Stronger with More Jobs-Chapter 389 - 216: The Old Man’s Terror and My Advice to Bring an Extra Set of Clothes

Chapter 389: Chapter 216: The Old Man’s Terror and My Advice to Bring an Extra Set of Clothes

Hong Qitian listened to Fang Qingyu’s clear and logical analysis, a hint of appreciation flashing in his cloudy old eyes.

This kid, not only has his power improved at an alarming rate, but his mind is also meticulous enough.

He picked up his teacup, gently blew on the steam, and did not immediately respond, as if weighing something.

Fang Qingyu didn’t urge him, patiently waiting.

A moment later, Hong Qitian took a sip of tea, put down the cup, and finally spoke, his voice steady:

"Just wait."

"In a couple of days, I’ll send someone to find you."

"He will help you with your identity issue."

Fang Qingyu felt certain and nodded: "Alright."

With the matter settled, Fang Qingyu picked up his teacup and took a sip as well.

The tea was slightly astringent at first, then transformed into a warm, gentle flow sliding into his stomach, leaving a fragrance on his lips and teeth, and a faint cooling sensation nourishing his spirit.

Good tea!

A hint of surprise flashed in Fang Qingyu’s eyes.

Hong Qitian watched Fang Qingyu drink tea, then looked at his calm face, which harbored incredible power, with a barely noticeable curiosity in his eyes, and asked:

"But... you’ve just broken through to Martial Arts Grandmaster, yet you’re eager to find that guy? Aren’t you afraid of flipping over?"

"That guy is very cautious, to the point of being extreme, but that doesn’t mean his combat strength is weak."

"No god who reincarnates successfully is simple. His spatial ability is unpredictable and hard to defend against. Normal martial artists of the same tier are just fodder for him to kill in seconds. What’s more... you’re still a realm below him now."

Hong Qitian’s tone carried a reminder.

He admired Fang Qingyu’s confidence and courage but also knew well the indomitableness and danger of "Erosion."

Spatial ability, combined with the underpinning of a divine reincarnation, its danger far exceeds an ordinary Tier Three.

Fang Qingyu put down his teacup, his expression unchanged, as calm as water.

He nodded, his tone indifferent, yet carrying an undeniable certainty:

"I have the confidence."

He didn’t explain where his confidence came from, the foundation of a Dragon Fist Grandmaster, the qualitative change of a three-star profession, the explosion of Dragon Transformation, the armor-breaking of Bone-Eroding Thunder, the certain kill of Abyssal Dragon Decree... these were his assurances.

But Fang Qingyu didn’t need to explain.

Hong Qitian looked into Fang Qingyu’s deep, calm eyes, without a hint of vanity or arrogance, and understood.

This kid is no reckless person; if he says he has confidence, he must truly have something to rely on.

"Alright, as long as you know what you’re doing." Hong Qitian said no more, he had confidence in his own judgment, and his trust in Fang Qingyu was not unfounded.

And Fang Qingyu was thinking that in half a month, it would be the battle for the special squad quota of the Hidden Dragon Plan.

It’s best to settle this task before the competition to save trouble later.

The conversation ended here, all that needed to be explained had already been explained.

Seeing Fang Qingyu still sitting there, without any intention of getting up to leave, but instead leisurely refilling his tea, the old man’s eyebrows slightly raised, his eyes showing a hint of understanding and caution, he tentatively asked:

"Is there something else?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Qingyu’s lips slowly curved into an extremely "sincere" smile, his body leaning slightly forward, looking at Hong Qitian, speaking in a tone of "you know what I mean":

"Now..."

"It’s time to talk about Divine Arm..."

Before the word "ament" could be uttered!

A sudden change occurred! 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

Fang Qingyu only felt the space in front of him twist and blur sharply!

As if an invisible giant hand forcefully plucked him out of this space!

The voice of Hong Qitian, carrying a hint of disgruntledness, seemed to come from a distant place, clearly drilling into his mind:

"... someday someone will go to the Pocket World Blessed Land to find you!"

"About the Divine Armament... talk after you’ve completed the task!"

As the voice fell.

The scene before him reassembled like shattered glass!

The noise of the bustling commercial street outside the ancient street, mixed with car horns, store music, and the chatter of pedestrians, surged into his ears like a tide!

Blinding sunlight fell on his body.

Fang Qingyu fixed his gaze.

He found himself standing right in the center of the bustling commercial pedestrian street outside the ancient street entrance!

Surrounded by bustling crowds, many people were looking at this young man who suddenly appeared in the middle of the street, with curiosity, confusion, and even a bit as if watching a lunatic, maintaining a slightly leaned forward posture, as if talking to someone.

Fang Qingyu: "..."

He maintained that slightly forward-leaning posture, standing stiffly in place for two seconds.

Feeling the variety of gazes cast around him, and the immense power within him belonging to the Three-star Dragon Fist Master...

Fang Qingyu slowly stood upright.

On that cold, hard face, the corner of his mouth twitched imperceptibly.

Then, the "sincere" smile just displayed in front of Hong Qitian did not disappear but instead slowly broadened.

Finally turning into an extremely bright, with a somewhat triumphant curve.

If last time Hong Qitian’s attitude was "hopeful."

Then this time...

"Succeeded."

Fang Qingyu murmured to himself, his tone assertive, with a hint of unabashed joy.

Finally, he took one last look at that quiet alley deep in the old street.

Then, Fang Qingyu turned, stepping lightly.

Seamlessly melding into the bustling crowd.