I will eventually become a divine being through accumulating constantly

His entire skeletal structure vibrated, emitting a deep rumbling, like rolling thunder.

He stretched out his left hand and precisely grabbed Kou Chengjian's wrist as it swung toward him, directly absorbing the Power carried by the punch into his bones via Seal Cloud Tail.

His right hand did the same, catching the wrist that Du Mingluan extended towards Xue Wan.

The speed of his movements was incredibly fast, preempting their attacks as if he and the two opponents were in different time flows.

The force brought by their attacks was completely nullified by Seal Cloud Tail and absorbed into his skeletal system. By the time they realized and tried to muster their Power again, it was already too late.

An unstoppable, overwhelming strength transferred from their wrists, and both men once again helplessly watched as they grew closer to each other…

Clutching their wrists, Xue Jing drew upon the Power transformed by Seal Cloud Tail and, like flinging noodles, he violently threw them forward.

"Pang!"

Two silhouettes collided with each other, bursting out a circle of air waves.

This time, it wasn't mouth to mouth, but their cheeks inevitably pressed together, and their bodies stuck closely, as if they were hugging.

"Ah, what?"

Xue Jing was momentarily taken aback.

He didn't do it on purpose. It was just an instinctive reaction, feeling this way he could simultaneously inflict damage on the two men...

"You motherf***er!"

"Damn it!"

Watching disbelief and anger crossing the men's faces, Xue Jing knew they had misunderstood.

"Forget it, let's leave it at that."

Xue Jing simply opened his hands and, like swatting mosquitoes, he slapped towards the two heads stuck together.

"Smack—"

With Power flowing, Shaking Star Fire activated. As his palms made contact with their heads, Soft Power infiltrated, causing their skulls to shake violently. They collapsed on the spot, passing out.

The two men lying on the ground were still closely pressed together.

"Click-click, click-click—"

Continuous shutter sounds rang out around them, with flashlights flickering nonstop. Xue Jing looked around and found many people, dressed like reporters with cameras of different sizes, incessantly snapping photos.

Xue Wan looked at Xue Jing with a puzzled expression:

"You're even more enthusiastic about this than I am... I didn't expect this from you, Jing."

Without a sound, the fractures that had bubbled up on the floor returned to normal. Apart from a few more cracked lines, it seemed like nothing had happened.

Xue Jing sighed, "I didn't do it on purpose... Anyway, let's slip away."

...

"Wu—"

At the railing of a platform near the dock, Xue Jing and Xue Wan gazed at the approaching huge cruise ship.

The sea breeze brushed through Xue Wan's smooth, long black hair. She moved her hair behind her ear, sighing:

"I didn't expect you to take the path of Martial Arts Practice... and to have such great talent. I never noticed it before."

"Sister, I thought you'd surely end up being kept by some rich woman..."

She looked at Xue Jing, her expression tender but tinged with complexity.

"It's just that this path always seems to involve some fighting and killing, which makes me worry."

Xue Jing leaned his elbow on the railing, looking out at the sea, and casually said:

"The person who makes people worry is you, sister."

Xue Wan tilted her head: "Me?"

Xue Jing glanced at her, implying, "Just now... There seemed to be something beneath the floor. That wouldn't have anything to do with you, would it?"

His observational skills were extraordinary; even at such a critical moment of being attacked, he wouldn't ignore what he caught from the corner of his eye.

Confusion displayed across Xue Wan's pretty face: "Huh? What are you rambling about spirits and demons for?"

Xue Jing stared at her for a while, although he was doubtful, he didn't insist on prying into the matter, instead, shifting the topic:

"By the way, I got a cat, and I brought it this time too."

He himself had plenty of things he preferred to keep from his family, so he hardly had the right to press Xue Wan for answers.

After meeting her and personally ensuring that his sister's spirits were quite well, without any signs of despair from some terrible ordeal, he felt much more at ease.

He'd leave the rest to take its natural course.

"A cat? What kind of cat?" Xue Wan's eyes brightened.

"Picked it up on the road. Not sure what breed, but it's pretty good-looking. You'll know when you see it," Xue Jing said nonchalantly.

Ning Fengwan had discussed it with him aboard the ship.

For various reasons, it was decided that it was best not to face Xue Jing's family in her human form just yet.

Being treated as just a cat was quite nice.

"Hmm? Can cats board cruise ships?" Xue Wan asked, puzzled.

Xue Jing smiled faintly and said casually, "They can't, in principle... but your brother, I carry a lot of weight."

Xue Wan raised an eyebrow, reached out to encircle his neck with her arm, and locked it under her armpit, "I'm not sure about face, but I can certainly tell how big your face is!"

Xue Jing's head was locked in place, his face pressed against Xue Wan's slender waist, "Let go, haven't you heard that men and women should not touch hands when giving or receiving things?"

Because of the pose, his voice sounded a bit muffled.

"I once held you while you peed, and you're still talking about not touching hands?"

...

The cruise ship was gradually approaching the shore, and Miao Miao was squatting on the penetrating balustrade, yawning.

"Why haven't I seen Jing? Where did he go—"

She suddenly saw a sight that made her choke.

On a platform not far away from the dock, Xue Jing was wrestling with a woman who looked very similar to him... wrestling?

He was laying on the ground with a look of utter dejection, his right hand being wrapped by the woman, forming an impeccably perfect cross-hold.

"That must be Jing's sister, she's very... very lively."

Miao Miao's face showed a very anthropomorphized strange expression.

"Don't think just because you've excelled in martial arts that you can raise your tail to the sky, do you understand the concept of bloodline suppression?"

Xue Wan looked down at Xue Jing lying on the ground, saying smugly.

"Alright, alright, I know you practiced in college, now let go," Xue Jing said reluctantly in a tone similar to coaxing a child.

"A proper cross-hold is inescapable! Oh, right, there's another move I wanted to try—ah!"

Xue Wan hadn't finished speaking when she let out a shriek of surprise.

It was because Xue Jing got up effortlessly as if he had nothing on his hand.

Xue Wan was left dangling in the air, looking just like someone holding a grocery basket fresh from shopping.

"Had enough fun?"

Xue Jing moved her from his arm to in front of him and slapped her head with his other hand with a loud and crisp "smack".

"Hiss—Ow, that really hurts! How could you hit so hard!"

Amid the playful wrestling, time passed and the cruise ship officially docked.

Crew members on the ship threw ropes to the shore, and dock workers caught the ropes, tying them to the mooring posts.

Under a series of operations, the cruise ship docked successfully and connected with the sky bridge.

Xue Jing, accompanied by Xue Wan, boarded the ship from the sky bridge and along the way encountered many disembarking passengers who greeted Xue Jing with the utmost respect:

"Mr. Xue."

"Mr. Xue..."

Xue Jing nodded and smiled in response, like an official inspecting the site.

"Seems like you really do have quite a bit of face."

Xue Wan said with a smile, patting Xue Jing's shoulder.

"Meow~"

Upon reaching the deck, a cat's meow was heard, as a black cat with four white 'gloves' elegantly approached Xue Jing.

"Wow~ It's so cute!"

Xue Wan covered her heart, clearly smitten by the cat's cuteness, her eyes sparkling.

"How can there be such a beautiful cat! Have I been single for too long? Why does even a cat seem attractive to me."

Xue Wan quickly approached and gently picked up Miao Miao.

"It's so well-behaved... and smells so good."

Rubbing her cheek against Miao Miao, Xue Wan said blissfully.

"Ah, why didn't I think of getting a cat earlier, should have adopted one long ago! What's its name? Did you name it yet?"

Xue Wan turned her head to look at Xue Jing.

"A name?"

Xue Jing thought for a moment, then said off the cuff, "Call it Feng Wan."

"Ah? Which 'Feng Wan'? The 'Feng Wan' from Black-Boned Chicken White Phoenix Pills?"

Xue Wan tilted her head.

Upon hearing this, Miao Miao seemed to recall something unpleasant, looking annoyed as it made a face.

"No, 'Feng' as in Wang Xifeng, and 'Wan' as in Li Wan," Xue Jing explained with a smile.

"...Why did you give the cat that name? Been reading 'Dream of the Red Chamber' too much, huh?" Xue Wan found it a bit amusing.

"And they're all married women... Brother, is this what you're into?"

...