Douluo: Star-Breaking Sword God

Chapter 13 Spicy Rabbit Head with Blue Silver Grass

"alright."

"Very good." Zhu Zhuyun handed him a token with the word "Zhu" engraved on it. "If you have any important matters, you can come to me. Also, I will notify you when you can leave."

After seeing Zhu Zhuyun off, Ling Qianyao packed his clothes and hurried back.

His chest still felt a little painful. Although Zhu Zhuyun didn't use his soul power in that punch, it hit him hard.

"This woman is really ruthless." Ling Qianyao muttered, but he didn't feel much resentment in his heart.

Zhu Zhuyun's punch was more of an expression of his complex emotions regarding his relationship with Zhu Qing.

If he put himself in Zhu Zhuyun's shoes, Ling Qianyao said that he might be even more ruthless. He hated the yellow-haired man so much that he would definitely pin him to the ground and rub him.

Fortunately, I don’t have a sister, otherwise if someone with the same role as me suddenly appeared, I would probably explode with anger.

"Zhu Qing, I'm back, Grandpa Jason?" Ling Qianyao was stunned.

I don’t know what Old Jason was saying to Zhu Zhuqing before, but she seemed to be listening very carefully, with a desire to explore on her little face.

Seeing Ling Qianyao coming back, Zhu Zhuqing's eyes first flashed with surprise, then she glanced at old Jason imperceptibly, and a trace of regret flashed in her eyes.

Ling Qianyao's heart sank. Was Grandpa Jason telling her about his dark history?
But, do I have any dark history? It seems I don’t.
"Qianyao, you're back just in time. I was just talking about you with Zhuqing."

Zhu Zhuqing opened her beautiful eyes slightly, coughed a few times, and tilted her little head to stop Old Jason from saying anything else.

He took two steps at a time and came to Ling Qianyao.

Seeing this, Old Jason stroked his beard and said with a smile, "Compared to an old man like me, it seems that Zhuqing would rather stay with you?"

Zhu Zhuqing blushed.

Ling Qianyao smiled and scratched his head. "Zhu Qing and I just came back not long ago. We just had lunch and were thinking of visiting everyone in the village tomorrow. I didn't expect Grandpa Jason to be here first."

"Why, you brat, you don't welcome me anymore?" Old Jason pretended to raise an eyebrow. "I think Zhuqing is a nice girl. It's okay if you don't come. It would be better if she can talk to me."

"Haha," Ling Qianyao shrugged, "You know that's not what I meant. Would you like to stay for dinner tonight?"

He took out the game he had just hunted from his arms and said, "I happened to kill two rabbits on the way back. We can have spicy rabbit meat tonight. I brewed a jar of wine in the backyard before I left. Grandpa Jason can drink it."

Old Jason looked at the rabbit in Ling Qianyao's hand and nodded, "Rabbit meat, the spicy rabbit head is the best, but..."

He glanced at Zhu Zhuqing behind Ling Qianyao, smiled, stood up, and walked out. "I won't bother you today. You just got back, so clean up well. Remember to come see me tomorrow."

Ling Qianyao tilted his head and looked at Zhu Zhuqing, whose face was still a little flushed. "Grandpa Jason didn't tell you about my dark history, right?"

"No, of course not."
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As dusk fell, Ling Qianyao dug out a roasted rabbit and a jar of wine from the backyard and sent them to old Jason's house.

Ling Qianyao still respected the village chief very much. As one of the few educated people in the village, he was named by him. After his grandmother passed away, he also took good care of her.

Ling Qianyao isn't the type to air his opinions on right and wrong; he prefers to express himself through his actions. If others treat him with sincerity, he will respond with sincerity and return the favor with a sincere heart.

But on the other hand, when he is nice to others, he expects them to be nicer to him, rather than letting them feel that they are awesome and act recklessly.

Ling Qianyao actually despises those who take other people's kindness for granted and even squander it.

The relationship between people should be based on mutual respect and understanding. If you are good to me, I will remember it and treat you better. If you don't take my kindness seriously, then there is no need for me to be so kind to you.

"Good boy," Old Jason took the thing and said good boy, but his body walked around Ling Qianyao and looked into the distance.

"Don't look anymore, Zhu Qing didn't come." Ling Qianyao said helplessly.

"Haha," Old Jason laughed awkwardly and patted Ling Qianyao on the shoulder. "Tell grandpa honestly, do you like this girl? I brought her back. I was hinting at Zhuqing just now, and the meaning revealed in my words and deeds is that I like you very much."

Old Jason suddenly sighed, "You've got to seize this opportunity. Don't wait until you're old and regret it, like a friend of mine did."

Ling Qianyao grinned, making friends out of nothing, right? "Grandpa, do you want a wife? If you want a wife, as long as you open your mouth, I will go to the city to introduce one to you."

"Go away! You have no respect for your elders!" Old Jason cursed with a smile and waved his hand. He raised his crutch as if to hit Ling Qianyao, but his eyes were full of doting.

Ling Qianyao dodged Old Jason's cane with a smile, turned around and left, waving his hand, "Don't worry, Grandpa Jason. Also, see you tomorrow."

"Yeah." Old Jason leaned against the door frame happily, looking at Ling Qianyao's receding back, his heart full of relief.

He picked up the rabbit head and took a bite, frowning slightly. "It tastes okay, but why didn't you add the blue silver grass? This kid has forgotten his own taste. Uh, I don't think I told him?"

Old Jason shook his head, went to a farther place, plucked some blue silver grass, broke it into pieces, added it to the rabbit meat, and took a bite.

"Mmm, refreshing and spicy, really not poking, really not poking."
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When Ling Qianyao returned to his residence, he found Zhu Zhuqing waiting for him in the courtyard. He greeted her and went to wash up first.

After washing up, Ling Qianyao returned to his room, wiping his wet hair, with the Star-Breaking Sword suspended in front of him.

The battle with Zhu Zhuyun during the day gave him a lot of inspiration.

He had just recently lit up the seven acupuncture points on his spine that symbolized the Big Dipper, and it was also the first time he used the amplification of the seven stars at the same time.

Pojun brings bonus to attack power, Wuqu brings boiling fighting spirit, Jumen brings bonus to defense, and so on.

The coordination and switching between the seven stars gave him more possibilities and changes in battle. Ling Qianyao stood in the center of the room, gazing at the suspended Star-Breaking Sword, silently recalling every detail of the day's battle.

"The force was still too weak. The stab didn't hit the target."

"When seven stars are used together, the speed at which soul power is consumed is completely incomparable to when six stars are used. It seems to have doubled directly.

but"

He looked at the hilt of the Star-Breaking Sword, where the Big Dipper shimmered faintly. "I have a feeling something is missing. The strength of the Big Dipper should be more than this."

(End of this chapter)