Consider It Tuition for Rongrong

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi's interest was immediately piqued.

It was good that Ye Feiyang was leaving. He felt the place was indeed rather shabby and didn't match the other party's abilities.

"Where do you plan to go, Dean Ye? If there's anything I can help with, please don't hesitate to ask."

Ye Feiyang explained:

"My two disciples are close to level thirty. After they obtain their Soul Rings, I'll take them away from here."

"I haven't decided on a specific destination yet. Perhaps we'll go to Heaven Dou City first to see the situation."

As Ye Feiyang spoke, he seemed to suddenly think of something. He glanced at Ning Fengzhi, secretly calculating—Isn't this a ready-made useful pawn?

"Speaking of which, Sect Master Ning, there is indeed a small matter where I might need your help."

"Please, Dean Ye, speak freely. There's no need to be polite with me," Ning Fengzhi replied with a smile. In his opinion, it was a good thing the other party was willing to ask for help. If they asked for nothing, it would be harder to deal with.

Ye Feiyang didn't hesitate and directly stated his intention: "To be honest, although I have the name of an academy here, I don't actually have any formal procedures or qualifications..."

Ning Fengzhi immediately understood. Such a small matter was just a matter of him saying a few words: "This is simple. Leave it to me. I guarantee I'll handle it perfectly."

Ye Feiyang was delighted. It seemed this matter was settled.

He continued, "It's like this, I plan to form a Soul Master team and participate in the next Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament. It would be a joke if we couldn't register due to qualification issues then."

"Hahaha~ Dean Ye, rest assured!"

Ning Fengzhi laughed heartily, "I will definitely handle this for you properly. I won't let you worry about such a trivial matter!"

Seeing that the other party readily agreed to help, Ye Feiyang quickly cupped his hands in thanks: "In that case, I'll trouble you, Sect Master Ning. By the way, how much will it cost to handle these procedures?"

Ning Fengzhi wouldn't care about such a small amount of money.

Moreover, this expense was not enough to repay Ye Feiyang for cultivating his daughter.

He shook his head repeatedly and waved his hand, saying, "Dean Ye, there's no need to mention the cost for such a small matter. It's just a small favor."

After a few pleasantries, the main issue was settled.

The atmosphere in the small courtyard immediately became much more relaxed.

Having resolved the immediate trouble without spending his own money, Ye Feiyang was naturally in a good mood.

He shouted into the distance, "Zhuqing, don't you have any eyes? Hurry up and make a pot of good tea!"

Zhu Zhuqing, who had been silently observing from afar, couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth.

How could this be blamed on her?

However, hearing her teacher's tone, he was clearly in a good mood, so she wouldn't argue with him. As long as he was happy.

She didn't dare to delay, quickly responded, and turned to prepare the tea.

Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but mutter to himself: It seems that if I had refused to help just now, I probably wouldn't even have had a cup of tea, right?

After the main business was concluded, Bone Douluo, who could no longer hold back, finally found an opportunity to interject.

He sized up Ye Feiyang from head to toe, his voice deep and heavy:

"Kid, your aura is steady, and your Soul Power foundation should be good. What's your current realm? Do you need this old man to give you some pointers?"

Although Gu Rong's words carried the demeanor of a senior, they also contained a hint of warning, wanting to take the opportunity to display the strength behind Ning Rongrong.

He had wanted to do this for a long time after seeing Ye Feiyang ordering Ning Rongrong around earlier—he himself hadn't been willing to treat Rongrong like that, yet this kid actually treated Rongrong like a maid. He was truly unbalanced.

Ye Feiyang was amused when he heard this—wasn't this a free sparring partner?

As for pointers? He wasn't bragging, but he truly didn't need anyone's guidance. However, sparring was fine.

He was well aware of Bone Douluo's affection for Ning Rongrong and knew he was unhappy seeing Ye Feiyang ordering her around.

Unhappy? Ye Feiyang's lips curved into a playful smile.

That's perfect, he was best at curing all sorts of "unhappiness."

"Oh? Bone Douluo is willing to give me pointers? That would be wonderful."

"Come, come, let's not be constrained here. Let's go to the woods in the distance for a good spar, and let me learn your masterful techniques."

He wanted to find an opportunity to show off in front of these two, to let them know he was by no means a pushover.

Besides, Xiao Wu's identity had already been exposed, and he presumed these two already knew.

He wasn't sure of their thoughts right now. The best way to dispel any potential concerns they might have was to let them witness his strength firsthand.

And also to tell them—Xiao Wu was someone he protected.

Gu Rong, on the other hand, didn't react immediately.

He had only spoken casually, with the intention of a senior warning a junior, and hadn't really intended to fight this kid.

Why was this kid so uncooperative? Did he really not understand the underlying meaning of his words, or was he deliberately seizing the opportunity?

But the words had already been spoken. As a Titled Douluo, if he backed down now, wouldn't he lose face?

"Good! You have courage!"

Bone Douluo snorted, a hint of defiance in his tone. "Then let's go! I'll show you what a true powerhouse looks like!"

Ning Fengzhi chuckled helplessly and shook his head. "Uncle Bone, just a spar, alright? Don't hurt each other's feelings."

"Fengzhi, do you think I'm a three-year-old child?" Bone Douluo was a little displeased, feeling like he was being treated as an unreasonable person.

"I know what I'm doing. Do you think I'd bear to make Rongrong sad?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure flickered, and he vanished from his spot like a phantom.

Ye Feiyang chuckled, thinking to himself, This Bone Douluo is quite good at throwing a little tantrum.

He immediately unfolded his movement technique, following closely like a shadow.

Zhu Zhuqing had just brought out the freshly brewed tea when she saw two figures flash past the courtyard wall with a whoosh, disappearing from sight in an instant.

"Teacher, where are you going?"

She called out loudly but received no reply—the two had already vanished without a trace.

Ning Fengzhi, standing nearby, smiled and beckoned to her. "Girl, don't worry. They're just going for a spar. Would you like to see what your teacher looks like when he spars?"

Zhu Zhuqing nodded repeatedly without hesitation. "Yes! Uncle Ning, can I go?"

"Of course, you can. Let's go. I'm also curious to see Dean Ye's true strength..."

Ning Fengzhi gently waved his sleeve, and a gentle stream of Soul Power lifted Zhu Zhuqing, carrying her rapidly in the direction the two had disappeared.

Outside the village, in an empty clearing, Bone Douluo and Ye Feiyang stood facing each other.

"Kid, show me your Soul Rings! I won't bully you..."

Bone Douluo habitually tried to put on airs as a senior, but before he could finish, he suddenly froze.

The Soul Rings beneath Ye Feiyang's feet slowly began to pulse. Then, seven Soul Rings—purple, purple, purple, purple, black, black, black—quietly appeared, shining brilliantly in the sunlight.

Bone Douluo's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief. "Kid! You, why are your first two Soul Rings purple?"

Was this even possible?

This configuration, which completely defied the common knowledge of Soul Masters, was a complete subversion of his understanding!

The words that were about to come out of his mouth were instantly choked back, leaving him speechless for a moment.

This unique Soul Ring configuration alone was enough to prove that the young man before him was no ordinary person!

Moreover, he had reached the Soul Sage realm at such a young age. Such talent was simply unheard of.

The slight contempt he had felt moments ago vanished instantly, and he began to re-evaluate Ye Feiyang.

Just then, Ning Fengzhi arrived with Zhu Zhuqing.

When he saw Ye Feiyang's Soul Ring configuration, his pupils also contracted sharply, and his face showed a look of shock.

"Girl, your teacher's Soul Rings..." He couldn't help but look at Zhu Zhuqing, his tone questioning.

Zhu Zhuqing shook her head silently, her eyes also filled with confusion, but her tone remained respectful. "Uncle Ning, I don't know much about my teacher's affairs. If you want to know, you should ask him yourself later."

Regarding anything about Ye Feiyang, she wouldn't reveal half a word without his permission.

In fact, her heart was also filled with curiosity—the first time she saw her teacher, his first two Soul Rings were still yellow; the second time she saw him, the first Soul Ring had turned purple; and now, both of his first two Soul Rings were purple.

Could her teacher's Soul Rings grow with his strength? Countless questions swirled in her mind.

She wanted to know the answer more than anyone else now. The feeling of being tormented was even more unbearable than "stopping right before the climax."

Ning Fengzhi heard this and nodded gently. Knowing he wouldn't get any information from Zhu Zhuqing, he stopped asking and turned his gaze back to the arena.

Seeing Bone Douluo still in a daze, Ye Feiyang couldn't help but urge him, "Bone Douluo, stop spacing out. Are we fighting or not? Rongrong will be back with the groceries soon, and I still need to rush back to cook."

Bone Douluo finally snapped back to reality, but Ye Feiyang's words infuriated him, making him puff out his beard and glare. "Good! Good! Good, you brat!"

This kid was so disrespectful to a senior, it was infuriating!

However, he no longer dared to be careless. His nine Soul Rings behind him erupted with a roar, and a powerful Soul Power aura instantly swept out, as if the surrounding air had solidified.

Ye Feiyang knew very well that Bone Douluo was known for his unpredictable spatial abilities and extreme mobility.

He felt a little uncertain himself, unsure if his domain could trap the opponent.

Even so, he chose to initiate with his Fifth Soul Skill—it was never wrong to be cautious when dealing with someone at a higher realm than oneself.

"Fifth Soul Skill: Boundless Sword Tomb!"

An invisible domain instantly opened, enveloping the two of them.

"A domain?"

Bone Douluo was shocked once again. He hadn't expected this kid to have mastered a domain, and judging by the domain's range and aura, it wasn't an ordinary one.

"Kid, you've got some skills. Not bad, not bad."

"You flatter me, you flatter me."

Ye Feiyang's lips curved into a slightly annoying smile. "From now on, let's see how long it takes you to break through my domain."

As soon as he finished speaking, sword energy crisscrossed the domain instantly!

While maintaining the domain, Ye Feiyang continuously unleashed other Soul Skills to harass him.

Intricate and sharp sword energy was everywhere, attacking Gu Rong from all sorts of tricky angles.

Gu Rong's movements were as agile as a phantom's. He weaved and dodged through the gaps in the sword energy with his superb mobility, narrowly avoiding fatal blows several times.

But trapped within Ye Feiyang's domain, there were times when he could no longer evade. Several cuts appeared on his robes, revealing the armor underneath.

What made him feel even more stifled was that every time he tried to gather Soul Power to unleash a powerful Soul Skill, Ye Feiyang's "Sixth Soul Skill: Law Severing Strike" would seize the opportunity to attack, forcibly interrupting his casting.

He couldn't understand what was happening, only feeling that the circulation of his Soul Power within his body was suddenly obstructed, making it impossible to unleash his Soul Skills.

This feeling of being controlled everywhere made Gu Rong seethe with anger.

Fortunately, he had no old injuries. Angered, he simply endured several sword strikes, unleashing his majestic Soul Power and forcibly tearing open the domain!

Ye Feiyang hadn't actually gone all out for a fight to the death; he had held back some of his strength, not going all out.

After all, if the fight got too serious, Ning Rongrong would be the one to get hurt.

The two exchanged blows in the open space, their Soul Skills clashing constantly. Powerful waves of energy surged, shaking the surrounding trees until they rustled.

Gu Rong, who had initially intended to hold back, was horrified to discover that even using his Soul Sage-level Soul Power, he was completely no match for Ye Feiyang!

Even when he increased his strength to the Soul Douluo level, he was still suppressed, retreating steadily with no power to fight back!

Finally, Bone Douluo gave up on his pride and unleashed the full power of his Titled Douluo cultivation!

Yet even so, he found it difficult to defeat this seven-ring Soul Sage before him.

In this situation, even if he somehow won in the end, it would be a hollow victory.

But he absolutely could not lose – if he lost to a Soul Sage, where would he hide his old face?

He simply couldn't swallow this humiliation.

He regretted it in his heart: if he had gone all out from the very beginning, he wouldn't be in such a passive position now.

This was unbearable; this fight was too difficult.

As Gu Rong fought, he gritted his teeth inwardly: this feeling of being stifled, he absolutely couldn't let him bear it alone! That old sword fanatic Chen Xin, when the opportunity arises, he must let him taste this feeling too!

At this moment, his mind was actually on Chen Xin. The two were indeed lifelong rivals, not forgetting to drag each other down even at a time like this.

Meanwhile, Ye Feiyang was having a grand time fighting.

It was a rare opportunity to spar with a powerhouse like Gu Rong, and what's more, the opponent wasn't trying to kill him – it was the best "whetstone."

He used this opportunity to constantly refine his Soul Skills and techniques, familiarizing himself with various combat skills.

Such a good sparring partner was hard to find even with a lantern!

Only Gu Rong knew best how strenuous his fight was.

On the surface, he still had to maintain the appearance of an unfettered senior, preserving his dignity.

In his heart, he had already cursed Ye Feiyang countless times: this kid is simply a monster! This person will surely soar like a dragon from the abyss in the future, with boundless prospects!

But since Ye Feiyang didn't call for a stop, he couldn't bring himself to stop first. He could only grit his teeth and continue fighting.

Next, he began to intentionally or unintentionally exchange glances with Ning Fengzhi, his eyes seeming to say, "You know what I mean, help me out quickly."

Ning Fengzhi, standing nearby, frowned slightly and quickly sensed something was wrong: "Why does it feel like... Uncle Bone is asking me for help?"

Zhu Zhuqing watched with surging excitement, her eyes shining with a different light.

She knew her teacher was strong, but she never expected him to be strong enough to spar back and forth with Bone Douluo!

He was simply too strong, outrageously strong! A strong sense of pride welled up in her heart.

See? That's my teacher, isn't he amazing!

Just as Ning Fengzhi was contemplating how to de-escalate the situation, his gaze suddenly swept into the distance, and he breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to himself: the reinforcements have arrived.

"Teacher, it's time to go home and cook!"

A clear voice rang out. Ning Rongrong appeared in sight, carrying a basket of vegetables, hopping along.

Ye Feiyang, who was engrossed in the fight, stopped his movements when he heard the call, albeit with lingering reluctance.

He immediately put on a smiling face and cupped his hands respectfully, saying, "Bone Douluo's strength is extraordinary. Even with all my efforts, I couldn't gain any advantage. This spar, I have lost."

Hearing this, Gu Rong was overjoyed, secretly relieved: This kid finally has some sense. He didn't make me too embarrassed.

He instantly relaxed and let out a hearty laugh: "Hahaha~ Kid, well done! Truly a formidable young man with boundless potential!"

"I'll introduce you to an old sword fanatic later. You can spar with him too; it will definitely benefit you."

Ye Feiyang maintained his smiling demeanor and quickly replied, "If that's the case, then I thank Bone Douluo for your guidance."

Ning Fengzhi chuckled inwardly – this wasn't guidance, it was clearly him being defeated and wanting to drag someone else down.

However, Ning Fengzhi's composure was excellent, and his face remained calm and unruffled, showing no hint of emotion.

Although Zhu Zhuqing didn't fully grasp the intricacies of the situation, it didn't diminish her admiration for her teacher in the slightest – her adoration for him had now soared to a whole new level.

Ning Rongrong, with a smile as bright as a flower, ran over and affectionately hugged Ye Feiyang's arm: "Teacher, did Grandpa Bone bully you?"

Ye Feiyang feigned anger and said, "Don't talk nonsense! Your Grandpa Bone was guiding me in a spar, how can you call that bullying?"

"Be polite to your father and your two grandfathers from now on. If I hear of you being disrespectful again, I'll teach you a lesson!"

Ning Rongrong immediately pouted and said coquettishly, "Teacher, why are you like this? I'm still a child!"

Ye Feiyang smiled and patted the back of her head. "Even children need to learn to grow up! Come on, let's go home and cook!"

He walked at the very front, with Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing following behind him. Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong, with tacit understanding, slowed their pace and followed behind.

"Uncle Bone, you just now..." Ning Fengzhi asked in a low voice, his tone carrying a hint of curiosity.

Gu Rong looked at Ye Feiyang's retreating figure, his gaze complex and unreadable.

Ye Feiyang had given him plenty of face just now, and his impression of the young man had completely changed. "This kid is truly remarkable. With his current strength, if it were a fight to the death, I might not necessarily win."

"Fengzhi, this person is worth befriending."

Hearing this evaluation from Gu Rong's own mouth, Ning Fengzhi's face showed shock once again. "Uncle Bone, has he been hiding his strength?"

Gu Rong slowly shook his head, his tone extremely certain. "No, he is genuinely at the Soul Sage realm. But his Soul Skills, his domain..."

"Especially that Sixth Soul Skill, which can forcibly interrupt others' spellcasting, causing the Soul Power within their bodies to stagnate, rendering even defenses useless. It's truly bizarre."

"Fengzhi, he also uses a sword. We must have Chen Xin, that old fellow, spar with him sometime!"

Ning Fengzhi glanced at Gu Rong – even now, he hadn't forgotten to scheme against Chen Xin.

However, Gu Rong's words had indeed shocked him. He took a deep breath, suppressing the churning thoughts in his heart.

All of this was too incredible.

He pondered for a moment, then gently tapped his cane, seemingly having made a decision.

"Uncle Bone, please trouble you to personally make a trip to Heaven Dou City later. Find a good plot of land and build a proper academy. I want to give a gift..."

"Yes, consider it tuition for Rongrong!"