100,000 Year Transforming Soul Beast

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, two years had passed.

Ning Rongrong spent most of her time nourishing her Meridians, eliminating the lingering damage caused by using medicine to forcibly open them.

As the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, with the full support of her father Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and Bone Douluo, she had no need to worry about the sorts of resource disputes common to the protagonists of fantasy novels, where jealous collateral relatives coveted what they had.

"I still can't stabilize the Soul Ring." Ning Rongrong sighed. "Without a Soul Ring, is there really no way to use my power?"

Ning Rongrong controlled the True Qi in her body and made it resonate with her Martial Soul. The dazzling Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda condensed above her palm, its body emitting a pale green glow.

Then, a white Soul Ring rose from beneath her feet. The ring remained white for a brief moment before being dyed yellow by an unusual energy. A few seconds later, it turned purple.

"Level 20..."

After lingering briefly, the purple Soul Ring quickly dissipated. Its scattered energy was absorbed by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda before finally returning to Ning Rongrong's body.

"If I can't stabilize the first Soul Ring, I won't be able to condense a second one."

She withdrew her Martial Soul, and the mysterious aura surrounding Ning Rongrong gradually faded away.

"I wonder how that matter is going?"

"By all rights, the time should be close. The last time there was news, Little Rabbit was already Level 16."

A long, piercing bird cry suddenly came from high above.

A completely snow-white bird-type Soul Beast descended swiftly, landing not far from Ning Rongrong.

This was a Soul Beast specially bred by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to deliver information—a Messenger Pigeon.

It could establish direct two-way contact, without the hassle of ordinary carrier pigeons.

After much pleading, Ning Rongrong had finally gotten one from her father, Ning Fengzhi.

Ning Rongrong walked over and removed the note tied to the Messenger Pigeon's leg.

"Go back now, back to where you were before. And thank you for your hard work." Ning Rongrong fed the Messenger Pigeon a little, then waved it away.

Watching the Messenger Pigeon disappear beyond the horizon, Ning Rongrong held the thin letter and slowly unfolded it. As she leisurely read its contents, the corners of her lips curved upward, and a knowing smile appeared on her slightly baby-fat cheeks.

"Xiao Wu is finally Level 19."

The method by which a 100,000 Year Transforming Soul Beast condensed Soul Rings—this was what Ning Rongrong needed.

Her own Soul Ring condensation lacked a stabilizing factor. It was like crafting a container that shattered easily once completed; it needed a framework to secure it, yet Ning Rongrong had never found a way to do so.

100,000 Year Transforming Soul Beasts were naturally inclined toward humanity. Once they reached the mature stage after Level 60, they could be no different from humans.

If she could witness Xiao Wu's Ring Condensation process firsthand and use it as a reference, her current difficulty might be resolved at once.

Ordinary Soul Beasts went through no Ring Condensation process at all. No matter how many she killed, she would not solve the problem if she was heading in the wrong direction.

But a 100,000 Year Transforming Soul Beast might be her opportunity.

"Ning Rongrong, you can do this!" After throwing aside her chaotic thoughts, Ning Rongrong ran back to her residence as fast as she could, took a nice bath, changed out of her Training Suit, and put on clothes more suitable for going out.

Then, she headed for Ning Fengzhi's residence.

At that moment, Ning Fengzhi was discussing something with the two Titled Douluo elders.

Bang—

The door was pushed open, perhaps with a little too much force.

Ning Fengzhi picked up the teacup beside him and took a sip to calm himself before asking, "Rongrong, what has made you so happy?"

It really was rare. Over the past two years, Ning Rongrong had either buried herself in books at the library or gone to the Training Field. Her routine was practically unchanging every day. Aside from necessary sect socializing, she had no desire to interact with anyone else.

She had rushed over so urgently today. Could it be that she had made significant progress in her cultivation?

According to Ning Rongrong herself, her current strength was roughly in the Level 30 to 40 range. However, limited by her Soul Rings, she could only display strength equivalent to the number of Soul Rings she possessed.

After briefly greeting Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, Ning Rongrong got straight to the point.

"Dad, I hope to go to the border of the Heaven Dou Empire, to a place called Notting City."

"Notting City?" Ning Fengzhi froze, exchanging looks with Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo.

"Why do you want to go to such a remote border city?" It was not only Ning Fengzhi who was puzzled; even the two Titled Douluo were rather confused.

"Notting Junior Academy in Notting City may have two children with Innate Full Soul Power." Ning Rongrong walked over to Ning Fengzhi and handed him the letter.

"Th-this is!" Ning Fengzhi abruptly rose to his feet. Seeing the shock on his face, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo also leaned over.

"Tang San, Soul Power Level 21. Xiao Wu, Soul Power Level 19... Based on this subordinate's observations of their cultivation speed, it is highly likely that, as Miss said, both have Innate Full Soul Power."

"Strange. Can Blue Silver Grass be cultivated too?" Ning Fengzhi frowned slightly as he studied the letter, lost in thought.

Ning Fengzhi had known that Ning Rongrong had been sending Soul Masters everywhere in a broad search two years ago.

However, those sent out were Soul Ancestors or lower-ranked Soul Masters, so it was not a major matter.

Even if there had been objections within the sect, Ning Fengzhi had suppressed them.

Because Ning Rongrong and Ning Fengzhi had an agreement lasting three years.

As long as something could aid her cultivation, Ning Rongrong could use the sect's authority to do it.

The premise was that she could not go too far. For instance, having a Soul Saint beg along the streets of the Heaven Dou Empire's capital was absolutely out of the question.

"Rongrong, do you want to recruit them?" Ning Fengzhi shifted his gaze from the letter and looked at his daughter with slight confusion.

"No, I only want to go and take a look. Whether they can be recruited is still uncertain, which is why I brought this up with you." Ning Rongrong hesitated for a moment before answering.

"Not a bad idea." Ning Fengzhi returned the letter to Ning Rongrong.

Two young people suspected of having Innate Full Soul Power—first, they could see what their character was like. The younger they were, the easier they would be to cultivate. Perhaps the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect might gain two more Titled Douluo in the future.

Whether they had Innate Full Soul Power or Innate Level Nine Soul Power, as long as their Martial Souls were not Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagodas, there was no way they could fail to reach the rank of Titled Douluo under the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's full support.

"All right. When do you want to leave?" Ning Rongrong had strong opinions of her own, so Ning Fengzhi did not make the decision for her.

"The sooner, the better." Ning Rongrong thought for a moment before replying. "We may need to stay in Notting City for a while. Maybe half a month, or even a month."

Hearing Ning Rongrong's answer, Ning Fengzhi gave her a deep look. A father knew his daughter best; Ning Rongrong might be hiding something. Since she had not said it, Ning Fengzhi was not in a position to press her.

"Then we'll leave tomorrow. I'll arrange the sect's affairs first, since we'll be gone for quite some time."

With the support of a Titled Douluo, the three of them quickly arrived in Notting City.

After finding lodging at an inn and dealing with the miscellaneous matters,

Sword Douluo finally could not help asking, "Rongrong, why did you insist that I come along? Bone has been complaining to me nonstop."

"Sword Grandfather, you noticed?" Ning Rongrong scratched her head awkwardly.

"Your Sword Grandfather is a Titled Douluo, after all." Sword Douluo pulled a stern face, somewhat displeased. Did Ning Rongrong truly think Sword Saint Chen Xin was a senile old fool?

"It wasn't just me. Bone and your father noticed too. You've been so preoccupied. Does it have something to do with those two children who may have Innate Full Soul Power?"

After Sword Douluo finished speaking, Ning Fengzhi reached out at just the right moment and patted his daughter's shoulder.

"Girl, don't you trust even us?"

Ning Rongrong looked at the two of them and fell silent for a long while. "All right. I do know more about Tang San and Xiao Wu. I asked Dad and Sword Grandfather to come as a precaution."

"That girl named Xiao Wu is very likely a 100,000 Year Transforming Soul Beast."