Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Heavenly Dao Umbrella, Seven Kills Annihilation

Chapter 190 Even a wary kitten can become docile.

After drying Zhu Zhuqing's hair, Jiang Nian got up to cook some food for the girl, as he had just heard her stomach rumbling.

After he left, the girl silently clutched her warm hair, her usually calm eyes flickering slightly, lost in thought.

The moment Zhu Zhuqing saw him, she knew Jiang Nian's identity.

That face is one that everyone in the world would recognize.

Let alone the Zhu family.

"Teachers, are you from the Spirit Hall?"

"Ah."

Qingyu nodded, staring blankly at Zhu Zhuqing's head, as if she saw her former self reflected in her.

"Your Highness seems different from the rumors..." the girl muttered to herself.

Rumors in the capital say that the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall is fond of killing and has a tyrannical personality.

Although he has a handsome appearance, he is extreme in his thinking. If he were to take power over the continent, he would inevitably cause bloodshed and chaos sooner or later.

Zhu Zhuqing is a woman of few words. When she comes to an unfamiliar place, she prefers to look, think, and listen.

Soon after, Jiang Nian brought over two bowls of noodles and a plate of fried small dried fish.

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes lit up, and she sat up straight.

It smells so good...

So the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall can cook?

This is really hard to believe, isn't it?

"Eat."

"Thank you..." Zhu Zhuqing murmured, picking up the warm bowl and feeling its slight heat. She then changed her grip and held it properly.

She first glanced at Qingyu, who was eating slowly and deliberately, then relaxed and began to savor her meal.

Zhu Zhuqing pricked up her ears, squinted her eyes, and looked very pleased. Then she picked up a small dried fish and gently bit into it.

Crispy and tender, with an unforgettable aftertaste.

The girl ate with a sense of joy, and after finishing, her lower abdomen swelled slightly, and her body felt warm, dispelling the chill of the rainy day.

After seeing that she had finished eating, Jiang began to get down to business.

This girl has ties to the imperial power of the Star Luo Empire. If he were to completely abandon her, he would take her to the Spirit Hall for cultivation.

If you still have any illusions about Dai Mubai, then you should cut them off as soon as possible.

"Zhu Qing".

"Yes! I'm here."

Zhu Zhuqing straightened her back and looked at Jiang Nian with her big, bright eyes.

"I'm asking you, do you want to come back to the Spirit Hall with us, or stay here? You need to understand that once you choose to join the Spirit Hall, you and the Star Luo Empire will be enemies. Do you understand that?"

“I understand! I am willing to return to the Spirit Hall with His Highness the Holy Son and my teacher.”

Jiang Nian stared at her resolute gaze for a few seconds, then revealed a relieved smile.

"it is good."

"Then you'll come with us for a while, and we'll show you what this continent is like."

Jiang Nian took out a small piece of Wan Nian Whale Glue from his storage space, burned it, and placed it in her hand.

"Swallow."

Zhu Zhuqing stared intently at the fragrant object in her hand, swallowing it whole without asking what it was.

A moment later, her body began to turn red.

"Try to absorb it; it will be very good for your body."

"Um···"

Zhu Zhuqing nodded, closed her eyes, and began refining.

A short while later, the girl opened her eyes, her expression showing a hint of excitement.

She could clearly feel that her body seemed much stronger than before. "During this time, just observe, think, practice, and eat more. Don't hesitate to ask any questions."

"Okay, sir!"

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Two days later, the clouds cleared.

The bright sunshine shone on the streets, and the closed markets began to operate again, with all sorts of stalls set up along the streets.

Qingyu seems to really like apples; she buys one whenever she sees them for sale.

Now, she bought two.

Zhu Zhuqing held the apple and ate it in small bites, her cheeks bulging, her head flashing with a big question mark.

Where is the young master?

Xiao Bai leaned on Qing Yu's shoulder and looked down at Zhu Zhuqing, seemingly already having figured out how to brainwash this little girl.

In order to gain some status in the future, I must start planning now!

"Oh hoo~"

Several cheerful laughs came from above the three people's heads. Looking up, they saw a group of young people, all flying on swords, clumsily trying to fly.

Every now and then, someone would fall from the air, drawing laughter from the onlookers.

However, those people didn't care; instead, they were excited and wanted to continue trying.

Unfortunately, their control over the sword was still too immature; they were already quite good if they could maintain it for half a minute.

"Looks like we've arrived at Windsword Town."

Jiang Nian looked towards the distant mountains, where the major sects of this area were located.

It was the Wind Sword Sect.

They only recruit disciples with sword spirits, and they also learn sword formations, whose power should not be underestimated.

"Sigh, flying on a sword is so difficult. I wonder when I'll be able to fully master it..."

"The Soul Emperor, perhaps?"

"Pah! When I was watching Soul Saint..."

"My senior brother could fly on a sword when he was still in the Soul Sect realm, that's truly enviable..."

Several young disciples of the Wind Sword Sect chatted and laughed. Every now and then, someone would fall from the sky, but no one would laugh at them. After all, flying on a sword was not something they could master at their age.

Zhu Zhuqing blinked, feeling a bit curious.

She had never flown before and felt that such a thing was still very far away from her.

Jiang Nian looked at the Wind Sword Sect disciples swaying in the sky, shook his head and sighed inwardly that even when Little Golden Hair was eight years old, his understanding of swordsmanship was stronger than all of these people combined.

Even the most slow learner can't fly on a sword by the age of eight, right?
Jiang Nian activated his martial spirit, and the small umbrella quickly transformed into a silver longsword. He gently stepped on it and then gestured for Qing Yu and Zhu Zhuqing to come up.

The little girl raised her eyebrows in surprise, wondering if a martial soul could actually change forms!
Zhu Zhuqing stood between the two, not daring to look down.

The people of Windsword Town stared wide-eyed in astonishment at the remarkably smooth sword flight.

"Holy crap! Who is this big shot?!"

"To be able to carry two people so smoothly, one must be at least a Soul Saint or a Soul Emperor!"

"He looks so young! I've never heard of such a powerful young Soul Master with a Sword Martial Soul on the continent..."

Those Wind Sword Sect disciples who were swaying in the air were shocked to see Jiang Nian so stable, and their martial spirits lost their balance and they fell down.

Zhu Zhuqing found the scene somewhat amusing, but she held it in. Looking at the long-haired man with his hands behind his back, she suddenly felt a strong sense of security.

His long hair blew against his cheeks, soft and delicate, carrying a unique fragrance that was truly intoxicating.

Zhu Zhuqing's pupils flickered slightly, and she looked at him for a long time before lowering her head.

My palms are a little sweaty.

They arrived at the foot of the Wind Sword Sect mountain, drawing the attention of everyone.

Out of respect, Jiang Nian did not continue flying on his sword.

"Let's go, let's go up the mountain together."

"Hmm!" Zhu Zhuqing lowered her head slightly, raised her chin to look at the light shining from above, a glimmer of hope flashing in her eyes...
(End of this chapter)