Ning Rongrong knew what was appropriate.
She could tell what mattered.
Su Wen could help her gain combat ability, but that was only something she could have with Su Wen's help.
She herself had no combat ability whatsoever.
If she flaunted herself by absorbing a soul ring of an even higher-grade color, it would only draw a large number of attacks.
"Mm, Rongrong, you also need to know that Father is doing this for your own good," Ning Fengzhi said gently, his expression easing somewhat.
How could he not want to verify his own conjecture?
But Ning Rongrong was his daughter!
If it were only a matter of eating some heavenly treasure to verify it, that would be one thing. He would definitely find it for Rongrong without the slightest hesitation, and after confirming there was no danger, he would even urge Ning Rongrong to take it.
But if it was a risky method like absorbing a soul ring above her level, he would rather he had never had any of these conjectures at all.
Even after more than three months of theoretical verification, after making a great many conjectures, and even completing a logical closed loop, he still did not want the first person to risk their life to be his own daughter.
"I won't force the disciples in the Sect to try it, but I will include this theory in the Sect's records. In the future, if any disciples are willing to fight for this sliver of hope, they can give it a try," Ning Fengzhi thought.
"Under normal circumstances, the limit for a Second Soul Ring is seven hundred and sixty-four years. Rongrong, although it wouldn't be good for you to absorb a Thousand Year Soul Ring, I don't object to you surpassing this limit and attempting