How should I thank you?
Xun Hanyan suddenly froze upon hearing that, seeming at a loss. Then she imdiately realized that she was still not dressed and was completely naked in Qin Heng's embrace!
Oh my god!!
She imdiately beca shy and subconsciously gave Qin Heng a light push.
BANG!
Suddenly, a muffled sound was heard, and an invisible Qi Force spread out. Xun Hanyan's delicate hand landed on Qin Heng's chest, but to no avail—Qin Heng didn't even move an inch.
"Qin Heng! Are you all right?!" Xun Hanyan only then realized that she had broken through to the Innate Realm, becoming an Innate Grandmaster. Even that subconscious push from her just now carried the strength of several thousand pounds!
She was instantly filled with concern.
After all, even for a Grandmaster at the peak of Transcendence Realm, being pushed by a force of several thousand pounds out of nowhere would likely result in serious injury.
Subconsciously, Xun Hanyan still thought of Qin Heng as the Grandmaster of Transcendence who had used a Secret Technique and gotten seriously injured.
"It doesn't matter; even if you were a thousand tis stronger, you couldn't hurt ," Qin Heng said with a slight smile, telling the truth.
"Ah? I, I'll put on my clothes first!" Xun Hanyan exclaid, finally coming back to her senses. She realized that Qin Heng had just elevated her to the Innate Realm. It was the true Innate Realm, even allowing her to sense the sea of Heavenly Essence! How could such a powerful being be injured by her? It was simply impossible.
She quickly put on her clothes.
At the sa ti, she glanced at Zhuo Yutong, who was already asleep on the bed, and a sense of relief inexplicably washed over her heart.
Thank goodness! Thank goodness Yutong had already fallen asleep.
It was now the morning of the next day. Her breakthrough to the Innate Realm had taken all night. Zhuo Yutong, unable to stay awake, had collapsed onto the bed, fast asleep.
After dressing herself, Xun Hanyan was once again the dashing Martial Dao maiden. Nobody would have thought that she had just been naked and embracing Qin Heng.
Even during her breakthrough, every inch of her skin had been touched by Qin Heng.
"How, how would you like
to thank you?" Xun Hanyan asked with her head lowered, her voice as faint as a mosquito's, her face flushed. She didn't know how to respond to Qin Heng's question from earlier.
Assisting soone in breaking through to the Innate Realm in the Martial Dao world was akin to giving them a second lease on life. Even offering herself in return would hardly repay such a debt!
She should agree to whatever Qin Heng requested.
"Why don't you just treat
to breakfast?" Qin Heng said with a slight smile. "It was nothing troubleso, just a helping hand."
For Qin Heng, helping a Grandmaster of Transcendence step into the Innate Realm was indeed as easy as eating and drinking; it really didn't take much effort. His previous ntion of receiving thanks from Xun Hanyan was just a playful tease.
"To, to have breakfast?" Xun Hanyan was sowhat dumbfounded. She had even braced herself for the prospect of offering herself to him, only for Qin Heng to co up with such a response.
While relieved, she also felt an inexplicable sense of loss.
"Then, once Yutong wakes up, let's go have breakfast," Xun Hanyan said, still sowhat shy, her face very red as she kept her head lowered and dared not look at Qin Heng.
「Beijing University, Han Mountain Martial Arts Club.」
This was the most famous martial arts club at Beijing University, not because it had many mbers, but because the standards for joining this club were incredibly high!
They actually required a minimum of achieving Open Force!
In the past three years, the state had vigorously promoted knowledge of Martial Dao. As a result, many young people had gained a basic understanding of the levels of Open Force, Hidden Force, and the Transcendence Realm.
They also knew that it was one in ten thousand for an ordinary person to achieve Open Force by the ti they were in university!
Consequently, aside from the club president Xun Hanyan, the Han Mountain Martial Arts Club had only six official mbers: four at the Open Force level and two at the Hidden Force level.
All were from secular Martial Dao families or were disciples of famous Martial Artists.
However, although the Han Mountain Martial Arts Club's recruitnt standards were very high and the number of mbers was small, its popularity was by no ans low, because all the mbers were handso young n and beautiful young won!
Let's not even ntion Xun Hanyan, a school flower-level beauty.
Among the other six, the two Hidden Force Martial Artists included one male and one female, both campus idols with top-notch looks. Among the four with Open Force, there was also one young woman who was quite beautiful, and the three young n were also quite handso.
Martial Artists inherently possess energy, spirit, and vitality far surpassing that of ordinary people. Coupled with their outstanding appearances, it could be said that these six individuals of the Han Mountain Martial Arts Club were seen as gods and goddesses in the eyes of most people.
The Han Mountain Martial Arts Club had morning practice sessions in front of their own club room every day.
At this ti, many students would co to watch, not to see how real Martial Artists practice martial arts—since for most, martial arts did not feel very real. They ca to see the gods and goddesses they adored.
At the mont, the six mbers of the Han Mountain Martial Arts Club had already taken up formation in front of the activity room, all dressed in simple martial artists' attire, which was custom-designed by Xun Hanyan.
She required all mbers of the martial arts club to wear these during practice.
Typically Xun Hanyan would lead the team. When she was not around, the male and female Hidden Force Martial Artists would be at the very front, while the one female and three males with Open Force would be behind them.
The exercise they practiced was not complex. It was a type of Tai Chi-like practice with slow, beautiful movents. These movents could fully engage their muscles, stretch their power, and harmonize qi and blood throughout the body, making it particularly suitable for morning practice.
In the secular world, Martial Dao was divided into fighting techniques, performance techniques, and practice techniques. What the Han Mountain Martial Arts Club mbers were practicing was the latter—not for performance or combat, but simply to strengthen themselves.
Of course, they knew fighting techniques as well, but they would not display them during morning practice.
When the morning practice began, there were already more than twenty people surrounding them, both male and female, all there to watch.
"Ah! So handso! Really so handso! Look at Song Feiyue in the front, his hand movents are like flowing clouds, incredibly handso!!"
"Wu Qian is still so beautiful! Ah, Goddess! Such beauty, such a figure, it's simply too much. If I could snag her, I'd be willing to live ten fewer years!"
"Give it up, like a toad lusting after a swan's flesh. Wu Qian is a Hidden Force expert. To think she'd fancy you? Heh, I reckon Sun Ranran in the back isn't bad either. She's Open Force; maybe she might fancy , haha!"
"Damn it! A rival in love! Sun Ranran is mine!!"
"Ah! Don't block ; I want to see my guy!"
The crowd buzzed with conversation; they were students, brimming with youth, the air filled with joyful spirits.
"Ridiculous! Truly ridiculous! Dignified Martial Artists, actually being watched by a bunch of ants!" Suddenly, a cold voice ca through, followed by Xun Hanying, shrouded in purple mist and exuding an evil aura, walking over.
"Who might you be?" asked Song Feiyue, who sensed hostility and stepped forward to inquire.
"Ants, you are not worthy to speak to !" Xun Hanying sneered, waving his hand casually and sweeping Song Feiyue more than ten ters away. Song Feiyue crashed to the ground, spitting blood, severely injured on the spot.
The surrounding people were instantly shocked. They looked toward Xun Hanying incredulously, their eyes filled with fear. A Hidden Force Martial Artist had been swept away and severely injured with just a casual gesture!
Too terrifying!
"You trash, don't even have the right to die by my hands." Xun Hanying sneered as he looked at Song Feiyue lying on the ground, saying indifferently, "I am here waiting for a little bastard nad Qin Heng, and for my sister, Xun Hanyan.
Once they arrive, I will, in front of them, torture you all to death one by one! HAHAHAHA!!"
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