the next Pope."

Qin Jian: "..."

"Let's start with Hu Liena. She, um... is a vixen, hmm... but she loves with such purity... she's a little fool..."

"Qian Renxue, because of a wrong beginning, it led to a bad ending. I don't know what will happen in the future..."

"Bibi Dong, things have been full of twists and turns with her too, but fortunately, we have finally gained each other's unreserved trust..."

He looked into Poseixi's eyes: "Big sister, this is what you wanted to hear."

Poseixi turned her head to look out the window and remained silent for a long time.

Qin Jian embraced her from behind, rested his chin on her fragrant shoulder, and whispered: "Big sister, I am not lying to you. I never want to have regrets for the rest of my life, so if possible, I don't want to let go of any one of them..."

"Aren't you afraid that I will loathe you?" Poseixi said indifferently.

"I am afraid," Qin Jian said in a low voice, "but I want even less to have feelings gained through deception."

"Hmm, I know..."

Poseixi suddenly lay down with her back to him and did not speak for a very, very long time.

Qin Jian then lay down as well, not hugging her anymore, just waiting quietly.

He did not know how much more time passed when her voice suddenly rang out softly in the room:

"Three months from now..."

"It will be the Sacrificial God Festival on Sea God Island..."

"That is our Valentine's Day..."

"At that time, just..."

"..."

Qin Jian's heart melted.

He carefully embraced her and said in a low voice:

"... Hmm."

(End of chapter)