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Chapter 306: Chapter 186: Solution, Harvest, Apprentice (4K)_2

And just then, a prompt popped up on the panel.

[Divine Absorption complete]

[Divinity held: 2133]

'Nearly five hundred points of Divinity... a decent haul.'

Xue Jing nodded.

The reserve of Divinity surged past two thousand points, enough to upgrade Shadow Flame to the next level at level 6.

But he wasn't sure yet how he wanted to use it, so he decided to set it aside for now.

Xue Jing also glanced at his Experience Points gain.

[...Health Cultivation Experience Value +806]

[...Running Experience Value +768]

[...Aiming...][...fighting...][...Combat Skills...][...Hidden Dragon Wishful Strength...][...Visualization True...]

Although the fight ended in an instant, it was still real combat, and the opponent was fairly strong, so the gains were substantial, with [fighting] and [Hidden Dragon Wishful Strength] nearly leveling up.

Turning off the panel, Xue Jing was in a great mood, and even found the annoying little girl Shichan much more pleasing to the eye.

He joked around with her for a while, and about twenty minutes later, the sound of a helicopter's rotors 'tak-tak-tak-tak' came from the sky.

The rooftop of this tall building was quite spacious, allowing the helicopter to land directly in front of Xue Jing, the airflow from the rotors blowing his hair back sleekly.

The cabin door opened, and Ning Yuantai jumped down from the helicopter, running over to Xue Jing and quickly greeted:

"Xue!"

Xue Jing smiled and nodded at him, then pointed to a young man with dark circles under his eyes, still unconscious on the ground.

"This is the Skin-Peeler."

As he spoke, Xue Jing took a matchbox from his bosom, handing it to Ning Yuantai.

"Found it on him."

Ning Yuantai took it and said curiously, "So this is GOD-1291..."

"I heard that after lighting a match from GOD-1291, since everyone's perception and definition of beauty are different, the 'little girl' they see is always different, but without exception, it will make the user become deeply obsessed..."

"I don't even know what kind of 'little girl' I would see if I lit it..."

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

Ning Yuantai hastily shook his head and waved his hands, "Xue is joking, of those who have ignited GOD-1291, none have successfully quit; I, a mere small potato, dare not..."

As he spoke, he directed several crew members who had disembarked from the helicopter to inject an unknown serum into the young man with dark circles, then carried him onto the helicopter.

After seeing that, Xue Jing casually asked, "What is that?"

"Muscle relaxant... a special formulation." Ning Yuantai explained.

"Handcuffs and the like don't really restrain Martial Artists, so when we capture a Martial Artist, we administer a dose of this to them. Unless it's a Breakthrough level Grandmaster, one jab and they won't even be able to open their mouth."

As he said this, Ning Yuantai walked to the edge of the rooftop, looking down towards the main street below.

At that moment, the sound of various fire trucks, police cars, and ambulances could be heard, and the road was completely clogged with vehicles and onlookers.

The large man-sized hole in the ground, broken trees, and bodies pierced through, alongside several buildings that had been penetrated, made Ning Yuantai exclaim:

"Quite an intense fight, Xue."

Xue Jing smiled, "You'll have to explain things to the Qingcheng government on my behalf."

Ning Yuantai replied, "No problem."

Xue Jing acknowledged, "Alright, then that's it. I'll hand him over to you, I have other matters to attend to, so I must leave."

Ning Yuantai nodded sincerely, "Xue, thank you for this time, I will request a reward for you from Cease-Blades!"

Xue Jing waved his hand, "It was nothing much...But I still want the reward, preferably a Divine Relic."

Ning Yuantai laughed, "I understand, your preference for Divine Relics is well-known throughout the Special Duty Department."

As he spoke, he handed the matchbox back to Xue Jing, "Oh right, Xue, this war trophy is yours to dispose of as you wish."

Xue Jing took it, raising his eyebrows, "What, no need to bring it back as evidence?"

Ning Yuantai waved his hand, "No need, my word is evidence enough... Don't get me wrong, it's not about my family background, it's purely because of my personal credibility."

...

The helicopter 'tak-tak-tak-tak'ed away, and Xue Jing looked at the matchbox in his hand.

The divinity of this thing has been completely absorbed by him, it's of no use to keep it; he didn't know what to do with it.

"Hmm, I'll take the opportunity to give it to Youqing A Dream."

He thought to himself, sliding the matchbox into his pocket.

"Done, senior sister, let's head back," Xue Jing said with a smile to Meng Qingjiao standing beside him.

As he spoke, he grabbed Zong Shichan by the collar from behind.

Zong Shichan's eyes widened, and she flailed her limbs in the air, struggling: "Master, I request to be carried like a princess!"

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

Zong Shichan said with all seriousness, "Because I'm very pretty, everyone at school calls me Your Highness."

"Save it, Your Highness, I don't offer that service."

Xue Jing said indifferently.

"Master..." Zong Shichan's eyes shone brightly, her little face flushed with excitement, "Can you call me Your Highness again?"

"...You little rascal, your skill in climbing the pole has really maxed out."

...

While carrying Zong Shichan, amid the ceaseless chatter of the little girl, Xue Jing and Meng Qingjiao returned to the Tiger Soul Dojo.

Zong Jinkui was walking back and forth anxiously at the entrance with a group of Tiger Soul Dojo disciples. Seeing Xue Jing carrying Zong Shichan back, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Chan'er!"

He approached Zong Shichan and hurriedly asked, "Are you hurt?"

Zong Shichan shook her head, happily saying: "I'm fine, Master arrived just in time, Grandfather you listen, Master is super amazing!"

The little girl began to describe what had just happened, using both hands and feet, focusing on the part where Xue Jing had made his entrance to save her and defeated the disciples of Golden Wind Dojo. However, her limited vocabulary made it somewhat incomprehensible.

"Master went 'bam' a cry, 'boom' everything, those people..."

Zong Jinkui's mouth twitched, interrupting her: "Ah, right... Grandfather understands."

Then, he patted Xue Jing on the shoulder, earnestly saying,

"Little Jing, I owe you a huge favor!"

Xue Jing smiled, "Just a fortunate occurrence, a little effort, Old Dojo Master need not worry."

Zong Jinkui shook his head: "Big favors need no thanks. From now onward, even if I have to climb mountains or go through frying pans, I will repay this kindness."

Xue Jing said, "Old Dojo Master, you overstate it."

"Not at all... forget these empty words, we martial artists hold our promises dear, if you ever need anything, just come to me!"

Zong Jinkui patted his robust chest, his aged and resolute face filled with gusto. Discover hidden content at ???

"Speaking of which, Little Jing, regarding the matter of Chan'er wanting you as her master... what do you think?"

Zong Jinkui inquired.

Hearing this, Zong Shichan immediately cast an expectant look at Xue Jing.

"Master..."

"Don't worry, whether you take Chan'er as your disciple or not, I will still transfer this dojo to Old Man Li. You shouldn't feel burdened; this small matter is nothing,"

Zong Jinkui said loudly.

Xue Jing looked at Zong Shichan.

Although the little girl was a bit annoying and a bit quirky, she was good-looking and lively, and Xue Jing quite liked her.

After thinking for a moment, he asked,

"Shichan, I have only recently started practicing martial arts myself. Just keeping up with my own training is already enough to fill my time... You need to know, if I take you as my disciple now, I won't be able to teach you anything."

"All you would gain is merely a nominal title. Even so, do you still wish to take me as your master?"

Before he had even finished speaking, Zong Shichan had already leapt forward to hug him.

"Master!"

She exclaimed joyfully.

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

"Alright then."

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