Generous Ning Fengzhi

"What?"

"You want to sleep with me?"

"No, no, absolutely not."

Ye Feng was startled by Ning Rongrong's words.

If his teacher Ning Fengzhi heard that, he would surely skin him alive.

"Why not? I don't want to sleep with Dad. I just want to sleep with Brother Ye Feng." Ning Rongrong asked in confusion.

"Why what? Teacher won't agree to it."

Ye Feng looked helplessly at Ning Rongrong. Men and women should keep their distance, young lady!

"I don't believe you. I'm going to tell Dad right now." Ning Rongrong was stubborn by nature. Once she set her mind on something, she had to make it happen.

Ignoring Ye Feng's attempts to dissuade her, she hurried off to find Ning Fengzhi.

When Ning Fengzhi heard Ning Rongrong's request, he did not react as strongly as Ye Feng had. He merely froze for a moment before looking at Ning Rongrong with amused eyes.

"My daughter, isn't sleeping in the same tent as Dad a good thing?"

"No, I want to sleep with Brother Ye Feng." Ning Rongrong clung to Ning Fengzhi's arm and kept shaking it, looking as if she would never stop until he agreed.

"Alright, alright. A grown daughter can't be kept at home forever. Stop shaking me—I'll agree, alright?" Faced with his precious daughter acting cute, Ning Fengzhi could only nod helplessly.

"Hehe, I knew Dad would agree. I'm going to tell Brother Ye Feng now and see if he still dares to refuse."

Having received Ning Fengzhi's answer, Ning Rongrong smugly released his arm and went off proudly to find Ye Feng.

"Sigh, this girl is almost spoiled rotten by me." Ning Fengzhi watched Ning Rongrong's departing figure fondly and smiled at Sword Douluo beside him.

"Ning Fengzhi, speaking of which, Rongrong and Ye Feng could be considered childhood sweethearts. Do you think that, in the future..." Sword Douluo looked at Ning Fengzhi with a teasing gaze.

"What happens in the future, we'll let nature take its course. As long as Rongrong can be happy, I certainly won't stand in her way as her father." Ning Fengzhi fell silent for a moment, then smiled freely.

He was sincerely satisfied with Ye Feng as a disciple. If Ye Feng and Rongrong could end up together in the future, he would only be pleased.

After all, everything about Ye Feng met his standards and conformed to the traditions of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Still, what the future held would depend on Rongrong's own wishes. As her father, he would not interfere too much.

"Brother Ye Feng, Dad agreed."

When Ning Rongrong happily told him this "good" news, Ye Feng was completely stunned.

"What was Teacher thinking?"

At that moment, Ye Feng even suspected that he was hearing things.

"As soon as I told Dad, he agreed. So, am I amazing or what?" Ning Rongrong said proudly.

"Amazing, truly amazing." Ye Feng muttered to himself, while inwardly complaining like mad.

More than amazing—this was downright brilliant!

Ning Fengzhi's move killed without spilling blood!

Ye Feng even began to suspect whether Ning Fengzhi had anticipated this day long ago.

This father-daughter pair was determined to devour him whole!

But this was still far too early for him.

Whether Ning Rongrong or himself, they were both just little kids.

When it came to romance, Ye Feng truly had no interest. He simply regarded Ning Rongrong as a younger sister.

The only thing that truly interested him was strength.

In this Douluo Continent, martial souls and soul skills were even more alluring to him than women.

Early the next morning, Ye Feng woke up looking exhausted.

Ning Rongrong had tormented him terribly all night.

Perhaps she had rested enough during the day, because she was full of energy at night and did not remember that she needed sleep until late into the night.

And she did not sleep quietly, either. She had nearly squeezed him right out of the tent.

"Oh, Ye Feng, you're awake. How did you sleep last night?"

As Ye Feng stepped out of the tent with dark circles under his eyes, Sword Douluo's teasing voice reached him.

"Sword Grandpa, what are you talking about? I don't understand." Ye Feng looked at Sword Douluo blankly. He was still a child—how could he understand an adult's thoughts?

"I knew you were a slippery little brat. This old man won't meddle in your affairs. I only hope that you won't disappoint our expectations in the future."

Ye Feng was still young, so Sword Douluo could not say much. He only gave him a subtle hint.

For the next stretch of time, life settled into calm.

Ye Feng also got to experience the local customs and culture of Douluo Continent.

The many beautiful sights, exotic flowers, and rare herbs opened Ye Feng's eyes.

Many of those sights were things he had never seen before.

Of course, Tailong inevitably came looking for him from time to time, and they would have a match.

Although he lost every single time, Tailong kept fighting despite repeated defeats. Even when he was beaten black and blue, he would still come to challenge Ye Feng again the next day.

This added a touch of amusement to Ye Feng's journey.

Of course, sparring with Tailong was not without its gains.

After a month, Ye Feng's attribute panel had already changed considerably.

Host: Ye Feng

Martial Soul: Ordinary Sharp-tailed Swallow (8/10)

Level: Level 15

Soul Skill: Acceleration (Minor Accomplishment)

Skill: Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Meditation Method (Major Accomplishment)

Heart Separation Control (Four-Orifice Constant Heart)

Strength Increase (20%)

Seven Kill Sword Style (Minor Accomplishment)

First was his Spirit Evolution Progress. After undergoing a great deal of practical combat training, its rate of evolution had increased significantly. It had already reached 8 points, and in less than a month, his martial soul would be able to evolve.

Then there was his level. In a month, it had risen from Level 14 to Level 15.

Finally, there was the Seven Kill Sword Style. During his battles with Tailong, Ye Feng had consciously trained the Seven Kill Sword Style. At present, it had already reached the realm of Minor Accomplishment.

After reaching Minor Accomplishment, the Seven Kill Sword Style could now initially be executed with his wings.

Of course, even when using it, his wings only served as auxiliary weapons. The key was to catch the enemy off guard. Their true purpose was still flight and increasing his movement speed.

Guba City was located in the north of the Star Luo Empire. Situated at the border between the two great empires, it served as a buffer zone between them. It was less than two hundred li from either nation, making it a true border city.

Because it was located on the border, Guba City was also extremely prosperous, with merchants of all kinds coming and going in an endless stream.

After a simple inspection and payment of the entry tax, Ye Feng and the others entered the city as well.

"Patriarch Titan, how should we arrange things?" After entering the city, Ning Fengzhi looked at Titan and asked.

"We'll go directly to the Speed Clan's residence. They're hosting this gathering, so they'll naturally handle all the arrangements. The reason for this gathering is simply because everyone has been apart for so long and wants to catch up. There's no need for any special arrangements."

Titan explained to Ning Fengzhi with a smile.

"Hehe, that's true. Come to think of it, we're here to visit relatives. It makes perfect sense to go straight to their door." Ning Fengzhi glanced at Ye Feng, a trace of amusement in his eyes.

"Yes, yes, we're visiting relatives. There's no need for formalities." Titan hurriedly agreed. Right now, he especially wanted to know what Old White Bird's expression would be when he learned that Titan had brought him a genius.