Who! Is Saying I'm Handsome!

In the early morning, on the Twin Pearl Peak Summit, inside the small thatched hut whose roof had just been repaired last night, Jiang Lin lay on the bed in a starfish position. Little Dragon Girl, hugging her small tail, was curled up on Jiang Lin's chest.

Perhaps thinking of something delicious, Little Dragon Girl's saliva dripped down. She raised her head and stretched out her tender pink tongue to lick Jiang Lin's chin.

Feeling the tickle, Jiang Lin slowly opened his eyes, rubbed them, and looked at the clock he had made with Spiritual Power. The hour hand was already pointing to eight.

After rubbing Little Niannian's head for ten minutes, Jiang Lin, satisfied, gently lifted Niannian off him and placed her on the bed, tucking her in.

"Papa..."

Perhaps sensing that the warm "mattress" beneath her had changed, Little Dragon Girl sat up, rubbed her eyes with her cute little fists, and sat on the bed with her short legs spread like a duck. Her small tail lay limply to one side, as if still asleep.

"Niannian can keep sleeping. Sister Fang will come to take care of Niannian later. Papa will be back late today."

"No, Niannian wants to go with Papa."

"This... Niannian, be good. I'm afraid you can't today."

Although Jiang Lin really wanted Little Niannian to see his heroic and awe-inspiring side, thereby enhancing his glorious image in her eyes, upon careful consideration, it seemed like it might set a bad example for the child, which wasn't ideal.

"No, Niannian doesn't want to be separated from Papa."

For a moment, it seemed like tears were welling up in Little Niannian's big, watery eyes. Her small mouth pouted slightly, and her silver ahoge drooped listlessly. Her adorable, reluctant expression was shattering Jiang Lin's defenses.

This is too unfair...

Jiang Lin made a decision. In the future, when he had a Dao Companion, he would definitely have a daughter!

No!

He'd have a whole litter of daughters!

"Niannian, look, a big sugar-coated haw!"

"Huh? Where... Papa..."

Jiang Lin gently stimulated the little girl's sleeping acupoint with his Spiritual Power. Soon, Little Niannian's eyelids began to droop. In less than thirty seconds, she slumped forward.

Jiang Lin gently picked up Little Niannian, tucked her in, and breathed a sigh of relief as he walked out of the small thatched hut.

"I didn't expect Little Jiang Lin to have such a gentle side?"

After walking only a few steps, Fang Ruo, one of the elders of the Sun Moon Sect's Mission Hall, descended gracefully.

Jiang Lin looked up, wanting to see under her skirt, but only saw a sea of stars...

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

"Don't worry, I'm very good at taking care of children."

"...As long as Sister Fang doesn't teach Niannian any more strange things."

"Those aren't strange things. I'm teaching Niannian common sense as a girl. You must keep a close eye on boys."

"Is this why Sister Fang doesn't have a Dao Companion yet?"

As soon as Jiang Lin finished speaking, a killing intent spread from Fang Ruo's surroundings. She looked at Jiang Lin kindly, "Little Jiang Lin, what did you just say? Sister didn't hear clearly. Say it again..."

"I have something to do, I'm leaving now."

"Wait a moment."

From behind Jiang Lin, a small straw man was thrown over. "This is a Magical Artifact refined from my hair. It can block a fatal blow from anyone below the Nascent Soul Realm. I don't know why you're seeking death, but don't die. Otherwise, when Yuni comes out of seclusion, she'll turn the world upside down."

Looking at the straw man in his hand, especially one refined from her hair, Jiang Lin felt a chilling sensation holding it.

"Sister Fang..."

"No need for thanks, it's embarrassing."

"No..." Jiang Lin looked left and right at the straw man in his hand. "Do you shed a lot of hair every day?"

"Boom..."

A loud explosion echoed from the summit of Twin Pearl Peak. A black shadow descended from the sky, plunging straight into the soil at the foot of the mountain.

At the same time, outside the Sun Moon Sect's Sect Protecting Formation, seven or eight elders of the Sun Moon Sect were already circling in the air. Similarly, the elders from the eight great sects who had escorted their disciples were also meditating with their eyes closed.

Under normal circumstances, these minor scuffles among juniors were fine as long as the elders didn't intervene. Life and death were their own responsibility. After all, the path of cultivation was not smooth, and who hadn't experienced a few life-and-death battles?

Below the vast open space, the Sun Moon Sect cultivators of the Lower Five Realms (below the Cave Mansion Realm) each brought a chair. Cultivators of the Cave Mansion Realm and above could fly and were gathered in the main battlefield in the air.

The disciples of the eight great sects and the disciples of the Sun Moon Sect stood in opposition. The expressions of the young disciples from the eight great sects looked extremely serious. In contrast, the Sun Moon Sect had already started selling melon seeds and rice wine in the front row...

Some passionate individuals from the Sun Moon Sect even recited fine poetry, causing the pretty faces of the female disciples from the eight great sects to blush slightly.

An unknown Cultivator A, holding his sword, turned to his Junior Sister. "Junior Sister, why do you like someone like Jiang Lin! He hasn't even arrived yet, he must have run away."

Cultivator A's Junior Sister clasped her hands in front of her chest as if praying. "He won't, Senior Brother. Young Master Jiang is definitely not that kind of person. He's so handsome, he definitely won't run. Even for me, he will definitely come."

Looking at his beloved Junior Sister's eyes, which were filled with admiration, Cultivator A's heart trembled, and he felt his Dao Heart damaged.

"Senior Sister! As soon as Jiang Lin arrives! I will take his life!"

"Alright, alright, move aside, you're blocking my view. I saw a handsome guy."

"Senior Sister, why do I feel like the cultivators from the Demonic Sect are all quite handsome? Look at that big eagle, its feathers are so lush and unique."

"I think so too. And that bald guy, you can tell he's strong just by looking at him." The Senior Sister from the Fallen Flower Sect stared at the bald head reflecting light and swallowed.

As time went on, they stayed in mid-air, munching on melon seeds and admiring the handsome men from the Demonic Sect.

Finally, as the sun climbed high into the sky, Zhao Hao of the Zong Hao Sect couldn't hold back any longer:

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

"Where's Jiang Lin? Didn't that flower-picking thief say he'd fight today? Where is he?!" Hearing the voices of various female cultivators around him, Ye Liangchen also couldn't help himself. He floated forward gracefully, pinching the bangs on his forehead that were held in place with hair gel.

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

A man also stepped forward to challenge him.

"Where is Jiang Lin! Come out for me!"

"For Fairy Lin! Jiang Lin, let's decide this with our lives!"

"Since you have the guts to treat me to bananas, then come out if you have the guts!"

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

"Jiang Lin! Why are you so handsome! Why are you disrupting my Dao Heart!"

For a time, the scene became chaotic. Just as the sun rose another degree, suddenly, with a loud noise in the sky, a man in white clothes with long, flowing hair gracefully appeared:

With his sword sheathed behind his back, the man in white left them with a tall and aloof silhouette:

"Who is it! Saying I'm handsome!"