Ning Rongrong's First Soul Skill

Star Dou Great Forest.

Ning Rongrong's talent was quite exceptional. Her Innate Soul Power was rank nine, and with her family's help, she quickly advanced to rank ten.

Not only was she talented, but she was also lucky. Though she encountered danger twice in a row, both crises were resolved. Moreover, meeting Ye Buqun turned her misfortune into a blessing.

That was because Ye Buqun had found her a Soul Ring close to the limit of four hundred and twenty-three years.

It was a bear-type Soul Beast nearly four hundred years old, already lying there on its last breath. Ning Rongrong took out a dagger specially made for hunting Soul Beasts and stabbed it several times in its vital spots.

The Soul Beast died completely.

"Sit cross-legged and use your mind to hold your martial soul steady."

With Ye Buqun guiding her, Ning Rongrong crossed her legs and sat on the ground, focusing her mind on her martial soul. Following the boy's instructions, she used her Soul Power to draw it in. As the yellow Soul Ring approached, Ning Rongrong felt an immensely powerful pressure. Even the flesh and blood throughout her body seemed to be squeezed beneath it.

When the Soul Ring reached above her head, it rapidly shrank to the size of a bracelet and slipped over her martial soul.

Speaking of her martial soul, it was the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, known as the strongest support martial soul on the entire continent.

The moment the Soul Ring encircled her martial soul, Ning Rongrong's brows furrowed tightly. It felt as though raging flames had invaded her body, and the scorching sensation immediately drenched her in fragrant sweat.

"Don't back down, or you'll be in danger. As long as you hold on with your mind, you'll be fine. Remember, once you endure this, you'll become a true Soul Master."

Seeing that Ning Rongrong seemed unable to hold on, Ye Buqun continued guiding and encouraging her from the side.

Even if she was a noble of the Upper Three Sects, this girl was ultimately only a Support-type Soul Master. Her physique was far less powerful than that of a Battle Soul Master. He had no idea whether her small body could withstand such an impact.

Perhaps they had been too eager for quick success from the start? A Soul Ring of one or two hundred years might have been easier to absorb.

But Ning Rongrong was proud and arrogant. The moment she opened her mouth, she had asked for a five-hundred-year Soul Ring. If not for the age limit, she would even have wanted one that was a thousand years old. Ye Buqun had spent a long time searching before finding this Soul Ring for her.

At this moment, Ning Rongrong's brows knitted even tighter. She seemed to be suffering an even greater impact, and she even began to regret it. If Ye Buqun had not been there encouraging her, she did not know whether she could have continued holding on.

When Ye Buqun spoke to encourage her again, Ning Rongrong could barely hear him. Her consciousness had nearly been completely submerged by the impact brought by the Soul Ring. Now, she was fiercely struggling against it with her will.

She only felt as if the blood throughout her body were burning. The terrifying heat made her clench her teeth tightly.

Ye Buqun could not experience such painful suffering, but as a Douluo fan in his previous life, he knew full well how difficult it was for Soul Masters to absorb Soul Rings.

Seeing her increasingly pained expression, Ye Buqun knew she had reached the critical moment.

In Ning Rongrong's consciousness, it was as though she were immersed in a sea of fire and magma. Her Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda revolved within that sea of flames, the crimson fire intertwining with the sky-blue pagoda in a dazzling, radiant display. No matter how scorching the temperature, it seemed incapable of destroying or shaking the number one support martial soul under heaven.

Under the searing heat, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda actually began to change gradually, shining with a gem-like radiance.

Then Ning Rongrong heard a soft boom within her body, and the scorching aura seemed as though it would roast and melt her.

The incomparable heat seemed to reach its peak, yet she felt the temperature within her body gradually begin to fall.

After a while, Ning Rongrong's tightly furrowed brows completely relaxed. The sea of flames in her consciousness vanished without a trace, and the burning sensation disappeared entirely, as though it had never existed.

Then a clear, pleasant chime rang out within her body. The Soul Ring's energy transformed into a soothing residual warmth that slowly spread through her body, gradually merging into a warm current that circulated throughout her entire body.

The dazzling Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda floated in her palm, while the small Soul Ring hovered and moved up and down around it. She had clearly succeeded.

Although this was Ning Rongrong's first time obtaining a Soul Ring, she understood perfectly well what it meant, and she could not help but be overjoyed.

The gentle warm current within her body seemed to transform into even more immense energy, which gradually flowed into her dantian.

The comfort after successfully absorbing a Soul Ring was the complete opposite of the absorption process. This feeling was as though she stood atop the clouds, filled with the ultimate joy of reaching the summit. The hundreds of thousands of pores across her body opened completely, greedily drinking in the fresh air.

Ning Rongrong slowly opened her eyes, unaware that her entire body had already changed.

Her figure had become more slender, and her waterfall-like, silky long hair had grown longer, falling straight to her narrow waist. Her skin had become fairer and more delicate, while her large, watery eyes seemed even more crystalline, making her look more tender and captivating.

Any Soul Master would undergo more or less some changes after obtaining a Soul Ring, whether good or bad. Ning Rongrong's changes had undoubtedly developed in a positive direction.

Ning Rongrong's face was filled with joy, as though she had been wonderfully reborn.

Though she was only a Support-type Soul Master, she could clearly feel the growth of her Soul Power. The exhilarating sense of strength filling every movement went without saying. Empowered by the Soul Ring, all aspects of her body's functions had improved considerably as well.

"Congratulations." Seeing her succeed, Ye Buqun was happy for her too.

Ning Rongrong revealed a smile as refreshing as a spring breeze. "Don't say that. It's all thanks to you. Without you, I never could have obtained such a good Soul Ring."

Ye Buqun smiled as well. "Let's not talk about that yet. Show me your First Soul Skill."

"Alright."

As Ning Rongrong agreed, the shining yellow Soul Ring rose from beneath her feet.

"Seven Treasures Turn Out Glazed!"

She naturally recited the first half of the soul incantation, turning gracefully in place as dazzling seven-colored light burst from the pagoda.

The splendid seven-colored radiance was no less brilliant than a rainbow. Ning Rongrong smiled at Ye Buqun, like an immortal maiden within a painting.

Her green dress swayed gently despite the absence of wind, giving her an ethereal air.

Drifting as though she stood apart from the mortal world, ascending on wings to become immortal.

If an ordinary man saw her, he would probably start drooling.

"Seven Treasures have names, first: Strength!"

The pagoda slowly rotated under the control of her mind. With a point of Ning Rongrong's slender hand, a beam of seven-colored light drifted onto Ye Buqun's body.

Ye Buqun immediately felt strength surging through his entire body—