Chapter 116: Return to Qi Ming, Qin Feng's Terrible Strength

Chapter 116 Return to Qiming, Qin Feng’s Terrifying Strength—

On the top terrace of the North Crown Tower, the night breeze was cool, brushing against two still figures.

The dazzling lights of Qiming Star’s bustling city lay beneath them, like an inverted river of stars.

“Now, there are exactly two weeks left until this year’s Qiming Inter-School League officially begins.”

Lin Yue’s voice broke the silence.

She turned her head, looking at the young man beside her who had been reborn in just one year, a hint of relief in her eyes.

“You’ve come back at just the right time. For these two weeks, do nothing but rest well—completely let go of that tense killing intent and spirit from the battlefield, adjust to your best state. Then, go submit your registration application.”

Her gaze seemed to pierce through the night sky, gazing toward a more distant future.

“Win the ‘Qiming Star General,’ then immediately apply for graduation. With the title of ‘Qiming Star General’ and your terrifying strength and potential, the top few Star Martial Universities in the Canaan Galaxy will all open their doors to you. By then, your path of martial arts will truly be a smooth road.”

“Yes, Teacher.”

Qin Feng nodded firmly.

“Thank you. I’m grateful for your care over this past year.”

He turned to Lin Yue and bowed solemnly.

This bow came from the heart.

He knew well that without Lin Yue’s protection and guidance this year, he might have long died on the brutal battlefield of Purgatory-VII, let alone achieved what he had now.

Seeing this, Lin Yue waved her hand, a rare smile appearing on her face.

“Alright, cut the formalities.”

She laughed. “I became your guardian as part of an Empire mission, with generous contribution point rewards. And when you killed the Greenskins, the Empire gave me contribution points, which I then converted into credits and resources for you according to school rules. When you tally it all up, I, as your teacher, still came out ahead. So, no need to thank me.”

Though she said that, Qin Feng knew that over the past year, Lin Yue’s care for him had far exceeded the scope of an ordinary mission.

Whether it was imparting combat techniques without reservation or tirelessly sparring and guiding him when he hit a bottleneck, he kept this kindness firmly in his heart.

Some gratitude need not be spoken.

“Alright, go back.”

Lin Yue waved her hand. “You’ve been away for a whole year. Your two roommates probably won’t even recognize you when they see you again.”

Hearing this, Qin Feng smiled.

He bowed once more to Lin Yue, then turned and strode briskly toward the dormitory building.

…

Dormitory 402.

When Qin Feng used his terminal to open that familiar yet unfamiliar door, a long-lost feeling surged in his heart.

The room was exactly as he had left it, spotlessly clean. Clearly, Qian Duoduo and Shi Potian had been maintaining this small space for him.

He walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down. The soft touch brought a hint of relaxation to his body, which had been tense for a year on the battlefield.

He didn’t rush to contact his roommates. Instead, he opened his contact list and dialed the pinned, most familiar number.

It was his father, Qin Dahai.

The call connected quickly, and a clear holographic image projected in the center of the living room.

In the image, his father Qin Dahai was sitting in a spacious, bright study. Behind him was a huge bookshelf filled with professional books on power armor design and mechanical structure.

“Xiao Feng!”

Seeing Qin Feng’s figure, Qin Dahai’s face immediately lit up with a joyful and loving smile.

“Dad.”

Qin Feng smiled too.

“You… you’re back? Back at school?”

Qin Dahai asked excitedly.

“Yeah, just got back. The mission is over.”

“Good, good, good! It’s great that you’re back!”

His father asked a series of questions, his eyes full of concern.

“I’m fine, everything’s good. I’ve gotten a lot stronger.”

Qin Feng replied with a smile. “How’s home? Are you doing well?”

“Good, everything’s great!”

Qin Dahai said happily. “Don’t worry, everything at home is fine now! Your uncle, Wang Ming—he’s really made something of himself!”

Mentioning his brother-in-law, Qin Dahai’s tone was filled with pride.

“Ever since you helped him solve the factory’s troubles last time, it’s like he had an epiphany. He threw himself into learning power armor design. And you know what? He’s really talented at it! At the end of last year, he successfully passed the Level 1 Power Armor Designer certification! Now he’s working at ‘Tiangong Group,’ the biggest power armor manufacturing company in Qiming Star, leading a team! I hear he’s making over two hundred thousand Empire credits a month now!”

“He’s currently studying for the Level 2 certification, busy day and night with books. He keeps telling me that once he becomes a senior designer, he’ll personally design the strongest custom power armor for you!”

Hearing about his uncle, a warmth surged in Qin Feng’s heart.

“What about the two little ones? How are they?” Qin Feng asked again.

“Those two? You don’t need to worry about them at all!”

Qin Dahai beamed. “I don’t know if it’s because our ancestors’ graves are smoking with good fortune, but their martial arts talent is far better than mine or your uncle’s back then! They’re only in eighth grade now, and their Vitality Index has already reached 0.8!”

“I estimate that in another year, by the time they’re in ninth grade, breaking through a Vitality Index of 1.2 is a sure thing! When that happens, I’ll have them both apply to Qiming No. 1 High School! Follow in their big brother’s footsteps!”

“Good, that’s really good.”

Qin Feng nodded firmly.

“By the way, Dad, what about you? Did you buy the medicine I told you about last time? Have you used it?”

“I’m using it, of course I am.”

Qin Dahai’s face showed a gratified smile. “You know, those medicines really work. I feel like my body is even better than when I was young. So, your dad has also started practicing martial arts again.”

“I’m not aiming for killing or fighting—I’ve had enough of that in my life. I’m just practicing to prolong my life, to maintain my health. I want to live a few more years, stay healthy, so I can see you brothers go higher and fly farther.”

These simple, unadorned words made Qin Feng’s eyes sting slightly.

Father and son talked for a long time.

Finally, Qin Feng said, “Dad, tell Uncle and the others. In about two weeks, this year’s Qiming Inter-School League will start. I’ll be participating this time. Make sure to watch.”

“Good! Good! We’ll definitely watch! I’ll have your uncle take leave, and the whole family will cheer for you!”

Qin Dahai said excitedly.

After a few more pleasantries, Qin Feng ended the call.

The holographic image in the center of the living room vanished, and the room fell silent again.

Just then.

“Click——”

The dormitory door was pushed open from the outside.

Qian Duoduo and Shi Potian walked in, chatting and laughing.

“…I’m telling you, the guy with the whip I ran into in the private domain today was a real freak. That whip technique was impossible to defend against. I…”

Qian Duoduo’s words cut off mid-sentence.

His gaze, along with Shi Potian’s, simultaneously fell upon the figure sitting on the living room sofa, slowly lifting its head.

In an instant.

A bone-chilling, terrifying killing intent, as if born from the depths of the Nine Nether Hells, surged toward them like a tangible wave, crashing down!

It was a pure, extreme will to kill—forged only through countless life-and-death battles amidst mountains of corpses and seas of blood!

Qian Duoduo’s body stiffened abruptly!

The smile on his face froze instantly, replaced by a deathly pallor!

Every hair on his body stood on end; his heart felt as if it were gripped by an invisible hand, nearly ceasing to beat.

He felt like a rabbit stared down by a prehistoric tyrannosaur, unable to muster even a shred of resistance!

Beside him, Shi Potian’s reaction was even more violent!

His perception of killing intent was far sharper than Qian Duoduo’s.

The moment he sensed that aura, the energy within him instinctively and wildly surged into motion!

He subconsciously assumed a defensive stance, his eyes locked on the figure on the sofa, cold sweat pouring down his forehead.

He felt as if he were being targeted by a dormant primordial beast.

If he made the slightest move, the next second, he would be torn to shreds!

The entire dormitory fell into a suffocating silence.

Until the figure on the sofa slowly blinked, and that terrifying killing intent receded like a tide, swiftly fading away.

“Ahem.”

Qin Feng looked at the two, their faces pale as if facing a great enemy, and a hint of embarrassment crept onto his expression.

“Uh… it’s me.”

“Holy… crap!”

Only upon hearing that familiar voice did Qian Duoduo seem to come back to life. His legs went weak, and he nearly collapsed to the floor. Leaning against the wall, he gasped for air, his voice trembling as he cried out, “Old, Old Qin?! Is that you back?!”

“What the hell have you been doing this past year?! You didn’t actually go to war, did you?!”

Qian Duoduo pointed at Qin Feng, his voice shaking, “That move just now—you looked like you crawled out of a pile of corpses! That killing intent all over you, you can’t hide it!”

Shi Potian slowly lowered his defensive stance and let out a long sigh.

He looked at Qin Feng, nodded solemnly, and acknowledged, “Definitely been to war. And the kind where people really die. It’s obvious.”

He paused, then added, “In that instant just now, I could clearly feel… Old Qin had the thought of killing us.”

“Ahem.”

Qin Feng’s expression grew even more awkward.

He scratched his head and explained, “Yeah… there are some aftereffects. After spending so long on the battlefield, I jump at every little sound. When you two pushed the door open just now, I instinctively treated you as enemies.”

(End of this chapter)