Taming the Little Witch, Rongrong Finds It Thrilling, Rose Hotel

"How about it, Rongrong? Do you want to give it a try?"

"This..."

Ning Rongrong felt somewhat conflicted and embarrassed.

They were clearly just going to use Sword Flight with Xiao Chen. Why did it sound so strange coming out of his mouth?

"Rongrong, are you afraid of heights? If you're scared, then don't try it."

"No."

"Since we're all heading to Shrek Academy, then I'll have to trouble you."

Upon hearing that, Ning Rongrong immediately felt a trace of unwillingness to admit defeat. Coupled with the trust she had already developed in Xiao Chen, she ultimately agreed.

To her, Sword Flight was nothing special.

She was the Young Lady of Noble Family of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Sword Douluo Chen Xin must have taken her flying on a sword before.

So no matter how impressive Xiao Chen's Sword Flight was, it was ultimately limited. It could not compare to Sword Douluo Chen Xin's.

This time, she would simply treat it as finding someone to lead the way and get her to Shrek Academy faster.

"You're too polite, Rongrong."

Xiao Chen nodded lightly.

Immediately afterward, the God Slaying Sword floating beside him began to shake violently without warning.

Soon, two Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings disguised as purple, followed by a black Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring, appeared around the God Slaying Sword.

"Two purple and one black!"

For the first time, Ning Rongrong's expression lost its composure.

Three Soul Rings.

The first two were purple. Judging by their colors, they seemed to be one or two thousand years old and eight or nine thousand years old respectively.

The third was a black Soul Ring, a genuine Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring, roughly ten to twenty thousand years old.

Such a Soul Ring configuration had far surpassed her understanding!

However, Ning Rongrong had no idea just how terrifying Xiao Chen's true Soul Ring configuration was.

After more than five years of system lotteries, the Soul Rings of Xiao Chen's Golden Dragon King Martial Soul and God-Slaying Sword Martial Soul had both undergone enormous improvements.

First Soul Ring: nineteen thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine years!

Second Soul Ring: twenty-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine years!

Third Soul Ring: thirty-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine years!

An incomparably terrifying Soul Ring configuration!

This time, aside from earning Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing's trust and raising their favorability to improve his physical condition, Xiao Chen had come to Shrek Academy for someone else.

A Seven-ring Soul Saint, the Immovable Ming King.

Zhao Wuji!

He wanted to fight Zhao Wuji and test his current strength!

"Brother Xiao Chen, Xiao Wu is here~"

Xiao Wu directly stepped onto the God Slaying Sword with Xiao Chen, wrapped her arms around him from the front, then waved at Ning Rongrong.

"Rongrong, what's wrong? Hurry up and get on. Brother Xiao Chen is ready, and we can fly into the sky right away!"

"Ah... okay."

Ning Rongrong forced down the shock in her heart and stepped onto the God Slaying Sword with a smile.

In an instant, Xiao Chen's powerful vitality and masculine aura rushed toward Ning Rongrong's face, naturally radiating without any need for intimidation.

With his level 39 Golden Dragon King Martial Soul and the system's enhancements, Xiao Chen's physical condition had already reached an extremely terrifying level.

It was Ning Rongrong's first time getting so close to an unfamiliar young man. He was handsome and refined, and his masculine aura was so intense that her face immediately reddened slightly, dewy and flushed.

Her soft little hand, which had originally been about to hold onto Xiao Chen, instead lightly pinched the corner of his clothes.

"..."

Xiao Chen naturally noticed Ning Rongrong's emotional fluctuations, but he did not expose them.

Soon enough, she would approach him on her own!

"Rongrong, my speed might be a little fast. If you can't handle it, remember to tell me."

"I'm fine."

Ning Rongrong nodded lightly, still unwilling to admit defeat.

"Alright, hold on tight."

Whoosh!

The next moment, the God Slaying Sword carried the three of them through the air, swiftly reaching the horizon.

Violent winds lashed wildly against Xiao Chen and the others, while the air boomed without end.

Especially Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong—the fierce wind directly outlined the exquisite curves of their bodies.

"This is the feeling—so awesome!"

Feeling the sensation of flying again, Xiao Wu cried out joyfully, her face full of enjoyment.

Ning Rongrong, standing behind them, released all of her Soul Power to steady herself and said nothing.

But strange glimmers flashed repeatedly in her eyes. Clearly, she was far less calm inside than she appeared.

When Sword Douluo Chen Xin took Ning Rongrong flying, he always used Soul Power to shield her from the wind because he wanted to protect her, ensuring she was not affected in the slightest.

Even if she kept acting cute, all she received in the end was a half-protected form of Sword Flight.

Xiao Chen was different. Although his Sword Flight speed could not compare to Sword Douluo Chen Xin's, he allowed the fierce wind to howl over her body.

Only when small stones or dust drew close enough to truly injure her would sword energy intervene.

This truly was a very special experience.

It seemed... just a little bit thrilling!

"Rongrong, how does it feel? Isn't it exciting? Let me tell you, the first time I flew, my legs nearly went weak."

"It's alright. My family does a bit of business, so I've had an experience like this before."

Ning Rongrong spoke politely, with a hint of pride.

Xiao Wu's face immediately revealed a look of surprise.

"Wow, Rongrong is amazing!"

But she seemed to suddenly think of something.

The next moment, a mischievous smile appeared on Xiao Wu's face as she breathed warm air beside Xiao Chen's ear.

"Brother Xiao Chen, Rongrong says you're not that impressive. Fly faster—your fastest!"

"I don't mind, but Rongrong, are you really alright?"

"It's fine, I can take it. Xiao Chen, just speed up as much as you want!"

Hearing Xiao Wu and Xiao Chen's words, Ning Rongrong's competitive spirit was also stirred.

In her eyes, Xiao Chen's fastest speed would only be so-so, and he definitely could not maintain it for long.

After all, his Soul Power was right there. He was merely a Three-ring Soul Master, so the thrill he could give her was ultimately limited.

Unfortunately, Ning Rongrong did not know that Xiao Chen possessed two top-tier Martial Souls and six Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings...

Whoosh!

The next moment, Xiao Chen accelerated with all his strength and began performing all kinds of fancy maneuvers.

For example, when a large tree appeared ahead, Xiao Chen not only did not dodge it, but even controlled the God Slaying Sword to charge straight at it.

Only when they were less than a fist's distance away did they narrowly brush past the surface of a massive rock.

And the things they charged toward became increasingly dangerous.

Boulders, waterfalls, cliffs...

"Ah!!!"

At a certain moment, Ning Rongrong finally could not hold it in any longer and cried out. Strange light flashed repeatedly in her eyes, and her face was flushed crimson.

So thrilling.

This feeling was really incredible!

Seeing this, Xiao Wu immediately shouted.

"Rongrong, isn't Brother Xiao Chen amazing? Are you enjoying it now?"

"Yes!"

At that moment, Ning Rongrong no longer denied it and shouted honestly.

She did not even realize that, due to her overwhelming excitement, she had already tightly wrapped her arms around Xiao Chen's waist.

Her fair, tender skin, white as mutton-fat jade, along with her delicate body and chest, pressed tightly against Xiao Chen, giving him a different kind of sensation.

So this was Ning Rongrong's feeling?

Compared to Xiao Wu's softness mixed with a touch of athletic elasticity, Ning Rongrong felt more like a white cloud—supremely soft and tender.

It really was amazing!

Ding! Ning Rongrong's favorability toward the host has increased. The host's physical enhancement has reached 26%...

At the same time, atop a certain tree, a white-haired figure silently watched them.

He stood atop a long sword, also in a Sword Flight posture.

He was one of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's two Titled Douluo.

Sword Douluo, Chen Xin!

"Sigh."

Chen Xin sighed helplessly, feeling somewhat troubled.

He felt as if the precious cabbage he had raised for years had somehow been tricked away.

"Still, that kid's talent is quite good. At such a young age, he's already a Three-ring Soul Master, with two Thousand-Year Soul Rings and one Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring."

"If his background is clean, he would be qualified to inherit my legacy. Forget it, I'll visit Shrek Academy later."

After some time.

Xiao Chen and the other two finally arrived at Suotuo City and slowly approached a certain place.

Rose Hotel!