Water of the Mother-Child River, Ning Fengzhi Having a Second Child?

First Hong had never imagined it.

He could actually smell "noble elegance" from a flower?

Ridiculous!

The Nine Color Goddess had tipped over a dozen of them. Should he eat one?

The Aromatic Silk Beauty absorbed the essence of heaven and earth, along with the radiance of the sun and moon. It could help gem-type spirits undergo transformation and evolution, while also slightly increasing soul power.

All four of his spirits were God-Given Spirits, so there was no room for evolution or transformation.

That only left its soul power-boosting effect.

But when it came to raising soul power, the Immortal Herb Eight Petal Immortal Orchid was the gentlest. Its effects continued after consumption, nourishing one silently and gradually.

It would not cause soul power to lose control from rising too quickly in a short time.

Mm.

None of that had anything to do with First Hong. He had God-Given Soul Power, which was as obedient as power he had cultivated himself.

Besides, Immortal Herbs were not meant to be eaten in excess, or they could easily cause indigestion.

He was more inclined to consume the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum to forge an indestructible body, then undergo Ice Fire Golden Body Refinement and become immune to water and fire elements.

He casually put away the Aromatic Silk Beauty.

Then he sold one.

+10,000 Livestream Points

Huh?

The price of one Immortal Herb was on par with A Strand of Divine Sense?

That was a little cheap.

He would store the rest for now and sell them when he needed to.

He glanced down below.

Ning Rongrong sat on the steps outside the dormitory, hugging her knees and crying her heart out.

First Hong floated in the air without any intention of going down to comfort her.

Even taking advantage of someone's vulnerability required the right approach.

Ning Rongrong was in the middle of an emotional outburst. Going over now would only get him dragged into trouble.

He would let her calm down first.

Once Ning Rongrong had cried enough.

She raised her red, swollen eyes and glared at First Hong.

"You're just going to watch from up there?"

"I'm not your dad, so why should I coax you?" First Hong spread his hands. "If not for Dean Flender worrying that you'd damage public property, I wouldn't even bother with a spoiled young lady like you."

—Though his tone was thoroughly impolite, he had given her a new target for her resentment.

Sure enough.

"A pile of junk like this is worth protecting?" Ning Rongrong snapped. "A little of my pocket money would be enough to buy this entire village!"

She had expected First Hong to argue and had even prepared a retort.

Instead—

First Hong nodded in agreement.

"This academy really is too shabby."

"If I hadn't run away from home and heard there were plenty of geniuses here, who would be interested in coming here to suffer?"

"The teaching resources are awful too. The strongest is only a level 78 Soul Sage. How could that be reliable?"

Not only did he not argue with her.

He had immediately struck right at her heart!

Ning Rongrong's mind stalled. Her mouth hung open, and she did not know what to say.

He actually agreed with her?

Wasn't he supposed to oppose her?

"I can see you're fine now."

First Hong said casually—

"Think it over carefully. Are you going to keep acting like a little princess, get rejected and targeted by everyone, then run away in humiliation?"

"Or are you going to put aside that princess temper and integrate into the team?"

He turned and flew away without a trace of hesitation.

"W-Wait!" Ning Rongrong called out instinctively.

First Hong stopped and looked back at her questioningly.

What?

Ning Rongrong did not know why, but she suddenly did not want to be alone.

But with her personality, there was no way she could say that.

She could only purse her lips and ask, "What would you do if it were you?"

She was clearly just making conversation.

But that also showed that she "needed" him.

First Hong pretended to think seriously, then clapped his hands together.

"If someone dared to yap at me like that, I'd probably punch him into a little pancake."

"My dad has never even scolded me once. What gives him the right?"

—As an orphan, that was not a lie.

But Ning Rongrong's brain crashed again.

Huh?

She had thought First Hong would say something like, be magnanimous, heed instruction, reflect on yourself—some empty platitudes.

Punch him into a little pancake?

What the hell!

"You're confused?" First Hong raised a brow.

Ning Rongrong nodded blankly.

"That's because we're different."

First Hong said bluntly—

"My fists are harder. Even if others have a temper, they have to swallow it."

"And have you never considered this? You failed to finish your laps and got singled out for a scolding. I overslept and skipped entirely, so why didn't Dean Flender get angry at me?"

Ning Rongrong was very clever, and she was immediately enlightened.

"My father contacted him, so he isn't afraid of retaliation from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"

"But your family didn't say anything, so he doesn't dare offend you?"

First Hong nodded. She could be taught.

"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is one of the Upper Three Sects, but the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagodas of the main family are all support-type spirits and are capped at level 79."

"So they need to use resources, attitude, and sincerity to win over and bind Title Douluo to them."

"The reason Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo spoil you is also because your father, Ning Fengzhi, has done well enough to earn their recognition, making them regard you as a junior."

"If you were merely a little princess, it would not matter if you were a little arrogant and overbearing."

"But you are the Young Sect Master, the next Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

"If Ning Fengzhi were not humble enough, not sincere enough, and acted willfully like you, would Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo still choose the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"

"But I'm different. My fists are hard enough. Whoever refuses to submit gets beaten until he kneels and sings surrender!"

Ning Rongrong stood there blankly.

No one had ever said these things to her before.

First, they lacked the perspective and could not see it clearly at all.

Second, they lacked the authority, so even if they said it, she would not listen.

Now that First Hong had said it, it was like a blow to the head.

Her mind instantly cleared.

So—

Everything her father had always taught her was for the Sect's inheritance!

"Seriously." Ning Rongrong muttered, "If I'd known that, I would've told Dad to have another son. He could support the Sect, and I could just have fun."

What a girl!

First Hong gave Ning Rongrong a thumbs-up. What filial devotion!

"Nine Color Goddess": Facepalm!

"Nine Color Goddess": You could've just thought it—why did you have to say it out loud?!!!

"God of Phoenix": Hahaha! How about the streamer helps your dad work a little harder?

"Nine Color Goddess": My dad is devoted to love. He won't marry anyone but my mom!

User "God of Speed" sent a gift: "Water of the Mother-Child River" ×1

"God of Speed": Any man who drinks this can give birth by himself.

"Nine Color Goddess": Zhu Zhuqing! You've gone too far!

"God of Speed": Hehe!

As expected of the God of Speed—her ability to act was astonishing.

First Hong opened the Livestream Vault and tapped to inspect it.

Water of the Mother-Child River: Regardless of species, anyone who drinks it will become pregnant and, after ten months of pregnancy, give birth to a blood-related child!

A blessing for infertile patients!

First Hong withdrew it, and an enormous wooden barrel appeared in his hands.

Good heavens!

It was enough for Ning Fengzhi to bathe in. How many children was this supposed to produce?

"Nine Color Goddess": This much? Are you trying to make my dad give birth to an entire team?

"God of Speed": Huh? I was joking. You're actually serious?

"Nine Color Goddess":

"God of Phoenix": Hahahaha!

User "Nine Color Goddess" sent a gift: "Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum" ×1

"Nine Color Goddess": I just picked it. Streamer, can you kick this trash god out?

Thanks to the Nine Color Goddess for the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum!

I can't kick people for now, but I can mute them.

That's right.

User "Nine Color Goddess" sent a gift: "Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum" ×1

User sent a gift: "Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum" ×1

User sent a gift: "Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum" ×1

She directly sent ten in a row.

"Nine Color Goddess": I'll send these first. Streamer, mute them as you see fit.

"God of Phoenix": Hey? Wait! I can send gifts too!

User "God of Phoenix" sent a gift: "Eight Petal Immortal Orchid" ×1

User sent a gift: "Eight Petal Immortal Orchid" ×1

User sent a gift: "Eight Petal Immortal Orchid" ×1

It was another ten in a row.

First Hong could only shrug helplessly.

They had sent gifts too, so it was hard for him to handle!

How about—

The two of you compete to see who could send more?