Ten Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda

Douluo Continent, Shrek Academy.

The academy's enrollment drive, held once every few years, was in full swing.

"Ah, what a pity."

"Your Soul Power Level is twenty-two, which meets the academy's admission standard, but you're over thirteen, so you can't enter the academy. You should look for another academy sooner rather than later."

"Oh, and one more thing: the ten Gold Soul Coins you paid as a registration fee won't be refunded."

At that moment, quite a few young Soul Masters and their parents had gathered at the gates of Shrek Academy.

The speaker was an old man in charge of receiving applicants for the academy.

Though he said it was a pity, the corners of his mouth rose slightly when he mentioned that the Gold Soul Coins wouldn't be refunded, and his bearing showed itself.

Overbearing might spilled out of him.

Many students who had yet to enter the academy and couldn't get their registration fees back were furious but dared not speak.

"Next."

At the old man's command, delivered with a smile that never reached his eyes, the child who had just been handed a "death sentence" had no choice but to leave.

A moment later, another child stepped forward to take his place.

"Hmm, your age meets the standard."

"Now, release your Martial Soul."

"Your Soul Power Level is twenty..."

"Huh!"

The test suddenly came to an abrupt halt.

The old man let out a soft exclamation of surprise, as though something unbelievable had happened.

That drew many people's gazes.

The applicant standing before the old man this time was a little girl.

The girl had no parents accompanying her; she was alone.

She wore a simple white dress that gave her a neat, capable air.

Her hair was cut short at the ears, and she wasn't very tall, but her looks were remarkably outstanding, especially her skin, which was exceptionally fair and delicate.

"You... who are you?"

Instead of immediately announcing the girl's test results, the old man asked her in surprise, keeping his voice as low as possible.

But the girl didn't answer his question.

After all, the moment she had released her Martial Soul, she had already revealed her identity.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!

Many of those present might not recognize it, but the old man certainly would.

It was a Martial Soul that only direct descendants of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect could possess.

Anyone with even a little knowledge would be familiar with this Martial Soul.

"May I ask if I've passed the preliminary test?"

Qian Ran smiled faintly and asked in return.

No.

He couldn't be called Qian Ran anymore.

He should be called-Ning Rongrong!

That was right.

Qian Ran hadn't originally belonged to the Douluo Continent. He came from Blue Star and was a native-born Earthling.

But after a car accident, he had come to the Douluo Continent.

However...

Unlike ordinary transmigrators,

he hadn't crossed over bodily. Only his soul had transmigrated.

It had transmigrated into Ning Rongrong's body.

What a bizarre turn of events.

Soul transmigration was one thing.

But his sex had fucking changed too.

Fortunately, after struggling with it for seven times seven, or forty-nine days, Qian Ran had calmly accepted the fact.

And once he had accepted it, he sometimes felt that transmigrating into a girl's body wasn't entirely without its uses.

At least when he bathed...

Self-sufficiency, you know. Those who got it, got it.

After a long moment of stunned silence, the surprise gradually faded from the old man's face. He couldn't help frowning. "Do your family know you've come here?"

Ning Rongrong smiled again. "They say education should be open to all. As long as I meet the academy's standards, you have no reason not to admit me, right?"

"Well..." The old man seemed to hesitate, but he couldn't argue. He could only wave someone over. "Mubai, take her inside."

Dai Mubai!

Watching his wolfish eyes roam over her body, Ning Rongrong couldn't help trembling slightly.

Damn it.

Sooner or later, I'm going to gouge your eyes out.

That was what she thought.

Fortunately, Dai Mubai soon returned to normal. She kept a few steps away and followed him into the academy.

But before entering, Ning Rongrong swept her gaze over the people behind her.

Sure enough, she spotted a few familiar faces.

Zhu Zhuqing, Tang San, and Xiao Wu were all in the crowd.

"Heh, this is getting interesting."

Ning Rongrong chuckled, growing more and more eager for the future.

It wasn't that she had hoped to see these people, but if she did, she had to leave something behind in their lives.

For example? Change their futures a little?

Tang San's transmigration had directly changed the future of the entire Douluo Continent. She was only changing a few people, so that wasn't too much, was it?

After entering Shrek Academy, she hadn't gone far before she reached the second test.

With Ning Rongrong's current Soul Power Level, she could actually have skipped the second and third tests.

But Dai Mubai apparently didn't know her exact Soul Power Level. He only took her to the second test, gave her a few more instructions with a lecherous look, and returned to the gates.

Ning Rongrong had intended to object and gouge out one of Dai Mubai's eyeballs while she was at it, but just then-

"Ding~"

"Congratulations, host. Character binding successful."

"Congratulations, host. You have officially become Ning Rongrong."

"Ding~"

"Rewards are being distributed to the host."

"Ding~"

"Congratulations, host. You have unlocked the cultivation method-Healing Pagoda."

"Ding~"

"Congratulations, host. You have unlocked the System Shop."

"Ding~"

"Congratulations, host. Martial Soul Evolution successful. The host's First Martial Soul, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, has officially evolved into the Ten Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda."

"Ding~"

"Congratulations, host. The Soul Skills of your Ten Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul have been enhanced."

"The specific enhancements are as follows..."

[From this point on, the protagonist will be called Ning Rongrong.]

A flood of system information poured into Ning Rongrong's mind, making her head feel as though it would split apart. She couldn't wait... for even more to come!

Joking aside.

Who would refuse rewards from a system?

During those seven times seven, or forty-nine days of difficult struggle, she had been able to come to terms with it for two reasons:

First, she had grown familiar with her body's structure. Second, she had discovered that she had a system.

A powerful system.

Being able to touch and fight—that was the source of her happiness.

"The Ten Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda! That's one treasure higher than even the legendary Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. Doesn't that make it even stronger than a god-level Martial Soul?"

Ning Rongrong was nearly beside herself with joy.

But since the test was coming up next, she didn't check the cultivation method or the System Shop right away.

Instead, she looked at the rewards below first.

She secretly turned around and used her Soul Power to release the so-called Ten Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda into her right palm.

Sure enough, the Martial Soul lived up to its name. It had a full ten stories, three whole stories more than before.

Moreover, the emerald-green light that had originally surrounded it had transformed into a brilliant golden yellow, and a faint red glow lingered around the topmost story of the Ten Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.

But that wasn't all.

Since Ning Rongrong was currently at Soul Power Level twenty-six and had two Soul Rings, the bottom two stories of the ten-story glazed pagoda had lit up accordingly.

The golden-yellow light shone even brighter in those bottom two stories.

No.

Rather than golden-yellow light, it was more accurate to call it orange-gold.

It looked so majestic that one couldn't help wanting to drop to one's knees, knock one's head on the ground twice, and say, "Divine heroine, please accept my noble knees!"

If you wanted life to go well, you had to have a system perched on your head.

As it turned out, there wasn't a thing wrong with that saying.

"Right, besides the Martial Soul's evolution, there should be improvements to the Soul Skills too."

Ning Rongrong suppressed her joy for the moment and turned her attention back to the Soul Skills.