Nan Qiao's Confession!

Skin him alive!

The Netherworld Dog's eyes instantly bulged when it heard that. It was just about to fly into a rage, but then it remembered the old man's wisp of soul thought inside Nan Rou. Suddenly, it darted over to Nan Rou and rubbed against her ingratiatingly.

"This dog is pretty clever. Where did you get it, and what's its name?" Nan Rou asked.

"It's called Little Nether. I bought it at the market to guard the house!"

As soon as Qin Guan finished speaking, the Netherworld Dog suddenly ran into the house. A moment later, it came back carrying a chair in its mouth and set it down in front of Nan Rou.

"See? Even Little Nether is better than you!" Nan Rou praised, patting the Netherworld Dog on the head.

"Yes, yes!" Qin Guan nodded hurriedly.

After receiving Nan Rou's praise, the Netherworld Dog suddenly shot Qin Guan a smug look.

"What happened to Little Nether's leg?" Nan Rou asked, looking at the dog's leg.

"It was beaten by a bad person," Qin Guan replied.

"How pitiful. When the Demon Wolf King is done stewing, give Little Nether a couple extra bowls to build it back up!"

Nan Rou gently patted the Netherworld Dog on the head. Then she got up and went inside. As soon as she entered, she covered her mouth and laughed. Her Husband had actually teamed up with her to trick a dog...

She just couldn't hold it in anymore!

After Nan Rou left, the Netherworld Dog raised an eyebrow at Qin Guan. "Kid, isn't your Wife a pretty nice person?"

Qin Guan kept quiet and bent his head to his work.

The Netherworld Dog shook its head. "Honestly, you should thank your Master. Someone like you would probably never find a Wife otherwise."

Qin Guan: "..."

The following evening.

Qin Guan went to Nan Qiao's residence to continue treating her injuries. One more treatment should be enough to heal her completely.

The moment he stepped into the room, a faint, captivating fragrance enveloped him. The light inside was also softer and dimmer than usual, as though veiled by a thin gauze.

"Nan Qiao?" Qin Guan called from the outer room.

"Brother-in-law, you're here!" Hearing Qin Guan's voice, Nan Qiao hurried out from the inner room.

She wore a long, moon-white brocade dress, its hem embroidered with pale pink begonias. The threads shimmered faintly in the dim light.

The skirt flared slightly as she walked, revealing glimpses of her long, straight legs. Her fair skin glowed with a delicate sheen in the hazy light, exuding a hint of alluring temptation.

Qin Guan frowned slightly at the sight, sensing that something was off about the atmosphere.

Nan Qiao came up to him. Her collar hung slightly open, revealing her exquisite collarbones and a small patch of fair skin at her neck. Below that lay a snowy expanse and an enchanting cleavage.

Qin Guan turned his head slightly and said, "After one more treatment tonight, the injury to your dantian should be healed."

"Thank you, Brother-in-law, for treating my Dao Injury every day," Nan Qiao said, pressing her lips together.

"There's no need to be so polite. Let's get started," Qin Guan said.

"All right." Nan Qiao nodded, then slowly lay down on the bed.

As she reclined, her striking figure came into full view before Qin Guan.

Qin Guan drew a deep breath, then placed his palm against Nan Qiao's soft, warm lower abdomen.

Feeling that familiar sensation, Nan Qiao's cheeks gradually flushed. She stole a bashful glance at Qin Guan and saw that his eyes were tightly closed, as if he were examining her body.

"Cultivators really have it good. She's only in the Qi Refining Realm, yet her dantian already has a capacity of one zhang squared. Truly another world within!" Qin Guan marveled inwardly at the amount of Spiritual Power Nan Qiao's dantian could hold.

A cultivator's dantian capacity grew as their cultivation improved. The more Spiritual Power it could contain, the greater their stamina and explosive power.

By now, Qin Guan had opened ten Acupoints. He had expanded and refined each one until it was the size of a watermelon, but all ten put together amounted to only one percent of Nan Qiao's dantian capacity.

The gap was still huge. He needed to keep working hard!

An incense stick later, the last crack in Nan Qiao's dantian slowly closed.

Qin Guan withdrew his hand and looked at Nan Qiao. "How do you feel?"

At that, Nan Qiao hurriedly circulated her energy to check her dantian.

A moment later, Nan Qiao said happily, "Brother-in-law, it's healed! My stomach doesn't hurt at all anymore!"

Qin Guan gave a slight nod. "Good. It's getting late, so get some rest."

"Brother-in-law!"

Qin Guan had just gotten to his feet when Nan Qiao suddenly wrapped her arms around him from behind.

"What are you doing? Let go of me!" Qin Guan was startled when Nan Qiao hugged him. He tried to pull away, but she clung to him and wouldn't let go.

"I don't want to call you Brother-in-law!" Nan Qiao blurted out.

Hearing her words, Qin Guan immediately understood. His sister-in-law had fallen for him. No wonder the moment he entered, the atmosphere had felt so strange.

"Nan Qiao, from the very beginning, you and I were destined to be together but never meant to be. Right now, there's only Rou'er in my heart. Please respect yourself!"

Hearing Qin Guan's words, Nan Qiao shook her head fiercely and cried:

"No! You were supposed to be mine. We were promised to each other. Whenever I think of the decision I made that day, I'm filled with regret. Could you give me another chance?"

"Some people, once missed, are lost for a lifetime."

As soon as Qin Guan finished speaking, he suddenly wrenched himself free of Nan Qiao's arms.

He turned to face Nan Qiao, his expression earnest.

"Actually, I'm just a Martial Cultivator. There are plenty of people better than me. You have a Special Physique, and your future achievements will be extraordinary. You can find any kind of man you want."