Daughter, Ning Ling?

Douluo Continent.

A terrifying disaster, like a natural calamity, had passed long ago.

While high-level soul masters still had lingering fears, ordinary civilians had long returned to their daily lives.

People needed to eat. Not everyone was like a soul master, receiving subsidies from Spirit Hall.

The world changed with the passage of time, and several years could alter many things.

For example, within the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Ning Rongrong, who had returned to the sect with Di Tian and Shizaki Kuang San, was instantly shocked into a meow meow meow expression.

Who am I?

Where am I? What am I supposed to do?

Only after the triple whammy did Ning Rongrong come back to her senses, but she was still completely speechless.

Pink Hair had happily returned from the universe today.

Yet she had unexpectedly learned news that was neither too great nor too small, but felt like a cosmic catastrophe—enough to make her, who had already broken through to the Longevity Realm, feel as though the sky had fallen.

"Girl, this is your daughter."

Heaven knew how shocked Ning Fengzhi had been when he said those words.

No.

She had only gone out for a few years, and there was suddenly a daughter at home?

Was that scientific?

Looking at the pink-haired loli who resembled her by seventy or eighty percent, but whose brows looked more like Qian Renxue's, Ning Rongrong's scalp went numb.

"Tell me. What exactly happened?"

Ning Rongrong carried the loli who had pounced on her to a nearby seat. After confirming that she truly possessed her bloodline, she sat down not far away, picked up a cup full of tea, and strategically took a sip to calm herself down.

Di Tian and Shizaki Kuang San tactfully withdrew outside the main hall.

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