Boarding Life

At the same time, after returning to his room, Qin Qi lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling.

He asked the mysterious woman, "After sleeping with Jiang Lin this time, I can faintly feel that my body has gained some enhancements."

"However, it's not as obvious as before. What's going on?"

The mysterious woman's lazy voice sounded, "Hmm, after reaching the Martial Artist stage, it's indeed not as easy to advance as it was before. Speaking of it, I don't think I've ever told you about what happens after becoming a Martial Artist!"

"After the Martial Artist stage?" Qin Qi quickly asked.

The mysterious woman calmly said, "What, did you think being a Martial Artist was the end? Hah, there are nine levels within the Martial Artist realm."

"Earlier, you had just entered the Martial Artist stage, at level one. Now, with the enhancement, you're at level three! While the number of Martial Artists in the world isn't large, there are still differences in strength among them!"

Qin Qi was taken aback.

After digesting the mysterious woman's words for a moment,

he caught on to something and said, "So you're saying, by sleeping with Jiang Lin, I've only advanced by two levels?"

The mysterious woman replied teasingly, "Hah, don't be ungrateful. For ordinary people, reaching the Martial Artist stage is as hard as reaching the sky, and even if they are lucky enough to make it, leveling up could take years of hard work!"

"You've jumped two levels in one go, and you're still not satisfied?"

Qin Qi said with a wry smile, "I just feel that at this rate of advancement, when will I ever be able to face Zuo Qingyue?"

He felt that although he had become much stronger compared to before, he was still far from being able to contend with Zuo Qingyue.

The mysterious woman said unhurriedly, "If you want to improve faster, there is a way!"

"What way?" Qin Qi immediately asked curiously.

The mysterious woman leisurely said, "As your strength increases, the effects of Yin-Yang Qi from ordinary women will become weaker. You can try to conquer some women with stronger abilities. If this woman is a Martial Artist, then the progress will be faster."

"If you can conquer some women stronger than you, like Zuo Qingyue... hehe, the advancement would be even more exaggerated!"

Qin Qi took a deep breath, "I'm not even a match for Zuo Qingyue, how can I conquer her?"

The mysterious woman laughed mischievously, "That's not necessarily. Conquering a woman doesn't always require you to be stronger. Besides, the thing women like most about you isn't your strength..."

"If you get a chance with this woman, with your resources, I believe given a few opportunities, you could definitely bring Zuo Qingyue down!"

"Damn, you really dare to think big, several opportunities?" Qin Qi shook his head helplessly.

However, what she said did give him a lot of ideas.

If he could conquer other women, why not Zuo Qingyue?

But he dared not easily engage in such reckless behavior.

He couldn't help but ask, "What's beyond the nine levels of the Martial Artist? What is Zuo Qingyue's strength?"

The mysterious woman yawned, "There's no point in you knowing so much now, but I might as well tell you, Zuo Qingyue's strength is beyond the ninth level of a Martial Artist!"

"One day, when you truly reach beyond the ninth level of the Martial Artist threshold, you'll have the ability to contend with her!"

Seeing that the mysterious woman wasn't saying more, Qin Qi didn't press further.

He lay on the bed, hands behind his head, and gradually fell into a slumber.

Meanwhile, unbeknownst to him.

In a hotel room under the Huang Family in Jiang Province.

Fatty Huang, seething with rage, grabbed a cup from the table and smashed it on the ground, "Why Qin Qi, he's only nineteen, how could he already be at the Martial Artist level? No way!"

"And the Tang Family dared to turn against us and help Qin Qi and the Han Family? Damn it, they all deserve to die, they all deserve to die!"

The old steward, as usual, stood nearby, sighed, and said, "Young Master, for Qin Qi to become a Martial Artist at such a young age, his future is limitless. We cannot provoke him any further."

Fatty Huang gritted his teeth, "What, do you mean I shouldn't mess with him? Bow and submit to him?"

The old steward looked at Fatty Huang's crazed demeanor and dared not speak for a moment.

Fatty Huang's deep voice resounded again, "What's the Mo Family's stance on Mo Jiulian's matter?"

"News hasn't reached Madam and Master yet, and the Mo Family is waiting. However, Master and Madam likely won't make a big fuss. No force would want to offend such a young Martial Artist!" The old steward advised earnestly.

There was a hint of reminder in his words.

But Fatty Huang's eyes remained chillingly cold, "Call Uncle Mo Bei, have him accompany me on a trip to Su City."

Upon hearing this, the old steward was startled, "Young Master, do we really want to offend such a young Martial Artist?"

"What, do you think Mo Bei, a well-known Martial Artist of the Mo Family, can't take on a Qin Qi?"

Fatty Huang coldly asserted, "Even if Qin Qi is a Martial Artist, as long as my parents are around, he's still nothing. This time, I'm going to Su City to show him the consequences of offending me!"

The old steward saw that Fatty Huang couldn't be swayed.

His gaze turned sharp, "Young Master, either don't act or make it absolute. Since we're going to remove Qin Qi, we must ensure we are fully prepared. Bring Zhao Ting along too; he's the most trusted right-hand of Master and Madam."

"With Zhao Ting and Mr. Mo Bei working together, we can be foolproof. This time in Su City, we must ensure there will no longer be anyone named Qin Qi!"

Upon hearing this, a cold smile appeared on Fatty Huang's lips, "Uncle Liu, you really think things through. With two Martial Artists taking action together, Qin Qi is doomed. Given that, let's first target that Han Siqi woman from the Han Family. I heard she's Qin Qi's woman?"

"Hehe, then let's capture her and make Qin Qi come over. In front of him, I'll toy with his woman!"

"Then, I'll torture him to death!"

His smile grew colder, devoid of any warmth.

...

The next morning.

Qin Qi and Bai Ying'er arrived at school as usual.

The school had already issued a notice that the end-of-term exams for freshmen would be in two weeks.

Just as Qin Qi finished reading the notice, his phone rang.

It was tagged as the "she-dog Qiqi."

Qin Qi answered the phone with a smile, "What's up!"

Han Siqi's voice tinkled like a bell, "Master, just as I guessed, this afternoon LuLu wants to find me, and also wants to ask me to make an appointment with you!"

Upon hearing this, the corners of Qin Qi's mouth also lifted into a smile.

Han Siqi's guess was spot on. Shen Lulu coming to him again was surely because she had seen his Martial Artist strength and needed something from him!

"Wait for me after school, then arrange someone to pick me up!" Qin Qi instructed.

"Yes, Master!" Han Siqi replied with an enticing tone.

Qin Qi hung up the phone, the corners of his mouth curled into a grin.

It looks like tonight, he can begin training Shen Lulu.