God-Level Special Forces Soldier

After a long while, the Immortal Envoy finally spoke, asking, ”Junior Sister, are you serious?!”

The one who asked was an elderly man with a cane, his face was a web of wrinkles devoid of much expression, showing only a touch of solemnity in his eyes.

When people met his gaze, it seemed as if all secrets were laid bare, let alone attempting to lie under his scrutiny!

”Senior Sister!”

The woman bowed her hands toward the elder’s gaze and spoke boldly, ”If the senior sisters do not believe, I can prove it to you!”

...

After Bai Xiaoxuan finished her demonstration, no one in the loft spoke for five minutes, making Ji Dantong feel tense, not daring to breathe loudly.

The elderly man with the cane was so excited he was trembling and gestured, saying, ”Come, child.”

Bai Xiaoxuan was somewhat apprehensive but still stepped forward.

The old man grasped her wrist firmly, his eyes welling with tears, and murmured, ”Even if it costs my life, I must cultivate you into a talent!”

Hearing such words from the highly respected senior sister, the Immortal Envoys dared not dissent, all expressing their intent to bring out their unique skills to cultivate Bai Xiaoxuan fully without compromising her foundation.

...

As Ji Dantong, somewhat exhausted, walked out of the loft, she saw a woman standing under the sunset. The golden light enveloped her, fully revealing her graceful figure.

Ji Dantong frowned and quickly hid the paper ball in her hand, heading straight to her quarters, desperately wanting a good sleep!

”Junior Sister, that draft your master deemed worthless, should be drawn by a man, right?” Sun Miaohan said without turning around, causing Ji Dantong, who was walking far ahead, to stop.

”It’s not!”

Unwilling to deal with Sun Miaohan any further, Ji Dantong responded curtly and prepared to leave, but the latter continued, ”The strokes are strong and precise, neither too much nor too little, perfectly balanced.”

”If it were drawn by a woman, the strokes might not be so profound.” Sun Miaohan chuckled, ”Moreover, the drawing has evidently been modified, and the style... should be yours!”

Ji Dantong felt a chill in her heart. Though she was annoyed by Sun Miaohan’s confident demeanor, she had to admit sometimes this senior sister’s keen observation and assessment were frighteningly accurate!

”You mentioned going deep into Kunlun this time, so the person drawing for you was someone you met there, right?” Sun Miaohan quizzically glanced at Ji Dantong.

”…” Ji Dantong remained silent, only casting a cold glance at Sun Miaohan. She was not only too tired to spar verbally but knew she couldn’t outwit this versatile senior sister even in full spirit.

Fewer words mean fewer errors, so it’s better to quietly watch her. She would naturally stop when bored.

”Sigh, Junior Sister, we grew up together. I care about you and fear you may be deceived by those hypocrites, but I didn’t expect you to be so resistant!”

Sun Miaohan looked hurt, and tears shimmered faintly in her beautiful eyes.

”If I meet the one who drew for you in Kunlun, I will test him for you, and I will personally prove to you that there’s no such thing as a good man in this world!” Sun Miaohan declared confidently.

In Ji Dantong’s beautiful eyes flashed a moment of shame and anger. Then she took a deep breath, saying, ”Are you done talking? If so, I’m going to rest!”

When only Sun Miaohan was left outside the spacious loft, the woman sighed with some complexity, ”This girl is still so gullible, nearly twenty, easily seen through at a glance, just a casual probe reveals her hand.”

Then, Sun Miaohan walked away into the fading shadows, no longer exuding her eternal confidence and indifference, but a sense of loneliness and solitude...

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Under the night sky of the campus, Xiao Tian and Lin Bingxuan walked hand in hand. A few groups of female students passing by couldn’t help but glance at Xiao Tian.

However, when someone attempted to approach, seeing Lin Bingxuan beside him, they hesitated and stepped back.

Nowadays, Lin Bingxuan was quite a celebrity at Shanghai University, undoubtedly linked to her speech at the previous school anniversary.

In this regard, Saintly Virtue Daoist and his two disciples contributed greatly since a mere speech was not enough for people to remember someone, even with Lin Bingxuan’s beauty and a series of press releases from the company, it couldn’t surpass a shocking blunder.

From then on, this year’s anniversary at Shanghai University was destined to be a historic grand event, its scale, widespread influence, and unprecedented response made it remarkable!

But, without the incidents involving Saintly Virtue Daoist and others, it would have been a textbook-perfect event.

In an afternoon, according to Qin Shaoyuan’s friend’s statement, the two had been to no less than five locations, but still couldn’t find the target.

However, Lin Bingxuan seemed a bit anxious, while Xiao Tian was not as rushed, leisurely wandering around, much to her dissatisfaction.

Seeing Lin Bingxuan’s obvious displeasure, Xiao Tian gently kissed her on the cheek and said, ”Don’t be upset. Although I can’t use True Qi right now, you are still here!”

Lin Bingxuan couldn’t help but laugh, ”You, you’re not worried about yourself at all!”

Xiao Tian was about to respond with a smile, but Lin Bingxuan’s face suddenly turned serious, ”If you merely can’t use True Qi, it wouldn’t matter as an ordinary person. But haven’t you heard what Ghost Face said? If we don’t quickly stop the genetic breakdown, who knows what might happen, and it would be irreversible!”

”You believe him?” Xiao Tian laughed, ”We’ve got a solid foundation, not as serious as he says. So cheer up, you look prettier when you smile, don’t always frown!”

Facing Xiao Tian’s nonchalance, Lin Bingxuan finally couldn’t help but ask, ”And what if it’s my genes breaking down? Would you still be able to laugh?!”

Xiao Tian was taken aback, finally left speechless, and his expression turned serious, ”Alright, let’s hurry up then!”

As they spoke, the two arrived at the basketball court, and after a quick scan, they finally spotted Qin Shaoyuan among the crowd.

Xiao Tian stepped forward but before he could speak, a flying basketball struck the skinny Qin Shaoyuan, knocking him to the ground.

”Hey, bring the ball back!”

Following the voice, they saw a group of three boys and five girls under the basketball hoop, arrogantly shouting, as if picking up the ball for them was an honor!

Their expressions showed no remorse for hitting someone, instead a look of indifference.