Ning Rongrong: Su Yuntian, Prepare to Die!

Apart from being taller and sturdier, Su Yuntian's appearance had not changed much compared to two years ago.

If there was any change, it could only be said that... he had become even more handsome.

His light golden short hair needed no elaborate styling. Simply combed neatly, it already made him stand out from the crowd. Compared to two years ago, his increasingly handsome face had gained a little more hardness in its once gentle contours and lines, along with a masculine vigor unique to men.

Those ruby-like pupils were still soul-stirring, as though they possessed some magical power that made people afraid to meet his gaze.

Yet in the eyes of the Little Witch, Ning Rongrong, that handsome face was utterly detestable.

For the past two years, Ning Rongrong had thought almost every day about defeating Su Yuntian and avenging her humiliation.

Especially after learning that Su Yuntian was the attendant of the First Prince, Xue Qinghe, her competitive spirit had burned like a raging wildfire, never once subsiding.

Whenever Xue Qinghe visited the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Rongrong had repeatedly asked the First Prince about that boy named Su Yuntian.

Even so, Su Yuntian had barely paid attention to Ning Rongrong. Two years had passed, and he had nearly forgotten what she looked like. Now, seeing a pretty young girl gritting her teeth at him, he could not help feeling immense pressure.

"Little sister, do we know each other?"

Seeing this, Ning Rongrong grew even angrier. "You bastard! I am Ning Rongrong!"

Su Yuntian nodded. "Ning Rongrong... I don't know you."

Though he claimed not to know her, Su Yuntian recalled that afternoon two years ago. At their very first meeting, he had made her cry. That really was embarrassing.

Behind Ning Rongrong, a tall youth came jogging over and grabbed one of her arms, quietly persuading her, "Rongrong, this is the Crown Prince's Mansion, not our home."

Seeing the youth, Su Yuntian suddenly looked enlightened and clapped his hands. "So it's the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Third Young Master. Welcome, welcome. I'll go find His Highness the Crown Prince right away."

The youth was Ning Fengya from back then.

He was Ning Fengzhi's third son, but his fame was nowhere near that of the Little Witch, Ning Rongrong. Seeing Su Yuntian ignore Ning Rongrong and greet him instead, he could not help secretly feeling pleased.

Ning Rongrong, meanwhile, was furious. Looking at Su Yuntian, who had already turned around to make his escape, she shouted, "You bastard, stop right there!"

Su Yuntian had already begun walking toward the inner courtyard. It was not that he feared Ning Rongrong, but rather Ning Rongrong's father, Ning Fengzhi.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Sect Master could make Heaven Dou City tremble three times with a mere stomp of his foot. Even Xue Qinghe treated him with the utmost respect. How could a little grasshopper like Su Yuntian dare to jump around before him?

But after taking only two steps, he heard Xue Qinghe's voice.

"No need to look. I'm here."

Xue Qinghe had entered through the front gate. He personally led the way, followed by a handsome, elegant middle-aged man. It was none other than Ning Fengzhi, Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Now Su Yuntian had nowhere to run. He hurriedly turned around and placed a hand over his chest in salute to Xue Qinghe and Ning Fengzhi. "Greetings, Your Highness the Crown Prince. Greetings, Sect Master Ning."

Leaning on his cane, Ning Fengzhi stared at him and asked, "You are Su Yuntian?"

"That is me."

Unexpectedly, Ning Fengzhi merely smiled faintly. "Very good."

Su Yuntian's heart trembled... Why did Ning Fengzhi's faint smile feel a little... unsettling?

Seeing that her backer had arrived, Ning Rongrong immediately flung herself into Ning Fengzhi's arms like a swallow returning to its nest, deploying the coquettish tactics she was best at. "That Su Yuntian bullied Rongrong! Daddy, you have to stand up for Rongrong!"

Ning Fengzhi became interested. "Is that so?"

"It is!" Ning Rongrong began recounting the events of two years ago, though she omitted the part where Su Yuntian had smashed eggs on her.

Ning Fengzhi listened quietly, smiling without saying a word.

Xue Qinghe, meanwhile, patted Su Yuntian's shoulder with ill intent and leaned close to whisper, "To earn the favor of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's eldest young lady, Xiaotian, you're about to strike it rich."

Su Yuntian could not help shaking his head. "I feel like I'm about to suffer a huge disaster!"

After quietly listening to Ning Rongrong's complaint, Ning Fengzhi finally said, "Wasn't all that two years ago?"

Ning Rongrong was immediately at a loss for words. She could only call out "Daddy" in a sweet, spoiled voice, hugging Ning Fengzhi's arm and wriggling around.

Ning Fengya, standing nearby, also revealed an awkward expression.

Su Yuntian cleared his throat and stepped forward. "Back then, I was young and ignorant, and I offended Miss Rongrong. I ask the Sect Master for forgiveness."

He thought that if he took the initiative and gave her an out, Ning Rongrong would settle down already and stop pushing her luck.

Unexpectedly, Ning Fengzhi said, "My forgiveness is useless. Rongrong gets the final say in this matter."

Ning Rongrong's morale immediately soared. Hands on her hips, she put on a posture that said she would never let this go.

The atmosphere instantly became somewhat delicate.

Su Yuntian stared at Ning Fengzhi resentfully, thinking, Sect Master Ning, isn't your favoritism a bit too much?

In the end, Xue Qinghe came to his rescue. "In that case, why not let the three of them fight again? I heard Fengya and Rongrong broke through level 20 just a few days ago, while Xiaotian is still stuck at level 19. If Rongrong can give Xiaotian a good beating, that should help her vent her anger, right?"

Ning Rongrong nodded wildly. "His Highness the Crown Prince's idea is reliable."

Su Yuntian also deeply agreed. "Your Highness's idea is excellent!"

Ning Fengya, however, looked awkward. "Outnumbering someone and having such a huge level advantage... wouldn't that be inappropriate?"

At over level 20, they would have two Soul Rings and two Soul Skills, while level 19 only allowed one.

Ning Fengya was a fairly decent person. He felt that even if they won like this, it would be an unworthy victory. Besides, there was no guarantee they would win anyway.

Xue Qinghe had great confidence in Su Yuntian's combat strength. Moreover, he really wanted to see the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Little Witch get beaten to tears.

...Why was it that, despite both being girls, Ning Rongrong could freely throw tantrums and act unreasonable while people spoiled her? Why did she have to suffer as a spy, keeping a low profile and painstakingly building her position?

The more Qian Renxue saw Ning Rongrong's "Little Witch" side, the more she wanted Su Yuntian to make a move and thoroughly teach Ning Rongrong a lesson.

At this moment, Qian Renxue looked toward Ning Fengzhi and asked, "Teacher, what do you think?"

Ning Fengzhi smiled faintly again. "Let the children decide their own affairs."

As soon as he finished speaking, two yellow Soul Rings lit up beneath Ning Rongrong's feet, and a seven-tiered glazed tile pagoda appeared in her palm.

"Seven Treasures Turn, Glazed Tile Appears!"

"Su Yuntian, prepare to die!"

Su Yuntian was not flustered in the slightest. His red eyes fixed on Ning Fengya, because he knew Ning Fengya was the key to determining victory or defeat in this battle.

What combat power could Ning Rongrong's purely supportive martial soul possibly have?

Su Yuntian even recited before Ning Rongrong could, "Seven Treasures Have Names: first, strength; second, speed."

Hearing her Soul Skills exposed, Ning Rongrong's heart skipped a beat.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Little Witch could not help wondering, This time... even with such a huge level advantage, can we really win?

"Heaven and earth, shared world!"

A yellow Soul Ring lit up beneath Su Yuntian's feet. Behind him, eight Aether Gates rippling with faint golden light appeared, and blades, spears, swords, and halberds slowly emerged from within them.

Note 1: Ning Rongrong was now level 22, with two yellow Soul Rings. Her brother Ning Fengya was also level 22, with two yellow Soul Rings.

Note 2: Bullying Ning Rongrong was quite fun.

Note 3: I had already decided on Su Yuntian's second Soul Ring. Take a guess?