Ning Rongrong's Defense Breaks: "I'm Going to Marry a Sausage Seller?"

The events on the training grounds quickly spread throughout Notting Academy.

Tang San's First Spirit Skill was poisonous and could Entangle people.

But it leaked.

This news was spread all over the academy by Xiao Chenyu.

On the other side, deep within the heart of the Heaven Dou Empire, the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect had yet to receive the latest news from Notting Academy.

Inside the inner courtyard of the sect.

Ning Rongrong sat before her vanity, tapping her toes against the legs of her stool.

On the table lay several books on the basic cultivation insights for Support-type Spirit Masters, along with the key points for cultivating the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda, personally annotated by Ning Fengzhi.

She flipped through only two pages before pushing the books aside.

"Cultivation again, rules again."

"The Seven Treasures Glazed Sect is so big, can't they just let me go out and play for a few days?"

The maid beside her kept her head lowered, not daring to respond.

This little princess didn't have a bad temper, but when she grew willful, everyone in the sect found her a headache.

Ning Rongrong picked up a pastry and had just taken a bite when a diary with a gold-stamped cover suddenly appeared on her vanity.

Clatter.

The pastry fell back onto the plate.

Ning Rongrong stared at the diary for a moment, then reached out to poke the cover.

A line of text was written on the cover.

[Su Hang's Diary, Ning Rongrong Exclusive Edition]

Ning Rongrong stood up abruptly.

"Who put this here?"

The maid was also startled and hurriedly shook her head.

"Miss, it wasn't me."

Ning Rongrong circled the room; the windows were shut, and the door hadn't opened.

Yet, this diary was just sitting there on her table.

She gritted her teeth and reached out to flip to the first page.

[Douluo Calendar Year 2637, Night.]

[Today, Tang San's First Spirit Ring backfired; his Blue Silver Grass Entangle leaked, and Yu Xiaogang was still stubbornly lecturing on theory. The scene was quite entertaining.]

Ning Rongrong blinked.

Tang San?

Yu Xiaogang?

She had never heard of them.

She continued flipping, but the following pages suddenly mentioned her.

[However, among the goddesses of the Douluo Continent, the little princess of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, Ning Rongrong, is also quite interesting.]

[Spoiled to the heavens since childhood by Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and Bone Douluo, she is full of young mistress temper. It wasn't until she went to Shrek and received a thorough education from Flender that she slowly began to change.]

Ning Rongrong slammed the table on the spot.

"Nonsense!"

"Does this young lady need someone else to educate her?"

The maid was so frightened she took half a step back.

Ning Rongrong ignored her, her hand already flipping to the next page.

[What's even more absurd is that she will actually marry Oscar in the future.]

[A Food-type Spirit Master, whose Spirit is a sausage.]

[Hmph, the little princess of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, ending up married to a man who shouts incantations to sell sausages all day.]

Ning Rongrong froze for a beat, then slammed the diary onto the table.

"Su Hang, is it?"

"You're the one marrying a sausage seller!"

"Your whole family is marrying sausage sellers!"

After cursing, she picked the diary back up.

This Su Hang wrote in such an infuriating way.

She wanted to see just what else this person could make up.

However, upon flipping to the later pages, Ning Rongrong stopped making a fuss.

[The Seven Treasures Glazed Sect looks glorious, but in reality, it cannot escape the coming continental war.]

[Once the chess game between Spirit Hall, the Heaven Dou Empire, and the Star Luo Empire begins, none of the Upper Three Sects will be able to stay out of it.]

[No matter how well Ning Fengzhi calculates, he cannot protect everyone.]

[Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong are both towering guardians. Yet, when the great war breaks out, the words "protect the sect" are often written in blood.]

[Ning Rongrong was raised in indulgence, but she has also seen the sect bleed with her own eyes.]

[That is why she changed later on; it wasn't entirely because Shrek taught her well, but more because loss forced her to grow up.]

The room fell silent.

Ning Rongrong sat back down on her stool, her fingertips pressing against the edge of the paper.

No matter how willful she usually was, she knew what could be joked about and what could not.

Father.

Sword Grandpa.

Bone Grandpa.

These names weighed heavier on her than any rule.

Footsteps sounded outside the door.

Ning Fengzhi walked in, holding the sect's account books in his hand.

"Rongrong, who upset you again?"

Ning Rongrong immediately closed the diary and hugged it to her chest.

To anyone else, the diary appeared empty. After Ning Fengzhi entered the room, he only saw his daughter sitting at the table with an odd expression on her face.

"Papa."

Ning Rongrong looked up, feigning a natural demeanor.

"In the Heaven Dou Empire, is there a place called Notting Academy?"

Ning Fengzhi's footsteps faltered for a moment.

"A small academy in Notting City?"

"Why do you ask about that?"

Ning Rongrong kicked the leg of her stool.

"Just asking."

"Then, is there a person named Su Hang?"

Ning Fengzhi did not answer immediately.

He set down the account books and sat in a nearby chair.

Information had indeed been coming in from the Heaven Dou trade routes recently.

A new student had appeared at Notting Academy.

Six years old, one spirit ring.

His First Spirit Ring was purple.

He had even subdued Xiao Chenyu, the son of the city lord.

In ordinary spirit master circles, such news would mostly be dismissed as drunken boasting.

But the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect dealt in business, and their sources of information were diverse.

When the same event was reported through three different channels with similar details, it was worth investigating.

Ning Fengzhi looked at the empty space in his daughter's arms.

"Where did you hear that name?"

Ning Rongrong lifted her chin.

"I won't tell you."

Ning Fengzhi tapped the table lightly.

"Rongrong, this Su Hang is not simple."

"Papa knows too?"

Ning Rongrong almost lost her composure.

Ning Fengzhi nodded gently.

"A purple First Spirit Ring, with a suspected top-tier beast spirit."

"A place like Notting City cannot produce a child like that."

As soon as he finished speaking, two sets of footsteps approached from outside the door.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin entered the room first, his white robes immaculate, the long sword at his waist still sheathed.

Bone Douluo Gu Rong followed close behind, heading straight for Ning Rongrong the moment he stepped through the door.

"Little Princess, who bullied you?"

"Bone Grandpa will tear his front door off for you."

Ning Rongrong huffed.

"There's someone named Su Hang who said I'd marry a sausage seller in the future."

Gu Rong was stunned for a moment, then began to laugh so hard his shoulders shook.

"A sausage seller?"

"That kid has some nerve."

Chen Xin, however, did not laugh.

"Su Hang?"

Ning Fengzhi briefly recounted the information that had arrived via the Heaven Dou trade routes.

After listening, Chen Xin rested his fingers on his sword hilt.

"Observe him from the shadows."

"We must determine his origins before deciding whether to make contact."

Gu Rong waved a hand dismissively.

"Old Sword-man, your method is too slow."

"Since Rongrong has already asked about this name, she's unlikely to let it go."

Ning Rongrong immediately retorted.

"Who says I won't let it go?"

Gu Rong chuckled.

"You."

Ning Rongrong turned her head away, refusing to acknowledge him.

Ning Fengzhi rubbed his temples.

"Rongrong, you are not allowed to sneak off."

Ning Rongrong stood up at once.

"I wouldn't sneak off."

"I was just asking."

Chen Xin watched her for a moment.

"For the next few days, I will have someone keep a close watch on the inner courtyard."

Gu Rong slapped the table.

"The more you watch her, the more she'll want to run."

"It would be better if I just followed her."

Ning Fengzhi shook his head.

"No."

"Su Hang may have a Title Douluo behind him, or perhaps someone even stronger."

"If we rush over now, it will easily be misunderstood."

Listening from the side, Ning Rongrong felt her curiosity piqued even further.

A purple First Spirit Ring.

Daring to write about her future.

And knowing that the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect would be dragged into a great war.

Does this Su Hang truly have the ability, or is he just spouting nonsense to scare people?

That night.

The lights in the inner courtyard of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect gradually dimmed.

Ning Rongrong stuffed a few pieces of clothing into a small bundle, then added pastries, Gold Soul Coins, and a short dagger.

After a moment's thought, she tucked her Diary into the very bottom.

She left a note on the table.

[Dad, Sword Grandpa, Bone Grandpa, I'm going to Notting Academy to take a look, I'll be back soon. Don't send too many people, it's embarrassing.]

Satisfied with what she had written, she nodded and slipped out through the back door.

Outside the sect, a small carriage that had been prepared in advance waited under the trees.

The carriage driver was one of the guards she was most familiar with, having long since been bought off by her with Gold Soul Coins.

Ning Rongrong ducked into the carriage and lifted the curtain to glance back toward the sect.

No one had chased after her.

Only then did she pat her small bundle and hug the Diary to her chest.

"Su Hang, you had better actually have some talent."

"Otherwise, this young lady is going to tear your bed apart."