So Eager to Marry

They knew Yang Xuan's strength better than anyone.

Profound Spirit First Level!

Even across all of Soaring Dragon City, let alone among the younger generation, perhaps even the elders of some minor factions could not compare to him. What did Qin Jishi have to qualify?

Was it just because he knew the Clan Leader?

After his initial shock, Yang Xuan shook his head and smiled. "Fine. Since Uncle Qin has spoken, I'll naturally comply. Right here, then. You're my elder, so I'll give you three moves."

"No need. Just attack," Qin Jishi urged.

That tone finally made Yang Xuan unable to suppress his anger. "Fine. Since Uncle Qin is so confident, then excuse my offense."

Crack!

He clenched his fist. Without even using his profound energy, a terrifying pressure bore down on Qin Jishi.

Qin Jishi simply stood there, too lazy to even raise his eyelids.

"He doesn't even have any profound energy. Is he putting on airs before the Young Clan Leader? Isn't that a bit too arrogant?"

An elder shook his head.

Yang Kun was just as tense, but not because of Qin Jishi. He was worried about Yang Xuan.

"Clan Leader, rest assured. The Young Clan Leader knows his limits."

The elder smiled.

Yang Kun's face remained grave and he said nothing. The elder merely assumed he was worried that Qin Jishi would be unable to save face.

"Uncle Qin!" Yang Xuan sneered coldly. "Catch this."

As his voice fell, Yang Xuan took a sudden step forward and fiercely smashed his fist toward him.

Though it was only an ordinary punch, the power contained within it was immense.

"Ah..."

The elder sighed again. "The Young Clan Leader is young, after all. He has no sense of restraint in his hands. Once that strike lands, I'm afraid the other party won't leave his bed for half a year."

Yang Xuan had clearly used fifty percent of his strength in that punch. His movements were ruthless and sharp, without the slightest hesitation, as though he intended to send Qin Jishi on his way.

Facing that punch, Qin Jishi remained exceedingly calm. Only when the fist was about to land did he raise his head.

"Did he get scared stupid? He even forgot to resist?"

The elder's face was full of helplessness.

The moment his words fell, Yang Xuan's fist arrived. A faint smile appeared on Qin Jishi's face. Then he raised his own fist and slowly met it head-on.

Boom!

The two fists collided, and an explosive crack rang through the air.

"Ugh!"

Yang Xuan only felt an irresistible force sweep through his entire body. His face instantly stiffened, and he was sent flying almost at that very moment.

Everyone's expressions froze. They stared at one another in utter disbelief.

Yang Xuan was a Mystic Spirit Realm cultivator. Even if he had not used any profound techniques or profound energy, and even if he had underestimated his opponent, his attack should not have been so easily blocked.

Silence!

Time seemed to stop. Other than Yang Kun, everyone stared at Qin Jishi with their mouths agape.

What kind of strength was this? He had defeated Yang Xuan with a single punch, and more importantly, he had not used even a trace of profound energy. Anyone capable of such a feat likely possessed cultivation beyond the Mystic Spirit Realm.

Earth Fiend Realm?

Cough, cough!

Only after a long while did Yang Xuan rise from the ground. The disdain in his eyes was gone. There was nothing left but shock and reverence.

No one knew better than him how terrifying that force had been. At the same time, he knew Qin Jishi had already shown mercy. Otherwise, he would not have had the chance to stand here.

That terrifying force was even more frightening and horrifying than anything he had felt when facing his own father.

"Uncle... Uncle Qin!" Yang Xuan respected the strong, and his voice trembled slightly. "I... I apologize for my earlier disrespect."

As he spoke, he bowed deeply to Qin Jishi.

"Hehe!" Qin Jishi waved a hand. "Your strength isn't bad. When I have the chance, I'll give you some guidance."

"Ah?"

Yang Xuan did not react for a moment.

"You brat!"

Yang Kun slapped his forehead. "Why aren't you quickly thanking your Uncle Qin?"

If Yang Xuan could truly receive Qin Jishi's guidance, it would be even more prestigious than entering the Black and White Academy.

"Ah!" Yang Xuan finally came to his senses. "Thank you, Uncle Qin. Thank you, Uncle Qin."

"No need for courtesy. Let's continue."

The banquet continued. The Yang Family elders no longer showed the earlier neglect. What remained was reverence and respect.

At such a young age, his strength and cultivation were unfathomable. Could his background possibly be ordinary?

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of dishes.

Since it was still early, Qin Jishi declined Yang Kun's warm invitation and left the Yang Family.

Watching Qin Jishi's departing back, Yang Xuan could not help asking, "Father, Uncle Qin's origins...?"

"Ask less!"

Yang Kun's tone was solemn. "Xuan'er, you only need to remember this: should your Uncle Qin ever need anything in the future, our Yang Family must support him without sparing any effort."

"Understood!" Those words made Yang Xuan even more curious. Just what was Qin Jishi's background, for his father to value him so highly?

Eastern outskirts, Zhang Family!

After wandering around for a while, Qin Jishi arrived at the Zhang Family residence. Since it was his first visit, he naturally could not come empty-handed.

"Baihe, give me two Spirit Gathering Elixirs."

"No!"

A voice sounded in his mind. "Refine them yourself."

Qin Jishi: "..."

So tsundere?

Yet he could do nothing about it. The one within the Chaos Bead was not someone he could provoke either.

With a thought, Qin Jishi vanished from where he stood. When he reappeared, he had arrived in a Land of Eternal Spring. Birds sang and flowers bloomed around him, lush greenery flourishing everywhere like an earthly paradise.

In the distant sky beneath the setting sun, a palace floated in the air. Misty spiritual vapor curled around it, while auspicious clouds formed a breathtaking painting, making it seem like an immortal estate.

Qin Jishi moved with practiced ease, clearly having been here many times.

Rumble...

The palace doors slowly opened, and an ancient aura rushed toward him.

After glancing at the empty rattan chair, Qin Jishi did not go looking for Baihe and instead headed straight for the second floor.

Elixir Refining Pavilion!

At the end of the corridor, Qin Jishi pushed open the door. A pitch-black ancient elixir furnace came into view, covered in densely packed, unknown inscriptions that gave off an oppressive feeling.

He searched through his Storage Ring, opened the Cultivation Cauldron, and tossed stalk after stalk of spiritual herbs inside.

The time it took an incense stick to burn.

Rumble, rumble!

A deafening roar rang out, and two flawless, snow-white elixirs emerged from the furnace.

Grade 3 Perfect Elixir.

If an alchemist had been present, they would surely have been dumbfounded and unable to believe their eyes.

Automatic elixir refinement? This would utterly overturn everything they knew.

Qin Jishi seemed unsurprised. He took out a yellowed square box, stored the elixirs inside, and turned to leave.

"Baihe, aren't you coming out to see me?"

"No time!"

"Hehe!"

Qin Jishi did not get angry. Smiling, he said, "Baihe, don't worry. Once the ten-year agreement ends, I'll definitely find the materials to Reshape Flesh Body for you."

"Endless ages have already passed. Another ten years makes no difference."

"..."

After the conversation ended, Qin Jishi left the Chaos Bead.

A Third-grade Spirit Gathering Elixir was the most suitable gift Qin Jishi could think of. Anything too valuable might cause a stir.

The Zhang Family's current Clan Leader, Zhang Jinhua, had once helped the Old Man.

Naturally, in return, the Old Man had once guided Zhang Jinhua in cultivation.

That was precisely why the Zhang Family had gained a foothold in Soaring Dragon City.

The one the Old Man had instructed Qin Jishi to marry this time was Zhang Jinhua's daughter.

"Who goes there?" As Qin Jishi approached the Zhang Family, the two disciples at the gate shouted.

"Qin Jishi. Please inform your Clan Leader..."

"Qin Jishi?" Upon hearing the name, the two Zhang Family Disciples exchanged glances.

Though they had never heard the name before, Qin Jishi possessed an extraordinary bearing and spoke with a full, steady voice. They did not dare neglect him lightly.

Before long, the disciple who had gone in to report returned.

"Young Master Qin, correct? Our Clan Leader requests your presence..."

Hearing this, Qin Jishi entered the Zhang Family.

The moment he stepped into the Main Hall...

"Hahaha... Worthy nephew, worthy nephew, it really is you! We haven't met in so many years. I've truly missed you. Come, come, let me have a look at you..."

As he spoke, Zhang Jinhua rose and walked over, patting both of Qin Jishi's shoulders.

"Ho... You've gotten sturdier... Your cultivation..."

Zhang Jinhua hesitated. He discovered that Qin Jishi did not have the slightest fluctuation of profound energy.

What he did not know was that Qin Jishi had deliberately concealed his aura.

Qin Jishi could not help smiling. "Uncle Zhang, your cultivation seems to have improved quite a bit as well..."

"That's all thanks to Elder Su's blessing."

"Oh, right!"

As Zhang Jinhua spoke, his tone shifted. "How about this? Prepare yourself properly today, and tomorrow you'll marry Shiqing."

Qin Jishi: "..."

Was he really this eager to marry off his daughter?

Hmph!

At the same time, the young girl beside them let out a cold snort upon hearing those words.

At the sound!

Qin Jishi turned his gaze toward her...

The girl beside him wore a snow-white dress. Her lovely face seemed delicate enough to break beneath a breath, while a purple sash at her waist perfectly outlined her figure. Her pair of long, slender legs stirred Qin Jishi's heart...

Qin Jishi's reaction made a look of disgust appear on the girl's face.