Ning Rongrong: I Really Wasn't Worried About You!

Ning Rongrong seemed to have talked herself into it, a contented expression appearing on her face.

Exactly.

As the young sect mistress of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, how could she possibly take the initiative to pursue someone?

She was only curious about that Su Li. She definitely did not like him!

Well... at least, that was how it was for now!

Bang!

An explosion sounded from the neighboring courtyard.

Ning Rongrong jumped in fright, her pupils contracting as she stared toward Su Li's residence in shock.

"W-What happened?"

"Why did the place that guy lives in explode?"

The girl swallowed, just about to step forward to take a look when she stopped where she was.

"Hmph! If I run over there like this, will that guy mistake it for me caring about him?"

"This young lady isn't going to check on him!"

Ten seconds later.

Ning Rongrong sighed, turned around, and immediately ran in that direction.

She even shouted as she ran.

"I... I'm not worried about him. I'm just going over to take a look."

"Yes! After all, he's a disciple of my sect. How can I just stand by and watch him die?"

Very soon.

Ning Rongrong wiped the sweat from her forehead.

She was so exhausted that she nearly dropped to her knees.

Perhaps she had not realized just how desperately she had run here moments ago.

"Su... Su Li! Are you alright?!"

"Hey! Are you dead?! If you're not dead, make a sound!"

When Ning Rongrong received no response, it felt as though something had seized her heart.

A heavy feeling settled in her chest, and her mood visibly worsened.

"N-No way. This is the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect. How could there possibly be an enemy attack?"

Ning Rongrong hurried into the courtyard. Seeing the ruined wall, she shouted at the top of her lungs, "Su Li! Su Li! You big jerk!"

"Waaah~"

Ning Rongrong immediately burst into tears, an inexplicable emotion welling up inside her.

They had only known each other for less than three months. Why was she so sad?

Creak~

The living room door opened.

Su Li stood there with a towel in hand, wiping his face.

Seeing the petite, adorable girl hugging her knees as she squatted in his courtyard and cried her heart out, several question marks could not help flashing across his mind.

What was going on?

He wasn't dead yet!

"Ahem... Young Sect Mistress, what's wrong?"

Ning Rongrong instantly stopped crying. She raised her head and blankly stared at the boy before her, who was wiping away sweat.

For a moment.

Surprise, joy, relief at finding something she had thought lost, shyness, embarrassment...

All kinds of emotions flooded into her heart at once, nearly making her faint.

He was fine.

After reaching that conclusion, Ning Rongrong's pretty face turned bright red.

She hurriedly wiped away her tears, planted her hands on her hips, and tried to recover the pride of a young lady.

"Stupid Su Li! I called you so many times just now. Why didn't you answer?!"

Ning Rongrong took heavy steps, walking up to him one step at a time as she fiercely glared into those peach blossom eyes.

She tried to force herself to maintain her usual image this way.

But.

As Su Li slightly tilted his head and looked at her in confusion.

The forcefulness in Ning Rongrong's eyes rapidly faded away like a receding tide.

The tips of her ears turned faintly pink, and her heart raced.

T-This guy.

He was rather good-looking.

It was just... just that he paid too little attention to hygiene. He had gotten all sweaty and did not even know to take a bath.

"Answer me! Did you do it on purpose?"

Su Li explained everything to her truthfully.

He said he had accidentally slashed apart the wall, then gone to wash his face. Who could have known she would come over and shout so loudly without any regard for her image?

Her snot was even running.

Ning Rongrong's pretty face reddened, and she could not help kicking him twice. "Jerk!"

"Swallow everything that happened today into your stomach!"

"If I find out later that this young lady's image has been damaged, I definitely won't let you off!"

Ning Rongrong hurriedly pulled out a handkerchief, turned around to wipe her nose, glared at him again, and ran away.

"How baffling."

Su Li muttered to himself, wondering why that girl seemed a little shy.

Maybe it was because her image had been damaged in his eyes.

At that.

Su Li merely spread his hands helplessly.

He really could not work up any interest in such a young girl.

Although girls became old after fourteen, he really was not that kind of person.

Not long after.

The three of them silently fell into thought as they looked at the booger-sized Su Li before them, then at the thoroughly wrecked wall and courtyard.

He had just awakened his martial soul, yet he already possessed such power?

Did it really have to be this absurd?

"You said... you can use sword qi now?"

Chen Xin sucked in a cold breath and looked at him in bewilderment.

Someone who had never even read a proper swordsmanship manual, did not know how to cultivate, and had not even absorbed his first soul ring.

Could actually unleash such terrifying sword qi?

Was this the legendary... genius who learned without a teacher?

Chen Xin was struck hard for a moment.

How long had it taken him to master sword qi back then?

A week?

Or half a month?

And yet.

This brat had only just gotten his hands on a few swords and could already achieve this?

Compared to him.

He himself seemed rather mediocre.

"Is it difficult?" Su Li frowned, looking at Chen Xin in incomprehension.

Sword Douluo: "..."

"I had to swing my sword a hundred times before I could comprehend it. It's not worth mentioning."

Su Li sighed softly, his tone utterly sincere.

Chen Xin's mouth twitched, and he could not help wanting to loosen the boy's muscles and bones for him.

"Mm... not bad. Back then, I was a little better than you. I only swung it ninety-one times."

"Although you're doing alright, remember not to become arrogant or impatient. You'll still need to work harder in the future."

After saying that.

Chen Xin smiled gently, reached out to lightly pat his head, then left without looking back.

His steps were hurried.

Who knew if he had some urgent matter to attend to.

Gu Rong gave Su Li a glance as though looking at a monster, then followed after him.

"Wonderful! Little Li, you've truly given me another great surprise!"

"With such talent and such diligence... it would be wonderful if Rongrong were even half as hardworking as you."

Ning Fengzhi sighed.

Then he flipped his hand and took out a bracelet.

"This is a storage soul tool. It has a full fifty cubic meters of space."

"There are also one hundred gold soul coins inside. Consider them your spending money."

"Remember to cultivate diligently. Don't disappoint me."

After saying that.

Ning Fengzhi also copied Chen Xin and rubbed Su Li's head. A Nike smile spread across his lips, and he nearly raised his chin to the sky.

Well then.

Today, this sect master would probably be looking at everyone through his nostrils.

Su Li fiddled with his hair and silently sighed. These adults really loved rubbing children's heads.

Once he grew up, he would grab anyone shorter than him and rub their heads too.

"A storage soul tool... this is a good thing. It can store items."

"And these one hundred gold soul coins could support an ordinary family for decades."

Su Li took out a bag of gold coins from the soul tool, weighed it in his hand, and sighed at the many benefits of joining a major power.

At the very least.

He would not have to worry about three meals a day.

There were dedicated servants to take care of those things for him.

This kind of life seemed pretty nice.

"Enough talk. Today's goal is to swing my sword a thousand times!"

Su Li put away the gold soul coins, summoned the Pure Jun Sword again, and continued burying himself in arduous cultivation.

Meanwhile.

The girl secretly spying on him from a distant hillside could not help muttering.

"He... he's rather handsome..."