A Chance Encounter with Feng Xiaotian (Please Vote, Follow, and Bookmark)

Today was the Special Training Camp's rest day, and Ning Tianchen and Ning Rongrong came to the streets of Heaven Dou City together.

"Tianchen Gege, you've been cultivating these past few days and haven't played with Rongrong at all. Rongrong doesn't care—today, we have to have as much fun as we can." Ning Rongrong skipped along as she walked, her face brimming with happiness and delight.

Ning Tianchen chuckled softly. "All right, all right. We'll have a good time today."

If he started lecturing her right away, Ning Rongrong definitely would not listen. It would not be too late to talk to her after she had had enough fun.

Ning Tianchen felt helpless. At this rate, he felt like he had become Ning Rongrong's babysitter.

Still, this little rich girl was generous. Whenever she saw something tasty, she bought a great deal of it. Whatever she could not finish, she handed over to Ning Tianchen to deal with.

Ning Tianchen stored the food in his Soul Tool, using it to "bribe" others during spirit battles or at the Special Training Camp, earning himself quite a few benefits.

By now, Ning Rongrong's little devilish nature had begun to show, but she knew what she should and should not do. She was nothing like Flender claimed, rotten to the bone.

Since he was her best friend, Ning Tianchen would not let those Shrek Academy people manipulate Ning Rongrong again.

In the original timeline, that method might have been the best way to change Ning Rongrong. But now that Ning Tianchen was here, did she still need Shrek Academy to discipline her?

The two of them wandered the streets for a long time.

For some reason, Ning Rongrong had begun spending out of spite. Whenever she saw something that interested her, she bought a whole bunch of it.

"Rongrong, you can't keep doing this. If you keep buying things, my Soul Tool won't have enough space." Rather than lecture her directly, Ning Tianchen warned her in a more tactful manner.

Ning Rongrong scratched her head and giggled. "Is that so? Then I'll buy a little less."

"Boss, I'll take this one, and that one too."

"In such a short while, you've already spent tens of thousands of Gold Soul Coins." Ning Tianchen was helpless.

Only the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect could afford such extravagance, and Ning Rongrong was Ning Fengzhi's precious daughter. In any other family, who could withstand her spending money like this?

Just as he was lost in thought, a gentle voice sounded. "Little sister, that pendant resembles my martial soul. Could you spare one for me?"

Looking up, he saw a youth around fourteen or fifteen years old. The chest of his blue training uniform bore a family insignia.

"The Feng Family of Heaven Dou City... could he be Feng Xiaotian?" Ning Tianchen guessed inwardly.

Ning Rongrong looked toward him, seemingly seeking his opinion.

Ning Tianchen nodded slightly, then cupped his hands and said, "May I ask who you are, big brother?"

The youth smiled. "Hello, my name is Feng Xiaotian."

So it was him.

Ning Tianchen replied, "I'm Ning Tianchen, and this is my friend, Ning Rongrong."

"Huh? You're Ning Tianchen?" Feng Xiaotian cried out.

Ning disciples appearing in Heaven Dou City, coupled with their expensive clothing, were enough for Feng Xiaotian to determine that they were disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

"Huh? Brother Feng, do you know me?" Ning Tianchen scratched his head, feeling somewhat awkward.

Whether in the novels or animation of his previous life, he had always had a good impression of Feng Xiaotian. The other party was someone worth befriending.

Feng Xiaotian explained, "This is my first time meeting you two. But I remember both of your names quite clearly."

"Ning Rongrong, your Innate Soul Power reached rank nine. You are the Support System Spirit Master with the highest Innate Soul Power to appear in nearly a hundred years."

Ning Rongrong placed her hands on her hips, thoroughly enjoying the praise.

Although the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had never announced it publicly after the two awakened their martial souls, the major powers of Heaven Dou City still learned of it. Likewise, whenever geniuses emerged from other factions, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would also learn about them.

The major factions exchanged information about their geniuses. So long as the relationship between two factions had not deteriorated beyond reconciliation, neither would choose to make a move against the other's genius.

This was also an indirect form of protection for geniuses.

"Brother Feng is also a genius with Innate Full Soul Power. Your praise is too generous." Ning Tianchen cupped his hands slightly.

Feng Xiaotian waved his hand. "You and I are fated to meet. Once you grow a little older, perhaps we can spar."

Ning Tianchen naturally had no objection. He could not have asked for more than to spar with a genius like Feng Xiaotian.

"May I ask what Brother Feng's current Soul Power Level is? If the gap between us is too great, I'm afraid I won't be able to seek your guidance in the future."

In the original work, Feng Xiaotian had only reached Level 43 at the age of twenty-four.

Who knew how he cultivated? A spirit master with Innate Full Soul Power had such embarrassingly poor cultivation.

Feng Xiaotian answered frankly, "My Soul Power is currently level thirty-six, but lately I've been studying a Self-Created Soul Skill, so my Soul Power Level has risen much more slowly."

So over the next eight-plus years, your Soul Power only increased by seven levels? Subtracting the one level gained from absorbing soul rings, you could not even raise one level per year?

Ning Tianchen grumbled inwardly without end.

He could not understand what kind of magic had made Feng Xiaotian willing to give up cultivating Soul Power just to study a Self-Created Soul Skill.

Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong could not help covering her mouth. "Oh my, Xiaotian Gege is actually going to develop a Self-Created Soul Skill."

Feng Xiaotian smiled in response. "Rongrong Meimei, I've only just begun studying it. I estimate it will still take another two or three years before I can develop it."

After taking the pendant he wanted from Ning Rongrong, Feng Xiaotian bid them farewell. "I won't disturb your fun any longer. I happen to have some matters to attend to as well, so let us part ways here."

"See you another time." Ning Tianchen and Ning Rongrong waved goodbye.

After Feng Xiaotian left, Ning Rongrong said enviously, "Tianchen Gege, I didn't expect there to be a genius like Xiaotian Gege besides you. But in Rongrong's heart, you're still the best."

Ning Tianchen scraped her nose lightly and said gently, "Still, Self-Created Soul Skills probably aren't so easy to master. Things like the sect's Heart Separation Control and the sword techniques Sword Offering taught me only reached their current state after generations of constant accumulation and refinement."

"I estimate Feng Xiaotian will have to spend quite a bit of time developing his Self-Created Soul Skill."

Although Ning Rongrong did not fully understand, she still nodded along with Ning Tianchen.

After playing for the entire day, Ning Rongrong held plenty of delicious food in her arms, eating as she walked.

Ning Tianchen knew that now was the best time to lecture her.

His expression suddenly turned stern.

"What's wrong, Tianchen Gege? Your expression right now is just like the teachers at the Special Training Camp." Ning Rongrong could not help laughing.

With a serious expression, Ning Tianchen asked, "Rongrong, did you talk back to the teachers?"

At the mention of teachers, Ning Rongrong could not help pursing her lips. "Rongrong doesn't want them teaching her. Those teachers are far weaker than Father. Rongrong only wants Father to teach her."

Ning Tianchen continued, "Rongrong, you are the sect's future Sect Master. Have you ever seen a Sect Master randomly pull a long face at the sect's disciples?"

This question stumped Ning Rongrong.

She thought back carefully. It seemed she had only ever seen Father encourage the sect's disciples; he had never harshly criticized anyone.

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