Douluo Continent: Getting Stronger After Heartbreak

Chapter 5 What are you doing up here?

Inside the lobby of the small building.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin leaned back on the sofa, watching the younger generation bicker with great interest.

He was eager to know how Qin Jian would deal with Gu Yue's provocation.

But Qin Jian didn't react at all; he just stared at the other person.

Then Ning Rongrong actually spoke up for him.

Although this little girl has a princess-like temperament, she is kind-hearted.

"I was just telling the truth, why should I apologize?" Gu Yue said unhappily.

Ning Rongrong pouted and said, "You shouldn't attack Qin Jian's weaknesses; it will make him very upset."

Qin Jian, standing behind her, smiled slightly.

Gu Yue, on the other side, was speechless.

"Gu Yue, let's compete again in the sect selection competition in a few days."

After saying this casually, Qin Jian turned around and continued walking towards his bedroom without waiting for Gu Yue's reply.

Gu Yue's face was as black as the bottom of a pot: "You don't actually want to defeat me, do you? I'm a level 15 Battle Soul Master now."

"Soul power level doesn't mean everything. See you on the competition stage in a few days."

Qin Jian turned around, waved, and then said to Sword Douluo, "Teacher, I'm going to rest now."

After seeing Sword Douluo nod, he went into his bedroom.

"Qin Jian, you haven't told me a story yet!"

Ning Rongrong suddenly became anxious and ran into Qin Jian's bedroom in a few steps.

"Tell me quickly, what happened after Zhang Xiaofan's identity was exposed?"

Seeing that Qin Jian had already lain down on the bed, she kicked off her shoes and jumped up as well.

"Hey, this is my bed, what are you doing up here?"

Qin Jian's voice reached the hall, causing Gu Yue's expression to change.

"If you don't tell me a story today, I'm not leaving; I'm sleeping here!"

Ning Rongrong's voice also came out, making Gu Yue feel uncomfortable all over.

He stomped his foot and stormed out of the building, forgetting even to say goodbye to Sword Douluo…

However, Sword Douluo naturally wouldn't stoop to his level.

He lay comfortably on the sofa, propping his head up with one hand, as Qin Jian's voice gradually reached his ears: "After Zhang Xiaofan returned to Qingyun Sect, he was placed under house arrest. Even his fire poker was confiscated. With nothing to do every day, he would wander around the back mountain until one day he met Biyao in the bamboo forest..."

Sword Douluo listened intently, a thought flashing through his mind: "He managed to get Rongrong into bed so easily, was this little guy just playing hard to get...?"

This thought didn't last long, as his attention quickly returned to the story...

"What an interesting story..."

I don't know how much time passed.

"Tap tap tap..."

Suddenly, a light footstep sounded. Sword Douluo raised an eyebrow, sat up, and then saw Ning Fengzhi walk in from the door.

"Uncle Jian, I heard from Gu Yue that Rongrong is here?" Ning Fengzhi asked.

"Shhh."

Sword Douluo put his index finger to his lips, then pointed to Qin Jian's room and whispered, "Rongrong is already asleep."

Ning Fengzhi blinked, and his voice lowered: "She actually went to sleep so quickly today? Uncle Jian must have a way with her."

Sword Douluo got up and, with Ning Fengzhi in tow, tiptoed towards Qin Jian's bedroom.

"This isn't my doing, it's Jian'er who told her stories until she fell asleep..." he said softly.

"Squeak..."

The two gently pushed open the door and saw a soft, large bed where the boy was sleeping peacefully, while the girl... lay sprawled beside him, with one hand and one leg resting on him.

Seeing their sleeping posture, Ning Fengzhi was speechless. He tiptoed over, pulled the blanket over them, and then dragged Sword Douluo out.

"Click."

The door was closed gently.

Then the two of them breathed a sigh of relief and walked into the courtyard before they could talk to each other with peace of mind.

"Uncle Jian, I heard from that kid Gu Yue that Qin Jian is going to defeat him in the competition this time?"

Ning Fengzhi asked curiously, "Hasn't his soul power been unable to increase? Why would he want to defeat Gu Yue this time?"

Sword Douluo smiled slightly and said, "That was in the past. Feng Zhi, did you notice Jian'er's soul power level just now?"

"Um?"

Ning Fengzhi was slightly taken aback: "It seems to be... level 11? He finally leveled up by 1?"

Sword Douluo smiled but offered no explanation.

He wouldn't reveal Qin Jian's biggest secret.

"However, with a level 11 strength, he probably still has no chance of winning against a level 15 Gu Yue, right?" Ning Fengzhi said.

Sword Douluo casually replied, "There are still a few days left..."

"What can be improved in a few days?" Ning Fengzhi was a little confused.

Sword Douluo said, "You'll see when the time comes. Just don't be scared."

Qin Jian's soul power increased by one level just by telling a story. He was really looking forward to Qin Jian's level in a few days.

"Then I'll wait and see."

Ning Fengzhi smiled, then turned and left...

And so, Qin Jian honed his sword qi in the simulated training ground during the day, and told stories to Ning Rongrong after class at night.

The little witch was so captivated by the story that she actually stayed at Sword Douluo's place, lying on Qin Jian's bed every day and refusing to leave, insisting on falling asleep while listening to the story.

Soon, the eve of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's partner selection competition arrived.

In Sword Douluo's residence, in Qin Jian's bedroom, on the bed.

Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong lay side by side in bed telling stories.

Seeing that Zhang Xiaofan was about to be taken away by Biyao, Daoxuan was determined not to let the tiger return to the mountain, so he brought down the sky-covering Zhuxian Sword towards Zhang Xiaofan!

"what!"

Ning Rongrong gasped in surprise, her small hands gripping Qin Jian's arm tightly as she asked repeatedly, "And then? What happened next? He can't be dead, right?"

Qin Jian sighed softly before continuing, "Suddenly, the world fell silent, even the earth-shattering power of the Immortal Execution Sword seemed to hold its breath..."

Ning Rongrong couldn't help but hold her breath.

"A gentle hand, familiar from the past, appeared beside Zhang Xiaofan, accompanied by the soft, clear sound of bells, and pushed him aside..."

Qin Jian's voice became low and slow.

"A voice, seemingly dormant for millennia, quietly rises at this moment, whispered for the beloved in one's heart..."

"Gods and demons of the heavens, spirits of the nine netherworlds."

"I offer my blood and body as a sacrifice."

"Through three lifetimes and seven reincarnations, he will be forever condemned to Yama, the King of Hell."

"For love's sake, I would die without regret!"

"..."

Before she knew it, Ning Rongrong was in tears.

Qin Jian stopped there, also immersed in the earth-shattering emotions.

Especially now that his true form is a love flower, his sensitivity to emotions is amplified countless times.

for a long time.

He turned his head, reached out his right hand, and gently wiped away the tears on Ning Rongrong's face, saying softly, "That's all for today. Go to sleep early, Rongrong."

Ning Rongrong stared blankly at his actions, falling silent for a moment…

(End of this chapter)