Ning Fengzhi's Shock / He Had Never Seen Anyone So Despicable and Disgusting!

Lin Fan couldn't help marveling inwardly. Even as narcissistic as he was, he had to admit the middle-aged man was impressive!

"Dad!"

Ning Rongrong's startled cry beside him pulled Lin Fan from his thoughts. Then he felt his left hand go empty. Ning Rongrong had already dashed out and thrown herself into the middle-aged man's arms.

"He... He's the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and my future father-in-law, Ning Fengzhi!"

Lin Fan quickly figured it out, and his expression immediately darkened!

"Hee-hee, this is going to be good!"

Seeing Lin Fan's awkward expression, Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing covered their mouths and giggled, looking like they thought he deserved it!

"These two little troublemakers are asking for it again. Just wait—I'll give you both a good talking-to tonight!"

Lin Fan glared at the two girls.

"Rongrong, didn't I tell you to go register at Shrek Academy? Why are you here?!"

Ning Fengzhi frowned and asked, resting his hands on Ning Rongrong's shoulders.

"Hmph, how dare you even ask? That Shrek Academy is complete garbage. The teachers are trash, and the students are lecherous and vile. I'm lucky I didn't go!"

Ning Rongrong snorted, then reached up and pinched Ning Fengzhi's nose as she spoke!

"Sure is a little princess!"

Lin Fan couldn't help remarking. That shameless, disrespectful attitude had to be the result of being spoiled rotten from childhood. And the rumors said Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo spoiled Ning Rongrong even more!

No wonder she'd been so overbearing when they first met. But heh, now that she'd run into him, Lin Fan would make sure she became meek and obedient!

Chapter 42: Ning Fengzhi's Shock

"Rongrong, the weakest teacher at Shrek Academy is a Level 60 Soul Emperor. No other academy can compare. As for the students, none of them have weaker talent or Soul Power Levels than you."

Ning Fengzhi spoke, clearly thinking Ning Rongrong was lying.

"So what if they're Level 60? Even a Level 70 Soul Saint got beaten flat by Lin Fan without any effort! I'll make much more progress training with Big Brother Lin Fan!"

Ning Rongrong held on to Ning Fengzhi's hand. When she said the words "Big Brother Lin Fan," her cheeks turned faintly red.

"Oh?!"

Although he didn't believe Ning Rongrong at all, Ning Fengzhi still looked Lin Fan up and down.

"Little Brother Lin Fan, is what Rongrong said true?"

Ning Fengzhi asked.

"It's true. A couple of days ago in the Star Dou Forest, I defeated Zhao Wuji, the Immovable Wisdom King."

Lin Fan spoke slowly, as if he were recounting some ordinary little thing.

"Heh, a young man who could lie without even blushing. No wonder you managed to trick two such beautiful girls into your clutches. Even Rongrong nearly—"

"Ladies, you should leave this fellow as soon as possible!"

"Rongrong, come with me!"

Ning Fengzhi gave Lin Fan a disdainful glance, then took Ning Rongrong's hand and started walking away!

"Dad, what are you doing?! Big Brother Lin Fan is telling the truth. I'm not going back!"

Ning Rongrong struggled desperately to break free, but Ning Fengzhi's hand gripped her like an iron shackle!

Boom!

Just then, Ning Fengzhi suddenly stopped. He felt an incredibly terrifying wave of Soul Power erupt behind him, and immediately spun around!

"This... How is this possible?!"

Ning Fengzhi's pupils shrank to pinpricks, and his mouth gaped wide enough to swallow an egg. His heart, usually as calm as still water, began pounding wildly!

"Dad, do you believe me now?"

Seeing Ning Fengzhi's shocked expression, Ning Rongrong covered her mouth and giggled. It was the first time she'd ever seen her father lose his composure like this!

And who could blame Ning Fengzhi? Anyone would be dumbstruck by a twelve-year-old Soul Emperor, especially with that terrifying Soul Ring Configuration!

"If you're a Level 60 Soul Emperor, why did you register as Level 29 at the Soul Fighting Arena?"

After a long while, Ning Fengzhi finally let out a breath and asked the question on his mind!

The Soto Grand Arena would never tamper with a contestant's Soul Power. Its reputation was at stake, and if anyone discovered such a thing, its century-old good name would vanish!

And Ning Fengzhi had been inside the arena at the time. He'd heard the host announce Lin Fan's Soul Power with his own ears!

"I won't hide it from you, Uncle Ning. I have a way to conceal my aura and Soul Rings."

Lin Fan replied.

"Oh? You can conceal your aura and even change the color of your Soul Rings? I've never heard of anything like that!"

"Even if what you say is true, how can I know that the Soul Rings and Soul Power you just showed us weren't faked?"

Ning Fengzhi's questions left Lin Fan at a loss for words. He couldn't exactly tell him he had a system, could he?

Besides, this future father-in-law of his not only opposed him being with Ning Rongrong, but was also urging Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing to leave him!

If it weren't for Ning Rongrong, Lin Fan would've already gone up and slapped Ning Fengzhi twice!

"Then how would you like me to prove it, Uncle Ning?"

Lin Fan shrugged.

"Simple. The Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament starts in another month. If you can compete and win the championship, I'll consider your relationship with Rongrong!"

"And during that time, I won't let Rongrong stay by your side anymore!"

"Dad!"

Before Lin Fan could say anything, Ning Rongrong's expression changed, and she hurriedly cried out!

"If you won't let me stay by Big Brother Lin Fan's side, I'll stop eating and drinking until I starve to death!"

"You!"

Ning Fengzhi was so angry he nearly jumped. He couldn't believe the daughter he'd raised for more than a decade was already talking back to him for some stranger after knowing him for barely a month!

But although he was furious, Ning Fengzhi never brought down the hand he'd raised. In the end, he could only sigh helplessly. "A daughter grows up and slips through your fingers..."

"Dad, everything Big Brother Lin Fan says is true. He also promised to raise my Soul Power by five levels in half a year. If he can't do it, I'll leave him on my own!"

"And... and Grandpa Sword placed a restriction on me. Even if Big Brother Lin Fan wanted to do anything... he couldn't..."

Ning Rongrong had to be commended for using both the carrot and the stick. After she finished speaking, Ning Fengzhi's expression did indeed soften.

Seeing this, Lin Fan hurried to strike while the iron was hot. "I promise, Uncle Ning. Rongrong will never be in any danger with me. Even if I die, I'll never let her suffer the slightest injury."

Lin Fan spoke with utter resolve.

"Fine. I'll trust you this once. Raise Rongrong's Soul Power by five levels within half a year, and win the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament. If you fail at either of those things, I won't agree to let Rongrong keep following you."

After saying that, Ning Fengzhi let out a weary sigh.

"Also, I'd like to make a deal with you. I'm very interested in the weapons you used in the arena just now. If you have enough to spare, you can consider selling them to me. Name your price."

Ning Fengzhi abruptly changed the subject.

Earlier, in the Soul Fighting Arena, all of Lin Fan's guns and grenades had dealt Ning Fengzhi a tremendous shock!

Most disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect were support-type Soul Masters with very limited combat ability. But if they were equipped with those powerful weapons, their overall strength would increase tremendously!

"Uncle Ning, I have a hundred AK47s, a hundred Thompsons, a hundred M51s, fifty Gatlings, and a hundred grenades!"

As Lin Fan spoke, he redeemed the weapons from the System Mall, then stored them in a Storage Soul Tool with a thought and handed it to Ning Fengzhi!

After taking it, Ning Fengzhi sent his consciousness inside to inspect the contents. Delight he could barely hide appeared on his face!

These weapons were far too important to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!

"Name your price. I'll take all of them."

Ning Fengzhi tried to suppress his joy and keep his tone even.

"No need. Rongrong won five million Gold Soul Coins from the bets at the Soto Grand Arena earlier, and I have all of them. That's more than enough to pay for these."

Lin Fan sounded calm, but his heart was bleeding!

These things had cost him a full fifty thousand Villain Points! That was far more precious than five million Gold Soul Coins!

If he hadn't thoroughly fleeced Tang San in the Star Dou Forest earlier, he wouldn't have been able to afford them!

Still, though it hurt, Lin Fan thought it was completely worth it. He already considered Ning Rongrong his own woman, so helping the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was only natural!

"Very well. Remember what I said. The two of you had better take care of yourselves."

After saying that, Ning Fengzhi let out a helpless sigh.

Chapter 43: He Had Never Seen Anyone So Despicable and Disgusting!

After putting the goods away, Ning Fengzhi gave Lin Fan a long look. Then, with a mix of helplessness and affection, he stroked Ning Rongrong's head before turning to leave.

"Don't worry, Dad. I'll work hard at my cultivation, and I'll come visit you often!"

Ning Rongrong waved as she called after him.

"Big Brother Lin Fan, we won so much money today. We should go on a proper spending spree!"

Ning Rongrong looked excited. These past few days with Lin Fan, she'd been terribly nervous, afraid that someone from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would come looking for her!

Now, the weight had finally fallen from her shoulders. At last, she could relax completely and stay with Lin Fan.

"Sure!"

Lin Fan naturally wouldn't refuse. He took the three girls strolling through bustling Suotuo City, buying anything they took a fancy to or liked with a wave of his hand, without even blinking!

When night fell, they headed to Wanxiang Restaurant, one of Suotuo City's best-known restaurants!

This was the sort of place only the upper crust could afford. One meal could cost several hundred Gold Soul Coins, but that was pocket change to Lin Fan now.

The moment the group entered the restaurant, several pairs of eyes fixed on them!

Of course, those people weren't looking at Lin Fan. They were looking at the three girls behind him!

"Sigh, boss, get us a private room!"

Lin Fan felt rather helpless. Having beautiful wives was great, but having everyone eye them every day was a real pain!

Inside the private room, dish after steaming dish was brought to the table. Their rich, fragrant aroma made mouths water!

"Rongrong, I ordered you this Southern Border Millennium Papaya Porridge specially. It'll help you develop!"

As he spoke, Lin Fan picked up a spoon and fed Ning Rongrong.

"Ah... What is this? It's so bitter!"

Ning Rongrong took one bite and spat it right out, her little face scrunching up with bitterness.

"Rongrong, be good. You're at the age where you're still growing. If you don't build yourself up now, you'll regret it later!"

Lin Fan patiently lectured her!

If he had to describe the three girls' figures in a few words, Xiao Wu was just right, Zhu Zhuqing was bursting at the seams, and Ning Rongrong was flat as a board!

If Zhu Zhuqing was *** then Xiao Wu was ****, while the young girl was ******

Without looking at their faces, it'd be hard to tell which way was front and back. The title "Flat-Chested Princess" suited her better than anything!

"F-fine..."

Ning Rongrong glanced at Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing, her little face full of envy. Then, swallowing her bitterness, she picked up the bowl and drank down the papaya porridge!

"That's more like it, Rongrong!"

Lin Fan smiled with satisfaction. A wife he'd raised himself gave him a greater sense of accomplishment!

After they'd eaten their fill, Lin Fan led the three girls toward the Rose Hotel.

"Big Brother Lin Fan, taking the main road would get us back much faster. Why are we going down this deserted little alley?!"

Along the way, Ning Rongrong asked, puzzled.

"Heh-heh, you'll find out soon enough!"

Lin Fan lowered his voice, a sly, sinister smile spreading across his face.