Changes, Ning Rongrong Arrives at Heaven Dou Royal Academy

The next morning.

Heaven Dou Royal Academy's Education Committee.

The three committee members had just brewed their first pot of tea for the day and had not even taken a sip when someone knocked on the door.

Chief Meng Shenji frowned slightly.

Who would come to the committee so early in the morning?

Deputy Chief Bai Baoshan set down his teapot and straightened his robes.

Third Seat Zhilin swiftly put away the unfinished breakfast on the table.

The door opened.

Two people entered.

The man in front wore a moon-white robe.

His features were gentle, his bearing refined, and a faint, almost imperceptible smile rested on his lips.

Behind him followed a white-clad swordsman, surrounded by an air of sharpness so intimidating that no one dared meet his gaze directly.

The teacup in Meng Shenji's hand nearly fell to the floor.

Bai Baoshan abruptly rose to his feet, the chair legs scraping against the floor with a piercing screech.

Zhilin's reaction was the most straightforward.

He rose directly and cupped his hands in greeting, moving as quickly as though he had practiced it countless times.

"Sect Master Ning! Sword Douluo!"

All three committee members were screaming internally: Why had these two big shots suddenly come here?

There had been no word of an Upper Three Sects visit scheduled for today!

Ning Fengzhi smiled faintly, his expression as warm as that of an old friend dropping by for a visit.

"There is no need for such formality, gentlemen."

"I have come unannounced today because there is something I wish to discuss with you."

Meng Shenji steadied himself and swiftly returned to the professional demeanor of the committee's chief.

"Please speak, Sect Master Ning."

"Whatever concerns the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Heaven Dou Royal Academy will certainly cooperate with all our strength."

Ning Fengzhi said, "I wish for my daughter, Rongrong, to enroll in Heaven Dou Royal Academy."

The three committee members froze at once.

Their eyes widened simultaneously.

Ning Rongrong!

The daughter of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's sect master!

The owner of the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda, the continent's number one support-type Martial Soul!

If someone like her joined Heaven Dou Royal Academy, the benefits would be enormous!

Meng Shenji made the decision on the spot, his tone decisive, as though afraid Ning Fengzhi might change his mind.

"Rest assured, Sect Master Ning. We can settle your daughter's enrollment today!"

"The finest treatment, a private dormitory, exclusive cultivation resources—I will have everything arranged immediately!"

At the training ground.

Qin Ming gathered the Imperial Fighting Team once again.

Yu Feng, Osler, the Shi Mo brothers, and Ye Lingling were all present.

Dugu Yan and Ye Qing stood at the edge of the group.

The distance between them was close enough to make single people want to protest.

But everyone noticed an empty spot. Yu Tianheng had not come.

Yu Feng muttered softly, "Is the captain still not over it?"

Osler spat out three words without expression. "His self-esteem."

The Shi Mo brothers nodded in unison, then sighed in unison.

Ye Qing glanced at the empty spot. He was somewhat surprised, but even more speechless.

He lost once and didn't even come to training? His mental fortitude is way too pathetic.

In my previous life, I could lose ten ranked matches in a row without changing expression before queuing up again. He lost once and already shut himself away?

Just as Ye Qing was about to complain to Dugu Yan, he suddenly felt someone's gaze land on him.

He turned to look.

At the entrance to the training ground, a pink-haired girl was walking toward them.

Her short pink hair fell neatly to her shoulders, the ends curling slightly inward and making her delicate little face appear even more dainty and adorable.

Her pale yellow dress swayed gently with her steps, and a mischievous smile lingered at the corner of her lips.

Her beautiful eyes were fixed without blinking in Ye Qing and Dugu Yan's direction.

Yu Feng reacted faster than anyone, letting out a loud wolf whistle.

"What a cute girl!"

Ye Lingling frowned slightly and said softly, "Yu Feng, mind your image."

Osler shifted half a step to the side without expression.

With his actions, he clearly drew a line between himself and that hopeless fool.

The Shi Mo brothers turned to look in unison, then turned back in unison before speaking in unison. "She can't be here for us."

Then they sighed in unison again.

Ning Rongrong walked straight over to Qin Ming, stood on tiptoe, and whispered a few words into his ear.

Qin Ming bent down slightly to listen, nodded, then looked solemnly at everyone.

"Today, a new member is joining the Imperial Fighting Team."

Yu Feng's mouth formed an O. "Another one?"

He looked at Ye Qing, then at Ning Rongrong.

His expression seemed to say, "Are geniuses being sold wholesale these days?"

Osler said in a deep voice, "One came yesterday, and another came today. We might as well rename the Imperial Fighting Team the Recruit Camp."

Dugu Yan frowned slightly, instinctively tightening her hold on Ye Qing's arm.

She lowered her voice, her lips almost brushing Ye Qing's ear.

"Ye Qing, has she been staring at us this whole time?"

"Do you know her?"

Before Ye Qing could answer, Ning Rongrong had already walked over with a smile.

She placed both hands behind her back, leaned forward slightly, and looked up at Ye Qing and Dugu Yan.

A mischievous glint flashed through her beautiful eyes.

"Hello, my name is Ning Rongrong."

Her voice was clear and pleasant. "I'm ten years old, a level twenty-one support-type Soul Grandmaster, and my Martial Soul is—"

She deliberately drew out the last word and raised her right hand.

A seven-story pagoda, like multicolored glazed crystal, slowly emerged in her palm.

The seven-tiered pagoda shimmered brilliantly all over, every level radiating soft yet noble seven-colored light.

Everyone on the Imperial Fighting Team gasped sharply.

Yu Feng's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

A crack finally appeared in Osler's perpetually expressionless face.

The Shi Mo brothers opened their mouths wide, perfectly synchronized.

Ye Lingling's eyes widened slightly.

"The Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda!"

Yu Feng's voice cracked. "The continent's number one support-type Martial Soul!"

Osler recovered from his shock and lowered his voice as he spoke to the people beside him. "Ning Rongrong... her surname is Ning, and she has the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda... Could she be—"

He did not finish, but everyone understood what he meant.

The daughter of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's sect master!

Under everyone's stunned gazes, Ning Rongrong smiled and bowed to Ye Qing and Dugu Yan.

"Big Brother Ye Qing, Sister Yanzi, thank you for saving me the night before last!"

Her voice was crisp and sincere.

The training ground fell silent for several seconds.

Yu Feng turned his neck toward Ye Qing one notch at a time, like a rusty bearing.

Osler remained expressionless, but the fingers gripping his arm unconsciously tightened.

The Shi Mo brothers blinked in unison.

Yu Feng blurted out in astonishment, "You saved the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's young lady?"

"Boss Ye, when did you do something this huge behind our backs?"

Dugu Yan's gaze rested on Ning Rongrong's face for two seconds before she turned to Ye Qing, amusement flashing through her emerald eyes.

"So it really was the little girl from that night."

"You changed your hairstyle, and I almost didn't recognize you."

Ning Rongrong straightened up and corrected her with a smile, "Sister Yanzi, I'm not a little girl. I'm already ten!"

The corner of Ye Qing's mouth twitched.

This girl was a little too familiar with strangers.

Of course, he was the most shocked of all.

He naturally knew exactly who Ning Rongrong was.

She was one of the Shrek Seven Devils, the protagonist group of Douluo Continent.

Ning Rongrong had actually come to Heaven Dou Royal Academy!

All because he had casually taken out three thugs that night?

"Ahem."

Ye Qing came back to himself and put on a textbook social smile.

"Miss Ning, you are too polite. What happened that night was merely a small effort."

"But you should be more careful in the future. Walking alone through that kind of alley so late at night is dangerous."

Ning Rongrong blinked, a mischievous gleam flashing through her beautiful eyes.

"Big Brother Ye Qing is right to lecture me."

"But I had guards with me that night. They simply had not gotten a chance to act before you stole the spotlight."

She paused, her tone taking on a hint of coquettishness.

"So Father said that since Big Brother Ye Qing is so formidable, I should come to Heaven Dou Royal Academy and learn from you."

When Dugu Yan heard the words "Big Brother Ye Qing," one of her brows lifted almost imperceptibly.

She said nothing, but her grip on Ye Qing's arm quietly tightened.

Ye Qing keenly sensed the change in pressure on his arm, and alarm bells began ringing in his heart.

He knew Yanzi far too well.

When this girl got jealous, she would not make a scene, but she would use all sorts of little actions to declare her claim.

For instance, the force with which she was holding his arm right now was no longer an embrace—it was a clamp.

Yu Feng finally recovered from his shock. He grabbed Osler's arm, his voice trembling.

"Old Osler, pinch me. I think I'm still dreaming."

"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's young lady joined our Imperial Fighting Team?"

Osler expressionlessly reached out and twisted Yu Feng's waist.

Yu Feng yelped in pain, then looked even more dazed.

"I'm not awake... I'm really not awake..."

"You are awake," Osler said calmly.

The Shi Mo brothers turned to look at each other in unison.

"In future team battles, we'll stand at the front, while behind us there'll be a Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda and a Nine-Heart Begonia. Wouldn't the other side just surrender the moment they saw that lineup?"

Ye Lingling stood at the edge of the group, her blue eyes quietly resting on Ning Rongrong.

The Nine-Heart Begonia and the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda—the continent's two greatest support-type Martial Souls were actually on the same team.