Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring, Strengthened Again

Hearing Zhao Wuji say that, Ning Rongrong finally stopped attacking under everyone's watchful eyes.

A sly smile flickered across Ning Rongrong's lips. She scratched her head and said, "Teacher Zhao, you really are worthy of being a Soul Saint-level powerhouse."

"You..."

"Good thing I'm a Defense System Soul Master. Otherwise, who could withstand a bunch of devious little brats like you?"

Zhao Wuji was nearly driven to death by anger.

First, Ning Rongrong's strength as a Support System Soul Master had surpassed his understanding. Second, Tang San actually had such devious Hidden Weapons. Had he known, he would have gone all out and taught these little fellows a lesson.

Fortunately, he wasn't seriously hurt, so he decided not to hold it against them.

Besides, the test had only been meant to recruit students, not to fight to the death. There was no point dwelling on it.

Otherwise, if he had gone all out, every one of these geniuses would have died in the cradle...

But the test had also shown him how strong Ning Rongrong and Tang San were. Ning Rongrong in particular was not to be underestimated in the future if she kept cultivating.

"All right, since you've passed the test, go familiarize yourselves with the academy. Someone will take you to the dorms later." Zhao Wuji nodded in satisfaction and left.

He was afraid of embarrassing himself if he stayed any longer, and he wanted to hurry and tell Flender the good news.

They'd really struck it rich this year!

Meanwhile,

"Ding~"

"Congratulations, host, on completing the mission."

"Congratulations, host, you have received a reward: fifty thousand years added to the true age of any Soul Ring."

"Please make your selection, host."

The system's voice rang out in Ning Rongrong's mind again.

Oh? So that really did count as completing it?

She had followed Tang San's advice for the first half and taken command herself for the second. Overall, it counted as her having directed the fight...

Ning Rongrong let out a long breath.

But she alone knew that, while completing the mission, she had also learned there was a huge gap between Support System and Power Attack System Soul Masters.

Tang San, in particular, had a Soul Power Level similar to hers, yet the combined attack power of his Soul Skills and Hidden Weapons was probably beyond anything her current strength could match.

Only her ability to ignore part of an opponent's defense was a little better than Tang San's.

It seemed the system needed to keep strengthening her!

As it happened, adding years to a Soul Ring this time could increase her attack power.

"Strengthen the First Soul Ring."

After hearing the system's announcement, Ning Rongrong chose to strengthen her First Soul Ring without a second thought.

The moment she spoke, a flash of black light appeared in her mind and entered her Martial Soul.

It happened so quickly that Ning Rongrong didn't even have time to react.

But when she checked the age of her First Soul Ring, it had indeed become fifty thousand and one hundred years.

The First Soul Ring's color had also evolved into the black unique to Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings.

"Ding~"

"Congratulations, host, your Soul Ring has been strengthened. As your current Soul Power Level is low, for your safety, would you like to hide the true age of your First Soul Ring?"

"Once you reach level fifty, you may cancel the concealment at any time."

Huh?

She had thought that was the end of it, but unexpectedly, the system had thoughtfully added that...

Who are you looking down on?

I have a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring at level twenty-six. Why should I hide it?

Don't geniuses deserve to show off?

I'm going to...

"Hide it."

"..."

After considering it for a few seconds, she really didn't want to hide it, but exposing her strength too early would indeed bring her unnecessary trouble.

Perhaps some Titled Douluo would take a dislike to her someday and dissect her.

Not worth it, not worth it.

"Ding~"

"The true age of the host's First Soul Ring has been successfully concealed. If Soul Power drops below half during battle, its true age will automatically be restored."

"Ding~"

"The host's status panel has been updated."

"Please check it."

Oh, so it isn't hidden all the time.

If she used up her Soul Power too quickly in battle, or found herself in a prolonged fight, the true age of her First Soul Ring would still be exposed.

The concealment was a bit like a chicken rib.

Fortunately, she could cancel it at any time after level fifty. Ning Rongrong paid it no mind and began checking her status panel.

Ning Rongrong

Martial Soul: Ten Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda

Soul Bone: none

First Soul Ring: fifty thousand and three hundred years

Soul Skills: Strength, Divine Strength...

Second Soul Ring: five hundred years

Soul Skills: Speed, Divine Speed...

Well, nice and simple.

This panel was so simple she might as well not have had one.

Gee, thanks. I really thought you'd given me something good when you let me see the panel, but it turns out...

Huh? Wait!

Just as she was about to complain about the system some more, Ning Rongrong suddenly noticed that some new information seemed to have appeared in the description beneath her First Soul Skill.

The Ten Treasures turn, revealing Glazed Tile. First: Strength.

Grants others a one hundred percent attack bonus.

The Ten Treasures turn, revealing Glazed Tile. The Ten Treasures have names. First: Divine Strength.

Grants the user a three hundred percent attack bonus and ignores thirty percent of the target's defense.

Divine Strength trait: Ten Treasure Continuous Strikes. While in the Divine Strength state, attacks have a chance to consume one-third of the user's Soul Power and unleash a series of ten halo attacks that are guaranteed to hit.

Good lord!

Strength's boost had increased by twenty percent, Divine Strength's by one hundred percent, and she had even received an extra Soul Skill.

How could a mere Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring give her so much?

"So I'm not the big boss? You're my big boss!" After reading about the Soul Skills on her First Soul Ring, Ning Rongrong wanted nothing more than to kowtow to the system on the spot.

Whatever she needed, it came right to her.

And in defiance of the rules governing Soul Rings, a single Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring had given her two Soul Skills.

Though this Soul Skill was more like a passive one, relying on luck to trigger.

But as the protagonist, as long as she didn't die, it was bound to trigger.

Now she just had to see how outrageous the damage was.

A damage-dealing Soul Skill that was guaranteed to hit!

She'd struck it rich.

Thank you, Zhao Wuji. Thank you, Tang San.

Those two suckers had helped her take another great leap toward becoming stronger.

"When I have time, I must reward them by letting them experience this Soul Skill firsthand."

"Hehe~"

Ning Rongrong finally closed her status panel, perfectly satisfied.

Meanwhile, Xiao Wu, who had been lying on the ground asleep for who knew how long, also woke up.

Hearing her call Tang San "Brother" over and over, Ning Rongrong couldn't help finding it a little cloying.

In any case, she was fairly familiar with Shrek Academy's surroundings and didn't need anyone to show her around.

The right course was to seize the time and continue making herself stronger.

Otherwise, if Bibi Dong wanted to destroy the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect years later, she wouldn't be able to stop her at all.

Although the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect hadn't been destroyed in the original story, she was now living as Ning Rongrong. Since she was here, she would use her own methods to prevent all the disasters that lay ahead.

And it just so happened that, when she had successfully bound herself to Ning Rongrong's identity, she had also received a cultivation method, Healing Pagoda, and the System Shop, neither of which she had checked yet.

She would take the opportunity to have a look.

Having made up her mind, Ning Rongrong ignored everyone's calls and walked straight away.

That was in keeping with Ning Rongrong's own arrogance, wasn't it?

Hopefully, the system would know what was good for it and give her a few more rewards.

But not long after Ning Rongrong left, while Dai Mubai was still complaining to Tang San, a dark figure hurried after her.

"Zhu Zhuqing, what are you going off to do now?"

"Do you have any sense of discipline at all?"

Behind her came the voice of Dai Mubai, who had no idea what was happening. But the figure about to disappear did not stop.