In the following days, Qin Jiang stabilized his cultivation realm and took time to familiarize himself with the Gluttonous Divine Body.
With a flip of his palm, a surge of Devouring Power manifested in his hand—dark and bottomless. Just gazing at it felt like one’s soul might get sucked in.
Streams of spiritual energy constantly poured into his palm, but Qin Jiang didn’t absorb them into his body. Instead, he continued to condense the energy. As the force grew denser, the space around him began to tremble slightly.
A smile appeared at the corner of Qin Jiang’s mouth as he suddenly blasted the energy toward a corner.
With a loud explosion, violent waves of power surged. However, immediately after, another force appeared and effortlessly neutralized his attack.
“You little rascal, you did that on purpose, didn’t you?”
Fourth Ancestor Qin walked out of the corner, grumbling.
Qin Jiang chuckled, “Fourth Ancestor, how was my attack? What level does it reach?”
Hearing that, Fourth Ancestor Qin pondered for a moment. That strike wasn’t much to him, but considering Qin Jiang’s current cultivation level, it was quite decent.
“You barely touched the threshold of the Yin-Yang Realm. With your talent, releasing an attack a stage above your realm isn’t something to boast about.”
Fourth Ancestor Qin curled his lips.
But Qin Jiang was quite satisfied. That strike was just a basic application of the Gluttonous Divine Body. It didn’t consume his own strength, nor did it even come close to its limits.
He estimated that if he used it at full power, it wouldn’t be difficult to instantly kill a Yin-Yang Realm cultivator.
The only issue was the slightly slow startup.
But that wasn’t something he couldn’t remedy.
Retracting the Devouring Power, Qin Jiang looked at Fourth Ancestor Qin and said, “Fourth Ancestor, I’m planning to go out for a while.”
“Do as you wish. We’ve already agreed not to interfere with any of your decisions. Do whatever you want. You don’t need to consult us. If you need anything, just let us know.”
That was the joint decision of all the ancestors.
For a peerless genius like Qin Jiang, the best way to raise him was with no interference.
Of course, his safety still had to be guaranteed.
Apart from Fourth Ancestor Qin, the guards around Qin Jiang had been completely replaced. At minimum, they were Yin-Yang Realm cultivators. Many were even in the Unity Realm.
There were also two at the Saint Realm and one at the Supreme Realm.
And that was only what appeared on the surface. In secret, several powerful experts were always guarding him.
With such power, and with Fourth Ancestor Qin himself, they could even wipe out some weaker Ancient Clans. Find the original chapter at novelping.com.
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Leaving the Qin Family Residence, Qin Jiang was followed by Hei Long. During this time, Hei Long had refined the Ancestral Dragon’s Blood, evolving his bloodline and raising his cultivation to the Unity Realm.
Because of that, he wasn’t replaced and still remained at Qin Jiang’s side.
The two of them, one in front and one behind, arrived at a secluded courtyard.
Qin Jiang pushed the door open and entered directly.
Sweeping his gaze across the yard, he saw a graceful figure beneath the tree. A smile appeared on his face.
“Young Master Qin, you’re here,” Ye Kuan quickly greeted.
Ye Ling’er’s beautiful eyes flickered. Though her face was cold, she was still living under someone else’s roof. She slightly bowed and greeted, “Young Master Qin.”
“No need for formalities,” Qin Jiang said with a smile as he helped her up, and even held her small hand in his. He asked gently, “Are you adjusting well in the Qin Family?”
Ye Ling’er furrowed her delicate brows and tried to pull her hand away. But Qin Jiang’s strength was far beyond hers. No matter how hard she tried, he stood firm.
Moreover, his form of address made her even more disgusted.
“Young Master Qin, please show some respect,” her voice was slightly cold.
Qin Jiang’s expression didn’t change. His fingers kneaded her hand while Ye Kuan looked up at the sky, around at the ground—anywhere but at his young lady.
Ye Ling’er’s expression darkened. Even Xiao Fan had never acted this intimately.
“You want to see Xiao Fan, don’t you?” Qin Jiang chuckled.
Ye Ling’er’s face froze, tension rising in her expression, “What do you plan to do?”
“Hehe, I just want to take you to see him. You miss him every day, it really breaks my heart.”
As he spoke, Qin Jiang pinched her chin. His tone was gentle, but Ye Ling’er felt a chill run through her entire body.
“No, don’t go to him!” Her voice carried a trace of pleading.
To her, Qin Jiang clearly intended to use Xiao Fan as a threat. And indeed, that was exactly his plan. At the same time, he wanted to alter the plotline.
Right now, Xiao Fan had already left the Xiao Family—much earlier than in the original plotline. That departure marked the beginning of his rapid growth. Qin Jiang intended to seize some of those fortuitous encounters in advance.
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One hour later, Qin Jiang left the Qin Family.
Ye Ling’er’s eyes were slightly red. She had pleaded with Qin Jiang for a long time but still couldn’t change his decision. She had no choice but to follow. If Qin Jiang wanted to harm Xiao Fan, maybe she could still persuade him.
If worse came to worst…
She would have to surrender herself to Qin Jiang.
At that thought, tears began to gather in her beautiful eyes.
The journey felt like a casual sightseeing trip. After three days, Qin Jiang held Ye Ling’er’s hand as they arrived at a small town.
By now, Ye Ling’er felt numb to Qin Jiang’s hand-holding.
One had to admit—habit was terrifying.
Ye Ling’er looked at the small town. It wasn’t where the Xiao Family was located.
Was Qin Jiang not looking for Xiao Fan?
She looked at him suspiciously.
“Want to watch a good show?” Qin Jiang looked at Ye Ling’er with a smile.
Ye Ling’er looked away and didn’t reply. She had no choice either way.
Seeing this, Qin Jiang chuckled and led her toward the town center.
About half an hour later, Qin Jiang reached the top floor of a restaurant. He opened a window and saw a platform set up outside, surrounded by many people.
On the stage, a huge banner hung—Martial Arts Tournament for Marriage.
Ye Ling’er glanced at it, uninterested.
Qin Jiang stood at the window, holding her waist. She squirmed uncomfortably for a moment, then gave up resisting and silently endured his advances.
Maybe, she thought, this would make it easier to plead for Xiao Fan later.
She tried to console herself.
Qin Jiang pointed at the platform and said softly, “The one hosting the tournament is the City Lord’s daughter. It’s said that she’s the number one beauty within 5,000 kilometers. Many men have come, hoping to win her heart.”
“You too?” Ye Ling’er asked in surprise.
Qin Jiang nodded seriously, “I’ve considered it. But there might be another surprise. Who knows, maybe you’ll even beg me to get on the stage and snatch the bride.”
Hearing that, Ye Ling’er frowned deeply. Looking at Qin Jiang’s mysterious smile, she couldn’t shake off a feeling of unease.
At that moment, the sound of a gong rang out, announcing the start of the Martial Arts Tournament for Marriage. A stunning figure descended gracefully from another restaurant and landed on the stage.