Ten Times Cultivation, Rongrong's Heart Stirs

Inside a side hall of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, light filtered through the carved lattice windows, casting soft patches of brightness. The air seemed frozen, leaving only Ning Rongrong's rapid breaths in her extreme shock.

She stood rooted in place, her small mouth unconsciously hanging open, her lively eyes widened round and filled with disbelief. She even instinctively pinched her arm hard. The sharp pain told her that this was no dream.

Ten Times Cultivation Speed?!

Those five words echoed madly through her mind like a curse, stirring up a raging storm!

As the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, she had been exposed to the continent's finest Cultivation Resources since childhood. The sect's Mimic Cultivation Environment, all kinds of cultivation-aiding pills, guidance from her elders' Soul Power... she had thought that was the limit of cultivation.

But only now did she understand what it meant for there to always be something greater beyond!

The density of energy in this tower's inner space could no longer be described merely as "dense." It was practically liquid, an almost tangible ocean of energy! With every breath, countless particles of pure Soul Power seemed to flow into her body on their own, racing joyfully through her Meridians. They barely needed refining before they could easily be converted into her own Soul Power. She had never experienced such exhilarating rapid growth in Soul Power before. It was utterly intoxicating!

She could even clearly feel that her Level 29 Spirit Power Bottleneck, which had stalled for so long, was beginning to loosen under this terrifying flood of energy. There were already signs of a breakthrough!

This... how was this possible?! How could such a heaven-defying cultivation sanctuary exist in this world?!

"Th-this... what exactly is this place?!" Ning Rongrong's voice trembled slightly as she looked around at the boundless, strange space swirling with Nine-Colored Flow. She felt like a mortal who had stumbled into a divine kingdom.

"I already told you. This is the inner space of my Martial Soul." Qin Mo's calm voice sounded beside her, as though he were discussing something insignificant. "Here, the flow of time—or rather, the efficiency with which energy gathers—is different from the outside world. By a rough estimate, cultivation is about ten times faster than outside."

Ten times! Hearing that exact number again, Ning Rongrong's heart still began pounding violently.

She abruptly turned to look at the black-clad youth beside her, who did not seem much older than she was. His expression remained calm, and there was not the slightest hint of boasting in his deep eyes—only a matter-of-fact tranquility.

At that moment, all of Ning Rongrong's previous arrogance, doubt, and disdain vanished into thin air, replaced by an immense, indescribable shock and longing!

She finally understood why her father and two grandfathers had attached such importance to this obscure Myriad Manifestations Sect. This was no ordinary sect. The power they possessed had already surpassed all common sense!

What did Ten Times Cultivation Speed mean?

It meant she could break through Level 30, Level 40, even Level 50 in an extremely short time! It meant she might reach heights that her elders had needed decades to attain before she came of age! More importantly... it meant that the Seven Ring Curse, which had plagued countless generations of Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect ancestors, might truly be broken!

The Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda! That legendary realm! It had always been nothing more than an illusory dream recorded in ancient texts. But now, that dream seemed within reach!

As long as... as long as she could stay here and cultivate!

Overwhelming surprise and longing erupted in her heart like a volcano, instantly drowning out every other emotion. Her delicate little face flushed bright red from excitement, her breathing grew increasingly rapid, and the way she looked at Qin Mo became incomparably fervent, as though she were looking at an unparalleled treasure.

"Y-you're telling the truth? I can really cultivate here?!" Ning Rongrong's voice turned shrill with excitement. She urgently grabbed Qin Mo's arm, as though afraid he would go back on his word or that this space would disappear the next second.

"I never speak falsely." Qin Mo gently freed himself from her grip, his tone still calm. "Myriad Manifestations Academy exists to cultivate experts capable of surpassing the mundane. If you join, you will naturally be qualified to use the Cultivation Resources here."

"Join! I'll join!" Ning Rongrong blurted out almost without hesitation, her voice firm and decisive. The sect's rules, the restraint expected of a young lady—before the immense temptation of breaking through the limits of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda and touching a legendary realm, all of it became utterly insignificant!

Her mind was filled with visions of her Soul Power soaring in the future, of her Glazed Tile Pagoda blooming with eight-colored, even Nine-Colored Radiance!

Qin Mo watched her impatient expression, and the corner of his lips lifted almost imperceptibly. As expected, for Soul Masters who pursued power—especially disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect trapped by the limits of their Martial Souls—this Ten Times Cultivation Space was an irresistible temptation.

"Since that is the case, let us go out. I imagine Sect Master Ning and the others are growing anxious." With a thought from Qin Mo, the scene changed.

Ning Rongrong felt the view before her distort and shift once more. The next moment, she was back inside the side hall. The sunlight outside remained unchanged, sandalwood incense drifted through the air, and everything that had just happened seemed like an unbelievably vivid dream.

Yet the Soul Power still surging actively through her body, nearly breaking through her bottleneck, told her with absolute certainty—what she had just experienced was completely real!

The doors of the side hall opened.

Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, and Gu Rong, who had been waiting outside, immediately turned their gazes toward them. Although they could not hear the conversation within the hall, they had vaguely sensed a strange fluctuation in space just moments ago.

When they saw the two emerge, all three were slightly stunned.

Qin Mo still wore that calm, unruffled expression, as though he had merely gone inside for a cup of tea.

As for Ning Rongrong...

Her little face was flushed red, her eyes shone frighteningly brightly, and her breathing was hurried. Her entire body was in a state of extreme excitement and agitation, completely unlike her previously arrogant and impatient self! The moment she came out, she rushed to Ning Fengzhi's side and tightly grabbed her father's arm. She was so excited that her words came out in a jumble.

"Dad! I want to go! I want to go to his academy! I have to go! There... there really... it can really make me much, much stronger! I can definitely break through! It's true! He showed me! It's incredible!"

Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, and Gu Rong looked at one another, all bewildered by Ning Rongrong's sudden and drastic change. They had never seen her display such fanatical enthusiasm for cultivation!

Ning Fengzhi steadied his daughter and looked uncertainly at Qin Mo. "Young Sect Master Qin, this..."

"I merely showed Miss Rongrong some of the academy's basic facilities." Qin Mo spoke casually. "It seems Miss Rongrong is quite satisfied."

Basic facilities? Facilities that could excite his lofty and proud precious daughter to this extent?

A raging storm rose in Ning Fengzhi's heart. He looked deeply at Qin Mo, then at his daughter, who could barely contain her excitement, and instantly understood that what the Myriad Manifestations Sect possessed was likely far more astonishing than he had imagined!

Chen Xin and Gu Rong also wore grave expressions. They could sense that Ning Rongrong's Soul Power was unusually active. In the brief time just now, it seemed to have noticeably increased! It was simply inconceivable!

Seeing that her father still seemed hesitant, Ning Rongrong stomped her feet anxiously. "Dad! What are you still hesitating for?! It's true! Ten times! It's ten—" She nearly blurted it out, but upon seeing Qin Mo's calm gaze, she forcibly stopped herself. Instead, she shook her father's arm hard. "Anyway, I don't care! I'm going! If you won't let me go, then I... I'll go on a hunger strike!"

Ning Fengzhi looked at the unprecedented seriousness and longing in his daughter's eyes. It was the purest pursuit of power, the very look he had always hoped to see in his daughter but never had.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the shock and countless questions in his heart. His gaze became profound and solemn as he looked at Qin Mo and said in a deep voice, "Young Sect Master Qin, truly impressive methods. Ning... is impressed."

After a pause, he made his final decision. "In that case, my daughter... will be entrusted to your sect. I hope the Myriad Manifestations Sect will not disappoint my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect." These words were both an entrustment and a reminder carrying the authority of a sect master of the Upper Three Sects.

Qin Mo nodded calmly, his tone even but confident. "Rest assured, Sect Master Ning. Rongrong will only fare better at Myriad Manifestations Academy than she would in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

Thus, the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, carrying boundless longing to break through her limits and touch a legendary realm, officially decided to join Myriad Manifestations Academy.

Once the news spread, it would surely cause a massive uproar.