Lu Xian's original intention in assigning this trial was to have Tang San visit other provinces. Far from Fasinuo Province, he would surely see some wicked people.
But he hadn't expected Tang San to have such a unique approach. He'd completed the trial right in Nuoding City, where the locals were simple and honest.
It seemed that believing one's own perception to be absolute truth had no direct connection to the God Trial.
[Wish Rank: E. Executor Ning Rongrong's completion: 100%.]
[Reward: 60 days of cultivation. Soul Ring age increased by 40 years.]
While Tang San, a hardworking wage slave, was striving to complete his trial, Ning Rongrong had also successfully completed her eleventh trial.
Lu Xian nodded in satisfaction. "Looks like this girl picked up the Super Strength techniques pretty quickly."
"Since she's got a violent streak, let's have her hammer trees for a while!"
Standard practice: take the biggest share of the rewards, then hand the rest out to the wage slaves.
Inside Seven Treasure Forest, Ning Rongrong ignored her swollen fists and gazed at the Hundred Year Soul Ring floating before her, as well as the towering tree lying snapped in two. Delight showed on her face.
"So I've passed the trial, right?"
Perhaps it had heard the young lady's question, because a notification about the God Trial's completion immediately rang out in her mind.
"Battle God's Eleventh Trial: I Achieve My Dreams With My Hands—completed."
"Reward: 25 days of cultivation. All Soul Ring ages increased by 8 years."
"Huh? Why's the reward a little lower than it was for the tenth trial?"
Ning Rongrong pursed her lips in dissatisfaction.
But soon, she remembered that every ten trials made up one major trial.
In other words, the reward for the eleventh trial was based on an increase from the Ninth Trial. The tenth trial and the twentieth trial after it didn't count.
Once she understood, Ning Rongrong immediately forgot her displeasure and began looking forward to the next trial.
"Battle God's Twelfth Trial: I Achieve My Dreams With My Hands II."
"Martial Virtue Remains Abundant."
"Go to Seven Treasure Forest and use your hands to snap three hundred-year-old Red Leaf Parasol Trees."
"Time limit: ten days."
When she received the next trial, Ning Rongrong's mouth formed a perfect O.
Aside from learning the Super Strength striking technique, it had taken her a whole week to snap a single Red Leaf Parasol Tree.
Now she had to break three trees in ten days. It was asking the impossible.
"So if my punching power doesn't improve, I'm guaranteed to fail?"
"Looks like there's no time to rest."
Ning Rongrong glanced at the three Red Leaf Parasol Trees growing close together, and her gaze slowly sharpened.
"You three will do."
Perhaps sensing her killing intent, the three Red Leaf Parasol Trees shook their leaves at the same time, as if trembling in fear.
Ning Fengzhi, Sword Grandpa, and Bone Grandpa had come by to watch from time to time. They saw Ning Rongrong stand there grinning foolishly, then immediately raise her fist and strike another Red Leaf Parasol Tree. Confusion showed in their eyes.
"Shouldn't she have already completed the trial?"
"Right. Is Rongrong just trying to get more familiar with her new technique?"
Unlike Sword Grandpa and Bone Grandpa, Ning Fengzhi thought further ahead.
She wouldn't be so eager just to practice a Soul Skill.
"If I'm not mistaken, Rongrong's probably received a new trial."
"Oh? Another tree to break?"
Ning Rongrong didn't return to the sect until she had run out of Soul Power and was utterly exhausted.
Ning Fengzhi and the others got their answer from her: she had indeed started a new trial.
It was considerably harder than the last one.
After arranging for a nutritionist, masseuse, and medicinal-bath specialist to accompany her at all times, Ning Fengzhi told his daughter to recover as quickly as she could.
For ten days straight, Ning Rongrong left early and came back late.
She pounded on tree trunks with all her might.
With the deadline for the trial almost upon her, she finally snapped the third Red Leaf Parasol Tree in two.
Ning Rongrong held her numb arms against her chest, then collapsed to the ground without a shred of grace.
But before she could rest for even a moment, a series of notifications rang out in her mind.
"Battle God's 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 strengthen your Martial Virtue."
"Go to Seven Treasure Forest and use your hands to snap five hundred-year-old Red Leaf Parasol Trees."
"Time limit: ten days."
The trials were issued one after another like death warrants. Ning Rongrong couldn't help but throw her head back and groan.
"Argh!"
"Your granny's out of dreams! I can't even move my hands anymore!"
"Can't you let me rest for a while?"
She complained, but after briefly recovering her Soul Power, Ning Rongrong immediately began the next trial.
"Hyah!" "Hyah!" "Hyah!"
Even she hadn't noticed that the marks her fists left on the tree trunks were far deeper than they'd been just a few dozen days ago.
Another ten days later, Ning Rongrong successfully completed what had seemed like an impossible trial.
The little girl was filled with a sense of accomplishment.
Under the pleased gazes of Ning Fengzhi and the others, Ning Rongrong threw back her head and shouted:
"Now there's nothing I'm afraid of!"
"Bring it on! How many trees do I have to hammer this time?"
Perhaps the Parasol Tree Spirit's prayers to heaven had worked. The next trial didn't involve hammering trees.
"Battle God's Fourteenth Trial: I Achieve My Dreams With My Feet I."
"As a Battle God, your body will be an absolute weapon. None of your four limbs can be a weak point."
"Use your feet as hammers to smash the shell of a hundred-year-old Rock-Crushing Turtle."
"Time limit: ten days."
Ning Rongrong nearly stumbled to the ground when she received the trial.
She hadn't imagined the trial would be this unreasonable. She'd only just gotten used to snapping trees, and now it had changed direction entirely.
What was a Rock-Crushing Turtle? It was a defensive Soul Beast whose defenses, after reaching a hundred years of cultivation, could rival those of a Soul Elder.
How could she possibly kick through that thick shell?
Ning Rongrong could only turn to her father with a mournful expression.
"What's wrong, Rongrong?"
"Dad, are there Rock-Crushing Turtles in Seven Treasure Forest?"
Ning Fengzhi was puzzled, but nodded without hesitation. "There are. The artificial lake in the middle of the forest used to look too barren, so I had people catch over a hundred Rock-Crushing Turtles and release them nearby."
"There really are some!"
"Dad, I hate you!"
As far as Ning Rongrong was concerned, if Ning Fengzhi hadn't gone out of his way to do that, the trial wouldn't have assigned her a task involving something that didn't exist in Seven Treasure Forest.
"Uh... Rongrong, did you get a new trial?"
"Yeah. This time I have to kick something."
"I have to break the shell of a hundred-year-old Rock-Crushing Turtle."
At that, Ning Fengzhi, Sword Grandpa, and Bone Grandpa all looked grave.
A hundred-year-old Rock-Crushing Turtle's shell was nothing to them, of course, but it was a different matter for a Soul Grandmaster like Ning Rongrong.
"Rongrong, can you use that striking technique on your legs?"
"I can, but I struggled just to snap the Red Leaf Parasol Trees. Will it even work on a Rock-Crushing Turtle?"
"Give it a try. If it doesn't work, we can always give up."
In Sword Grandpa and Bone Grandpa's eyes, Ning Rongrong had always been a granddaughter who needed protecting. The fact that she had any fighting spirit at all was already rare.
They hadn't set their expectations for her very high.
But their contempt successfully stirred up Ning Rongrong's competitive spirit.
"Sword Grandpa, Bone Grandpa, who do you think you're looking down on?"
"I'll definitely succeed."
After tossing out her fierce declaration, Ning Rongrong headed straight for the artificial lake at the center of the forest, while the three men exchanged glances.
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