Ning Rongrong's Test

"Rongrong doesn't need the Soul Bone, so Feng Zhi, absorb it quickly!"

"Gem-type Ten Thousand Year Soul Bones really are extremely rare."

Ning Rongrong could not absorb the Soul Bone, which left Sword Douluo somewhat regretful, but Ning Fengzhi could. Gem-type Martial Souls were better suited to gem-type Soul Bones, and they could even accelerate Soul Power cultivation.

Ning Fengzhi held out his palm and carefully examined the Soul Bone in his hand.

The Soul Bone was engraved with decorative patterns and radiated a soft glow. Combined with the unique shape of a head Soul Bone, it looked like an exquisite and luxurious headdress.

"It feels a little wasteful." Ning Fengzhi sighed. "Even if I absorb this Thirty Thousand Year Soul Bone, I'll still only be level 79."

His cultivation had already reached its limit. There was no way for it to improve further.

Absorbing such a precious gem-type Soul Bone would only grant him one more skill. Though it was a gem-type Soul Bone, he had no idea what sort of skill it possessed. Tang Hao had not said before leaving.

He could not exactly find a random Soul Master, have them absorb it to see what skill it gave, then kill them and take the bone.

Ning Fengzhi still had some morals!

"This Soul Bone can create a displacement space. Aside from that, it can boost allies' spiritual power and weaken that of enemies."

"If combined with our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Heart Separation Control, it may have other applications. We'll have to test it to know the specifics."

Based on the Soul Bone information from the original work and the feedback she had received through sensing it with True Qi, Ning Rongrong described the Soul Bone's approximate abilities.

In the original work, Ning Rongrong had used this Illusionary Wisdom Skull in all sorts of ingenious ways.

It combined illusions, protection, enhancement, weakening, ally transfer, and enemy concealment. It could even alter the trajectory of an ally's Soul Skill.

Other than being unable to attack enemies directly, it was practically an all-purpose Soul Bone.

Its age was just a little low.

If an enemy noticed the existence of the space and destroyed the Illusionary Space, the Soul Bone would only be capable of enhancing allies and weakening enemies' spiritual power.

In a sense, for a Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Soul Master capable of Heart Separation Control, the Illusionary Wisdom Soul Bone could be even more useful than a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone if used well.

"Absorb it, Feng Zhi!" The more Sword Douluo listened, the more he felt the Soul Bone suited Ning Fengzhi. In truth, Ning Rongrong should have been the first choice to absorb it, but she could not.

"Since Sword Elder and Rongrong both say so, refusing any further would be a little pretentious."

Ning Fengzhi steadied his breathing. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul slowly appeared, and Soul Rings emerged one after another beneath his feet. The Illusionary Wisdom Skull resting in his hand also slowly floated upward.

Bit by bit, it rose until it was level with Ning Fengzhi's forehead.

Guided by Soul Power, the light emitted by the Soul Bone grew increasingly brilliant.

A moment later, the Thirty Thousand Year Soul Bone sank into Ning Fengzhi's forehead.

Ning Fengzhi's Soul Power seemed to have strengthened considerably.

Through the feedback from True Qi stimulating the outside world, Ning Rongrong sensed that Ning Fengzhi's Soul Power had increased. However, limited by his Soul Rings, he remained stuck at level 79.

As Ning Fengzhi absorbed the Soul Bone and sorted through its skills, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda beside him slowly rotated. After more than ten minutes, the pagoda and seven Soul Rings vanished together.

Ning Fengzhi slowly opened his eyes and sighed. "An incredible Soul Bone. It's just as Rongrong said. I can already think of several ways to use it."

"It would have been wonderful if Rongrong had been the one to absorb this Soul Bone." Ning Fengzhi looked at Ning Rongrong, his tone carrying a trace of regret.

"Dad, don't say things that don't mean anything. Say something happy, like the Soul Bone's abilities. Can it bring Sword Grandfather and Bone Grandfather significant benefits?"

"Yes, very significant." Ning Fengzhi nodded, then explained the functions of the Illusionary Space and his ideas for using it to Sword Douluo and Ning Rongrong.

After hearing him out, excitement appeared on Sword Douluo's sharply defined face. "Impressive, Feng Zhi! By your account, Old Bone and I can increase our combat strength by at least an entire tier."

After dealing with the Illusionary Wisdom Skull, the three of them did not know what to do with the remaining Thirty Thousand Year defensive Soul Bone.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect also had defensive Soul Masters, but there were few of them, and they were not particularly strong.

In the end, Ning Fengzhi put away the unwanted Thirty Thousand Year defensive left arm bone.

They had promised Tang Hao they would leave quickly after obtaining the items, so naturally they could not remain any longer.

After packing up, the three prepared to leave Notting City.

At the gate of Notting City.

A luxurious carriage slowly rolled out, driven by the dutiful Soul Ancestor disciple who had been undercover for two years.

The carriage was fitted with soundproofing, ensuring that the conversations inside could not be heard outside.

What the three were discussing now was indeed unsuitable for the Soul Ancestor disciple driving the carriage to know.

"Are we going directly to the Heaven Dou Empire?" Ning Rongrong looked at Ning Fengzhi.

"No. We'll return to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect first and see whether there is anything that needs handling. There is still some time before the day I take on disciples." Ning Fengzhi answered.

"Dad, Sword Grandfather, what do you think of Spirit Hall?" Now that Ning Fengzhi taking Xue Qinghe as his disciple had become an indisputable fact, Ning Rongrong had no choice but to consider the future.

"Rongrong, are you interested in Spirit Hall?" Sword Douluo asked in confusion.

"Yes." Ning Rongrong nodded. "To be honest, I don't have a bad impression of Spirit Hall."

"They help children of the proper age awaken their Martial Souls for free, and they provide resources to help them when they are weak."

"Spirit Hall is winning people over. Their money comes from the two empires." Sword Douluo folded his arms, his tone calm and unruffled.

"Yes. It is precisely because Spirit Hall has been constantly winning people over that the two great empires have grown increasingly anxious." Ning Fengzhi sighed as he spoke.

Everyone knew Spirit Hall was winning people over, yet no one dared stop them.

"I judge deeds, not intentions." After a long silence, Ning Rongrong asked probingingly, "If Spirit Hall wanted to absorb the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, what would we do then?"

Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo both fell silent, unclear why Ning Rongrong would say such a thing.

Still, after thinking briefly, Ning Fengzhi replied:

"We'll discuss it when the time comes. If we cannot resist, then there is nothing we can do."

"I see..." Ning Rongrong did not pursue the topic further. She raised her head toward the silent Sword Douluo. "Sword Grandfather, if Spirit Hall invited you to join them, would you? I mean, joining Spirit Hall together with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

Sword Douluo's father, Chen Jianjun, had died at Qian Daoliu's hands. More precisely, he had died after returning to see Sword Douluo once.

From the original work, Sword Douluo did not seem particularly angry that Qian Daoliu had killed his father. Instead, he was immensely proud of him.

"Theoretically, I would not join them. But if Spirit Hall truly became powerful enough to make all seven great sects submit, then... we'll consider it when the time comes!"

"I understand." Ning Rongrong inwardly breathed a sigh of relief.

She had asked these questions to determine Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo's thoughts. Their answers were ambiguous, yet they still allowed Ning Rongrong to roughly sort out her future goals.

The priority was still to see what Xue Qinghe was really made of.

Joining Shrek, siding with Spirit Hall, or finding a way to make the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect powerful enough to look down upon all others—those were matters for the future. There was still plenty of time.

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