Douluo Continent: Getting Stronger After Heartbreak

Chapter 31 Let Me Go

"Shut up!"

Qin Jian rushed over and covered Ning Rongrong's mouth, angrily saying, "You were just talking nonsense, don't take it seriously, you know that!"

"Waaaaah..."

Ning Rongrong struggled, her beautiful eyes filled with doubt.

"Who said that was nonsense..."

Xue Qinghe strode forward and said earnestly to Qin Jian, "Little Brother Qin, I'm waiting for the day you accept me, so don't keep me waiting too long."

After saying this, she strode out again, leaving Qin Jian bewildered in the wind.

What exactly is this person doing here?

If Qin Jian hadn't known she was a woman, he would never have said those things...

I thought it wouldn't be a big deal to just chat casually in the middle of the night, but who knew Ning Rongrong would suddenly wake up...

"Why!"

Qin Jian suddenly pulled out his sword, speechless, and said, "You little dog, you actually bit me..."

"I'll bite you if I want!"

Ning Rongrong lunged forward, grabbed Qin Jian's right hand, and tried to bite it, but Qin Jian used his left hand to hold his head down: "Okay, okay, I only like girls."

To her surprise, Ning Rongrong wasn't reassured; instead, she looked even more suspicious: "Which other girl do you like?"

Qin Jian: "..."

"Rongrong, I suddenly remembered something..."

He suddenly lowered his head, bringing it close to Ning Rongrong's, and stared into her large eyes, saying, "It seems that a certain little one hasn't kept her promise yet!"

"Huh? What promise?"

Ning Rongrong's attention was indeed diverted.

"Didn't we say we wouldn't call me Qin Jian anymore?" Qin Jian asked, tilting his head.

Ning Rongrong blinked, then suddenly turned around silently, rubbing her eyes: "Rongrong is so sleepy, it's so late already, Rongrong wants to sleep..."

"Ning Rongrong!" Qin Jian said in a low voice.

"Huh, I think someone's calling me... Am I sleepwalking...?"

Ning Rongrong quickened her pace...

"Trying to get away with this?"

Qin Jian snorted coldly, then pounced on him and dragged him into the house.

"Hey, Qin Jian, let go of me! What are you doing?!"

Ning Rongrong danced with joy.

"What should I do?"

Qin Jian threw her onto the bed and pounced on her again…

"Qin Jian, let go... ah..."

"Don't tickle me..."

"No, no, no..."

"Rongrong is dying... Waaah..."

"..."

After struggling for a long time, the two finally lay down together, panting heavily.

"That stinking Qin sword!"

Ning Rongrong nudged Qin Jian with dissatisfaction, but then slowly leaned her little head against him.

"What do you want me to call you..." she said softly.

Qin Jian laughed and said, "Didn't you say you had thought of it yourself?"

Ning Rongrong rolled her eyes and said, "Do you really want Rongrong to call me that? You can't go back on your word."

"Alright, I'd like to hear what you're planning to call yourself," Qin Jian said.

"whee…"

Ning Rongrong chuckled and propped herself up against his chest, saying, "Then I'll call you that from now on... I'll call you that from now on..."

Qin Jian sensed something was wrong.

"I'll call you...Sword...Brother...Brother!"

Ning Rongrong rushed over, repeatedly calling out, "Brother Jian! Brother Jian! Brother Jian!"

"Sword Brother? Cheap Brother?"

Qin Jian's face darkened. He yanked Ning Rongrong over, turned around, and lay down: "Go to sleep!"

"Hehe! You told me to call you that!"

Ning Rongrong crawled over again, whispered in his ear, and kept calling out, "Brother Jian! Brother Jian! Brother Jian..."

"..."

A few days later.

Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong had already left the palace and returned to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School for a few days until Xue Qinghe came and took them to the Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

This time, Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo also traveled together.

"Rongrong, you should try to acquire a spirit ring that is close to a thousand years old for your second spirit ring. There are quite a few that meet the requirements, but not many that you can absorb..."

Ning Fengzhi instructed, "There are many raised soul beasts in the Soul Hunting Grounds of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy. The oldest of them are no more than two thousand years old, and their strength is several times lower than that of the soul beasts in the forest. This way, you can absorb soul rings of higher age, so you must seize this opportunity."

"So, do I have to hunt soul beasts myself?" Ning Rongrong asked, looking up.

Ning Fengzhi nodded and said, "This is the biggest problem for you, because you have to hunt it yourself."

Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong's face fell: "Rongrong doesn't know how to hunt soul beasts..."

"Don't worry, I'll help you," Qin Jian said, holding her small hand.

Before she could even rejoice, Ning Fengzhi added, "That won't do. According to the rules of the Soul Hunting Grounds, each spot can only be used to hunt one soul beast, and while players can compete for it, they cannot hunt for others."

"Ah...how could this be..."

Ning Rongrong's lips twitched.

Ning Fengzhi patted her little head and said, "It's okay. Even if you fail, Daddy will find you a suitable soul beast, at most reducing the lifespan."

Qin Jian blinked, then exchanged a glance with Sword Douluo, and suddenly asked, "What if I give up absorbing the spirit ring myself? I only hunt one spirit beast, but let Rongrong absorb it. Would that work?"

Upon hearing this, Ning Fengzhi looked over in surprise: "Qin Jian, you're level 20 now, how can you give up this opportunity?"

Qin Jian shook his head and said with a smile, "I can go to the Star Dou Great Forest to hunt soul beasts and obtain soul rings in the future. I'll help Rongrong get one this time."

"But the lifespan of the absorbable spirit rings is reduced considerably, not as good as those from the Soul Hunting Grounds."

Ning Fengzhi shook his head and said, "Your own strength is also very important. There's no need to do this for Rongrong."

Ning Rongrong nodded repeatedly, "Brother Jian, it's okay that my soul rings are a little younger..."

"Brother Jian?"

Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and even Xue Qinghe all spoke in unison.

Then, the group looked at Qin Jian with strange expressions.

What could Qin Jian do? He could only roll his eyes and then gently tap Ning Rongrong's head.

"whee…"

Ning Rongrong, on the other hand, was smiling happily.

It seems she's determined to keep yelling like that...

"Sect Master, my physique is unique, and the age of the spirit ring I can absorb is much greater than that of a normal person. After all, my first spirit ring is nine hundred years old, and my second spirit ring can withstand at least a thousand years..."

Qin Jian added, "So it's fine if I don't absorb a spirit ring this time; it's more important for Rongrong to build a solid foundation."

Ning Fengzhi glanced at Sword Douluo, and after seeing him nod slightly, he patted Qin Jian's head and said, "Then I'll thank you on Rongrong's behalf."

Before Qin Jian could speak, Ning Rongrong moved Ning Fengzhi's hand away, saying, "Daddy, don't touch Brother Jian's head. He's a boy, he won't grow tall!"

"Not growing taller?"

Ning Fengzhi was both amused and exasperated.

This time, he no longer felt uncomfortable with Ning Rongrong's actions in protecting Qin Jian; he'd probably gotten used to it...

He's gotten used to even this; he really is the most pitiful father...

Ning Fengzhi covered his forehead…

(End of this chapter)