Swallowing the Stars: The Birth of a Cosmic God King

Three months.

Time slips away quietly amidst cultivation and companionship.

Yan Ning and Qin Xiuyue were almost inseparable, practicing their swordsmanship intensely.

Qin Xiuyue has an extremely high talent for swordsmanship.

Yan Ning taught her the first move of the "Nine Blades of Meteorite Ink" technique, "Severing the Flow".

Although it is not a complete secret method, it is only some of the techniques for using "momentum".

But for Qin Xiuyue, it opened a new door.

In just three months.

Her swordsmanship has improved by at least 30%.

Yan Ning's own progress is even more astonishing.

These three months.

He thoroughly refined and absorbed the energy of the dragon blood and the spirit of the thousand-year-old plants that remained in his body.

Those warm currents that seeped into every part of the body were gradually unearthed and transformed into real cultivation through daily practice.

Martial arts cultivation level: Intermediate War God.

Spiritual Master cultivation level: Intermediate War God.

Breakthroughs in both areas!

The arc blade disc also unlocked its first form under the nourishment of spiritual power!

In its first form, the Arc Blade Disc's attack power increases several times over, making it easy to take the head of a high-level War God-level psychic.

Even if he were a planetary-level mentalist, Yan Ning was confident he could fight him.

As for Li Chongshan...

Once a high-level War God mentalist breaks through to the planetary level, they will become the first planetary-level mentalist on Blue Star.

Those beings at that level employ unpredictable and unpredictable methods, making them impossible to defend against.

but.

Yan Ning was not intimidated.

He has far too many trump cards up his sleeve.

The Black God Set can deflect all attacks below the Planetary level and also has an excellent damage reduction effect against Planetary level attacks.

Mo Yun Teng has broken through to the second level of the planetary level, and its defense and attack power far exceed those of ordinary planetary level warriors.

After the Arc Blade Disc unlocks its first form, its attack power increases dramatically.

And him himself.

Both the martial artist and the mentalist have reached the intermediate level of War God. With the help of the Nine Blades of Meteorite, they are not afraid of either close or long-range combat.

"Even if Li Chongshan breaks through, it won't be that easy for him to kill me."

"Even... it's not certain who will kill whom!"

But Yan Ning had no intention of provoking them.

Time is on his side.

The Li family lost their only son and hated him to the bone, wishing they could tear him to pieces.

But the more anxious the Li family becomes, the more likely they are to make mistakes.

Yan Ning only needs to stay calm, cultivate, and become stronger. With each passing day, his strength will increase by one point.

Every month, the Li family's advantage diminishes by one point!

The longer it drags on, the better it will be for him.

As for the money, Yan Ning was not worried at all.

The last two months in Kunlun Base City yielded a total of nearly 70 billion. After deducting various expenses and the 15 billion spent on buying the Water of Life for Zhao Tieshan, there is still a balance of about 45 billion.

This money is more than enough to support Yan Xi and Yan Yang, and even if Su Wanqing's child is born, there will be no pressure.

Su Wanqing's due date is in the next two months.

She needed to support her back when walking, but she was in good spirits. Shen Yao and Zhao Zixuan took turns taking care of her, and the three women got along well.

Everything is moving in a positive direction.

......

That evening.

Yan Ning received a message.

It was a message from Qin Xiuyue: "Are you free tonight? Let's have dinner together."

Yan Ning raised an eyebrow.

For the past three months, they have met almost every day, but Qin Xiuyue has never taken the initiative to ask him out.

They always ate at home; Shen Yao cooked, and everyone ate together.

Going out to eat alone...

This is the first time.

Are you free? What time?

[7 PM, Genting Pavilion, I've booked the whole place.]

Genting Pavilion.

The best restaurant in Nanjiang Base City, and also the place where he and Su Wanqing first met.

......

7 PM.

Cloud Pavilion, top-floor private room.

When Yan Ning arrived, Qin Xiuyue was already there.

She sat by the window, the afterglow of the setting sun streaming through the French windows and turning her long hair golden.

She wore a black dress, simple and elegant, but with an excellent cut that perfectly accentuated her figure.

Her collarbones were exquisite, and her skin was as white as jade, glowing against the black dress.

Yan Ning paused for a moment.

In these three months, he had seen Qin Xiuyue's heroic figure in combat uniform, her casualness in casual clothes, and her competence in training clothes.

But this was the first time I'd seen her wearing a dress.

Very beautiful.

It's not that kind of delicate beauty.

It is a powerful kind of beauty, like a drawn sword, its sharpness fully revealed, yet carefully concealed beneath the black hem of the skirt.

"What are you looking at?"

Qin Xiuyue noticed his gaze, tilted her head slightly, and spoke in a calm tone, but her ears turned slightly red.

"Look at you." Yan Ning walked over and sat down opposite her. "You look beautiful today."

Qin Xiuyue's face flushed slightly, but she quickly regained her indifferent expression.

She picked up the water glass on the table, took a sip, as if trying to hide something.

"I asked you out because I have something to tell you." She put down her water glass and looked at Yan Ning.

"Um."

Qin Xiuyue was silent for a few seconds before speaking, her voice softer than usual: "I've thought a lot these past three months."

Yan Ning remained silent, listening quietly.

"Initially, I agreed to marry you because I lost a bet."

Qin Xiuyue's fingers gently caressed the rim of the glass. "I, Qin Xiuyue, keep my word. If I lose, I lose, and I won't renege on my promise. But at that time, I only regarded 'marrying you' as a promise that I had to fulfill."

She paused, then looked up and met Yan Ning's eyes.

"But things are different now."

Yan Ning's heart beat slightly faster.

"I have seen your talent, character, and personality."

"You are better than me, but you never show off; you have secrets, but you never hide them from me... At least, you have never lied to me."

"For the past three months, you've taught me swordsmanship without holding anything back."

Qin Xiuyue continued, "You are very good to Shen Yao, Zhao Zixuan, and Su Wanqing, and you are also very good to the children. You are loyal to your friends and decisive in killing your enemies."

She took a deep breath, as if making some important decision.

"So... I'm willing."

Yan Ning was taken aback: "Willingly what?"

Qin Xiuyue glared at him, her blush deepening: "I am willing to marry you!"

It's not because you won the bet, not because of Grandpa's arrangements, but because of... you.

After she finished speaking, her ears turned bright red, and she lowered her head, not daring to look Yan Ning in the eye.

Yan Ning looked at her, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart.

This woman is proud, stubborn, and unwilling to admit defeat. Getting her to say "I am willing" is harder than winning a tough battle.

"Xiuyue," Yan Ning called softly.

Qin Xiuyue raised her head, and the layer of ice in her eyes had melted, revealing something soft and warm underneath.

"I'm willing to do it," Yan Ning said.

Qin Xiuyue paused for a moment, then smiled slightly.

This was the first time Yan Ning had seen her smile so happily.

The two talked for a long time.

From cultivation to daily life, from the past to the future, from Nanjiang to Kunlun.

Qin Xiuyue talked a lot about her childhood.

After her parents sacrificed their lives, how did her grandfather raise her, teach her cultivation, and help her up every time she fell?

Her eyes were slightly red as she said these words.

Yan Ning listened quietly, occasionally interjecting a word, but mostly just being a listener.