Martial Arrogance Dragon Soul-Chapter 97 - 95 Familiar Situations

When Qin Qing returned to the Qiuhai Villa, the sky had begun to flake with light snow again, which quickly intensified, and large snowflakes as big as bowls and plates twirled silently, soundlessly descending upon the earth.

In front of the Qiuhai Villa, there was a pond of moderate size.

Above the pond, there stood a pavilion.

Despite the deep winter of the twelfth lunar month, the pond had not frozen over.

Amidst the icy world of snow, there was instead a rising mist, trailing faintly upwards...

At the edge of the pond, moss had spread out, and amidst the snow-covered edges, patches of lush green grass poked through, showing a heart-thrilling vibrancy and warmth even in the heart of winter.

Entering the front courtyard, Qin Qing saw a young girl sitting in the pavilion.

The girl had delicate features, stunningly exquisite; her nose stood tall, lips gently pursed, her skin as soft and smooth as suet jade. With eyes cast downwards, revealing long, thick lashes, she was deeply absorbed in her embroidery.

Caught by this scene, Qin Qing couldn’t help but pause.

Snow falling like cotton, the pavilion over the water, a girl in a red dress... these elements came together to form a picturesque, intoxicating beauty.

This girl was naturally Jiang Ruorong.

Qin Shuang tiptoed over.

"Rong sister!"

It wasn’t until she neared the pavilion that she called out loudly.

"Ah?"

Jiang Ruorong, too focused on her embroidery, hadn’t noticed Qin Shuang’s approach. Startled by the shout, she instinctively stowed away the embroidery into her Spirit Ring.

"Rong sister, what are you doing?"

Qin Shuang asked with a laugh, hopping over.

"No... nothing..." Jiang Ruorong’s demeanor seemed somewhat unnatural.

Then she saw Bai Qiuhe, Qin Qing, and the others coming up behind.

Upon seeing Qin Qing, Jiang Ruorong’s cheeks appeared to grow even more flushed.

"Senior sister!"

Qin Qing walked over.

"Little junior brother, have you finished your training?" Jiang Ruorong asked with a smile.

"Yes!" Qin Qing nodded.

"Huh?" Jiang Ruorong suddenly noticed some injuries on Qin Shuang.

Though the Pharmacist had treated them, there were still bloodstains on her clothing, and several parts were torn.

"Shuang has been bullied!" Qin Qing said.

"What happened?" Jiang Ruorong frowned.

Qin Qing briefly recounted the incident.

After hearing the story, Jiang Ruorong angrily furrowed her brow, "That’s despicable. I knew Mo Zijin had ill intentions from the start, but I didn’t expect her to be so cruel! Shuang... let’s go. I’ll help you kill her!"

Jiang Ruorong’s voice was ice-cold, her body radiating murderous intent.

She genuinely cared for Shuang and wanted to take revenge for her.

"There’s no need, Rong sister!" Shuang spoke softly, "My brother has already avenged me. Mo Zijin has apologized, and even Elder Mo has apologized. Let’s just let the matter rest..."

"Shuang is right. Let’s put an end to this matter for now. Considering Elder Mo’s face, let’s not go too far!" Bai Qiuhe said.

Since her master had spoken, Jiang Ruorong naturally obeyed.

"Yes, master!" Jiang Ruorong nodded.

"Good!" Bai Qiuhe nodded, "Ruorong, do this... take Qin Qing for a walk around the Martial Institute to get familiar with the Great Qian Martial Institute. After all, it’s been three months since Qin Qing joined..."

"Sure!" Jiang Ruorong said with a smile, looking at Qin Qing, "Little junior brother, let’s go. I’ll take you around..."

"Alright, thank you, senior sister!" Qin Qing responded with a smile, pulling Shuang along, "Come on, Shuang. Let’s go have some fun..."

"Brother, Shuang won’t go!"

At that moment, Shuang blinked mischievously, "Brother, you have to work hard. I really don’t want to keep calling her ’Rong sister.’"

Shuang emphasized the word "sister" a bit too much.

Qin Qing didn’t catch on immediately, "What do you mean?"

Jiang Ruorong’s cheeks turned red at the side.

"Let’s go, little junior brother!" Jiang Ruorong urged.

Scratching his head, Qin Qing then followed Jiang Ruorong out of the Qiuhai Villa.

...

The Great Qian Martial Institute covered a vast area.

"The Martial Institute has a total of one hundred ninety-two buildings," Jiang Ruorong explained.

"Nearly half of them are residences for various Great Elders."

"The largest structure is the academic building. It’s where the students of the Great Qian Martial Institute study. The Elder of Transmission gives daily lessons here on cultivation or other subjects."

"Then there are the dormitories, the living quarters for the disciples. The vast majority of the disciples are ordinary apprentices who haven’t been accepted by an elder, so they must reside in the collective dormitories of the Institute."

"Look, up ahead... that’s the Great Qian Martial Institute’s Technique Pavilion!"

Jiang Ruorong pointed at a three-story building ahead.

This structure was an eight-sided pavilion with three levels.

"The Technique Pavilion is where all the cultivation techniques of the Institute are stored. Every disciple has a chance once a month to enter the Technique Pavilion for free!"

"You can’t take the techniques out of the Pavilion, disciples can only read them and practice inside... Of course, there is a time limit, a maximum of three days."

Qin Qing nodded in understanding.

For martial artists, cultivation techniques are precious.

But for the Martial Institute, it is equally so.

The leaking of techniques is a taboo, especially for those of decent quality, which ordinary people simply cannot access.

"That mountain over there has two buildings!" Jiang Ruorong pointed to another side, to a tree-covered hill blanketed by snow, whose lush vegetation concealed battlements and jutting eaves. Hanging from the eaves were strings of thick icicles.