I will eventually become a god through sheer hard work.

"Yuan Tai, I've caught the skinner. Come over here."

Xue Jing said.

"what?"

On the other end of the phone, Ning Yuantai was taken aback.

After a while, he hurriedly said, "Wow, you really are amazing! I'll be right there!"

Xue Jing hummed in agreement and said, "I'm currently... I don't know where this is either. Just check my location, and I'll wait for you on the rooftop of this building."

After exchanging a few more words, Xue Jing hung up the phone.

He then handed the phone to Zong Shichan.

"Call your grandfather."

Zong Shichan's eyes lit up. She reached out and took Xue Jing's phone, pressed it against her cheek, and showed a look of ecstasy.

"The cell phone that Master always carries with him..."

"Smell... It smells so good, it smells like Master."

Xue Jing: "..."

He flicked his finger and gave the little girl a light tap on the forehead.

Zong Shichan winced in pain, quickly rubbing her forehead, tears welling in her eyes as she looked pitifully at Xue Jing: "Master, what are you doing~"

Xue Jing pinched her fair cheek with two fingers. "You little pervert, you have a fetish, don't you?"

"Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch..." Zong Shichan cried out.

After Xue Jing let go, she touched her swollen cheek and said with dissatisfaction:

"Please correct your statement immediately. I am not a pervert or a fetishist; I simply like my master!"

"If I could smell Master's body directly, I wouldn't smell Master's phone. This is a matter of principle!"

Xue Jing immediately looked like a 'senior citizen using a cell phone on the subway'.

He reached out and ruffled the little girl's head twice, as if he were dribbling a basketball:

"You little brat, you're not that old, but you're quite the talker. You must spend a lot of time online."

"Don't put your phone on your face. It looks clean, but it's never been washed or disinfected, so it's very dirty."

Zong Shichan grinned and tried to hug her, saying, "Then I'll just stick to Master!"

Xue Jing pressed her head down, preventing her from getting closer, and said calmly:

"Come on, call your grandpa right now and let him know you're safe."

“Okay…” Zong Shichan pouted, picked up her phone, and opened the dial pad.

Just as I was about to enter the number, my hand suddenly froze.

She said somewhat awkwardly, "...I don't know Grandpa's phone number."

Xue Jing nodded: "I thought so too. You don't seem very bright, so it's normal that you can't remember phone numbers."

Zong Shichan retorted, "No, that's not it. I just didn't remember it. If it were Master's phone number, I would definitely remember it!"

Xue Jing smiled and said, "You're young but wise."

He took the phone back from the little girl, thought for a moment, and then called Li Qi.

"Hey, Master..."

After the call connected, Xue Jing briefly explained what had happened, asked Li Qi to inform the Tiger Soul Dojo not to worry, and that Zong Shichan would be brought back soon, before hanging up.

Just then, a notification popped up on the panel.

[Divinity absorption complete]

[Possessing Divinity: 2133]

'Nearly five hundred points of divinity... Not bad.'

Xue Jing nodded.

The divine inventory surged to two thousand points, enough to upgrade Shadowflame to level 6 again.

However, I haven't figured out exactly how to use it yet, so I'll put it aside for now.

Xue Jing glanced at the experience points he had gained.

[...Health Preservation Experience Points +806]

[...Running experience points +768]

[…Aiming…][…Melee…][…Weapon Strikes…][…Hidden Dragon Ruyi Force…][…Visualization·True…]

Although the battle ended in an instant, it was a real fight, and the opponent was quite strong, so the gains were good. Among them, [Fighting] and [Hidden Dragon Ruyi Force] are almost upgraded.

After closing the panel, Xue Jing was in a good mood, and even the annoying little girl Zong Shichan seemed much more pleasing to the eye.

After chatting and joking with her for a while, about twenty minutes later, the sound of helicopter rotors clicking and clattering came from the sky.

The rooftop of this high-rise building was quite spacious. The helicopter landed directly in front of Xue Jing, and the airflow churned up by the propellers spun his hair back.

The cabin door opened, and Ning Yuantai jumped out of the helicopter, jogging over to Xue Jing's side and quickly greeting him:

"Brother Xue!"

Xue Jing smiled and nodded at him, gesturing to the young man with dark circles under his eyes who was still unconscious on the ground.

"He is the skinner."

As he spoke, Xue Jing took out a matchbox from his pocket and handed it to Ning Yuantai.

“Found it on him.”

Ning Yuantai reached out and took it, asking curiously, "This is GOD-1291..."

"It is said that after lighting a match for GOD-1291, because everyone's perception and definition of beauty are different, the 'little girl' they see will be different, but without exception, they will all make the user extremely fascinated..."

"I wonder what kind of 'little girl' I'll see if I light it..."

Xue Jing smiled. "Now that you mention it, I'm a little curious too... Why don't you give it a try first?"

Ning Yuantai quickly shook his head and waved his hands: "Brother Xue is joking. To date, no one who has ever lit GOD-1291 has successfully quit. How could I, a mere Karami, dare to..."

As he spoke, he directed several staff members who came down from the helicopter to give the young man with dark circles under his eyes, who was lying on the ground, an injection of some unknown substance, and then lift him onto the helicopter.

Upon seeing it, Xue Jing casually asked, "What's that?"

“Muscle relaxant…a special version,” Ning Yuantai explained.

"Handcuffs and the like don't really restrain martial artists, so when we capture them, we give them an injection of this. Unless they are a master who has broken through the limit, one injection will prevent them from even opening their mouths."

As he spoke, Ning Yuantai walked to the edge of the rooftop and looked down at the main road below.

At this moment, the sounds of various fire trucks, police cars, and ambulances below, along with vehicles and onlookers, completely blocked the street.

A huge, human-shaped hole in the ground, broken trees, and a corpse pierced through—nearby were several buildings that had been breached. Ning Yuantai clicked his tongue in astonishment:

"It's a fierce fight, Brother Xue."

Xue Jing smiled and said, "Could you please explain this to the Qingcheng government on my behalf?"

Ning Yuantai said, "No problem."

Xue Jing nodded and said, "Alright, that's settled then. I'll leave the person to you. I have some things to do, so I'll be going now."

Ning Yuantai nodded and said sincerely, "Brother Xue, thank you so much this time. I will help you apply for a reward from Zhige!"

Xue Jing waved his hand: "It was nothing... but I still want a reward, hmm, preferably a divine relic."

Ning Yuantai laughed and said, "I understand. The fact that you like divine relics has spread throughout the Special Operations Department."

As he spoke, he handed the matchbox in his hand to Xue Jing: "By the way, Brother Xue, this is your spoils of war. You are free to do with it as you see fit."

Xue Jing reached out and took it, raising an eyebrow and saying, "What, you don't need to take it back as evidence?"

Ning Yuantai waved his hand: "No need, I've seen it, that's enough. My words are the evidence... Don't misunderstand, this has nothing to do with my family background, it's purely because of my high personal credibility."

……

The helicopter rattled away, and Xue Jing glanced at the matchbox in his hand.

He has already absorbed all the divinity from this thing, so there's no point in keeping it. I don't know what to do with it.

"Hmm, I'll find an opportunity to give it to Haru A-Meng."

He thought to himself and put the matchbox into his pocket.

"All done, Senior Sister, let's go back." Xue Jing said with a smile to Meng Qingjiao beside her.

As he spoke, he grabbed Zong Shichan by the back of her collar.

Zong Shichan's eyes widened, and she struggled, flailing her arms and legs in the air, saying, "Master, I want to be carried in a princess carry!"

Xue Jing casually remarked, "You're not a princess."

Zong Shichan said in a serious tone, "Because I am very beautiful, everyone at school calls me Princess."

"Save your breath, Your Highness, we don't offer that service."

Xue Jing said calmly.

“Master…” Zong Shichan’s eyes sparkled, her face flushed with excitement, “Could you call me Princess again?”

"...You little brat, you've really maxed out your skill at taking advantage of others."

……

Carrying Zong Shichan along, Xue Jing and Meng Qingjiao returned to the Tiger Soul Dojo amidst the little girl's chatter.

Zong Jinkui and a group of Tiger Soul Dojo disciples were pacing anxiously at the door. They only breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Xue Jing return with Zong Shichan.

"Cicada!"

He approached Zong Shichan and quickly asked, "Are you alright?"

Zong Shichan shook her head and said happily, "I'm fine. Master arrived just in time. Grandpa, listen to me, Master is amazing!"