I will eventually become a god through sheer hard work.

The little girl began to recount what had just happened, using both her hands and feet. She focused on how Xue Jing appeared and saved her, as well as the scene of defeating the disciples of the Golden Wind Dojo. However, her vocabulary was limited, making it somewhat incomprehensible to listeners.

"Master, with a 'bang' and a 'thud,' those people..."

Zong Jinkui's lips twitched, stopping her: "Uh... Grandpa knows."

Then, he reached out and patted Xue Jing on the shoulder, saying solemnly:

"Little Jing, I owe you a great debt of gratitude!"

Xue Jing smiled and said, "It was just a coincidence, nothing more than a small favor. The old owner doesn't need to take it to heart."

Zong Jinkui shook his head: "I cannot thank you enough. I will repay your kindness even if it means going through fire and water."

Xue Jing said, "Old owner, you flatter me."

"It's nothing serious... Never mind, let's not talk about these trivial matters. We martial artists keep our word. From now on, whatever you need, just come to me!"

Zong Jinkui patted his strong chest, his aged and resolute face full of heroic spirit.

"By the way, Xiao Jing, what do you think about Chan'er becoming your disciple?"

Zong Jinkui inquired.

Upon hearing this, Zong Shichan immediately turned her hopeful gaze to Xue Jing.

"Master..."

"Don't worry, whether you take Chan'er as your apprentice or not, I will transfer this venue to Old Man Li. Don't feel burdened, it's nothing."

Zong Jinkui said in a loud voice.

Xue Jing looked at Zong Shichan.

Although this little girl was a bit annoying and a little weird, she was pretty and lively, so Xue Jing liked her quite a bit.

After thinking for a while, he asked:

“Shi Chan, I myself have only been practicing martial arts for a short time. I’m already short of time just by focusing on my own cultivation every day… You should know that if I were to take you as my disciple now, I wouldn’t be able to teach you anything.”

"All you'll get is a meaningless title. Even so, do you still want to become my disciple?"

Before he could finish speaking, Zong Shichan had already pounced on him and hugged him tightly.

"Master!"

She shouted happily.

Xue Jing was taken aback for a moment, then chuckled and patted her head.

"alright."

……

Chapter 188 The Ultimate Technique! Pure and Ultimate Destructive Power, Skill Fusion! (4K)

With such a mess, the birthday banquet obviously can't go on.

After Zong Jinkui explained the situation to all the guests, everyone expressed their understanding and dispersed, except for a few who were very close to Zong Jinkui who stayed behind.

Xue Jing and Meng Qingjiao were naturally among them.

The grand birthday banquet turned into a small family gathering. Although it was a bit quiet and not lively enough, it was much more comfortable.

During the meal, Xue Jing also discussed the Jin Feng Dojo with Zong Jinkui.

Zong Jinkui was furious at the sect that dared to kidnap his granddaughter and then tried to silence her after being discovered.

But when Xue Jing asked him what he planned to do next, Zong Jinkui remained silent for a while before saying:

"...do nothing."

"The destruction of the Golden Wind Dojo is inevitable, and it should be soon. The matter is very complicated... Xiao Jing, you should try not to get involved."

Xue Jing raised an eyebrow: "Oh?"

Zong Jinkui picked up a large bowl filled with baijiu (Chinese liquor), drank it all in one gulp, as if it were water, without any change in expression.

He thought for a moment, then said in a low voice, "I also heard some news from Qingsheng. It's said that the Golden Wind Dojo is involved in a struggle between the 'company' and the 'government'..."

Qingsheng refers to Lin Qingsheng, Zong Jinkui's disciple who successfully opened a Tiger Soul branch in the inner ring city and established a firm foothold.

"The current situation is like gods fighting, and the Golden Wind Dojo is just a pawn on one side... Getting involved is never a good thing, so it's best to stay away."

Xue Jing nodded: "I see... I understand, thank you for your guidance, old farm owner."

Zong Jinkui's statement was the same as what Xu Ren had told him before: try not to get involved in the affairs of the Golden Wind Dojo.

Xue Jing was not stubborn and would certainly not do anything more.

However, since he started practicing martial arts, the Golden Wind Dojo has suffered too many losses at his hands, and this time he directly defeated a total of six of his personal disciples.

It's unclear how Jiao Hongyuan will react.

No problem, we'll deal with whatever comes our way.

Jiao Hongyuan, who had already been severely injured by his senior brother Meng Boshang's finishing blow, was no longer at his peak strength. Even if Meng Boshang personally took action, Jiao Hongyuan would not be afraid.

With all his abilities employed—Twins, Shadow Flame, Dragon Cherry, Dragon Horns…—Xue Jing himself was unaware of just how powerful he had become.

He estimated that he could handle anyone except for those who were at the level of a grandmaster who had broken through the limits.

"Master, eat this, it's delicious."

Sitting next to Xue Jing, with her chair pressed close to him and her body almost touching his, Zong Shichan kept putting food on his plate.

After filling the bowl, she stopped eating and, like a maidservant only responsible for serving food, simply held her cheeks in her hands and stared at Xue Jing, as if she were fantasizing about something. Occasionally, she would let out a giggle and reveal two cute little tiger teeth.

Xue Jing was used to her strange behavior and didn't pay any attention. He pushed a full bowl of food in front of Meng Qingjiao, who was devouring it, and fed it all to his senior sister.

Zong Shichan: "..."

Love doesn't disappear, it just moves on, right?

……

After the banquet, both guests and hosts enjoyed themselves immensely.

Xue Jing declined Zong Jinkui and Zong Shichan's request to stay overnight. After saying goodbye to Hu Po and his group, he and Meng Qingjiao got into the dark red convertible sports car and sped back to Canglong Dojo.

The two took the elevator, entered the dojo, and arrived at the meditation room.

"master……"

Xue Jing began to report to Li Qi everything that had happened at the birthday banquet that day.

After listening, Li Qi stroked his chin and said:

"Although I had thought something might happen, I never expected it to be related to those bastards from the Golden Wind Dojo again."

“You killed so many of the Golden Wind Dojo’s direct disciples this time, it’s an irreconcilable feud… It seems we need to find a day to kill that old devil Jiao Hongyuan to prevent future troubles.”

Xue Jing said, "Master, about this..."

He repeated Zong Jinkui's words, and then said:

"It's best if we don't get involved now."

Li Qi nodded thoughtfully, "If that's the case, then let's leave it for now."

Then he looked at Xue Jing and smiled:

"Xiao Jing, thanks to you this time, you managed to get that old man Zong Jinkui to give in."

Xue Jing shook his head: "I am your disciple, and it is only my duty to share your burdens."

Li Qi said with satisfaction, "You're such a filial child..."

"However, you can consider it your duty, but I cannot fail to show my appreciation... Come here, stand before me."

He beckoned.

Upon hearing this, Xue Jing stepped forward to Li Qi and asked curiously, "Master?"

Li Qi stretched out his withered hand, grasped Xue Jing's wrist, and said:

"You've been practicing the Hidden Dragon Style for nearly three months, and your progress is ridiculously fast. Not only have you already mastered the five major killing moves, but you've even cultivated the 'Dragon Qi' to the point of materialization..."

"Even more so, they have begun to try to combine their killing moves, touching the profound realm of 'finishing touch'... In that case, I will add fuel to the fire for you. As for how far it burns, that's up to you."

"You only have one chance... Remember how it feels."

Li Qi's old, cloudy eyes suddenly brightened, turning into dark golden vertical pupils.

Sharp, majestic, noble... the arrogant aura possessed only by the strongest creature at the top of the food chain overflowed from his entire body.

Inside the tightly closed room, Li Qi was emanating a visible, violent aura.

At this moment, he was no longer a half-dead, Mediterranean old man.

Instead, it was the "Three Heroes of Jade City," who were famous throughout the inner ring decades ago—Dragon King Li Qi!

An extremely powerful force, unlike anything Xue Jing had ever seen or felt before, originated from Li Qi's palm and transformed into an exquisitely beautiful, almost tangible, dragon, surging into Xue Jing's body.

"Roar--!!"

Amidst the earth-shattering roar of the dragon, Xue Jing, who had deliberately controlled his mind and consciousness, did not resist. As a result, he was instantly scattered by the dragon's roar and lost control of his body.

Immediately afterwards, the true dragon formed from the force spread out throughout Xue Jing's body, entering various parts of his skin, flesh, tendons, bones, and blood.

Turning golden scales, swirling wind and thunder, eyes piercing the stream, sealing the cloud tail, shaking starfire... His body, under the control of his strength, began to operate in sync with the five killing moves of the Hidden Dragon Style.

In the darkness, Xue Jing's overflowing consciousness was observing all the changes happening to his body from the perspective of an outsider.

His skin was covered with dense dragon scale imprints, his muscles began to spiral and compress, his pupils turned into dark gold vertical pupils, his bones trembled with thunder, and his blood boiled as if burning.

The five powerful moves were activated simultaneously, yet they were clearly distinct and each went its own way, but there was also an inexplicable sense of harmonious resonance between them.

The five distinct forces began to find their own 'gaps' in this wondrous resonance, interlocking and merging into one.

An extremely powerful and sharp force, seemingly capable of piercing anything, was generated through Xue Jing's physical body.

Its name is——

"Secret Technique: Finishing Touch!"