Chapter 67 The Morbid Bibi Dong; I'm the Man Who Will Become the Pope!
"A preventative measure?"
Jiang Nian scratched his head, wondering if he'd said something wrong.
Oh right... Bibi Dong didn't know what he meant.
But he couldn't possibly think of anything else, could he?
"Hmm..."
Bibi Dong nodded, then slapped Jiang Nian's hand away.
"You little rascal, you're getting bolder and bolder."
"You're really something else ."
"Alright, go back now, your teacher wants some peace and quiet."
Jiang Nian stood up, clasped his hands in farewell, and walked with a light step.
Being let go by Bibi Dong was undoubtedly the best news.
Ah, a bright future ahead!
After Jiang Nian left, the entire hall fell into an eerie silence again.
Her eyes grew even deeper, carrying a hint of possessiveness.
"Little Nian, I hope you don't encounter any people you shouldn't be around."
"Then, don't blame your teacher for being ruthless..."
Bibi Dong took a deep breath and took out the Heavenly Dew Pavilion that Jiang Nian had given her from her bosom.
She caught a whiff of the boy's scent; it still lingered. Gradually, a sickly smile appeared on her face.
She got up and walked towards the bedroom, seemingly preoccupied with something.
Soon.
Jiang Nian comfortably prepared to welcome the New Year, his overall mental state much better.
He even felt light on his feet.
"I didn't expect the teacher to actually relent, it's quite a surprise~"
"Level 50...I guess it'll be more than half a year before I can reach that."
Jiang Nian shook his head, deciding to put the matter of the immortal herb aside for now.
Breaking through to Soul King was the most crucial thing.
He remembered there was still a soul bone waiting for him to absorb, but he didn't know which one it was.
It would be best if it was that 60,000-year-old spiritual skull.
After absorbing that, he could probably gain a lot more soul power.
"Brother Jiang Nian, what's making you so happy?"
The petite Hu Liena curiously raised her head, her mouth slightly open, barely big enough to fit a small cherry.
"I thought of something interesting."
Jiang Nian bent down and gently stroked her head.
The little fox shyly squinted her eyes, her pretty face blushing: "Brother Jiang Nian, I'm almost level 20 now, and then I can absorb a thousand-year soul ring..."
"Hmm~ Not bad." Jiang Nian took out a piece of already heated whale glue from his storage bracelet and put it in Hu Liena's mouth: "Come on, Na'er, open your mouth."
"Ooh!"
The little fox swallowed it with a crunch, biting his finger in the process.
"Huff! Huff... Brother Jiang Nian, I didn't mean to..."
The girl's face flushed with nervousness, waving her little hands, her pink cheeks looking adorable.
"It's okay, it's nothing."
Jiang Nian smiled nonchalantly. Even if someone came and beat him up, he would still be all smiles.
This! This is his mindset!
Nothing bothers him.
"Kid, long time no see."
"Hmm?"
Jiang Nian turned around and saw a middle-aged man with blond hair, calmly watching him with his hands behind his back.
When his gaze fell on Hu Liena, a strange glint flashed in his eyes.
"M-Senior, is there something you need?"
Jiang Nian's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly clasped his hands in a respectful greeting.
"Nothing much... just wanted to check on how your swordsmanship training has been lately."
With that, Qian Daoliu reached out and took a branch, gesturing for him to proceed.
Jiang Nian: "..."
He glanced at Hu Liena and smiled, "Na'er, you go back to school first. I need to discuss swordsmanship with this senior."
"Ah? Oh... okay, Brother Xiao Nian."
The little fox nodded obediently, waved, and ran towards the school.
"Is it okay now?"
Qian Daoliu touched the branch in his hand, and seeing Jiang Nian nod, he immediately set off.
Swish!
A sword shadow flashed past, instantly severing a strand of hair.
His body lurched backward, his expression becoming serious.
This old man is serious... oh no, he's really going to give me pointers, and he's really going to beat me up.
Bang bang bang!
The sound of metal clashing rang out. Qian Daoliu, with just a branch, was easily suppressing Jiang Nian.
His sword speed was fast, and every movement contained variations.
It wasn't easy to completely block him.
Gradually, his consciousness couldn't keep up, and sweat poured down his back.
"Not ruthless enough, not swift enough," Qian Daoliu commented, increasing his speed once more.
Several clean scratches appeared on Jiang Nian's clothes, and the Heavenly Dao Umbrella was flung away, leaving afterimages.
"The power of wind and thunder, accompany my body!"
Crack!
Arcs of lightning filled his body.
The speed of his entire arm was several times faster than before!
Qian Daoliu's eyelids twitched, and a slight smile curved his lips.
This is more like it... slashing, thrusting, cutting, attacking.
Jiang Nian's swordplay in every aspect was almost on par with his.
From being completely overwhelmed and powerless to now being nearly equal.
To an expert, the two of them were striking at least dozens, even hundreds, of times per second!
Five minutes later, Qian Daoliu looked at the broken branch in his hand and nodded in satisfaction: "Not bad... If you had a sword spirit, that would be great. In a few decades, you would be the youngest and most powerful swordsman on the continent..."
Jiang Nian wiped the sweat from his forehead and respectfully lowered his eyes: "Thank you for your guidance, Grand Elder."
Qian Daoliu waved his hand, inwardly muttering to himself.
Originally, he just wanted to vent his frustration, but this kid was actually so powerful...
You know, even a sword spirit at the Soul Emperor level would have been defeated by that level of strength.
This guy actually fought him to a draw...
It seems he'll have to raise the level next time.
"It's alright. Our Spirit Hall's principle is to do everything in our power to cultivate geniuses."
"You are now arguably the most talented young person in the last hundred years..."
Qian Daoliu put his hands behind his back and then asked a strange question.
"Kid, what do you think of Xiaoxue?"
"?"
Jiang Nian looked up and stared into his eyes, thinking, is this even a question?
But... it feels like a trap.
After a two-second silence, he spoke earnestly, "Xiaoxue is very good; she's one of my best friends."
Qian Daoliu nodded slightly, "Xiaoxue will eventually take over the Spirit Hall. Her free-spirited personality, coupled with her mother's lack of love and her father's passing... I can see she considers you a true friend."
"I hope you can diligently assist her in the future."
Jiang Nian replied, "Yes."
Seeing that he had said enough, Qian Daoliu left a few words of encouragement before disappearing from his sight.
After the old man left, Jiang Nian collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.
He pretended to be exhausted; only he knew the truth.
"This is bad. That little golden-haired girl is going to become the Pope's woman."
"I'm going to become the Pope's man..."
"How can this be resolved?"
"We can't... Sigh! This seems like it might work too..."
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