Weighing Jiang Chen?

Ning Fengzhi looked at the two pillars of the sect before him, both fiercely protective of their young, and helplessly rubbed his brow.

If these two learned about the information the shadow guards had sent back a few days ago, they would probably tear Shrek Academy apart.

"Rongrong just sent us a letter. See for yourselves." Ning Fengzhi handed the letter to the two men.

Chen Xin and Gu Rong reached out to snatch it almost at the same time.

"Old Bones, what are you in such a hurry for? I'll read it first!"

A faint flash of sword light appeared, and the letter was already in Chen Xin's hand.

Gu Rong's beard trembled with rage. "You old sword bastard! You have no martial virtue!"

Chen Xin ignored him and unfolded the letter, quickly scanning its contents.

The first half was filled with Ning Rongrong's complaints about life at the academy. Her handwriting was somewhat messy, full of little grumbles such as "the bedboards are too hard" and "the food is mediocre."

But around the middle, her handwriting suddenly became much neater.

The more Chen Xin read, the deeper his frown became, and his expression gradually turned serious.

"Old sword bastard, what did Rongrong write in the letter? Was she bullied?" Seeing his expression, Gu Rong asked anxiously.

"She wasn't bullied."

Chen Xin looked grave. "Rongrong said she met a genius her age at the academy, someone with extremely powerful support abilities."

"And he has given her entirely new ideas about support. She is currently undergoing special training with that boy, and she said she has improved greatly."

"Between the lines, I can sense that Rongrong seems to care deeply about this boy. There is even a hint of admiration."

Gu Rong frowned slightly. "Are you sure you didn't read it wrong?"

Same age, caring, admiration—those words were hard not to overthink when applied to Rongrong.

"The letter is right here. Read it yourself."

Gu Rong hurriedly took the letter and narrowed his eyes as he read it carefully.

A moment later, he suddenly looked up, urgency entering his voice. "No, something is wrong here! Rongrong is too innocent. She doesn't understand how dangerous the world can be. That brat named Jiang Chen must be up to something!"

Ning Fengzhi remained much calmer. "Uncle Bone, please calm down. Rongrong also said in her letter that the boy is a Support-type Soul Master himself. And for proud Rongrong to use such words for him, perhaps... he truly has some extraordinary qualities."

"That still won't do!"

Gu Rong blew out his beard and glared. "A brat of unknown origins—what if he has improper intentions toward Rongrong? No, I must personally make a trip to Shrek Academy and see just how many guts that boy has!"

Rongrong was his precious treasure. If she were deceived and taken away by another man, he did not dare think any further.

This time, Chen Xin did not argue. Instead, he nodded. "Old Bones is right. Fengzhi, I'll go with him. We can see just how capable the brat Rongrong admires really is."

Ning Fengzhi looked at the two murderous Title Douluo and felt his head grow twice as large.

He rubbed his temples, trying to calm them. "Uncle Sword, Uncle Bone, Rongrong merely admires his talent. It may not necessarily be what you two are thinking..."

"That's even more dangerous!" Gu Rong interrupted. "Talented young men are the ones with the most tricks up their sleeves! Rongrong is so innocent that if someone sold her, she'd probably help count the money!"

"N-No way, right?"

Ning Fengzhi knew that girl well. It was already fortunate if she did not trick others.

"It's fine. Old Bones and I are merely going to see Rongrong and observe that boy while we're at it."

Chen Xin said calmly, "If he truly is as outstanding as Rongrong claims, perhaps we can recruit him."

Things had reached this point, and Ning Fengzhi could not say much more. At the same time, he felt somewhat relieved that he had hidden some information.

Otherwise, that boy...

Forget it. He could only wish him good luck.

As the lights of Suotuo City gradually lit up, Jiang Chen and Ning Rongrong returned to the entrance of Shrek Academy one after the other.

"Hey, are we going to the Soul Fighting Field again tomorrow?"

Ning Rongrong kicked away a small stone at her feet and turned to look at Jiang Chen. "I haven't had enough yet."

"We'll see. Battles like those at the Soul Fighting Field won't improve my strength much."

"Then what about me?"

"You're a Support-type Soul Master. Why do you think about fighting all day?"

"You..."

Ning Rongrong stamped her foot angrily. "You took this young lady's money. How can you go back on your word?"

"How is that going back on my word? It's not like I haven't given you special training. You should know that helping you improve your spiritual power has taken a great deal of my energy."

Hearing this, Ning Rongrong's expression softened considerably.

That was true. Every day, he had to use his Martial Soul to restore her, and he also had to serve as a tool for her spiritual power training. It truly did take a lot of effort.

Ning Rongrong turned her head aside and said softly, "Fine. Seeing that your attitude is decent, this young lady will generously let you off this time."

"Tch, you little tsundere."

"Hm? What did you just say?"

"Nothing. I didn't say anything."

Jiang Chen could not be bothered with her. He waved a hand in farewell, and his figure disappeared around the corner of the dormitory building.

Ning Rongrong glared at empty air for a long while. In the end, she could only snort and turn toward the girls' dormitory.

Pushing open the wooden door, Jiang Chen sat cross-legged on his bed and closed his eyes in concentration.

"First, I should sort out my current abilities."

With a thought, the Glazed Green Lotus floated before him. Its nine lotus petals were translucent as jade, while the Seven-Colored Glazed Lotus Seed at its center slowly revolved.

Of the nine petals, two had already been illuminated: the Golden Lotus Petal and the Wood Lotus Petal.

Among them, another petal that was entirely crimson had also been more than half illuminated. Jiang Chen estimated that once he obtained his third Soul Ring, it would be completely lit.

"For now, it seems gold represents strength, green represents healing, and the power of these abilities can increase with the number of awakened petals."

This was an ability Jiang Chen had only discovered recently.

When he used the golden Green Lotus a few days ago, he found that its enhancement effect was fifty percent stronger than at the beginning. And when he operated it at full force, he seemed to enter a special state.

In that state, he seemed to lose all sense of pain, while his thoughts became frighteningly clear. His entire body was like an incomparably precise machine.

Jiang Chen named this state Divine Descent.

Because at that moment, he seemed to have lost every emotion a human should possess. But in exchange, he gained a feeling that nothing was beyond his power.

Simply put, he was terrifyingly powerful in that state.

"I wonder whether this state is unique to me, or whether it is an inherent manifestation of this ability."

Shaking his head, Jiang Chen withdrew the Glazed Green Lotus into his dantian with another thought.

The next moment, purple lightning coiled around his left palm.

A spear roughly six feet long slowly condensed.

The spear shaft was dark purple and wrapped in dragon patterns. A point of cold light glittered like a star at its tip, accompanied by the faint low roar of a dragon.

It was his second Martial Soul—the Purple Sky Dragon Spear.

The instant Jiang Chen gripped the spear shaft, a sharp, tyrannical aura spread up his arm.

It felt as though he was holding not merely a spear, but an ancient ferocious dragon lying dormant!

"What violent power!"

Jiang Chen lightly flicked his wrist, and the spear tip traced a purple arc through the air. Tiny electric sparks danced around the spear tassel.

Compared to the sacred, ethereal Glazed Green Lotus, the Purple Sky Dragon Spear possessed an utterly different presence.

Lone and proud, tyrannical and fierce, its edge fully exposed, as though it contained the power to destroy everything!