Tang San's Shock, Ning Rongrong Betrays Shrek?! Visiting Chen Xuan!

As the voice fell, the great hall fell into a deathly silence.

Gu Rong's eyes widened like copper bells, and he was the first to speak.

"What?! Has that girl gone mad!"

"Don't we know her temperament? High-minded and arrogant, looking down on everyone in the world—how could she possibly go to some unknown, broken academy, let alone take on a master?!"

Sword Douluo Chen Xin was much calmer, and he asked in a deep voice:

"Fengzhi, what else does the letter say?"

Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the surging waves in his heart, and continued to read:

"She says... that Senior Chen Xuan only gave her a few pointers, and her Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda... evolved into the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda!"

"Furthermore, he even helped her comprehend... a purely offensive soul skill!"

Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda!

Offensive soul skill!

These two phrases struck the hearts of the Sword and Bone Douluos like two heavy hammers!

The bloodline shackles and family destiny that had plagued the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect for hundreds of years had actually been broken by an outsider with just a few words?!

How could this be possible!

After a brief shock, Ning Fengzhi's expression darkened rapidly.

"The Heaven Dou Imperial family... what deep-seated schemes!"

He clenched his fists tightly: "This Chen Xuan is likely a pawn planted by Emperor Xue Ye in Heaven Dou City!"

"His goal is to deal with my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"

The more he thought about it, the more convinced he became.

"First he ropes in Poison Douluo, and now he uses unknown means to bewitch Rongrong, making her betray Shrek... what kind of soul-stealing soup did he feed her!"

Gu Rong was furious, his joints popping with a "crackling" sound.

"Sect Master, don't be so quick to jump to conclusions!"

He said: "True or false, won't I know once I go and meet him?"

"I want to see for myself what kind of three-headed, six-armed character he is, daring to touch the precious granddaughter of my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"

Ning Fengzhi paced back and forth in the hall, finally stopping to look at Gu Rong.

After a moment of thought, a sharp glint flashed in his eyes, and he nodded slowly.

"Very well."

"Uncle Bone, go under the guise of visiting Rongrong. Remember, be polite before resorting to force; just test his depth, and do not easily engage him in combat."

Ning Fengzhi's gaze turned toward the window.

Chen Xuan...

I want to see exactly what kind of sacred being you are!

Does the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda truly exist?

Ning Fengzhi found it hard to believe.

If it were true, this Chen Xuan would be a benefactor to the sect.

But if he had deceived Rongrong through some trickery.

The consequences would be unimaginable.

Shrek Academy.

In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed.

On the training ground, the atmosphere was somewhat stifling.

"Where on earth did Rongrong go?"

Oscar wiped the sweat from his forehead and couldn't help but ask, his tone laced with worry.

It had been half a month.

Ever since Ning Rongrong stormed off that day, claiming she was going to cause trouble for the Blue Silver Academy, she had never returned.

Everyone only knew she had headed in the direction of the Blue Silver Academy, but what happened afterward remained a complete mystery.

"Where else could she be?"

Ma Hongjun, standing to the side, curled his lips in indifference.

"She must have had another one of her spoiled princess tantrums, finding our training too bitter, and ran off to some city to enjoy herself."

His words were harsh, yet the others couldn't help but feel there was some truth to them.

They had all experienced Ning Rongrong's temper firsthand.

"Perhaps." Dai Mubai crossed his arms, a trace of indifference flashing through his evil eyes. "Let her be. We continue our cultivation."

Just then, a teacher from Shrek Academy hurried over, holding a letter in his hand.

"This is... a letter Ning Rongrong asked someone to deliver back."

A letter?

Everyone was stunned.

Tang San reached out to take it and tore open the envelope, which carried a faint, delicate fragrance.

On the letter paper were lines of elegant yet somewhat flamboyant handwriting, and the content was simple and brutal.

[This Young Lady has officially become a disciple under the Dean of Blue Silver Academy, and from this day forth, I withdraw from Shrek. I have no need for your broken theories! Never see me again, and don't come bothering me!]

The letter paper fluttered to the ground.

On the training grounds, there was a deathly silence.

Everyone was dumbfounded, staring blankly at Tang San, then at the letter on the ground, their minds completely blank.

They had imagined ten thousand possibilities.

Perhaps Ning Rongrong had forgotten the time while playing outside, perhaps she had been called home by Ning Fengzhi, or perhaps she had even encountered some danger.

But the one thing they never expected was that she would join that Blue Silver Academy, which they regarded as a laughingstock!

And she even took that Dean as her master?!

"Ha... haha!"

Ma Hongjun was the first to react, but he laughed out of sheer anger.

"Has she lost her mind?!"

He kicked a stone nearby, shouting furiously: "Blue Silver Academy? That kind of academy that sounds like trash just from its name, and she goes there?!"

"That Dean named Chen Xuan—the rumors about him are so absurd that even a three-year-old wouldn't believe them! 'Martial Soul Evolution' for trash souls, 'Control-type can also be Power-type'—it's all bullsh*t!"

"Ning Rongrong must have had her heart blinded by lard to believe such ghost stories!"

Oscar's expression also turned extremely ugly; he clenched his fists tightly, feeling both angry and annoyed.

"What on earth is she thinking..."

Dai Mubai's face was gloomy as he let out a cold snort.

"Don't worry about her; she will regret this."

"When she is swindled out of all her money by that fraud and comes back crying, the gates of Shrek will no longer be open to her!"

"No!"

Xiao Wu, who had been silent, suddenly spoke up, her beautiful rabbit ears trembling slightly with anger.

She put her hands on her hips and said indignantly: "She is one of our Shrek people! Even if she leaves, it must be us who kick her out! Why should she be snatched away by another academy?"

"That Blue Silver Academy—we must teach them a lesson!"

Tang San picked up the letter from the ground, his eyes flickering.

He nodded in agreement.

"Xiao Wu is right."

"This concerns the honor of Shrek; we cannot sit idly by."

He looked up at the group, his voice steady.

"We leave now for Blue Silver Academy!"

Blue Silver Academy, Martial Lecture Hall.

Chen Xuan's calm voice echoed through the hall, detailing yet another key aspect of Martial Soul Evolution.

Below the platform, all the disciples listened, completely enthralled.

"Today's lesson ends here."

As the words fell, Chen Xuan's figure vanished from the podium.

"Respectfully send off the Dean!"

All the disciples rose in unison to bow, their eyes filled with fanatical worship.

In the crowd, a pink figure was the first to rush out of the Martial Lecture Hall the moment Chen Xuan disappeared.

Ning Rongrong was wearing a well-tailored pink skirt today, which perfectly outlined her already curvaceous figure.

She ran quickly, her skirt fluttering to reveal a pair of snow-white legs wrapped in white silk stockings—straight and slender, dazzling under the sunlight.

Her pretty, charming face was flushed with a hint of excitement, and her beautiful eyes sparkled with the light of a scheme successfully executed.

Her mind was filled with the image of her master's calm and transcendent demeanor while lecturing just moments ago.

Thinking of being alone with her master next, her heart couldn't help but race.