Tsunade Becomes Ning Rongrong

Lu Xian's original intention in setting this assessment was for Tang San to wander through other provinces, as staying away from Fasinuo Province would surely allow him to see fewer villains.

He had not expected Tang San's style to be so unique; he had managed to complete the assessment right in the simple-minded Nuoding City.

It seems that the trait of some people treating their own self-perception as absolute truth has no direct correlation with the God Trials.

[Wish Rank E, Executor Ning Rongrong completion rate: 100%.]

[Reward: 60 days of cultivation, Spirit Ring age increased by 40 years.]

While Tang San, this laborer, was working hard to complete his assessment, Ning Rongrong also successfully finished her eleventh trial.

Lu Xian nodded in satisfaction at this.

"It seems this girl is mastering the Super Strength technique quite quickly."

"Since she has the violent gene, then let her hammer trees for a while!"

Standard procedure: take the lion's share of the rewards and distribute the rest to the laborers.

Inside the Seven Treasure Forest, Ning Rongrong ignored her swollen pink fists, looking at the century-old Spirit Ring floating before her and the broken towering tree with a joyful expression.

"Have I completed the assessment, then?"

Perhaps hearing the young lady's question, the notification regarding the completion of the God Trial immediately echoed in her mind.

"Battle God Eleventh Trial, I Achieve My Dreams With My Hands, completed."

"Reward: 25 days of cultivation, all Spirit Ring ages increased by 8 years."

"Eh? Why is the reward lower than the tenth one?"

Ning Rongrong pursed her lips in slight dissatisfaction.

But soon, she recalled the characteristic that every tenth assessment was a major trial.

In other words, the reward for this eleventh assessment was based on an increase from the ninth trial, while the tenth and the subsequent twentieth trials were not counted in that progression.

Realizing this, Ning Rongrong immediately forgot her slight unhappiness and began to look forward to the next assessment.

"Battle God Twelfth Trial, I Achieve My Dreams With My Hands II."

"Martial Virtue Remains Abundant."

"Go to the Seven Treasure Forest and use your hands to break three century-old Red Leaf Parasol Trees."

"Time limit: ten days."

Upon receiving the next assessment, Ning Rongrong's mouth formed an 'O' shape.

One had to know that before, aside from learning the force-exertion techniques of Super Strength, it had taken her a full week just to break one Red Leaf Parasol Tree.

Now, to be given only ten days for three trees was simply asking the impossible.

"In other words, if my punching power doesn't evolve, I am bound to fail?"

"It seems there is no time for rest."

Glancing at the three Red Leaf Parasol Trees in the adjacent direction, Ning Rongrong's gaze slowly sharpened.

"You three shall be the ones."

Perhaps sensing the killing intent, the three Red Leaf Parasol Trees shook their leaves simultaneously, as if trembling in fear.

Ning Fengzhi, Sword, and Bone, who came to observe from time to time, looked at Ning Rongrong standing there giggling for a while before immediately raising her fists to strike another Red Leaf Parasol Tree, and they immediately revealed expressions of confusion.

"Shouldn't this assessment already be completed?"

"Indeed, is Rongrong trying to continue familiarizing herself with the new technique?"

Compared to Sword and Bone, Ning Fengzhi thought more deeply.

One wouldn't be in such a rush just to familiarize themselves with a spirit skill.

"If my guess is correct, this girl Rongrong must have received a new assessment task."

"Oh? And it's breaking trees again?"

It wasn't until Ning Rongrong exhausted her spirit power and was completely drained that she returned to the sect.

Ning Fengzhi and the others received the answer from her own mouth: she had indeed started a new assessment.

The difficulty was significantly higher than before.

After arranging for nutritionists, masseurs, and medicinal liquid specialists to accompany her throughout, Ning Fengzhi finally let his daughter hurry to recover.

For ten consecutive days, Ning Rongrong left early and returned late.

She hammered the tree trunks desperately.

Just before the final deadline of the assessment, she finally snapped the third Red Leaf Parasol Tree in half.

Ning Rongrong placed her numb arms across her chest and collapsed to the ground, completely lacking any image.

However, before she could rest for even a moment, the notification sounds in her mind rang out one after another.

"Battle God Twelfth Trial, I Achieve My Dreams With My Hands II, completed."

"Reward: 30 days of cultivation, all soul ring ages increased by 10 years."

"Battle God's Thirteenth Trial: I Achieve My Dreams With My Hands III."

"Continue to enrich your martial virtue."

"Go to the Seven Treasure Forest and use your hands to break five century-old Red Leaf Parasol Trees."

"Time limit: ten days."

The trials, issued in rapid succession like a death warrant, made Ning Rongrong sigh toward the heavens.

"Ah!"

"This young lady has no more dreams left, and my hands are already immobile!"

"Can't you let a person rest for a while!"

However, complaining was just complaining; after a brief recovery of her soul power, Ning Rongrong immediately plunged into a new round of trials.

"He-ha!" "He-ha!" "He-ha!"

Even she didn't realize that the marks her fists left on the tree trunks were much deeper than they had been a dozen days ago.

Ten days later, Ning Rongrong successfully completed this seemingly impossible trial.

This filled the little girl's heart with a sense of accomplishment.

Under the gratified gazes of Ning Fengzhi and the others, Ning Rongrong let out a long cry toward the sky:

"This young lady fears nothing now."

"Come on, how many trees do you want me to hammer this time?"

Perhaps the prayers of the Parasol Tree Spirit to the heavens had worked, as the trial did not issue another tree-hammering task.

"Battle God's Fourteenth Trial: I Achieve My Dreams With My Feet I."

"As a Battle God, your body shall be an absolute weapon; there can be no shortcomings in your limbs."

"Use your feet as hammers to shatter the shell of a century-old Rock-Crushing Turtle."

"Time limit: ten days."

Upon receiving the trial, Ning Rongrong nearly stumbled and fell to the ground.

She never imagined the trial would be this despicable.

She had just adapted to the rhythm of breaking trees, and the trial immediately shifted its direction.

What was a Rock-Crushing Turtle? It was a defensive-type soul beast whose defense could rival a Soul Elder once its cultivation reached a century.

How could it be easy to kick through that thick turtle shell?

Ning Rongrong could only cast a mournful look toward her father.

"What's wrong, Rongrong?"

"Dad, do we have Rock-Crushing Turtles in our Seven Treasure Forest?"

Although Ning Fengzhi was puzzled, he nodded without hesitation.

"We do. The artificial lake in the center of the forest was too desolate before, so I had people catch over a hundred Rock-Crushing Turtles and release them nearby."

"You actually have them!"

"Dad, I hate you!"

In Ning Rongrong's mind, if Ning Fengzhi hadn't done that unnecessary thing, the trial wouldn't have issued a task involving creatures that didn't exist in the Seven Treasure Forest.

"Uh... Rongrong, have you received a new trial again?"

"Yes, this time it's kicking with my feet."

"I have to shatter the shell of a century-old Rock-Crushing Turtle."

As soon as these words were spoken, Ning Fengzhi, Sword, and Bone all revealed solemn expressions.

The shell of a century-old Rock-Crushing Turtle was nothing to them, but for Ning Rongrong, a Soul Grand Master, it was a completely different story.

"Rongrong, can you apply that force-generating technique to your legs?"

"I can, but I struggled even to break the Red Leaf Parasol Trees; will it have any effect on a Rock-Crushing Turtle?"

"Just give it a try. If it really doesn't work, we can just give up."

In the eyes of Sword and Bone, Ning Rongrong had always been a granddaughter who needed protection; it was already rare enough that she had some fighting spirit.

They had no high expectations for her at all.

However, their dismissal successfully stirred up Ning Rongrong's competitive spirit.

"Sword Grandpa, Bone Grandpa, who are you looking down on?"

"I will definitely succeed."

After throwing down those harsh words, Ning Rongrong walked straight toward the artificial lake in the center of the forest under the bewildered gazes of the three men.