Ning Rongrong Begged to Sleep Together?

Ning Rongrong: "???"

Very soon.

Under her watchful gaze, Su Li's Soul Power successfully rose from level 17 to level 18.

"No, are you messing with me?!"

Ning Rongrong's little face flushed red. She gritted her teeth, suddenly feeling rather defeated.

Her cultivation speed was clearly not bad.

So why was she always one step behind him?

The girl puffed out her cheeks in discouragement and waved her hand helplessly. "Forget it, forget it. Support-type martial souls are slow to cultivate in the first place."

"I'll let you stay ahead for now. I'll definitely catch up someday."

Chen Xin walked over with a delighted expression and flicked Ning Rongrong on the forehead.

"Ow! Grandpa Sword!"

Thump~

"Ow! What are you doing?! Even you're bullying me?!"

Ning Rongrong glared with aggrieved, wide eyes, puffing up in anger as though she wanted to bite Su Li's finger off.

"You're still bragging? If you cultivated a little more every day, you wouldn't still only be level 16."

Chen Xin had wanted to agree with Su Li, but then he recalled that his own speed back then had been about the same as Rongrong's, despite her having a support-type martial soul. His old face reddened for a moment.

He had clearly worked extremely hard to break through back then.

Why was it that Rongrong did nothing but play all day?

Eating and sleeping, sleeping and eating.

She only cultivated occasionally, yet each session yielded what ordinary people would need days—or even over ten days—to achieve?

Fortunately, she was their little princess. If she were a disciple from another faction, they would need to be careful.

"Hmph! This young lady will cultivate diligently tonight!"

"Don't."

After Su Li spat out that one word, Ning Rongrong stomped her little foot and turned to leave. It looked like she was determined to come tonight.

Sigh.

His bed.

Every time she wanted to cultivate, she wrecked it.

It was bad enough that she never stayed still.

She always drooled stupidly too. He really did not know what kind of sweet dream made her so happy.

"Little Li, tomorrow is the Sect's annual assessment tournament. By rights, every disciple should participate."

"Rongrong has a support-type martial soul, so she doesn't have to."

"As for you... originally, I didn't plan to let you participate. You'd just be bullying them if you went up there."

"But Fengzhi said he wanted you to show off a little and inspire the Sect's disciples."

"Once it's done, whatever you want, we'll give it to you."

Su Li rubbed his chin, a glint flashing through his eyes.

Now that he had properly received a year of noble education, along with the hardworking and diligent image he usually maintained...

It would be more reasonable to ask for certain things now.

"Grandpa Sword, there really is something I want."

"Oh? What do you want? Let's hear it."

Su Li looked at him seriously and said, "Whale Rubber."

Chen Xin froze. His expression sank, and his face suddenly turned grave. "Little Li, you don't mean what I think you mean, do you?"

"That's right."

Whoosh.

Chen Xin suddenly pulled out a section of bamboo and slapped it against his palm, looking every bit the strict father.

The corner of Su Li's mouth twitched. He immediately realized that Chen Xin had gotten the wrong idea and hurriedly explained, "Grandpa Sword! Don't hit me!"

"It's not what you think. This stuff has other uses."

Chen Xin did not move. He still held that bamboo section, waving it in his hand.

"Fine. Explain."

Su Li sighed in relief and began explaining the uses of Whale Rubber.

"I happened to read in a tattered ancient book that in Vast Sea City, a Soul Master ate cooked Whale Rubber and discovered that his physical strength had increased..."

"So I was thinking."

"If Soul Masters consume this stuff, could it increase the age limit of the soul rings they can absorb?"

As soon as he finished speaking.

Chen Xin furrowed his brows. After thinking for a moment, he immediately asked eagerly, "Are you absolutely certain?"

"Mm! I think it's possible!"

"That Soul Master who happened to obtain ten-thousand-year Whale Rubber had a thousand-year second soul ring!"

Chen Xin pondered for a moment, then reached out and patted Su Li's head. His tone softened as he casually tossed the bamboo away.

"Good! If it's true, Little Li, you'll have rendered a tremendous service!"

"This is valuable intelligence capable of changing the Soul Master world!"

"Our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will be able to grow stronger because of it as well!"

Su Li glanced at the ten-year Solitary Bamboo on the ground, thinking that if he had not explained himself clearly, he would have received a lesson in love and discipline.

"Just take part in tomorrow's tournament. I'll discuss this with Fengzhi and Old Bone."

"When the time comes, I'll personally head to Vast Sea City and bring back some ten-thousand-year Whale Rubber."

With that said.

Chen Xin flew away on his sword.

Su Li wiped the sweat from his forehead, called someone over to tidy up the uneven ground, then returned to his room to cultivate.

Night.

Ning Rongrong brazenly kicked the door open and swaggered into Su Li's room. After kicking off her shoes, she flopped straight onto the bed.

"Hurry up. This young lady wants to cultivate. Get on the bed already."

Su Li's eyelids twitched wildly. Looking at the kicked-open door, he sighed softly and walked over to close it.

She used to be shy and timid.

Why had she become so thick-skinned now?

"Hurry up. Do you really want this young lady to beg you?"

Ning Rongrong urged him on, swinging her little feet and pouting as if she were complaining that he was too slow.

"Young Sect Mistress..."

"Call me Rongrong!"

"Oh." Su Li took off his shoes and sat on the bed, keeping his distance from her as he casually asked, "Why do you like cultivating with me?"

"Who—who likes it?! I just... just feel safer... when someone is beside me..."

Ning Rongrong turned her head away. Her voice stumbled, and it was obvious how guilty she felt.

"Aiya! Stop talking about that. This young lady is going to work hard! I'm going to become the strongest woman in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"

After saying that.

Ning Rongrong crossed her legs and entered a cultivation state.

Su Li stared at her face, which had lost some of its childishness compared to before, and wondered why her cultivation progressed so quickly when she usually only cultivated for one or two hours.

Could it be...

That the original story had been right?

Ning Rongrong was merely playful and did not like cultivating.

That was why her progress had been slow?

"I feel like I've been played by capitalism."

Su Li muttered quietly, shook his head, and stopped thinking about it.

It was a good thing that Ning Rongrong cultivated quickly. He would still need her enhancement skills in the future.

Otherwise, in a few years, he would already be a Soul Ancestor while this girl was still hovering around Soul Grandmaster, wouldn't she?

Two hours later.

Ning Rongrong felt sleepy again. She fell onto the bed and groggily looked at the boy sitting ramrod straight, unable to resist letting out a few soft hums as she found a comfortable sleeping position.

"Su Li, I'm sleepy."

"Let's sleep, okay?"

Ning Rongrong mumbled. When Su Li did not answer for a long while, she could not help opening her eyes to take a look.

Then, she was a little dumbfounded.

Su Li, who had been cultivating at the edge of the bed, had disappeared.

"No! Where did my huge child husband go?"

Snap!

The light went out.

The bedroom fell into darkness.

"Rongrong, sleep by yourself."

With that said.

The door closed.

Ning Rongrong puffed out her cheeks and tossed and turned irritably in bed.

She stretched her feet straight and viciously slammed her little pink fist into the pillow beside her.

"Stupid Su Li! Are you disgusted by me or something?!"

"Hmph! If you won't sleep now, this young lady won't let you later!"

Ning Rongrong hugged Su Li's pillow and fell asleep with a deeply furrowed brow.

That night.

She saw several women snatch Su Li away.

Yet she was powerless, only able to watch as they bullied him to their hearts' content.

"No... don't! Let him go!"