Ning Rongrong: I Don't Believe the Simulator! It's Too Absurd!

(Beautiful image of Ning Rongrong)

[Ma Hongjun stomped his feet in anxiety: "You... you all have one, what about me?"]

[His eyes darted around, and he revealed a lecherous grin: "Why don't we brothers share them together!"]

Ning Rongrong's eyes widened, and she was completely stunned.

"What the--!"

She threw off the quilt and sat up.

"No way?! How could he be this sleazy?!"

"Who is pulling this prank?!"

Her face flushed with anger, and her fists were clenched tight.

They had just been talking about saving them, and now they were turning around to divide them up?

And "share them together"?

Share your big head!

[Just then--]

[A golden figure descended from the sky!]

[BOOM--!]

[A shockwave erupted, forcing Dai Mubai and the other three to retreat repeatedly!]

[A young man stood before the three of them, a golden dragon shadow slowly dissipating behind him.]

["Four people bullying three girls, do you have any shame left?"]

[The young man turned his head to look at you.]

[That face—sword-like brows and starry eyes, a straight bridge of the nose, with features so refined they looked painted. His golden pupils held a hint of disdain and a touch of laziness.]

[He was none other than—Lin Jiang.]

[His age was similar to yours, and his Martial Soul was the Golden Dragon King.]

[Dai Mubai and the other three charged up together--]

[One punch for each.]

[One kick for each.]

[In a few swift moves, the four were beaten until they were scurrying away in a panic, crawling as they fled.]

Ning Rongrong's mouth hung open.

"One against four? And it was that easy?"

"He's about our age? Isn't this too absurd?"

Her heart skipped a few beats for no reason.

[After Dai Mubai and the others fled in disgrace, Xiao Wu was the first to rush up, grabbing Lin Jiang's sleeve, her eyes shining like stars.]

[Zhu Zhuqing stood to the side, watching Lin Jiang silently, the corners of her mouth curling up slightly.]

[And you--]

[You stood in place, looking at the young man's back, your face quietly turning red.]

[The three of you have all fallen in love with Lin Jiang.]

Ning Rongrong: "..."

She froze on the bed, her face turning bright red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"What kind of cheesy plot is this!"

She covered her face and flopped back onto her pillow.

"It's too fake! How could three people fall in love with the same person at the same time!"

[Lin Jiang is a peerless talent, famous throughout Heaven Dou at a young age.]

[He has countless pursuers, beauties surrounding him everywhere.]

[The three of you—Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, and you—are merely three among them.]

Ning Rongrong curled her lips.

[And your father, Ning Fengzhi, after meeting Lin Jiang, made a decision on the spot--]

["This boy is worthy of my daughter!"]

[He offered the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect as a dowry for you to marry Lin Jiang!]

Ning Rongrong: "???"

She bolted upright, her eyes wide as saucers.

"Impossible!!!"

"This must be a prank by that guy named Lin Jiang! He must have used some mental-type martial soul to conjure up this so-called Simulator to trick me!"

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, her face flushing crimson.

"This so-called Simulator is just too ridiculous! Too fake! Too absurd!"

"How could my father possibly use the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect as a dowry? That's the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect! The entire sect! Has he lost his mind?!"

"Not listening, not listening! It's all nonsense!"

Ning Rongrong grabbed her pillow and pressed it tightly against her ears.

Her entire head was buried in the pillow, her long hair splayed across the bed.

"Not listening, not listening, not listening—"

A muffled voice came from beneath the pillow, laced with a mix of annoyance and embarrassment.

[Simulation continuing—]

[14 years old, with the help of the Immortal Grade Herb provided by Lin Jiang, your martial soul evolves from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda to the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda—]

Ning Rongrong didn't want to listen, but a pillow was no match for a voice echoing inside her own mind.

Ning Rongrong clutched the pillow tightly, trying to filter out the voice in her head.

[—]

Ning Rongrong's toes curled beneath the quilt.

[Lin Jiang becomes a god, taking you and your fellow wives to ascend to the God Realm.]

"Enough!!!"

Ning Rongrong threw the pillow aside and bolted upright, her face as red as a boiled shrimp.

"Which bored idiot is this!"

She threw a punch at the empty air, gritting her teeth.

"If I catch you, you're dead!!!"

The room remained deathly quiet.

Only the moonlight from outside spilled in, illuminating her face, which was flushed with shame and irritation.

Ning Rongrong panted heavily, glaring at the ceiling.

After waiting for a long time, no more sounds echoed in her mind.

She froze for a moment, then slowly lay back down, pulling the quilt up to her chin.

She blinked, staring blankly at the ceiling.

"Lin Jiang..."

She whispered the name softly.

Then, with a "thwack," she pulled the quilt over her head again.

"Stop thinking about it, stop thinking about it! I have to report to that lousy academy tomorrow!"

A muffled voice came from under the quilt.

"My father would never use the entire sect as a dowry."

She paused.

"...Becoming a god and taking all his wives to the God Realm..."

She paused again.

"...That's just too ridiculous! Completely unbelievable!"

"What a trashy Simulator! Can't even write a story that makes sense—"

Before she could finish her sentence.

The mechanical voice rang out in her mind once more.

[Simulation ended.]

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining the simulation rewards—]

[Distraction Technique upgraded from "Three-Aperture Control Heart" to "Four-Aperture Constant Heart"!]

[Obtained "Mastery of Basic Soul Tools of the Entire Continent"!]

[Obtained one "Basic Soul Tool Engraving Knife"!]

As soon as the voice faded.

A palm-sized engraving knife appeared out of thin air in front of Ning Rongrong, landing on the quilt.

It had a silver-white blade, a wooden handle, and simple patterns etched into the edge.

Ordinary.

Ning Rongrong was stunned.

She looked down at the engraving knife, then touched her own head.

"There really is a reward?"

She picked up the engraving knife, turned it over a few times, and curled her lip.

"Soul tool crafting is such dirty, exhausting work; this young lady isn't doing that."

She tossed the knife aside, yet the corners of her mouth curled up involuntarily.

"Still, the Distraction Technique leveling up isn't bad... Four-Aperture Constant Heart! I won't have to waste effort cultivating anymore!"

Meanwhile.

Dugu Manor.

Lin Jiang lay on the bed, Dugu Yan already fast asleep.

He closed his eyes, and the system panel lit up in his mind.

[Ding! Ning Rongrong's simulation has ended, Subversion Value +11]

[Cumulative Subversion Value: 167]

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining the simulation reward—Hundredfold Return!]

A flash of golden light.

A completely golden carving knife appeared out of thin air in front of Lin Jiang.

The blade was slender and cast entirely from an unknown golden metal, with a lifelike five-clawed golden dragon coiled around the edge.

Two tiny rubies were embedded in the dragon's eyes, glowing faintly in the darkness.

Two ancient, simple characters were carved into the hilt—Golden Dragon.

Lin Jiang reached out and gripped the hilt.

A surge of warm energy flowed into his body through his palm, creating a subtle resonance with his Golden Dragon King martial soul.

"A god-level carving knife..."