Ning Rongrong Bows Her Head Immediately! Please Take Me As Your Disciple!

Dean?

Ning Rongrong was stunned.

So, those rumors... were actually all true!

What kind of person was this man named Chen Xuan, exactly?

Xiao Xiao paid her no further mind, turning to continue her cleaning as if she had just swatted a fly.

Ning Rongrong scrambled up from the ground, her mind a chaotic mess.

She wandered aimlessly through the academy, and before she knew it, she was drawn by a pure and vast aura of life to the exterior of a secluded backyard.

That aura made her Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda feel incredibly comfortable and intimate.

Just then, a clear, resonant voice drifted from within the courtyard and into her ears.

"...Everything has two sides. Everyone knows that Blue Silver Grass is a Control-type, but who decreed that it cannot be used for offense?"

"Binding can be restraint, but it can also be strangulation. Vines can be roadblocks, but they can also be piercing spears."

Control-type... used for offense?

Ning Rongrong's footsteps faltered, and she froze in place.

This theory was completely unheard of!

Her pink skirt swayed slightly, her long legs stopping of their own accord. A surge of intense curiosity drove her to creep toward the courtyard wall and tilt her head to listen.

Inside the courtyard, Chen Xuan's voice continued.

"The form of a Martial Soul determines its most suitable path, but that does not mean it has only one road to follow."

"So-called support and so-called power attack are merely shackles imposed by men."

"True powerhouses command their Martial Souls; they are not bound by the definitions of their Martial Souls."

"Breaking conventions and forging new paths—that is the true essence of Martial Soul Evolution!"

Boom!

Ning Rongrong felt as if a thunderclap had exploded in her mind!

Every word was like a heavy hammer, ruthlessly striking the system of Martial Soul knowledge she had built since childhood!

The more she listened, the more horrified she became.

This man's theories completely overturned all existing Martial Soul theories on the Douluo Continent, yet... they sounded so logical, even making her feel that this was the true path to the heavens!

By comparison, Master Yu Xiaogang's "Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul" were nothing but utter nonsense!

Ning Rongrong suddenly felt a wave of regret.

Why hadn't she come sooner!

Why had she listened to those pedantic words of Yu Xiaogang!

Just as she was listening, utterly intoxicated, that clear voice suddenly paused and said leisurely:

"How much longer do you intend to listen from out there?"

Ning Rongrong's delicate body trembled. Oh no, she thought, I've been discovered!

Panic flared in her heart, and she turned to run.

"Come in and listen."

The voice sounded again, calm yet carrying an irresistible magic.

Ning Rongrong's feet seemed rooted to the spot. After a moment of hesitation, she was inexplicably drawn to push open the ajar courtyard gate and walk inside.

The moonlight was like a wash.

When she saw the scene inside the courtyard, her breath hitched.

Beside a stone table sat three women, each of them peerless in beauty.

One had noble golden hair and a cold temperament; it was the Heaven Dou Crown Prince, Xue Qinghe.

One had gentle blue hair and looked like an elf under the moon, beautiful beyond mortal standards.

One had enchanting purple hair, possessing both heroic spirit and allure; it was Dugu Bo's granddaughter, Dugu Yan.

And standing in their midst was a man dressed in white.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his features incomparably handsome, his temperament detached and ethereal, as if he had merged with the very world around him.

He is so handsome.

That was the only thought left in Ning Rongrong's mind.

Chen Xuan's gaze fell upon her, and he spoke calmly.

"You are not a student of this academy."

Ning Rongrong shivered, fearing he would blame her. She hurriedly bowed and explained nervously, "Senior, I... my name is Ning Rongrong. I didn't mean to eavesdrop, I just..."

"It is of no consequence," Chen Xuan interrupted her. "That you were able to hear it is your own destiny."

Ning Rongrong was stunned.

Not blaming her?

And even calling this her own fortuitous encounter?

At this moment, the image of Chen Xuan in her heart instantly became infinitely tall.

She couldn't help but think that if Yu Xiaogang had discovered someone eavesdropping on his theories, he would have likely jumped up to curse and berate her, or even humiliate her.

Comparing Yu Xiaogang to the senior before her was simply an insult to the senior!

Chen Xuan did not care about her thoughts; he turned his gaze toward the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul she had subconsciously released due to her nervousness and continued to speak:

"Take your martial soul for example, the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda. The world calls it the number one auxiliary tool martial soul, yet they do not know that it can also be used for offense."

"By highly condensing soul power and using the pagoda as a medium to unleash it in an instant, how could its power be any weaker than some assault-type soul skills?"

"Auxiliary and attack, it all lies within a single thought."

These words were like a sudden enlightenment, causing Ning Rongrong to become completely mesmerized.

She stared blankly at the pagoda in her palm, Chen Xuan's words echoing repeatedly in her mind as if a brand-new door were slowly opening.

Gradually, she entered a mysterious state of epiphany.

Hum—!

The Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda in her palm suddenly trembled violently, erupting with an unprecedented, brilliant radiance!

Within the seven-colored glow, two brand-new colors—black and red—shot up into the sky!

The number of levels on the pagoda climbed steadily amidst the light!

Seven levels, eight levels, nine levels!

When the light dissipated, a shimmering, sacred, and majestic nine-level pagoda floated quietly in her palm!

Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda!

The shackles of her bloodline were completely shattered at this moment!

Not only that, but a method for utilizing a soul skill had appeared out of thin air in Ning Rongrong's mind—Divine Light Prison Suppression!

It was a purely offensive soul skill!

"My... my martial soul..."

Feeling the earth-shaking changes within her body, Ning Rongrong was moved to tears.

She was finally no longer that pure auxiliary who could only hide behind her teammates and be looked down upon!

This kindness was higher than the heavens and deeper than the seas!

Unable to suppress the excitement and gratitude in her heart any longer, she fell to her knees before Chen Xuan with a thud and kowtowed solemnly.

"Thank you, Senior, for the grace of rebirth! Ning Rongrong implores you to accept me as your disciple!"

At this very moment, a mechanical prompt sounded in Chen Xuan's mind.

[Ding! Triggered disciple recruitment mission: Will you accept Ning Rongrong of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect as your disciple?]

[Mission Reward: One Supreme Spiritual Vein!]

Chen Xuan raised an eyebrow slightly.

Ning Rongrong?

So it was her.

It didn't matter, though; as long as there was a reward, it was fine.

He spoke indifferently: "Get up, I accept you."

[Ding! Disciple accepted successfully. Congratulations to the host for obtaining the reward: Supreme Spiritual Vein!]

[Supreme Spiritual Vein: Buried beneath the academy, it can automatically absorb the energy of heaven and earth, converting it into pure spiritual power, and significantly increase the cultivation speed of everyone within the academy!]

With a thought, Chen Xuan felt the Supreme Spiritual Vein flowing with majestic energy inside his system space, and a smile curled the corners of his lips.