Ning Rongrong: So Someone Still Believes Me

The young girl did not know what she had done to annoy the sister before her.

The young girl felt aggrieved, but the young girl said nothing.

She merely tried to pat the sister's back with her hand, attempting to calm her down, only to have her hand swatted away.

"Don't touch me."

Ning Rongrong's voice struck the young girl once more.

"Mm... alright."

The young girl nodded.

After confirming that the other party was indeed the person from that time, Ning Rongrong took out the medicinal pill and the scroll.

"These things, the pill and the scroll, can you see them?"

Ning Rongrong's tone was somewhat anxious.

The young girl was stunned; she looked at Ning Rongrong, then at the "things" in Ning Rongrong's hands, and finally at Ning Rongrong's expectant face, nodding hesitantly.

"Mm, I can see them. It's a medicinal pill and a scroll."

She could see them!

Ning Rongrong was overjoyed and hurriedly beckoned for Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo behind her to come over.

"Did you hear that? She can see them; it's just you two who can't. This proves that I was..."

She only saw Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo smiling helplessly, then nodding.

Regardless of why they were helpless, they had acknowledged it!

Ning Rongrong's expression finally returned to something normal, and the young girl before her looked much more pleasing to the eye.

"It hurts..."

The young girl's voice reached her ears, and only then did Ning Rongrong realize she had been gripping her too hard.

"Sorry."

She put away the pill and scroll very quickly, then smoothed out her hair just as quickly, cleared her throat, and looked at the young girl.

How pleasing that delicate face was.

Ning Rongrong extended both hands and put on her signature smile.

"Hello, my name is Ning Rongrong."

A light also appeared on the young girl's face.

"I... my name is Tang Twelve!"

There was no malice in her purple eyes, only pure kindness.

"Twelve? Why are you called that?"

"Because the people in the village all called me 'Ten-something-Two-something', and my father's surname is Tang, so I am called Tang Twelve."

"That isn't your original name?"

"Mm, I was adopted and didn't have a name."

"Can I be your friend? From now on, I'll call you Sister Twelve!"

"Of course, Sister Rongrong."

Tang Twelve smiled gently.

Ning Rongrong signaled for Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo to leave; she intended to discuss the following matters only with Tang Twelve.

"Do you know? That morning when I woke up, I discovered my body no longer belonged to me. I was controlled by a powerful entity, eavesdropping on the information of the Evil Soul Masters and heading to their stronghold."

"Mm, Rongrong came to the place where I was taken."

"Right, and then, he controlled me to hide in a wooden crate, and those Evil Soul Masters didn't notice! After that, he controlled my body again, wiped everyone out, and used the technique on the scroll to help me level up four times, reaching level thirty..."

Ning Rongrong was speaking with great enthusiasm, but suddenly she deflated.

"But after I returned, when I regained control of my body and told Father, Sword Grandpa, and Bone Grandpa about this... they didn't believe me, and they couldn't see the scroll or the pill either."

Ning Rongrong suddenly gripped Tang Twelve's hand:

"Until I met you! You told me you could see them, which means you believe me, right?"

Tang Twelve squinted her eyes and said with a smile, "Of course, I believe you. I believe everything about you."

"That's great!"

Ning Rongrong excitedly threw herself into Tang Twelve's arms, hugging her.

Tang Twelve, in turn, stroked Ning Rongrong's fine hair over and over again.

After a long while, Ning Rongrong finished venting her emotions and pulled away from Tang Twelve's embrace.

"Your martial soul..."

"Mm, Dark Blue Silver Grass. An evil martial soul; it has been this way since I was born. However, I have never used it to do anything evil."

Tang Twelve spoke with a touch of desolation.

"It's alright. These past few days, I've heard my father mention a few things. Not all Evil Soul Masters possess evil martial souls, and not everyone who possesses an evil martial soul is an Evil Soul Master. The judgment of an Evil Soul Master should depend on whether they have a heart inclined toward goodness!"

"...Mm!"

Tang Twelve nodded in agreement, and crystalline teardrops fell onto Ning Rongrong's hand.

Ning Rongrong helped Tang Twelve wipe away the tears and encouraged her:

"Well then, I wish you a speedy recovery. I'll be going now!"

She stood up and left the medical ward.

Tang Twelve watched Ning Rongrong's retreating figure, smiling.

She knew that Ning Rongrong had intentionally avoided the topic regarding her hometown.

But she had to accept it.

The day before yesterday—the day she woke up, the day Ning Fengzhi brought people to ask who had escaped from the cave—she had already learned that fact—

"Everyone is safe and sound!"

She watched as Ning Rongrong's figure disappeared from view and said with a smile.

In the main hall of the sect, Ning Rongrong was in a good state of mind at this moment.

She brought Sword and Bone before Ning Fengzhi.

"They can both testify for me; I was indeed controlled."

Ning Fengzhi looked at his excited daughter, then at the helpless Sword and Bone, and for a moment, he didn't know what to say.

However, recalling the report on Ning Rongrong's abnormal state analysis that had been delivered to him not long ago—knowing that she likely suffered from Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD), which included symptoms of delusion, avoidance, and emotional instability—Ning Fengzhi decided to go along with her for now to help her stabilize.

"Alright, I will arrange for someone to help you resolve this issue."

He finally nodded.

Before long, the people he had summoned arrived.

"Rongrong, these are the professionals I invited, experts in clearing out crooked and evil paths."

Ning Fengzhi smiled.

"Professionals?"

Ning Rongrong looked at the people covered in yellow talismans, pouring talisman water, and dressed in bizarre costumes, her face full of disbelief.

"Very professional! They were specially invited!"

Ning Fengzhi said solemnly, as if it were truly the case.

"We have been secretly discussing this matter for the past few days, all to ensure the exorcism proceeds smoothly!"

"Ah, so that's what it was. It had me worried for so long!"

Ning Rongrong felt that she could be understood by others again.

Thinking about it this way, the strange expressions on Sword Grandpa and Bone Grandpa earlier must have been because of this. It turned out everyone didn't doubt her; they were all doing it for her own good.

The more Ning Rongrong thought about it, the happier she became. She closed her eyes, enjoying the exorcism process.

Ning Fengzhi took the opportunity to turn his head and look at the follow-up intelligence regarding the Evil Soul Master incident.

"Huo Shengsheng, from the Star Luo Empire, a Spirit-type Soul Elder, skilled in various incantation soul skills, including but not limited to silence, movement restriction, and thought slowing... When tracking this person's trail, dozens of Soul Ancestors and Soul Kings joined the pursuit, but in the end, they failed to leave this person behind."

Attached to the intelligence email was a portrait of a person with light blue hair and grayish-white pupils.

"What a real nuisance..."

Putting away the intelligence, Ning Fengzhi looked at his daughter before him, and the pressure in his heart was finally released a little.

"Rongrong, there is something I need to discuss with you."

Seeing that the exorcism ritual was about to end, Ning Fengzhi spoke up.

"What is it, Father?"

Ning Rongrong was in a very good mood at the moment.

"Regarding the Heaven Dou Royal Academy..."

The atmosphere froze.

The smile on Ning Rongrong's face vanished.

"I said, I am not going to the Heaven Dou Royal Academy!" Ning Rongrong's voice carried a hint of choking, "It's full of pampered noble children, every one of them hypocritical, beating around the bush in everything they say and do. I don't want to stay with them at all!"

Seeing that the atmosphere had turned sour, the exorcists quickly packed up their things and left.

Ning Fengzhi also realized the situation had gone wrong.

"No, that's not what I meant. Won't you just give it a try, Rongrong?"

Rongrong opened her eyes and stared at Ning Fengzhi with an expressionless face:

"This is the one thing I absolutely will not accept."