My Seven Treasures, Her Nine Treasures?

The next morning, sunlight spilled through the gap in the curtains and into the room, casting a golden patch of light on the carpet.

Ning Rongrong opened her eyes and froze for a moment before remembering that she was no longer in the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

She turned over and sat up, stretching lazily. The warmth brought by last night's surge of vital energy was still flowing through her body, leaving her indescribably comfortable from head to toe.

She lowered her head to look at her hands, then clenched her fists, feeling a little stronger than she had yesterday.

"That black steamed bun... was way too effective, wasn't it?"

Ning Rongrong muttered, put on her slippers, and walked to the washroom.

Hot water rushed out. She washed up briefly, dried her face, and took the specially made school uniform out of her bracelet.

The uniform was white, the fabric soft and smooth. It felt like some kind of high-grade silk, yet was much sturdier than silk, with silver trim along the collar and cuffs.

Ning Rongrong put on the uniform and looked at herself in the mirror.

It fit very well.

She had thought this kind of batch-issued school uniform would be oversized and baggy, but she had not expected the size to be just right, as if it had been tailor-made.

The white fabric made her skin look even fairer, and the waist was drawn in just enough to outline the curves a young girl should have.

"Not bad at all."

Ning Rongrong nodded in satisfaction, then looked at her face in the mirror again. Her complexion was much better than yesterday.

She took a deep breath, pushed open the door, and left the dormitory.

The teaching building was not far from the girls' dormitory. It was a two-story building with pale gray outer walls, simple and elegant.

Ning Rongrong found the large classroom and pushed the door open.

Quite a few people were already seated inside.

Ning Rongrong swept her gaze around and was secretly shocked.

This classroom was large, able to hold nearly forty people.

The desks and chairs were arranged neatly. Ning Rongrong discovered that the people in the classroom were not limited to the twelve from yesterday, including herself. There were also several unfamiliar faces.

They were all sitting in their seats, wearing the same uniform as her. Just then, Ning Rongrong's gaze fell on a familiar figure. Wasn't that Wu Siduo?

Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up, and she quickly walked over to greet Wu Siduo.

"Good morning."

Ning Rongrong's tone was bright, and there was a smile in her eyes. After all, no matter how one put it, she had come to a pretty good academy, so of course she was in a good mood.

Wu Siduo raised her head and glanced at her, giving a slight nod in response.

Ning Rongrong did not mind her cold attitude at all. She naturally sat down in the seat beside Wu Siduo and looked around.

Zhu Zhuqing was also not far away, sitting by the window.

Her expression was still that same cool, indifferent look, as though she had no interest in anything around her.

Ning Rongrong looked at the other people who had passed the assessment with them yesterday. The ponytailed girl was sitting in the back row, quietly saying something to the person beside her, while the others were also speaking softly among themselves.

Then her gaze once again landed on those unfamiliar faces.

Ning Rongrong lowered her voice and leaned closer.

"Didn't this academy only start recruiting yesterday? Why are there other people here? Are they new too?"

Wu Siduo did not even raise her head, her tone calm.

"Besides recruiting from outside, the academy also has people internally."

Ning Rongrong froze.

The words "people internally" carried quite a lot of information.

She thought for a moment, then asked tentatively, "Then you... are one of the internal people?"

Wu Siduo nodded.

"Mm."

Ning Rongrong suddenly understood. No wonder Wu Siduo was so familiar with everything about the academy. She had originally been a student of this academy, not a freshman who had only passed the entrance exam yesterday.

"So that's how it is..."

Ning Rongrong nodded and did not ask further.

She looked around and found that with those unfamiliar faces added to the twelve people who had passed the assessment yesterday, there were exactly twenty people in the classroom.

Just then, the front door of the classroom was pushed open.

A slender figure walked in, his long lake-blue hair drifting gently in the morning light. His entire person looked exceptionally cold. It was Wu Zhangkong.

The classroom instantly fell silent. Everyone raised their heads and looked at the man who had walked in.

Wu Zhangkong walked behind the podium and placed the thin booklet in his hand on the desk.

"I am your homeroom teacher, Wu Zhangkong."

"Starting today, you will train at Shrek Academy. My requirements are very strict, and you must accept them."

The way he said it made everyone shiver despite themselves. Wu Zhangkong did not look like someone to be trifled with. Of course, some people were quite excited too. After all, Wu Zhangkong was a seven-ring Soul Sage; most people might never get the chance in their lives to come into contact with a soul master of such a high level.

Now that they had a Soul Sage as their teacher, they could not ask for more.

Wu Zhangkong swept his gaze around the room and nodded slightly, then opened the booklet.

"On the first day of school, we'll start by getting familiar with each other. When I call your name, introduce yourself."

After hearing this, everyone hurriedly nodded.

The first to be called was the ponytailed girl. Her name was Luo Ziyan, and her martial soul was Wind Bird. Her soul power rank was seventeen. Then came the others. Their soul power ranks varied, but most were between rank fourteen and rank eighteen.

Ning Rongrong noticed that the people Wu Zhangkong called seemed to be the twelve of them who had enrolled, and soon it was her turn.

"My name is Ning Rongrong. My martial soul is the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda. I am a rank twenty-six auxiliary system tool soul master."

When Ning Rongrong introduced herself, there was a trace of confidence in her voice. After all, the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda was the number one auxiliary system martial soul on Douluo Continent.

Sure enough, after she introduced herself, Ning Rongrong noticed that many people were looking at her with admiration, especially since her soul power rank was also very high.

Next was Zhu Zhuqing.

"Zhu Zhuqing. Martial soul, Nether Civet. Rank twenty-seven agility attack system soul master."

Ning Rongrong was not surprised by that. After all, she had known when they enrolled that among the people who entered at the time, only Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Zhu Zhuqing had soul power ranks higher than hers.

The next person whose soul power rank would be higher than hers should be Wu Siduo, right?

Although Wu Siduo had never displayed her strength in front of her, Ning Rongrong subconsciously judged from the aura around Wu Siduo that she was definitely not simple.

As the little princess of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Rongrong did have some ability to read people.

"Ye Zhi."

Just then, Wu Zhangkong's voice rang out. Ning Rongrong instinctively turned her head and looked at the person standing up.

It was a girl with delicate, mature features, a tall figure, and beautiful long hair. She looked very steady overall.

Ye Zhi stood up, faced the whole class, and smiled slightly.

"My name is Ye Zhi. My martial soul is the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda. I am a rank forty-five auxiliary system tool soul master."

Ning Rongrong froze in her seat, still in the same posture as before, completely motionless.

Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda? What did she just say? Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda?