Mission from the Silver Dragon King

Another hour passed, and Ning Rongrong finally adapted to the new attack.

She had assumed it would be an amplification-type soul skill, as that was the tradition of the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda.

Yet, Ning Rongrong never expected that after the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda in the puppet's hand lit up and vanished, a phantom of the pagoda would appear directly above her head. It slammed down, hovering at a fixed position above her, carrying a gravity-suppression effect similar to that of Zhao Wuji.

Once this move was unleashed, Ning Rongrong immediately felt immense resistance to her movements, to the point where even using her soul skills felt strenuous. It took a full hour of adaptation before she could barely withstand the technique.

What shocked her even more was that the move wasn't over; the pagoda wasn't limited to hovering above her head—it could crash down completely. Previously, it was only because Her Highness the Silver Dragon King feared she would be flattened that the power of the soul skill had been controlled.

The moment she felt the pressure of the pagoda, Ning Rongrong knew this was undoubtedly an offensive soul skill with a slight crowd-control effect. Moreover, the power of the skill grew stronger over time, rendering her Trapped Beast skill largely ineffective, providing only a 60% damage reduction.

Wasn't using a martial soul in this way a bit unorthodox?

One had to know that although the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda was the continent's top support-type martial soul, it had a fatal flaw: to this day, no one had found a way to break through level 80. Even someone as powerful as her father, Ning Fengzhi, was only at level 79.

Given that the seventh soul skill must be the Avatar of the Martial Soul, each of the first six soul skills was incredibly important. Losing even one support skill would significantly diminish the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda's utility.

But now, Her Highness the Silver Dragon King actually wanted her to learn an offensive soul skill that lacked even a shred of support capability?

She admitted the skill was powerful, but that was only for her personally. Within a team, this skill might not be as practical as a support skill.

If this skill were placed among the soul skills of pure attack martial souls like the Seven Kill Sword or the Clear Sky Hammer, could its power even be considered great by comparison?

Ning Rongrong wasn't sure, and she had no mood to think about it.

Taking advantage of the rest period, she hurriedly spoke up: "Your Highness, I don't think this is very reasonable. I am a support-type soul master."

"So what if you're a support-type?" the Silver Dragon King said indifferently. "Who decreed that support-types cannot practice offensive soul skills? Even those pure attack types have support-type soul skills."

"I mean, in a team, this isn't as practical as a support skill," Ning Rongrong argued stubbornly.

The puppet's expression grew even more puzzled. She asked: "A team? Then set the team aside."

Ning Rongrong looked firm, saying righteously: "I can't set it aside."

"Absurd. How can one chosen by the Holy God live under the shadow of others?"

The puppet's expression was unprecedentedly serious, and she barked in anger, a sense of disappointment in her tone.

Ning Rongrong couldn't handle that and wilted instantly.

"Hoo—" The puppet let out a long breath and continued, "You must understand that having a certain degree of individual combat capability is mandatory. For the most part, you will be leaving your team to execute tasks alone for me, for the Holy God."

Ning Rongrong nodded as if she understood, then suddenly lifted her head and said cautiously: "Your Highness, did you just mention—tasks?"

The puppet nodded and said: "Of course. Why else would I have brought you here? To waste time training you for nothing? I am no saint."

Ah, that seems to make some sense... No, no... Oh, right, right... Oh, wait, no...

Ning Rongrong felt her head spinning.

"Then... what is the task this time?"

"As for that, I will tell you when you have adapted to the full version of your fourth soul skill and are ready to leave. That way, you won't forget it easily."

As the puppet spoke, she shifted her state, and the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda appeared and vanished, catching Ning Rongrong off guard.

Another half hour passed, and lured by the prospect of leaving the palace, Ning Rongrong quickly adapted to the full-power fourth soul skill.

Of course, this so-called adaptation was merely mastering control over her body, allowing her to adjust the level of force she exerted at any time.

"That's all for today." The puppet sighed, announcing the end of the training, then paused before continuing, "There is one more thing. A certain sect has been stirring up trouble lately, tarnishing the reputation of the Holy God. It is inconvenient for me to leave this place, so I need you to handle this matter."

Ning Rongrong frowned; she felt she understood.

It must be the Holy Spirit Sect, and the Holy God who controlled her simply couldn't stand their conduct, which was why the second Saintess Ritual had been destroyed.

It must be!

But she still needed to confirm, so she said: "The Holy Spirit Sect?"

"Oh?" The puppet was rarely interested. "You know of them? That makes things much easier. I will assume you understand everything I say from here on out; feel free to interrupt if you don't."

The puppet took a breath—though it seemed strange to Ning Rongrong, she assumed the puppet was merely replicating the actions of the Silver Dragon King's true body, so she didn't dwell on it.

"The so-called Holy Spirit Sect is a cult composed of madmen who use the name of the Holy God to satisfy their own selfish desires. Every one of their actions, whether it be the Fire-Stealing Project or the Saintess Ritual, has power and profit as its ultimate goal. They are smearing the Holy God's name, and such things, I will never allow!"

Ning Rongrong felt the Silver Dragon King becoming increasingly agitated as she spoke. It took a long time for her to calm down and reveal the true, specific objective:

"Therefore, I need you to sabotage the third Saintess Ritual. According to my projections, it will take two more days for the third Saintess Ritual to be fully completed."

Ah, so she wanted her to sabotage the third Saintess Ritual herself...

One second, Ning Rongrong was worried about what kind of difficult task it might be; the next, she realized this was indeed quite difficult.

Her eyes widened, and cold sweat began to bead on her forehead. Not long ago, she had been relieved that she hadn't been dragged into the third Saintess Ritual. That was a matter her father and Bone Grandpa hadn't been able to resolve in a day; even with two days left, what could her addition possibly change?

Not to mention, it would take her a full day just to get back.

She lifted her head, offering an awkward but polite smile.

"What is that look for?" The puppet realized only then that the other party thought the task was too difficult, so she patted Ning Rongrong on the shoulder. "It's fine, I will provide you with the information."

"No, I know this Saintess Ritual is taking place in Suotuo City. In fact, that is where I came from."

"Heh, what use is knowing that?"

The puppet shook its head.

"This Saintess Ritual is quite special; it does not take place in the world you are familiar with. It occurs in a rather unique location, within a person's mental space, and can only be entered by possessing a specific item."

Ning Rongrong was even more puzzled: "Then how am I supposed to get in?"

"Well, as luck would have it, I happen to have that item."

As it spoke, the puppet produced a purple stone and handed it to Ning Rongrong.