The moment the words fell, the great hall went dead silent.
Gu Rong's eyes bulged like copper bells. He was the first to speak.
"What?! Has that girl gone mad?"
"Don't we know what she's like? Haughty and proud, looking down on everyone under heaven. How could she possibly go to some no-name, lousy academy and even become someone's disciple?!"
Sword Douluo Chen Xin, however, was much calmer. He asked in a low voice:
"Fengzhi, what else did the letter say?"
Ning Fengzhi drew a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the storm raging in his heart, and continued reading:
"She said... that Senior Chen Xuan only offered her a few words of guidance, and her Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda... evolved into the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda!"
"And he even helped her comprehend... a purely offensive Soul Skill!"
The Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda!
An offensive Soul Skill!
Those two phrases struck the Sword and Bone Douluos like a pair of heavy hammers!
The bloodline shackles that had bound the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect for hundreds of years—the fate of their entire clan—had actually been broken by an outsider with just a few words?!
How was that possible?!
After a brief moment of shock, Ning Fengzhi's expression quickly darkened.
"The Heaven Dou Imperial Family... what deep scheming!"
He clenched his fists. "This Chen Xuan might be a pawn planted in Heaven Dou City by Emperor Xue Ye!
"His purpose is to target my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"
The more he thought about it, the more certain he became.
"First he won over Poison Douluo, and now he's used some unknown method to bewitch Rongrong and make her betray Shrek... Just what kind of bewitching potion did he give her?!"
Gu Rong was so furious that the joints throughout his body cracked like firecrackers.
"Sect Master, don't jump to conclusions!"
He said, "We'll know whether it's true or not if I go and meet him, won't we?"
"I want to see with my own eyes what kind of three-headed, six-armed figure he is to dare lay a hand on the treasured granddaughter of my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"
Ning Fengzhi paced back and forth around the hall. At last, he stopped and looked at Gu Rong.
After a moment's thought, a glint flashed in his eyes, and he slowly nodded.
"Very well."
"Uncle Bone, go under the pretext of visiting Rongrong. Remember, be courteous before resorting to force. Just test how deep his waters are for now. Don't rush into a fight with him."
Ning Fengzhi gazed out the window.
Chen Xuan...
I'd like to see just what kind of person you are!
Did the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda really exist?
Ning Fengzhi found it hard to believe.
If it was true, then Chen Xuan was a benefactor of the sect.
But if he'd used some method to deceive Rongrong...
The consequences would be hard to predict.
Shrek Academy.
Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.
The training ground was steeped in gloom.
"Where exactly did Rongrong go?"
Oscar wiped the sweat from his forehead and couldn't help asking, worry tinging his voice.
It had been half a month.
Ever since Ning Rongrong had stormed off that day, saying she was going to cause trouble for Blue Silver Academy, she hadn't come back.
They only knew she'd headed in the direction of Blue Silver Academy. What happened after that, they had no idea.
"Where else would she go?"
Ma Hongjun scoffed from nearby, looking unconcerned.
"She's probably having another one of her young-lady tantrums. She couldn't stand how hard the training was here, so she ran off to some city to enjoy herself."
His words were harsh, but the others found them rather plausible.
They knew what Ning Rongrong was like.
"Maybe." Dai Mubai folded his arms across his chest, a trace of indifference flashing in his evil eyes. "Let her go. We'll keep training."
Just then, a teacher from Shrek Academy hurried over, holding a letter.
"This is... a letter Ning Rongrong sent back through someone."
A letter?
Everyone froze.
Tang San took it and opened the envelope, which carried a faint fragrance.
The letter was filled with graceful yet somewhat bold handwriting, and its message was blunt:
[This young lady has officially become a disciple of the Blue Silver Academy dean. From now on, I'm leaving Shrek. I have no interest in your lousy theories! We never have to see each other again, so don't come bothering me!]
The letter fluttered to the ground.
The training ground fell deathly silent.
Everyone stared blankly at Tang San, then at the letter on the ground, their minds completely empty.
They had imagined ten thousand possibilities.
Perhaps Ning Rongrong had gotten so caught up in having fun that she'd lost track of time. Perhaps Ning Fengzhi had summoned her home. Perhaps she'd even run into some kind of danger.
But the one thing they'd never imagined was that she would join Blue Silver Academy, the academy they'd treated as a joke!
And become that dean's disciple?!
"Ha... hahaha!"
Ma Hongjun was the first to react, but he laughed in anger.
"Has she lost her mind?!"
He kicked a stone nearby flying and snapped, "Blue Silver Academy? An academy that sounds like trash just from its name, and she went there?!"
"That dean, Chen Xuan—his claims are so ridiculous that even a three-year-old wouldn't believe them! Trash Martial Soul Evolution, an auxiliary control-type fighter being able to attack... it's all complete bullshit!"
"Ning Rongrong must have had her head filled with lard to believe that nonsense!"
Oscar's expression turned grim, and he clenched his fists, anger and vexation churning inside him.
"What was she thinking...?"
Dai Mubai's expression darkened. He gave a cold snort.
"Forget her. She'll regret it."
"Once that swindler has conned her out of every last coin and she comes back crying, the gates of Shrek won't be open to her anymore!"
"No!"
Xiao Wu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke. Her pretty rabbit ears quivered with anger.
She planted her hands on her hips and said furiously, "Rongrong is one of us! Even if she wants to leave, we should be the ones to kick her out! Why should another academy get to snatch her away?"
"We have to teach that Blue Silver Academy a lesson!"
Tang San picked up the letter from the ground, his eyes flickering.
He nodded in agreement.
"Xiao Wu is right."
"This concerns Shrek's honor. We can't just stand by and do nothing."
He raised his head and looked at the others, his voice steady.
"Let's head to Blue Silver Academy right now!"
Blue Silver Academy, Martial Lecture Hall.
Chen Xuan's calm voice rang through the hall as he explained another crucial aspect of Martial Soul Evolution in measured detail.
Below the stage, every disciple listened, utterly enthralled.
"That's all for today's lesson."
As his voice fell, Chen Xuan's figure vanished from the lectern.
"Safe travels, Dean!"
All the disciples rose together and bowed, their eyes full of fervent admiration.
Amid the crowd, a pink figure was the first to dash out of the Martial Lecture Hall the instant Chen Xuan disappeared.
Ning Rongrong was wearing a well-tailored pink short skirt that accentuated her already curvaceous figure to perfection.
She hurried along, her skirt fluttering and revealing a pair of long, slender, snow-white legs wrapped in white stockings, dazzling in the sunlight.
Her lovely face was flushed with excitement, and her bright eyes sparkled with the satisfaction of a plan well executed.
Her mind was filled with the calm, otherworldly figure of her master as he'd lectured just moments ago.
Just thinking about being alone with him soon made her heart race.
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