Who Is Saying I'm Handsome?!

At the crack of dawn, in the little straw hut atop Twin Pearl Peak whose roof had only just been repaired the night before, Jiang Lin lay sprawled on the bed in a starfish position. A Little Dragon Girl had curled up with her tiny tail tucked against her body, lying on her side atop Jiang Lin's chest.

Perhaps she was dreaming of something delicious. Little Dragon Girl drooled, raised her head, and stuck out her tender little tongue to lick Jiang Lin's chin.

Feeling the tickle, Jiang Lin slowly opened his eyes. After rubbing them, he glanced at the clock he had made with Spiritual Power. The hour hand had already pointed to eight.

He rubbed Little Niannian's head for ten minutes first. Only then, thoroughly satisfied, did Jiang Lin lift Niannian off himself, place her on the bed, and tuck her in.

"Daddy..."

Perhaps she sensed that the warm "mattress" beneath her had been replaced. Little Dragon Girl sat up, clenched her adorable little fists, and rubbed her eyes. Her two short legs were folded beneath her in a duck sit on the bed, while her little tail lay limply to one side, still not fully awake.

"Niannian can keep sleeping. Fang-jiejie will come take care of you later. Daddy will be back late today."

"No, Niannian wants to go with Daddy."

"Well... Niannian, be good. I'm afraid that won't do today."

Although Jiang Lin really wanted Little Niannian to see his handsome, awe-inspiring display before everyone, thereby adding to his glorious image in her heart, after thinking it over carefully, he felt that it might teach children the wrong things. That wouldn't be good.

"Nooo, Niannian doesn't want to be separated from Daddy."

For a moment, tears seemed to glimmer in Little Niannian's limpid eyes. Her tiny mouth turned down slightly, and even her silver cowlick drooped listlessly. That adorable, reluctant expression shattered the defenses in Jiang Lin's heart.

"That's just cheating..."

Jiang Lin made up his mind. Once he got a Dao Companion, he would definitely have a daughter!

No!

He would have a whole nest of daughters!

"Niannian, look, what a huge Sugar-coated Haws."

"Huh? Where... Daddy..."

Jiang Lin gently stimulated the little girl's Sleeping Acupoint with Spiritual Power. Soon, Little Niannian's eyelids began to fight one another, and in less than thirty seconds, she toppled forward.

Jiang Lin caught Little Niannian gently, tucked her in, and left the little hut with a sigh of relief.

"I never thought Little Jiang Lin had such a gentle side."

He had barely taken a few steps when Fang Ruo, one of the Mission Hall Elders of the Sun Moon Sect, drifted down gracefully from above.

Jiang Lin raised his head, hoping to look beneath her skirt, but all he could see was a sea of stars...

"Fang-jiejie, I'll leave Niannian in your care."

"Don't worry. I happen to be very good at taking care of children."

"...As long as Fang-jiejie doesn't teach Niannian anything strange again."

"Those aren't strange things. I'm teaching Niannian the common sense a girl ought to know. She absolutely must keep an eye on boys."

"Is that why Fang-jiejie still doesn't have a Dao Companion?"

The instant Jiang Lin finished speaking, killing intent spread out from Fang Ruo. She looked at him amiably. "Little Jiang Lin, what did you just say? Your big sister didn't hear you clearly. Say it again..."

"I have something to do, so I'll be leaving first."

"Wait."

From behind Jiang Lin, a small Straw Man was tossed over. "This is a magical artifact refined from my hair. It can block a fatal blow from anyone below the Nascent Soul Realm. Although I don't know why you've decided to court death, don't you dare die. Otherwise, if Yuni comes out of seclusion, she'll turn the world upside down."

Looking at the Straw Man in his hand—especially since it had been refined from Fang Ruo's hair—Jiang Lin felt an inexplicable chill holding it.

"Fang-jiejie..."

"Don't bother thanking me. It would be embarrassing."

"No..." Jiang Lin looked left, then right, at the Straw Man in his hand. "Do you shed hair every day?"

"Boom..."

A thunderous explosion echoed from the summit of Twin Pearl Peak. A Black Shadow plummeted from the sky and plunged straight into the mud below the mountain.

At the same time, outside the Sect Protecting Formation of the Sun Moon Sect, seven or eight elders of the Sun Moon Sect were already sitting cross-legged in midair. Likewise, the elders of the eight great sects who had escorted their disciples here were sitting with their eyes closed, quietly resting.

Under normal circumstances, when it came to this sort of squabble among juniors, as long as the elders did not interfere, they could fight and make as much trouble as they pleased. They would bear responsibility for their own lives and deaths. After all, the road of cultivation was hardly smooth. Who had not experienced a few life-and-death battles?

On the vast open ground below, every Sun Moon Sect cultivator in the Lower Five Realms (below the Cave Mansion Realm) had brought along a chair. As for cultivators above the Cave Mansion Realm, they could fly, and had all gathered in the main battlefield in the air.

The disciples of the eight great sects and the disciples of the Sun Moon Sect stood facing one another on opposite sides. The young disciples of the eight great sects all looked extremely solemn. In contrast, the Sun Moon Sect had already begun selling sunflower seeds and rice wine in the front rows...

Some of the more uninhibited Sun Moon Sect disciples had even begun reciting excellent poetry, making the female disciples of the eight great sects blush prettily.

An unknown cultivator, A, hugged a sword in his arms and turned to his junior sister. "Junior Sister, what's so good about someone like Jiang Lin? He hasn't even shown up. He must have run away."

Cultivator A's junior sister clasped her hands before her chest as if praying. "He wouldn't, Senior Brother. Young Master Jiang definitely isn't that kind of person. He's so handsome—there's no way he would run. Even if it were for my sake, he would definitely come."

Looking at his beloved junior sister's peach-blossom eyes, Cultivator A's heart trembled. He felt as if his Dao heart had been damaged.

"Senior Sister! Once Jiang Lin arrives, I'll take his life!"

"All right, all right, move aside. You're blocking me. I see a handsome man."

"Senior Sister, why do I feel like the Demon Sect cultivators are all rather handsome? Look at that giant eagle. His feathers are so lush, and he has so much personality."

"I think so too. And that bald one—it's obvious he's incredibly strong." The Fallen Flower Sect senior sister stared at the gleaming bald head and swallowed.

As more and more time passed, the crowd nibbled sunflower seeds in midair while admiring the handsome men of the Demon Sect.

Finally, when the sun had climbed high into the sky, Zhao Hao of the Zong Hao Sect could not bear it any longer.

"Flower-Picking Thief Jiang Lin! Do you dare fight me?!"

"Where's Jiang Lin? Didn't that Flower-Picking Thief say there would be a battle today? Where is he?!" Hearing the various female cultivators around him, Ye Liangchen could not hold back either. He drifted forward through the air and pinched the pomaded fringe above his forehead.

"I think Jiang Lin ran away, didn't he? What a coward!"

Another man stepped forward to issue a challenge.

"Where is Jiang Lin?! Come out!"

"For Fairy Lin's sake! Jiang Lin, let us fight to the death!"

"If you have the guts to invite me to eat bananas, then have the guts to come out!"

"Jiang Lin! You have to take responsibility for me!"

"Jiang Lin! Why are you so handsome?! Why have you thrown my Dao heart into chaos?!"

The scene descended into utter chaos. Just as the sun climbed another degree higher, a sudden thunderous crash rang out across the sky. A man dressed in white, his long hair flowing freely, made a graceful entrance.

With a sword strapped behind him, the white-clad man left them with a tall, solitary back.

"Who is saying I'm handsome?!"