The moment those words came out, Ning Rongrong's struggling stopped instantly.
Raise her martial soul's quality?
The greatest flaw of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda was that it only had seven floors, and this had also been the greatest regret of every successive sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
If that curse could be broken, forget half the treasure trove—even if the entire sect had to be offered up with both hands, Ning Fengzhi would not hesitate in the slightest.
Ning Rongrong lifted her head and stared stunned at Lu Ming.
"Y-you're telling the truth?"
Lu Ming casually smoothed out her disheveled hair.
"I never waste words."
"If you want it, then show me your sincerity."
Ning Rongrong bit down hard on her lower lip, the pride in her eyes completely replaced by longing.
She slowly lowered her head and pressed her cheek against Lu Ming's broad chest, nuzzling him like an obedient little cat.
"I... I'll listen to you..."
Seeing this Little Witch, who had always been so overbearing in the past, completely yield, Lu Ming felt even more pleased.
He opened the Chat Group again.
[Emperor Lu]: The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's treasure trove really was a pleasant surprise.
[Emperor Lu]: To thank me, Rongrong even personally found her family's inherited sect-protecting treasure and gave it to me.
[Emperor Lu]: A sensible girl like this really is lovable.
Because of Lu Ming's messages, the atmosphere in the group surged once again.
Spirit City, inside the Secret Chamber of the Pontiff's Palace.
Bibi Dong looked at the chat log on the screen, so furious that she crushed the pure gold scepter in her hand.
Yesterday, she had left the group out of shame and anger, thinking Lu Ming would lower himself and beg her