Vina Writes a Letter, Sent to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!

Of course, Ning Feng was unaware of everything happening within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

After that, Ning Feng continued his silent cultivation within the Body Sect.

The days passed quite methodically.

Every morning, he would head to the Training Ground to practice on his own or temper his physical body using the "Power of Heaven and Earth"...

Once the tempering was finished, he would head to the Martial Arts Arena to spar with his seniors and hone his combat techniques...

When night fell, he would return to the Meditation Room to circulate his cultivation technique and meditate.

This high-intensity rhythm of life led to significant progress.

A month passed, and Ning Feng's Soul Power Level increased by another rank, reaching level thirty-four.

More importantly, by browsing through books in the Scripture Pavilion and seeking advice from several seniors who specialized in fist and head martial souls, he had integrated the power of his arm martial souls with the force-generation logic of his head martial soul techniques, learning several practical combat skills.

Now, even without activating his soul skills, his strength was far greater than before, based solely on his control over his own body.

On the Training Ground today, the sunlight was somewhat blinding.

Ning Feng stood before a Practice Stone that was a full five meters tall.

He took a deep breath, planted his feet firmly into the ground, and channeled his soul power through his meridians toward his arms.

In that instant, he activated his Three Heads and Six Arms martial soul, the muscles in all six arms tensing simultaneously.

"Hah!"

Accompanied by a muffled shout, Ning Feng unleashed all six fists at once.

Six streams of force converged at a single point in the air, slamming heavily into the center of the Practice Stone.

With a crisp "crack," the hard Practice Stone caved in directly at the center, then shattered entirely, with stone fragments scattering across the ground.

Ning Feng slowly retracted his fists, and his six arms receded along with them.

He felt a soreness in his arm muscles, and most of the soul power in his body had been exhausted; his forehead was covered in sweat.

He turned around, walked to the resting area, and sat down, panting heavily.

Normally, he would have immediately entered a state of meditation to recover his soul power, but after sitting down, Ning Feng did not close his eyes.

He looked down at his own hands, his expression revealing a sense of conflict and contemplation, as if he were weighing something.

His appearance was caught by Vina and Mu Xue, who happened to be walking over.

Vina walked over quickly and sat down beside Ning Feng, looking at the serious expression on his face, and asked with concern:

"Junior brother, what's wrong? You seem distracted today. You're usually the most diligent when it comes to cultivation; have you run into some trouble?"

Hearing Vina's voice, Ning Feng snapped out of his thoughts, looked up, and offered a helpless smile: "I wouldn't call it trouble, but I am indeed facing a small dilemma."

"Junior brother, if you don't mind, would you like to tell me about it?" Vina handed him the water skin she was holding.

"Is there something in the sect making things difficult for you? Or is someone giving you a hard time?"

Ning Feng shook his head, took the water skin, and took a sip before laughing dryly: "It's not about the sect; it's about myself."

Ning Feng continued: "Senior sister, do you remember when I told you how I came here?"

"Running away from home?" Vina asked in return.

"Yes, running away from home." Ning Feng sighed, his gaze drifting toward the rolling mountains in the distance.

"At the time, dissatisfied with my father's arrangements, I made this choice in a fit of anger."

"In the blink of an eye, it's been nearly four months since I left home."

"Now that I've settled in and my strength has improved, I really should send word home to let them know I'm safe, so they don't worry too much."

Vina caught the implication in his words and joked: "Afraid of getting scolded?"

Ning Feng looked a bit embarrassed and scratched his hair: "A little."

"It's mainly because my father is so stubborn."

"He has always been decisive and swift in his actions. If I were to waltz back home on my own, he would likely lock me up immediately and forbid me from staying at the Body Sect."

"If I send someone to deliver a letter, I'm afraid he might pursue the matter aggressively and cause even more trouble, which is why I've been so conflicted."

Vina was silent for a moment, then laughed: "Junior brother, I have a plan."

Ning Feng sat up straight and looked at her: "Please, senior sister, tell me."

Vina said calmly: "Junior brother, you've mentioned your father's character to me before, so I have some understanding of his personality. You can see if what I say is correct."

"I believe the reason your father insists on you attending Shrek is, on one hand, because he has high hopes for you and truly values Shrek's education."

"On the other hand, he believes that Shrek can help you build a vast network of connections and social circles, which is very important for your future development."

Ning Feng listened intently and nodded: "That is indeed the case; that is exactly what my father said."

Vina continued her analysis: "Therefore, if we can fundamentally resolve these two concerns, your father might not necessarily object to you staying at the Body Sect."

Ning Feng raised an eyebrow: "Senior sister, what way do you have to resolve these two points?"

Vina smiled slightly: "How about I write a letter to your father myself?"

"I can explicitly state in the letter that this is your request, Junior Brother, and at the same time, explain your current situation within the Body Sect to him."

"I will make it clear that your strength has improved rapidly of late, that your cultivation has broken through, and that you have received systematic training here. In this way, once your father learns that your strength has increased so dramatically, he will surely approve of your current path of cultivation."

Ning Feng pondered this.

Vina continued, "As for the second point regarding connections, no matter how lacking I may be, I am still a princess of the Heaven Dou Empire."

"When it comes to building connections and utilizing royal resources, getting to know me and the entire Body Sect is no worse than getting to know other disciples from major powers over at Shrek."

"In fact, within the borders of the Heaven Dou Empire, our resource network is even more extensive."

"As long as this point is clarified in the letter, I believe the majority of your father's concerns will be resolved."

Ning Feng's eyes lit up, and the heavy stone that had been weighing on his heart instantly fell away.

This was indeed an excellent solution; it not only sent word that he was safe but also used Vina's status to indirectly prove that his future plans were sound—perhaps even more promising than going to Shrek.

"This plan is feasible. Then, many thanks, Senior Sister," Ning Feng said gratefully.

Vina waved her hand. "As long as it helps you, Junior Brother, that is all that matters. This is also to ensure you can focus on your cultivation with peace of mind."

She turned to Mu Xue beside her and said, "Mu Xue, bring me paper and a brush."

Mu Xue nodded and quickly retrieved the four treasures of the study from the side.

Vina sat at the table, thought for a moment, and began to write.

Her handwriting was neat and elegant. The letter described Ning Feng's daily life in the Body Sect in detail, emphasized his great achievements in physical tempering, and, in the name of a princess of the Heaven Dou Empire, tactfully elaborated on the Body Sect's career planning suggestions for Ning Feng's future.

After finishing, she solemnly stamped the end of the envelope with her official princess seal.

"Mu Xue, find the disciple in charge of intelligence transmission within the sect and have this letter sent to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect immediately," Vina said, handing the envelope to Mu Xue.

"Yes, Princess." Mu Xue took the letter and quickly went to carry out the order.

Watching Mu Xue's retreating figure, Ning Feng felt the conflict in his heart vanish. He turned to Vina and cupped his hands. "I owe this to you, Senior Sister. Otherwise, I truly wouldn't have known how to handle this."

Vina waved her hand, her expression natural. "All disciples of the Body Sect are family. It is only right that we support each other in the sect from now on. There is no need for such formalities, Junior Brother."

Ning Feng smiled.

Not long after, Mu Xue returned with quick steps, looking as though she had completed the task.

However, when she returned to Vina and Ning Feng, her expression was somewhat serious, and perhaps even a little surprised.

"Princess, the letter has been sent out," Mu Xue reported first, then added.

"However, the senior brother in charge of delivering the message just said that Sect Master Du Busi has sent word that he has something to discuss with the three of us and wants us to go to the Main Hall immediately."

Ning Feng was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion, "Oh? The Sect Master has something to discuss? What could it be?"