Senior Single Dog

"Ding!"

"The side mission is completed, and the host receives 20 points of contribution."

"Ding!"

"Martial contribution: 117/100."

"The martial art contribution value overflows; the host must consume it within 24 hours, or the overflow contribution value will be automatically deducted."

The clash with Elder Wei came to a thundering close as Wang Jun's mission concluded with a victorious ring. He couldn't help but smile as the system notifications confirmed his success in the elite mission, rewarding him with a substantial 20 points of contribution. The triumph was well-earned, but it left the aftermath of a brutal spectacle, a reminder of the unforgiving nature of this world where survival often hinged on one's martial prowess.

"Being a man must have principles. My principle is—"

"I do not offend people, I do not offend."

"If a man commits a crime, I will commit a crime!"

Wang Jun's words rang out like a declaration of his values, spoken with conviction as he gracefully sheathed his sword. This marked the end of the intense confrontation with Elder Wei, and Wang Jun's calm demeanor was a stark contrast to the violence that had just transpired.

"Let's go."

"Yes!"

With Li Qingyang, Lu Yan, and their companions following Wang Jun, they departed the Yanwu field. Their exit left the onlookers from various martial arts factions in stunned disbelief. Defeating Elder Wei of the twelfth-stage meridian opening and shattering a weapon crafted by the esteemed Master Fan defied all expectations.

"He's accomplished the impossible..."

"Wang Jun defeated Elder Wei?"

The martial artists were left awestruck, grappling with the sheer audacity of Wang Jun's triumph. They could hardly fathom how his smile had managed to overcome such formidable odds. It was a unanimous belief that his sword must possess unparalleled quality.

As Wang Jun walked through the bustling streets, he found himself reflecting on the remarkable power of the first-level swords available in the first-tier mall. His initial underestimation of their strength had given way to newfound respect. The world of martial arts was full of surprises, and he had just uncovered one of them.

"芊芊."

Turning his attention to Lu Yan, Wang Jun often smiled and asked, "Is this sword to your liking?"

Lu Yan's response was measured, "It's alright."

Her reserved assessment left Wang Jun with a wry smile. Clearly, not just any sword could impress her discerning eye. He decided not to press the matter and nodded in understanding.

"Head."

Li Qingyang spoke up, stating his intentions, "I'd like to take one of these swords."

Despite possessing a first-class weapon already, Li Qingyang recognized the gap between his current blade and the one Wang Jun wielded.

Wang Jun often smiled and offered his condition, "Prove your mettle in martial arts, and everything will become attainable."

This was Wang Jun's way of emphasizing the importance of merit and hard work over entitlement. He wanted his disciples to earn their rewards through their dedication and effort, rather than simply receiving them as handouts.

"Understood."

Li Qingyang accepted the terms with determination, stating, "I will strive to excel and earn the head's recognition."

Wang Jun nodded with approval, acknowledging Li Qingyang's commitment. He then addressed all of his disciples, offering valuable advice, "As you embark on your journey in the martial arts academy, you may find it increasingly challenging to visit your families. Take this time to cherish moments with your loved ones at home. In ten days, you can report to the martial arts academy independently."

With these words of wisdom, he guided his disciples on their path in the world of martial arts, emphasizing the importance of family and the challenges that lay ahead.

"This boss seems to be quite understanding."

"Thank you, Head!"

With one of the disciples having departed, Li Qingyang remained standing, signaling his intention to address a request to Wang Jun.

Wang Jun often smiled and inquired, "Why haven't you returned yet?"

Li Qingyang shook his head and explained, "My father shared some advice with me. Returning to my family at this moment wouldn't serve any meaningful purpose."

Wang Jun often smiled and offered his company, "In that case, come with me to the sect."

"Head," Li Qingyang began with a respectful gesture, "I have a request."

Wang Jun often encouraged him to share his request, saying, "Go ahead."

Li Qingyang hesitated momentarily before revealing his desire, "I wish to bring someone with me to the martial arts academy."

Wang Jun's curiosity was piqued, and he inquired, "Who is this person?"

Li Qingyang's response was straightforward, "A woman."

Although it might have been evident to many, confirming the details was essential given Li Qingyang's close relationship with Wang Jun.

Wang Jun often nodded, still intrigued, and asked, "Why do you wish to bring this woman, who comes from a humble background, with you?"

Li Qingyang was honest in his response, "Yes, she does come from a modest background."

Wang Jun often smiled, understanding the situation, and commented, "So, this is one of the reasons you chose to join the Solid Strike Sect?"

Li Qingyang confirmed, "Yes."

Wang Jun often chuckled, resting a hand on his chin as he pondered, "The martial arts academy is in need of additional hands for various tasks, especially as it is just starting. You may bring her along."

"Thank you, Head!" Li Qingyang expressed his gratitude for Wang Jun's understanding and approval.

Li Qingyang had the option to join the Azure Mountain School, but he had declined because he knew that such a prestigious sect would not be accommodating toward his significant other. By choosing the Solid Strike Sect,

  a ninth-tier school with fewer restrictions, he believed he could bring his loved one along.

However, Wang Jun often leaned closer to Li Qingyang and whispered, "But... falling in love at the age of sixteen, isn't it a bit too early?"

Li Qingyang responded candidly, "Head, my cousins who are six months younger than me are already married and have children."

Wang Jun often widened his eyes, somewhat taken aback by the notion of having children at such a young age.

Li Qingyang provided context, saying, "Head, don't you know that after the ritual ceremony at the age of fourteen, one can get married and have children?"

Wang Jun often coughed awkwardly and replied, "Of course, I know!"

Internally, he pondered, "I started my family at the age of fourteen, and I'm turning eighteen in two months. Am I already a senior single dog?"

Li Qingyang, on the other hand, was determined not to be a single dog and wanted to show affection.

Li Qingyang left to fetch the woman he intended to bring along, but he returned alone, holding a letter in his hand.

Wang Jun often smiled as he inquired, "Where is she?"

Li Qingyang lowered his head, a hint of sadness in his eyes, and confessed, "She didn't want to hold me back, so she left a letter and departed."

Wang Jun often smiled and responded, "If the girl truly fits the description you've given, her decision to leave quietly may be the best outcome for both of you."

Li Qingyang looked up at Wang Jun, seeking his perspective, and asked, "Do you also believe that she doesn't deserve me?"

Wang Jun often laughed, offering his perspective, "It's not about what I believe, but what others might think."

Li Qingyang held the letter firmly, declaring his unwavering commitment, "When I become a strong martial artist, I will find her, no matter where she is in the world. I will proclaim to the entire world that only Li Qingyang is worthy of her, and without her, Li Qingyang is incomplete!"

"Good for you!" Wang Jun often smiled and applauded.

Lu Yan, ever the pragmatist, couldn't resist commenting, "Another romantic fool."

Wang Jun often chuckled quietly to himself. It seemed that this woman had not only wounded the hearts of his disciples but also his own. The complexities of love and relationships were indeed a fascinating part of life in the world of martial arts.