Ning Rongrong's Sticky Situation? Gu Rong: Thanks for Taking Care of Rongrong

Zhu Zhuqing did not waste a single word; she walked over, sat cross-legged, and tilted her head back to swallow the Divine Radiant Pill.

The moment the pill entered her body, Zhu Zhuqing's face turned deathly pale, and beads of sweat the size of peas rolled down her forehead.

She bit her lip hard, her body trembling slightly, yet she refused to let out a single sound.

Ning Rongrong watched from the side, her heart pounding with anxiety, and she hurriedly turned to glare at Huang Yan:

"Hey!

What exactly did you give her?

Why does Zhuqing look like she's in so much pain!"

Huang Yan glanced at her, his tone indifferent:

"Cleansing the marrow and shedding the mortal shell—how could it not be painful?

If you're scared, you can return the pill to me now, Miss Ning."

"Who, who's scared!"

Provoked by her competitive spirit, Ning Rongrong gritted her teeth, sat down on another cushion, and shoved the pill into her mouth.

The next second, Ning Rongrong let out a shrill scream:

"Ah!

So hot!

It hurts this young lady to death!

I feel like my body is going to split open!"

Huang Yan crossed his arms over his chest and shouted coldly:

"Shut up!

Focus your mind and guide the medicinal power!

If you can't even endure this little bit of suffering, you might as well crawl back to your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and remain a hothouse flower!"

Tears welled up in Ning Rongrong's eyes from the pain.

But upon hearing those words, the pride in her bones forced her to swallow her cries.

She gritted her teeth and held on.

Half an hour later.

The pain finally subsided for both women, replaced by a layer of sticky, foul-smelling black filth.

As soon as Ning Rongrong opened her eyes and looked down, she shrieked:

"Ah!

It stinks!

What is all this stuff!

It's disgusting!"

Zhu Zhuqing also frowned, but she was more concerned with the changes inside her body.

She carefully sensed her condition, her cold, clear eyes filled with disbelief:

"My soul power... it actually broke through directly to level twenty-eight!

Moreover, my meridians are several times wider than before, and the quality of my martial soul seems to have improved as well!"

Huang Yan waved his hand in disgust and pointed toward the door:

"That is the impurity from your bodies.

Enough, hurry to the hot spring in the backyard and wash up; you reek."

Hearing this, the two women blushed furiously and bolted out of the quiet room as if fleeing.

Once the sound of their footsteps had completely faded, the quiet room returned to silence.

Huang Yan did not leave; instead, he turned around, looked calmly at a shadow in the corner of the room, and spoke faintly:

"You've been watching for so long—don't you intend to come out?"

There was no movement in the shadow.

A cold smirk curled the corner of Huang Yan's mouth as a cluster of blinding golden flames suddenly erupted from his fingertips.

The terrifying heat instantly caused the air in the room to distort:

"What?

Does the dignified Bone Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect have a penchant for eavesdropping?"

As soon as the words fell, the space in that corner twisted slightly.

Gu Rong, dressed in black with a gaunt frame, stepped out from the void, his murky old eyes filled with unconcealable shock.

"Kid, you were actually able to discover this old man?!"

Huang Yan casually extinguished the flame at his fingertips, his tone languid:

"The spatial fluctuations were so obvious, was it really that hard to detect?"

Gu Rong stared fixedly at the youth before him, a stormy sea of shock churning in his heart.

He was a level 95 Title Douluo!

Not only had this brat seen through his concealment, but he had also called out his identity in a single breath!

"Who exactly are you?"

Gu Rong asked in a deep voice, a dangerous pressure of soul power radiating faintly from his body.

Huang Yan met his gaze without a hint of fear, chuckling softly:

"As for who I am, hasn't Sect Master Ning already sent people to investigate?

Go back and tell Ning Fengzhi that Ning Rongrong is absolutely safe with me, and she will receive the best cultivation."

Huang Yan paused, his eyes suddenly turning sharp as he looked straight at the Title Douluo:

"However, since she has taken my medicinal pills and entered the gates of my Divine Radiant Sect, she is my person.

In the future, it would be best if the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect didn't overreach!"

Gu Rong's expression darkened, and he was just about to retort:

"Brat, you are far too arrogant..."

Before the words could fade, three powerful auras suddenly descended outside the quiet room.

"Who dares to act presumptuously in my Divine Radiant Sect!"

Accompanied by a cold shout, Dugu Bo, clad in green robes, appeared beside Huang Yan like a ghost.

Immediately following, Dragon Duke Meng Shu and Serpent Granny Chao Tianxiang strode in, one to the left and one to the right, subtly sealing off Gu Rong's retreat.

Dugu Bo saw who it was, his green eyes narrowing slightly:

"I wondered who it was; so it is Bone Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

What is this, a dignified Title Douluo engaging in sneaky, underhanded business?"

Gu Rong snorted coldly, his gaze sweeping over Dugu Bo and the Peerless Dragon and Serpent couple, his heart secretly alarmed.

These three were actually displaying a posture of protection and submission toward this youth!

In the current situation, it was naturally impossible for him to do anything, especially since Rongrong had indeed just received a tremendous benefit.

"Old Poison, stop with the sarcasm. This old man only came to see my Rongrong."

Gu Rong retracted his soul power pressure and turned to look at Huang Yan, his expression complex:

"Brat, I have remembered your words.

Since Rongrong has chosen this place, I will not interfere for the time being.

But if you dare to let her suffer even the slightest grievance, this old man will risk his life to tear down your Divine Radiant Sect!"

Huang Yan smiled faintly, neither confirming nor denying:

"No need to trouble yourself."

Gu Rong sighed and turned to leave.

But just as he took a step, he stopped, hesitated for a moment, and looked back at Huang Yan once more.

"Actually..."

Gu Rong's voice slowed down a fraction:

"I saw everything just now."

Huang Yan raised an eyebrow:

"Saw what?"

"That girl Rongrong has been spoiled rotten in our sect; she has always been lawless and unable to endure even the slightest hardship."

Gu Rong gave a wry smile, a trace of gratification flashing in his eyes:

"But just now, she was able to endure such great pain, and... in front of you, she was surprisingly obedient and well-behaved.

If she were at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, she would have turned the place upside down by now."

Huang Yan's tone was calm:

"Once she enters my territory, she must naturally follow my rules. Being pampered doesn't work here."

Gu Rong nodded, his expression becoming solemn:

"Although I dote on her, I know deep down that this Douluo Continent is ultimately a place where strength speaks.

Fengzhi and the rest of us cannot protect her for a lifetime.

She must eventually learn to stand on her own."

Having said this, Gu Rong slightly cupped his hands, a hint of sincerity entering his tone:

"If you can truly mold her into a talent and help her be reborn... this old man thanks you."

Huang Yan accepted the gesture calmly and said indifferently:

"She is a member of the Divine Radiant Sect; naturally, I will be responsible for her to the end.

Walk slowly, Bone Douluo. I will not see you out."

Gu Rong took one deep look at Huang Yan and said no more. His figure dissolved into a mass of black mist, vanishing from the spot in an instant.

As Gu Rong's aura completely dissipated, the oppressive pressure within the quiet room vanished along with it.

Dugu Bo let out a cold snort and retracted the poisonous miasma surrounding his body:

"Sect Master, are we just going to let him leave like that?

The people of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect have always been protective of their own. Once this old bag of bones returns, there is no telling how that old fox Ning Fengzhi might scheme against us."