"Don't look at me like that!"
"I've completely cut ties with my past. If you look at me like that again, I'll show you what I can do!"
Zhu Zhuqing raised her right hand. Her finger strength and Soul Power mingled, and when she released them, they radiated a bone-chilling aura.
Though she was only a Soul Grandmaster, with the Nine Yin Divine Claw and Snow-Treading Traceless, she wasn't the least bit afraid of Dai Mubai, whose Soul Power had reached level thirty-five.
"You!"
Dai Mubai's eyes turned cold.
In front of so many people, Zhu Zhuqing had dared to speak to him like that. She clearly didn't take him seriously at all.
If he weren't worried about Flender and the others, he'd have loved to teach Zhu Zhuqing a harsh lesson right then and there!
"What are you two doing?!"
Flender stopped and turned around, fixing Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing with a stare.
Seeing this, the others also took their places beside Zhu Zhuqing and Dai Mubai, forming two opposing sides.
"I don't care what happened between you two before. From now on, in my class, you're classmates!"
"Classmates should help each other! If I catch you fighting among yourselves, you'll be severely punished!"
Flender shot Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing a cold glance, swept his sleeve, and turned to continue on his way.
"Keep up!"
At this, the others started after him, but the atmosphere in the group had grown even colder.
Dai Mubai stared straight ahead, his eyes icy. He couldn't swallow his anger, and he was already thinking about how to get back at Zhu Zhuqing.
Xiao Wu and Tang San walked on either side of Zhu Zhuqing, but neither of them offered words of comfort.
They knew that Zhu Zhuqing didn't need comforting.
"Zhuqing, no matter what, we'll stand by you. The teacher will protect you too."
Xiao Wu gently patted Zhu Zhuqing's shoulder.
"Mm."
Zhu Zhuqing thought back to that day three years ago.
Mu Chen had descended from the sky, bathed in golden light. His dragon's might had swept across the land, as if a heavenly god had arrived.
Even today, that scene remained fresh in her memory.
And yet.
Even now, she still had no idea how strong Mu Chen really was.
Of course.
Xiao Wu and Tang San knew just as little.
Mu Chen had yet to encounter an opponent who could force him to use his full strength.
Not to mention, he had now obtained a divine weapon—the Dragon-Slaying Blade!
Even if he couldn't unleash the Dragon-Slaying Blade's full power, it was still enough to contend with most Titled Douluo!
Five words: terrifying beyond belief!
Meanwhile.
After Mu Chen and Ning Rongrong completed another full cycle of the Yin Yang Heart-Link Art, they finally parted.
"If Dad knew what I was like right now, he'd definitely kill you..."
Ning Rongrong's pretty face was burning red. She lay against Mu Chen, panting softly, without a shred of strength left.
"You've only been gone a few days, and you've already met such a good teacher as me. You even broke through another level of Soul Power. I'm sure your dad will be very grateful to me."
"Maybe he'll even invite me to your home."
Mu Chen glanced down at Ning Rongrong with a smile, his large hand gently stroking her fair back.
That's right!
Ning Rongrong had already gained another level of Soul Power, reaching level twenty-seven!
He and the Yin Yang Heart-Link Art had both played no small part!
"Rest for a while, then I'll take you to Suotuo City to find Zhuqing, Xiao Wu, and the others..."
Mu Chen remembered that Zhu Zhuqing had dumped Dai Mubai, and thought there might be trouble tonight.
He had to go stand up for Zhu Zhuqing.
She was his disciple. How could he let outsiders bully her?
"I don't wanna move~"
Ning Rongrong panted softly.
"All right."
"I'll help you recover."
A little golden Soul Power appeared in Mu Chen's palm. He gently pressed it against Ning Rongrong's fair back.
In an instant.
Ning Rongrong, who had been too weak to move, suddenly felt her body fill with strength. She felt much more alert, too.
Ning Rongrong blinked her pretty eyes and looked up at Mu Chen in surprise. "How did you do that?"
Mu Chen smiled calmly. "How could I be your teacher if I didn't have a few tricks?"
Ning Rongrong couldn't help laughing.
She hadn't become Mu Chen's disciple because she truly wanted to learn from him.
She'd done it because she wanted him.
After resting for a while.
As his disciple, Ning Rongrong thoughtfully helped Mu Chen get dressed.
"I've never even waited on my dad like this..."
Mu Chen couldn't stop the corners of his mouth from rising.
When dealing with a pampered little princess like Ning Rongrong, he couldn't indulge her in everything.
Otherwise, wouldn't he be just like Ning Fengzhi and the others?
And if that happened, how could he ever win Ning Rongrong over?
"All done!"
"Let's go!"
Mu Chen straightened his sleeves, a confident smile on his face.
The next moment.
One Soul Ring after another rose around him. They were all black—not a single one was less than ten thousand years old.
"Hiss!"
Ning Rongrong's pretty eyes suddenly widened.
She looked as if she'd just laid eyes on Mu Chen's magnificent treasure for the first time.
"Why are all your Soul Rings black?"
Mu Chen clasped his hands behind his back and smiled calmly. "What? Don't you know what black Soul Rings represent?"
"Of course I do!" Ning Rongrong swallowed. "It's just... aren't Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings only something Soul Kings and above can have? How was your First Soul Ring already ten thousand years old?"
Mu Chen pinched Ning Rongrong's rosy cheek. Looking into her astonished eyes, he smiled. "That's true of ordinary people. But I'm no ordinary person."
"Wow!"
Ning Rongrong felt that she might have made the best decision of her life.
She wanted to give herself a pat on the back.
As expected of the heir to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect—she was so clever, she'd hit the jackpot the moment she left home.
Along with his seven black Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings, the Radiant Dragon King Martial Soul also appeared.
Empowered by ten percent of his Dragon God Bloodline, the Radiant Dragon King grew even more powerful, radiating an even more noble and imposing presence!
"Is this your Martial Soul?"
This was the first time Ning Rongrong had seen Mu Chen use Martial Soul Possession.
Mu Chen was bathed in golden light, his dragon's might sweeping across the land, as if a divine being had descended.
The sight was burned deep into her heart, impossible to forget.
Mu Chen took Ning Rongrong outside.
His Seventh Soul Ring suddenly lit up.
"Dragon King True Form!"
As Mu Chen used his Martial Soul Avatar, golden light burst forth.
His body transformed dramatically. Gilded, vertical pupils appeared, and golden-white scales spread across his body. His dragon horns and wings slowly unfolded, while an imposing dragon's roar shook the heavens and earth.
"Oh my goodness!"
The boundless pressure of the dragon clan swept over her. Ning Rongrong's pupils shrank, and her heart and mind trembled violently.
The awe-inspiring sight struck her to the very core, and her heart began racing uncontrollably.
"Come on!"
Mu Chen reached out a dragon claw, picked Ning Rongrong up, and set her in his palm.
Boom—
His golden wings beat hard, and Mu Chen soared into the air, flying toward Suotuo City.
Ning Rongrong watched the buildings below grow smaller and smaller, then turned to gaze at the enormous golden-white dragon. Her pretty eyes sparkled with wonder.
"Teacher, you look so mighty!"
"I love it so much!"
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