Chapter 742: Nine Women Gather Together

"You, what are you saying?" Hu Liena covered her mouth in surprise.

Zhu Zhuqing also frowned at him from across the sword curtain: "You want me to stay away?"

Qin Jian smiled indifferently: "Everyone has already broken up; we should be decent about it. Why keep coming forward?"

"What?!"

Zhu Zhuqing and Hu Liena stared with wide, incredulous eyes.

"Nana, come here."

At this moment, Bibi Dong suddenly stepped forward and pulled Hu Liena, her expression serious: "Let us see what he is actually trying to do."

Since Hu Liena had ambushed Qian Renxue from behind, it naturally proved that she had not truly joined the Angel Empire's camp.

Bibi Dong understood the reason in an instant, and her resentment vanished.

Regardless of anything else, Hu Liena was like her own daughter.

Moreover, she had thought of another matter.

"Nana, have you been the one secretly passing me intelligence on the Angel Empire and the Star Luo Empire all this time?" Bibi Dong asked.

Hu Liena looked at Qin Jian and pursed her lips: "I passed the Angel Empire's intelligence, and Zhu Zhuqing gave me the Star Luo Empire's. This was what Qin Jian wanted me to do from the start."

"So that is how it is."

Bibi Dong nodded, then looked at Qin Jian, her eyes filled with worry: "This should have been the time for it to end. What exactly have you encountered? Even if Qian Renxue has become a god, it shouldn't be said that she can steadily defeat you."

"I cannot defeat him?"

Qian Renxue cast a glance with her beautiful eyes, clearly disbelieving.

"Rongrong, Xiao Wu," Zhu Zhuqing also stepped back a few paces, arriving beside Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu: "What exactly happened? Why... why is the look in his eyes when he sees me so like a stranger?"

Her bewildered gaze also stung Ning Rongrong.

"He... the expression he has when looking at me... is the same as when he looks at you..." Ning Rongrong said dejectedly.

Xiao Wu grabbed both of their hands, as if only this could give her courage: "I don't believe Brother would truly abandon us."

"What do you say now?"

Qian Renxue stared at Qin Jian: "Do you really want me, a god, to wait for people with you?"

"Then what do you want to do?"

Qin Jian still smiled faintly, devoid of any warmth.

"I want you," Qian Renxue's gaze was full of aggression: "I want you to submit to me."

Hearing this, Qin Jian laughed: "The influence of Charm in your heart is gone, and your possessiveness has also vanished. You still want me?"

Qian Renxue touched her own lips and smiled beautifully: "I just feel that becoming a god alone is truly boring. I must find someone to accompany me. Thinking it over, it seems only you have the qualifications."

"Oh..."

Qin Jian thought for a moment and said: "But I don't think you have the qualifications to accompany me."

"You!"

The smile on Qian Renxue's face stiffened, and she almost burst into curses.

This man actually dared to put on an act in front of her; it was truly infuriating!

"Are you giving up on yourself? Or do you truly have the confidence?" She knit her brows.

"Why not try it?"

Qin Jian raised his eyes coldly.

"Clang!"

A supreme sword hum seemed to ring in everyone's ears; in that instant, everyone felt as if a sharp sword were hanging over their heads.

"Sss-sss."

Qian Renxue's eyes quietly turned gold, only then offsetting the impact of the Sword Qi on her Spirit Power.

"Your sword path actually possesses such killing intent; it is simply..."

Using her Divine Sense to perceive, she could clearly see the indifference in the depths of Qin Jian's eyes.

"This feeling, have you truly abandoned all emotion and nature... were the words you just said to them from the bottom of your heart?"

Once these words were spoken, Ning Rongrong and the others changed color even more.

"So my feeling was right," Jian Douluo's brows were locked tight: "Jian'er has sealed off his own emotions."

"How could this be? Did he suffer some kind of blow?" Ning Fengzhi asked anxiously.

Jian Douluo gripped the sword in his hand: "With this child's temperament, if he hadn't reached a desperate situation, if there truly were no other way, he would never have chosen to do this."

"What exactly happened to you?"

There was no longer any smile on Qian Renxue's face.

She had never wanted a man without emotions.

"It doesn't matter anymore," Qin Jian shook his head, looking at Qian Renxue peacefully and gently: "If you feel bored, how about we have a battle?"

The entire sky seemed to have turned into a sword curtain.

Wherever his gaze fell, it was nothing but hell.

"I have not yet become a god, but that does not necessarily mean I cannot defeat the Angel God."

Qin Jian said these words, but the sword momentum on his body grew increasingly thick.

"I won't fight."

Qian Renxue said, contrary to everyone's expectations: "I don't want to fight anymore."

"Didn't you just say you wanted me? It won't do if you don't win," Qin Jian chuckled lightly.

"It's meaningless," Qian Renxue said with a cold, stern gaze: "I want to fight the real you, not the you trapped inside a shell."

"Then that is up to you."

Qin Jian did not mind her retreat at all; he cooperated by withdrawing his sword momentum, which also allowed everyone to heave a sigh of relief.

The feeling of having a sword hanging over one's head was absolutely unpleasant.

The armies on both sides fell into silence.

No one knew what kind of situation this was, yet no one dared to ask.

Because the deterrent power of Qin Jian and Qian Renxue was too strong; it was as if they could take a person's life just by lifting a finger, or even with a single glance!

"How much longer do we have to wait?" Qian Renxue said impatiently.

Qin Jian looked up at the southern sky, and after a few seconds, said, "They are here."

Qian Renxue looked back, as if peering across space: "So it's them... hmm, and an old woman?"

Upon hearing the words 'old woman', a ripple flashed through Qin Jian's eyes for an instant, but it was restrained just as quickly.

After another while, the Title Douluos also saw the figures.

"It's Big Sister High Priest," Xiao Wu said, looking up.

Ning Rongrong nodded, her eyes showing a look of worry: "In this way, all the women related to Brother Jian are gathered here..."

"All the women related to him?"

Bibi Dong's expression stirred, and her gaze swept over.

Ning Rongrong, Xiao Wu, and Zhu Zhuqing stood together.

She and Hu Liena were on one side, and on the other side was Qian Renxue.

Then there was the High Priest of Sea God Island seen last time, as well as Shui Bing'er and Huo Wu whom she had brought this time.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

Three figures landed in the open space of the battlefield.

"Qin Jian!"

Unlike Poseixi, who had her back to Qin Jian, Shui Bing'er and Huo Wu almost threw themselves at him directly.

"Qin Jian! We didn't want to kill you! That was all controlled by the gods!"

With urgent voices, they had already rushed to the front of Qin Jian.

And Bibi Dong and the others were also lost in thought because of their words.

They killed Qin Jian? Could it be that Qin Jian's current heartlessness and despair were related to this?

"Hum!"

Suddenly, a sword screen separated Shui Bing'er and Huo Wu; Qin Jian smiled indifferently: "You can just stand there; there is no need to come closer to me."

"???"

Shui Bing'er and Huo Wu were as if Ice Sealed, nearly falling to the ground.

"Jianjian, I really didn't mean it!"

Separated by the sword screen, Shui Bing'er's aggrieved tears fell one by one.

"We were plotted against, really!"

Huo Wu stared with slightly red eyes, fixedly watching the indifferent Qin Jian, only feeling that her heart had been cast away to a place very, very far away...

(End of this chapter)