Ning Rongrong Submits, I'll Be Your Woman!

"Her control over soul power is exceptionally strong; her future achievements will surely surpass my own."

"If she could receive a few pointers from Prince Wuyang and serve by your side, pouring tea and water,"

"She would undoubtedly become a great asset to you in the future."

"I implore you, Prince Wuyang, for the sake of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect pledging our full allegiance, please give this girl a chance."

Ning Fengzhi lowered his posture to the absolute minimum.

He spoke to Tang Yu in a tone that was practically begging.

As long as he could place his daughter by Tang Yu's side, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would be firmly bound to this Prince Wuyang.

Tang Yu looked down at the fearful and trembling Ning Fengzhi with a calm expression.

He then glanced at Ning Rongrong, who was hiding behind, her face filled with indignation.

"I have no need for a disciple by my side."

Tang Yu's tone was indifferent.

Upon hearing this, the light in Ning Rongrong's eyes dimmed instantly.

Could it be that she didn't even have the qualifications to learn by his side?

Just as Ning Fengzhi was about to continue pleading, Tang Yu's voice rang out across the plaza once more.

"I want you to become my woman."

These few words struck like a thunderbolt, exploding amidst the crowd.

The entire plaza fell into a deathly silence.

Even the wind seemed to stop at that moment.

Ning Rongrong was stunned, as if turned to stone.

Her mouth hung slightly open, her eyes staring straight at Tang Yu.

Her mind went blank, completely losing the ability to think.

Make me his woman?

Wasn't this supposed to be an apprenticeship? How did it suddenly turn into this?

The leap was so great that she couldn't react at all for a moment.

Her small face flushed bright red instantly, and her heart hammered wildly.

Ning Fengzhi was stunned at first, remaining dazed for several seconds.

Then, an uncontrollable surge of ecstasy welled up from the bottom of his heart.

His shrewd eyes erupted with an unprecedented brilliance.

Become his woman?

This was far better than being a disciple!

A disciple could be expelled from the sect at any time, but once she became his woman, they would be family.

As long as Ning Rongrong could serve this Prince Wuyang well, Wouldn't the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect be able to walk sideways across the Douluo Continent in the future?

Martial Soul Hall, the Heaven Dou Empire—there would be nothing to fear at all.

This was a massive stroke of good fortune falling from the heavens.

Ning Fengzhi was trembling all over with excitement.

He didn't care at all what Ning Rongrong thought.

He reached out both hands, pressing down on Ning Rongrong's shoulders from left and right.

With great force, he forcibly pressed the dazed Ning Rongrong down until she knelt on the ground.

"Many thanks for your grace, Prince!"

"For Ning Rongrong to serve you, Prince, is a blessing she has cultivated over many lifetimes."

"Our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect agrees ten thousand times over."

"This girl is yours from now on, Prince; do with her as you please."

Ning Fengzhi's voice sounded somewhat shrill due to his excessive excitement.

He was terrified that Tang Yu might change his mind the next second.

Ning Rongrong was pressed heavily to the ground by her father, her knees aching.

Her heart was filled with resentment and grievance.

She was, after all, a proud daughter of heaven, yet her father had sold her off just like that.

And he hadn't even asked for her opinion once.

Yet, faced with the overwhelming sense of superiority radiating from Tang Yu, she could not even utter a single word of rebuttal.

Tang Yu drifted slowly down from mid-air.

His black robes swayed gently in the wind.

He walked past Ning Fengzhi and his daughter, heading toward the sect gates.

Ning Fengzhi hurriedly gave Ning Rongrong a firm push on the back.

"Hurry up and follow the Prince!"

Ning Rongrong gritted her teeth.

She had no choice but to climb up from the ground and brush the dust from her knees.

With her head bowed, she obediently followed Tang Yu as he departed.

Along the way.

Ning Rongrong took small, hurried steps, keeping just a few paces behind Tang Yu.

She nervously twisted the hem of her clothes, her palms slick with sweat.

She was incredibly tense.

Just like that, in a daze, she had become a man's possession.

This was something she would never have dared to imagine before.

Yet, amidst her nervousness, the young girl could not help but feel a surge of curiosity.

Taking a bold chance, she secretly raised her eyes to size up Tang Yu walking ahead of her.

Sunlight spilled across Tang Yu's profile, outlining perfect features.

With sword-like brows and starry eyes, a high bridge of the nose, and a jawline as sharp and defined as if carved by a blade.

The aura of dominance and composure emanating from within him held an immense attraction for any young girl.

As Ning Rongrong watched, she couldn't help but become mesmerized.

A deep crimson flush spread across her cheeks before she even realized it.

The resistance in her heart was dissipating bit by bit.

This man was truly handsome.

With such immense power, he was simply the most perfect man in the entire world.

She was to become his woman in the future.

Thinking of this, she actually felt a hint of shyness and anticipation.

Just as Ning Rongrong was lost in her wild thoughts.

The two arrived outside a secluded courtyard.

This was the temporary residence the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had prepared for Tang Yu.

The moment they reached the entrance.

A familiar figure walked slowly out from the courtyard.

A tall stature with eye-catching, voluptuous curves.

Tight-fitting black leather clothing wrapped around her hot figure to perfection.

She exuded an air of cold, haughty elegance.

It was an old acquaintance from Shrek Academy, Zhu Zhuqing.

The moment Ning Rongrong saw Zhu Zhuqing.

She came to a sudden, jarring halt.

Her eyes went wide, her face full of shock and bewilderment.

"Zhuqing?"

Ning Rongrong cried out in disbelief.

"You... how are you here too?"

She stepped forward quickly, looking the Zhu Zhuqing before her up and down.

Back at Shrek Academy, everyone knew that Zhu Zhuqing had been taken as a hostage by the Star Luo Empire and forcibly offered to Prince Wuyang.

When the Shrek Seven Devils learned of this news, they were all filled with indignation.

Dai Mubai had lost his composure on the spot, and Tang San and the others had all brainstormed ways to save her.

Everyone believed that since Zhu Zhuqing had fallen into the hands of Prince Wuyang, she must have been suffering through torture, wishing for death.

But looking at it now, that was clearly not the case at all.

Not only was she standing there completely unscathed.

But judging by the situation, she seemed to be doing quite well by Tang Yu's side.

Zhu Zhuqing looked at the shocked Ning Rongrong.

Her expression remained largely unmoved.

She merely let her gaze linger on Ning Rongrong for a moment.

Following this, Zhu Zhuqing's face turned extremely serious.

She walked straight up to Ning Rongrong and lowered her voice to offer a warning.

"Since you have already decided to follow him."

"Then put away all that young lady temper you had at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

"This is not a place where you can be willful."

"Do not do anything to make Tang Yu unhappy."

"His temper is not as good as you imagine."

Zhu Zhuqing's tone was earnest, carrying a hint of severity.

She was someone who had been through it, knowing full well Tang Yu's methods and personality.

If Ning Rongrong still carried that spoiled nature of hers, she would suffer a great loss sooner or later.

Ning Rongrong was stunned by these stern words from Zhu Zhuqing.

Instinctively, she felt a bit of resentment in her heart.

But soon, her attention was drawn to the changes in Zhu Zhuqing.

Ning Rongrong observed the Zhu Zhuqing before her carefully.

She discovered that the other girl had undergone a complete transformation.

Back at Shrek, although Zhu Zhuqing was beautiful, she had always carried a sense of distance that kept others at bay.

Moreover, due to her arduous cultivation, she had always carried a trace of fatigue.