Qin Wentian didn't expect Leng Ning to agree. It seemed that although this beauty looked cold, her heart was actually quite pure. If not, she wouldn't have agreed to let strangers stay in her house. After all, this was the first day they met.
"Hehe, beauty Leng Ning, you better take note of your status. It wouldn't be good if my uncle found out about this," a voice drifted over. Yan Kong walked over and mocked Leng Ning.
Leng Ning's countenance turned extremely unsightly as she spat out a single word, "Scram."
"Hmph, Leng Ning, you'd better be more polite to me." Yan Kong coldly laughed as he flicked his sleeves and left. There were a few people following behind him, and one of them laughed, "This lass from the Leng Clan is truly beautiful. What a pity. But Yan Kong, you are truly blessed. Even Bailu Yi praised you for having a cultivation base at the peak of the second-ranked. Maybe … you might have a chance."
Yan Kong's countenance brightened as he turned his head to glance at Leng Ning. This lass was very beautiful, but sadly, she wasn't his. However, when he thought of Bailu Yi's alluring figure and pure countenance, his heart couldn't help but palpitate with eagerness. As long as he performed well this month, he could join the White Deer Institute as a guest elder and interact with Bailu Yi frequently.
Thinking of this, Yan Kong left with an arrogant expression on his face.
"Let's go." Leng Ning spoke in a low voice. It was unknown if it was because of Yan Kong's words, but her countenance was as cold as ice, as though she had something on her mind. She even ignored Fan Le's attempts to disturb her, causing Qin Wentian to guess that Leng Ning must have met with some trouble.
The Leng Clan could be considered a major clan in this region, much larger compared to the Mo Clan in Chu. Any clan in the Moon Continent would be incomparable to the Chu Country.
After walking for a while, two silhouettes appeared in front of them. It was a young man and a young woman.
"Over here." Leng Ning intentionally avoided them, but the young woman had already called out with a smile, "Leng Ning, why are you leaving the moment you see me?"
"Leng Lin, what's the matter?" Leng Ning asked with a frown.
"I heard you went to the White Deer Institute to study Divine Inscriptions? Why do you have to work so hard? When the time comes, you can just marry him. At that time, your status will also rise. "Leng Lin's tone seemed a little strange.
"Let's go." Leng Ning didn't want to bother with Leng Lin, as she whispered to Qin Wentian and the rest behind her.
"Hehe, you actually brought a few men back. You have to be careful of your image. Could it be that you want to learn from me and find someone reliable?" As Leng Lin spoke, she leaned on the body of the young man beside her. The young man watched on calmly with a smile on his face, contemplating Leng Ning and the others.
Leng Ning didn't intend to waste any more time, and continued walking forwards. Qin Wentian walked to the side of Leng Ning, and upon seeing the baleful look on her face, he couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "The clan arranged a marriage for you, are you not willing?"
Qin Out, Qin Clan, Leng Ning didn't even bother to ask. glances, Ling Ning's words.'s.. "'t" hear. "Ning're."
It seemed like this matter was Leng Ning's Achilles' heel.
As the young miss of the Leng Clan, Leng Ning had her own private courtyard. There were many rooms in this courtyard. She pointed to a room and said to Qin Wentian, "You stay in this room, he'll stay in that room, and that fatty will stay in the room furthest to the side."
"Why am I staying in the room furthest to the side?" Fan Le asked with a bitter expression.
"I'm worried about you." Leng Ning coldly replied, causing Fan Le's countenance to crumble.
"Nonsense, what nonsense." At this moment, an enraged voice drifted over, followed by the sound of footsteps. A middle-aged man walked over, sweeping a glance at Qin Wentian and the rest as he coldly asked, "Who are they?"
"A friend I met in the White Deer Institute." Leng Ning's countenance was as cold as ever.
"They studied Divine Inscriptions together with you? What a joke, do you think you can solve this problem by finding a few random men? Are you trying to anger the Yan Clan? "The middle-aged man angrily berated," Let them leave. "
"You don't need to interfere in my matters." Leng Ning bluntly stated.
"I'm your father." The middle-aged man raged.
"Hehe, so you still remember that you're my father?" Leng Ning's eyes flickered with coldness.
"How infuriating. Why are you so immature? I'm doing this for your own good. That's a third-ranked Grandmaster we're talking about." The middle-aged man pointed at Leng Ning.
"Scram!" Leng Ning roared.
"You …" The silhouette of the middle-aged man flickered as he lifted his palm, preparing to strike out. However, Leng Ning merely stared coldly at him.
"You're on your own now." The middle-aged man didn't continue his attack, he flicked his sleeves and left.
Qin Wentian and the rest were all dumbfounded. Things seemed to be a little complicated, but as outsiders, it wasn't their place to comment on it.
After Leng Ning returned to her room, Qin Wentian and the rest also returned to their own rooms to rest. In his room, Qin Wentian sat cross-legged as he examined his Yuanfu. His three Yuanfu were akin to pools of water, filled with Astral Energy, and there were even traces of Divine Energy within. The reason why Qin Wentian's mastery of Divine Inscriptions was so high was because he was constantly using Divine Inscriptions to condense and condense Divine Energy.
Currently, to Qin Wentian, he only needed a short amount of time to condense a second-ranked Divine Inscription.
"Cultivating in the Yuanfu Realm is truly difficult. Especially for me, I still need to condense three Yuanfu." Qin Wentian was extremely depressed. Previously, his cultivation speed was extremely fast, but now that he stepped into Yuanfu, he was only at the second level of Yuanfu. However, the amount of Astral Energy contained in his Yuanfu was much greater compared to others.
The door opened, and Little Rascal popped its head in. After which, Qin Wentian heard a squeaking sound in his mind, as though Little Rascal wanted to say something to him.
After which, Qin Wentian saw Little Rascal turning around, as though it was hinting for him to leave.
Qin Wentian felt that something was amiss, but he still followed Little Rascal out. Little Rascal turned back to look at him, before running towards Leng Ning's room.
"You want me to go in?" Qin Wentian asked in a low voice, as Little Rascal nodded its head.
Qin Wentian smiled bitterly, he didn't know what Little Rascal was trying to say, but he still went to Leng Ning's room. The door wasn't closed, and he could see Leng Ning sitting there, crying her eyes out. This caused Qin Wentian to be stunned, this cold beauty was actually secretly wiping away her tears.
Upon seeing Qin Wentian walking over, Leng Ning hurriedly turned her head away as she coldly asked, "What are you doing in here?"
Qin Wentian smiled bitterly as he walked towards Leng Ning. He sat down at the tea table opposite of Leng Ning as he asked in a low voice, "Is there something that you can't get over? Why must you do this?"
Leng Ning stared at Qin Wentian, and upon seeing his clear eyes, she couldn't help but to think that this fellow was indeed handsome, just a little too exaggerated.
"That person earlier was my father. He and his clan arranged a marriage for me, to marry Yan Kong's uncle, the Yan Kong I met back in the White Deer Institute. His uncle is a man in his seventies or eighties, but that's still fine. Most people in their seventies or eighties would still look like middle-aged men due to their cultivation, but his uncle has an extremely ugly appearance.
"What's even more ridiculous is that he has already married a few wives, and all of them have gone mad … yes, mad, they were abused to the point of insanity. Yan Kong's uncle is a sadist, a madman, and my father wanted me to marry him."
Leng Ning started crying again, her eyes red. "What's even more ridiculous is that they even said that it was for my own good. Isn't it because that old ghost is a third-ranked Divine Inscriptionist, and can help them? Hence, they wanted to sacrifice me, pushing me into the hands of the devil. "
Qin Wentian was stunned speechless when he heard Leng Ning's words. Could the great clans really be so cruel? For the sake of their own selfish desires, they would even sacrifice their own women? This was too much.
Qingcheng was born in the Mo Clan, but Mo Tianlin doted on her a lot. His father, Qin Chuan, also had deep feelings for her.
"Is there no other way?" Qin Wentian asked in a low voice.
"There is, we need to find someone with outstanding talent. That Leng Lin from before, she's my cousin. Initially, the clan chose her, but she found a man, the one you saw earlier, a peak-tier second-ranked Divine Inscriptionist with a cultivation base at the third level of Yuanfu. Leng Lin then said that she wanted me to marry him, hence, the clan chose me. Hehe, how laughable."
At this moment, Leng Ning was extremely weak. She lay on the chair, staring at Qin Wentian as a thought flashed through her mind. Wasn't this fellow also a Divine Inscriptionist?
But in the next moment, her countenance darkened. How could she have such a thought? Although this fellow was handsome, he was actually an arrogant and boastful fellow.
"Second-ranked Divine Inscriptionist? Seems like the requirements of your clan aren't too high." Qin Wentian laughed.
Leng Ning was speechless when she heard Qin Wentian's words. "Could it be that you are a peak-tier second-ranked Divine Inscriptionist and are prepared to marry me? If that's the case, I'm really willing to marry you. "
"Eh …" Qin Wentian's face was filled with black lines. This … this was really troublesome. It was impossible for him to marry Leng Ning.
"Forget it. How could I say such an idiotic thing? You." Leng Ning shook her head as she stared at Qin Wentian. "But you are also quite adorable. The Divine Inscriptions you inscribe during the examination are the simplest, yet your tone is so arrogant. I really don't know what you are thinking."
After speaking, Leng Ning started laughing. Qin Wentian couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he saw how beautiful Leng Ning was when she laughed.
"Actually, you look even better when you laugh. Why must you be so Cold? Just let nature take its course. Maybe when the time comes, there will be a solution." Qin Wentian persuaded.
"Fine, I'll laugh." Leng Ning's mood lightened up after she spoke. She glared at Qin Wentian with hidden bitterness, exuding an aura of femininity.
"Actually, I'm a third-ranked Divine Inscriptionist." Qin Wentian spoke to Leng Ning. He didn't know if he could help her or not.
Leng Ning froze for a moment before giggling. "I know, the person in your heart is Mo Qingcheng from the Pill Emperor Hall. The two of you are in love with each other. This time around, you came to the Moon Continent to look for Mo Qingcheng, right?"
"Mhm." Qin Wentian seriously nodded his head.
Leng Ning was completely speechless. "Good, good. Thank you for listening to me. You should leave now, this is my room."
"Eh …" Qin Wentian smiled bitterly. Was he so untrustworthy? In any case, he still had to stay here for a period of time. He might as well see if he could help this pitiful lass. As for marrying her, Qin Wentian had no such thoughts.
After Qin Wentian left, Leng Ning shook her head and whispered, "What a braggart. If you were a third-ranked Divine Inscriptionist, I would even be willing to be your concubine."
Qin Wentian's perception was extremely sharp. Upon hearing Leng Ning's words, he almost fell to the ground. His face was filled with black lines. This … could he still reveal his talent as a third-ranked Divine Inscriptionist in the future?
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