"Brother Xiao Wen, what's the method? Hurry up and tell me!"
The two had already reached the VIP room where Ning Fengzhi was, yet Su Wen still had not said anything. Ning Rongrong was practically dying of impatience.
"What is it, Rongrong?" Ning Fengzhi was curious what could make his daughter so anxious.
"Father, Brother Xiao Wen said he can give me the ability to fight."
"Hm?" Ning Fengzhi froze.
No one understood the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul better than he did, so he knew that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda could not obtain combat Soul Skills.
Unless it mutated—and mutated so thoroughly that it became another type of pagoda Martial Soul without the characteristics of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.
But Rongrong possessed a pure Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul.
"Oh? Xiao Wen, what method do you have?" Thinking of how Su Wen had developed his Book Martial Soul, Ning Fengzhi did not question him. Instead, he asked curiously.
He wanted to see exactly what method Su Wen had in mind.
"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda itself can't grant a Soul Master combat ability, so we'll rely on teammates," Su Wen said.
Rely on teammates?
Was his idea of relying on teammates the same one they knew?
Didn't relying on teammates mean relying on them for protection?
"Rongrong, feel it out." As he spoke, Su Wen summoned his Martial Soul, separated several book pages from it, and merged them into Ning Rongrong's body. His First Soul Ring flashed.
Ning Rongrong widened her eyes and looked at her tiny hands and feet.
"How is it?"
"I feel like I've gotten stronger," Ning Rongrong murmured.
Her eyes lit up, and with a shout of "Hah!" she threw a punch at Gu Rong.
"Bone