Ning Rongrong Wants to Break off the Engagement!

"Your father doesn't want you marrying a good-for-nothing who only knows how to eat, drink, and play, wasting his talent either. But his grandfather is Sword Douluo. If we break off the engagement, we'll be slapping your Grandpa Sword in the face."

Ning Fengzhi said with a troubled expression, "Without your Grandpa Sword, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect won't remain among the Upper Three Sects for long."

Back when Chen Lang had tested with Innate Full Soul Power and awakened the Seven Kill Sword, Ning Fengzhi had laughed the loudest.

Yet he had never expected that, despite possessing such incredible talent, the kid Chen Lang would neglect his studies and spend every day loafing around. He was even more dedicated to Slacking Off than his own daughter.

He clearly had Innate Full Soul Power, yet he did not even dare absorb a Soul Ring. What a useless brat.

How could Sword Douluo have such a cowardly grandson?

What mattered even more was that Sword Douluo did not discipline him at all. He merely said, "As long as my grandson is happy," which had infuriated Ning Fengzhi so badly that he went home and smashed an antique vase worth one hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins.

Maybe you didn't care, but my daughter was engaged to your grandson. How could I possibly rest easy handing the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect over to a useless fool like him?

Even Bone Douluo had tried to persuade him. He had gotten so angry that he fought Sword Douluo several times, but he simply could not beat him. All he could do was point at Sword Douluo's nose and curse, "What kind of Sword Douluo are you? You're nothing but a spineless wretch, which is why you raised such a cowardly good-for-nothing!"

Those words had struck Sword Douluo right in the heart, and he had nearly chopped off one of Bone Douluo's hands.

"Dad, how about this? It may be hard for you to say it, but it won't be hard for me!"

A crafty glint flashed through Ning Rongrong's eyes as she whispered into Ning Fengzhi's ear, "Isn't tomorrow our sect's grand test?"

"If that good-for-nothing Chen Lang is still only at Innate Full Soul Power and doesn't even dare absorb a Soul Ring, I'll break off the engagement on the spot!"

"Grandpa Sword wouldn't blame a nine-year-old girl like me, would he?" Ning Rongrong revealed a little devilish smile after saying that.

Ning Fengzhi's eyes lit up at her words. After thinking it over for a moment, he nodded, finding it feasible.

At worst, he could step in to smooth things over. Given Sword Douluo's temperament, he would certainly agree.

Thinking of this, Ning Fengzhi could not help rubbing his daughter's little head and praising her. "As expected of my daughter, Ning Fengzhi's daughter. You're so smart!"

"Of course. I refuse to marry a good-for-nothing!" Ning Rongrong raised her chin. At the thought of Chen Lang, a trace of disgust flashed through her eyes.

The next day, when the sun was high in the sky, Chen Lang was hauled out of bed by Sword Douluo like a chicken.

"You little brat, still sleeping? All the children in the sect who've reached six years old have finished testing. Now it's time to test the sect disciples' Soul Power. I've been waiting three years for this day—for you to bring glory to your grandpa!" Sword Douluo grumbled.

"Don't worry, Grandpa. Today, I'll make your ancestors' graves smoke!" Chen Lang said as he got dressed.

Sword Douluo promptly kicked him. "As long as you don't set off fireworks at our ancestors' graves, I'll be thanking the heavens."

Soon, after Chen Lang washed up, Sword Douluo brought him to the square in front of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

The moment Chen Lang appeared, the previously quiet square erupted with chatter.

Chen Lang naturally felt the many contemptuous gazes.

But he did not care in the slightest. They were merely ants. He was destined to live in a different world from them.

Would a dragon care about the cries of ants?

They were just a bunch of clowns.

Ning Rongrong, likewise surrounded by stars like the moon, noticed Chen Lang as well. A look of contempt flashed through her eyes. Chen Lang, Chen Lang, how could a cowardly good-for-nothing like you possibly be worthy of this princess? Today, I'll humiliate you before everyone and show them who the true number one genius of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is!

Three years ago, Chen Lang had not only awakened the Seven Kill Sword but also possessed Innate Full Soul Power, instantly eclipsing all her brilliance. Even her own father had treated Chen Lang more warmly than he treated her.

At that moment, jealousy had filled her heart, and she had sworn to herself that she would take it all back!

She was the number one prodigy of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!

Fortunately, heaven had eyes. Though Chen Lang's talent was exceptional, he was a complete coward and good-for-nothing. He did not even dare absorb a Soul Ring.

That caused everyone in the sect to belittle Chen Lang behind his back while praising her instead.

But in Ning Rongrong's eyes, that was far from enough, because she was still engaged to that good-for-nothing.

To her, it was a lifelong humiliation and stain!

But today was the day she would wash away that stain. While she was at it, she could ruthlessly humiliate him and show him who the true number one prodigy of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was!

"Next, Ning Rongrong!"

At that moment, it was Ning Rongrong's turn to go up and test her Soul Power.

"Coming!"

Ning Rongrong answered, lifting her chin proudly. Especially as she passed Chen Lang, she made no effort to hide the contempt in her eyes.

Seeing this, Chen Lang silently mouthed two words: "Clown."

Though Ning Rongrong could not understand what Chen Lang had mouthed, the moment she saw his disdainful expression, she immediately understood that he must be mocking her. Her fists clenched.

But she quickly returned to normal and snorted inwardly. Let's see if you can still laugh later.

"Grandpa, look. This is the girl you want me to marry. If I really married her, would your grandson still have any good days ahead?"

Watching Ning Rongrong's departing back, Chen Lang quietly spoke to Sword Douluo beside him.

"Sigh, Rongrong has indeed been spoiled too much." Sword Douluo could not help shaking his head.

At the same time, he felt somewhat relieved. Otherwise, if Ning Rongrong truly married his grandson, he would be in a difficult position.

"But don't worry. Once you truly bring glory to your grandpa, I'll definitely find a chance to discuss breaking off the engagement with the Sect Master in private."

Sword Douluo rubbed Chen Lang's head. "After all, breaking off an engagement is not something honorable. It's best handled in private."

"That's good." Chen Lang nodded.

If he really married Ning Rongrong, how would he marry Qian Renxue?

"Soul Power level 20!"

At that moment, the stern voice of the elder responsible for testing Soul Power rang out, immediately drawing gasps from many people.

"The little princess is only nine, right? She's about to become a Soul Grandmaster at nine years old? This talent is simply heaven-defying!"

"Is this the true value of Innate Soul Power level nine? It's far stronger than certain people with Innate Full Soul Power!"

"What a pity. Our little princess has such incredible talent, yet she's engaged to a cowardly good-for-nothing. What a waste!"

"..."

Chen Lang was somewhat surprised as well. He had not expected Ning Rongrong to reach the Soul Master realm at nine years old. As long as she absorbed a Martial Soul, she would be able to become a Soul Grandmaster.

Could he possibly deserve some credit for this?

"Next, Chen Lang!"

At that moment, Chen Lang's name was called.