To Bear Offspring for You

Qiu Chan didn't finish her sentence. Her eyes narrowed slightly as she sized Jiang Yang up from head to toe, over and over.

She was startled to find that she couldn't spot any openings in Jiang Yang.

Can this knife in my hand only work on zombies?

Or... does Jiang Yang have no flaws?

Qiu Chan's impression of Jiang Yang was still stuck on the time when he pursued her. He was the famous rich young master of Linjiang University. The Qiu Family couldn't compete with his wealth, but their heritage and history far outlasted the Jiang Family. The Qiu Family cared only about legacy, not money or status.

Could I have misjudged him before?

Qiu Chan couldn't help muttering to herself.

"Maybe it's because I'm handsome. School Beauty Qiu, have you had enough of looking?"

Jiang Yang tossed out a casual reply.

While she was observing him, he could unabashedly scrutinize the School Beauty's features in return—call it mutual countermeasure.

Sure enough, just like the novel described—

Flawless.

Jiang Yang actually knew what she was looking for. Qiu Chan's gaze kept shifting over his body, probably searching for a weakness. But judging by her expression, she hadn't found one?

"You are quite handsome. But I have a question, Young Master Jiang. Since your skills aren't bad, why didn't you challenge me back then?"

Qiu Chan had no idea how Jiang Yang had sent that zombie flying. She couldn't even see his movements. He's really strong...

Then she shifted her gaze to the black longsword in Jiang Yang's hand. Could his blade be the same as mine?

A woman like Qiu Chan couldn't be judged by common sense.

When she called him handsome, it wasn't flattery or interest—it was just stating a fact.

Thinking that, Jiang Yang felt both speechless and speechless.

Looks were useless in front of Qiu Chan. He had to hit the right spot!

"What an honor. School Beauty Qiu actually willingly talks to me this much?"

Jiang Yang saw the look in Qiu Chan's eyes and knew he had a chance.

This woman is starting to get interested in me!

In the original owner's memories, Qiu Chan always wore that indifferent, bored expression wherever she went.

Even when she won the National Competition championship, she showed little joy—utterly unflappable.

Because to her, it wasn't an honor, just a routine daily activity.

There was a reason she could become a future super powerhouse. She approached martial arts with a beginner's heart that ordinary people couldn't match—a pure heart. That made her take everything else lightly, her mind as still as water.

But to others, this personality might not be admirable. Once they understood it, they'd probably think she was a strange woman.

Well then, let me, Jiang Yang, warm this lonely soul!

"What I said before still stands. If you can defeat me, even dating me or bearing my child isn't impossible. No... if you can beat me, I'll definitely choose to have your child, to ensure the Qiu Family's legacy continues. What do you say? Want to fight?"

As Qiu Chan spoke, her eyes lit up with excitement as she scanned Jiang Yang from head to toe.

This woman... is indeed strange.

But he could understand.

Jiang Yang wasn't in a hurry.

He wanted Qiu Chan's heart, not her body.

As long as he kept a woman curious and expectant, the union of flesh and blood was just a matter of time.

"You've used up too much stamina right now. You're not in peak condition. Beating you wouldn't mean much."

Jiang Yang shook his head, walked over to the Gemini Demon's corpse, and began digging out the valuable parts. Li Shun and Zhang Yao also came over to help.

This move made Qiu Chan frown.

First, she was annoyed at Jiang Yang's brush-off—refusing her challenge. But his actions also piqued her curiosity.

Unlike most women.

Bloody scenes didn't scare Qiu Chan. Instead, she stared closely at Jiang Yang's group's every move and asked, "What are you doing?"

"This Gemini Demon is worth a lot."

In Jiang Yang's eyes, this Gemini Demon was a treasure trove. Its four arms and body scales could be used for weapon materials, and both heads contained a Magic Crystal each.

His system space wasn't full anyway. Leaving it empty was a waste.

More than Jiang Yang's actions, Qiu Chan was fascinated by how the severed parts vanished the moment he grabbed them!

Her eyes widened with curiosity as she asked, "Where did those cut-off pieces go?"

Qiu Chan voluntarily crouched beside Jiang Yang, watching the bloody items disappear in his hand.

"Secret."

Jiang Yang waved his hand, signaling Li Shun and Zhang Yao to handle the rest of the zombies' parts while he took care of this.

With their previous experience, the two had gradually adapted and began swiftly clearing out the remaining dead zombies inside the Kendo Club.

"If you want to know secrets, you have to pay the price."

Jiang Yang continued to wield the power of words.

"Forget it, I have something else I want to ask you."

Qiu Chan realized that Jiang Yang seemed to know everything, and subconsciously, she had come to regard him as a "wise one," so she asked respectfully, "Jiang Yang, do you know what's going on with this blade of mine?"

Jiang Yang didn't hide anything.

"This question, I'll answer for free, consider it payment for admiring School Beauty Qiu's perfect looks."

"This blade has a history of nearly five hundred years. It's a Qi Family Saber used by the Qi Family Army to fend off the Japanese Pirates!"

"In the apocalypse, many items with age and stories become tools and weapons, and this blade is one of them!"

"Thank you." Qiu Chan was grateful, but also quite puzzled. "Though, is there still such etiquette now? Or is it a current trend?"

She often made a fool of herself due to a lack of common sense, so she frequently pondered these two questions.

To be honest, Jiang Yang didn't catch on right away either.

But Qiu Chan's next words instantly made him understand: "But you're not bad-looking either. So if I just looked at you, would I have to pay some compensation too? Though I don't have anything to give you right now. I'll settle it later, okay?"

Jiang Yang wanted to say that she actually did have something to give him.

But on second thought, this kind of joke wouldn't stir any emotional reaction from Qiu Chan, so he helplessly nodded.

This was going to be tough...

Seeing this, Qiu Chan breathed a sigh of relief; she didn't like owing favors. Then she asked, "So where do we go next?"

"We? You're coming with me?"

"Yeah." Qiu Chan nodded calmly. "Until I formally defeat you, I won't leave your side. To me, you're a worthy opponent right now. Besides, you just killed my rival."

When she said the last part, Qiu Chan's tone carried a hint of displeasure.

Jiang Yang found it amusing. If it were any other girl, after he stepped in like that, they'd be grateful, if not outright indebted.

With Qiu Chan, it was the opposite.

But that was fine. The key to flirting was controlling the other person's emotions—you had to make their feelings fluctuate. A calm, unruffled surface was the true hell difficulty.

And so, Jiang Yang laughed. "Haha, so if I keep refusing your challenge, you'll follow me for life?"

Qiu Chan furrowed her brow.

After thinking it over, theoretically, that was the case.

"You'd better not do that," she said, displeased.

Jiang Yang chuckled. "I'm joking. Don't worry, let's go. Once you've rested, I'll defeat you, and then you'll stay by my side and bear my children."

Even Qiu Chan, under Jiang Yang's targeted emotional tug-of-war, couldn't help but blush. She curled her lip and said, "Big talk. I hope Mr. Jiang can still stand and talk when the time comes."