Ning Rongrong ran all the way to Li Xun, leapt up with all her might, and clung to him. Then she planted a heavy kiss on his left cheek.
"Big brother! My Martial Soul evolved—it's the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda now!" Ning Rongrong cried excitedly.
Due to its inherent flaw, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda could only cultivate Soul Power up to level seventy-nine. Her father, Ning Fengzhi, had been stuck at that level for years, unable to advance any further.
Now that her Martial Soul had evolved into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, it meant that she had likely made up for its flaw and could eventually cultivate to the level of a Titled Douluo.
It was currently the students' lunch break.
Ning Rongrong's shouting successfully drew the attention of the surrounding students.
But when they saw Ning Rongrong clinging to Li Xun, their expressions changed. They quickly turned away and pretended not to see anything, afraid that Li Xun would come after them.
After all, the sight of Yu Tianheng lying on the ground in a pool of blood was still vivid in their minds.
"Pretty good gift from your big brother, right?"
Feeling the soft touch on his cheek, Li Xun chuckled and turned his right cheek toward her as well.
"...Okay." How could Ning Rongrong not understand what Li Xun meant? She furtively glanced at the crowd around them, and her face instantly flushed red.
She had only kissed Li Xun in a moment of uncontrollable excitement. Now that she had calmed down, she wished she could crawl into a crack in the ground.
"Where did all that boldness from just now go?" Seeing Ning Rongrong's shy appearance, Li Xun narrowed his eyes and laughed as he prepared to set her down.
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