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"Wonderful! Someone, bring me the Emerald Sparrow that I had prepared in advance, the one that's around eleven hundred years old!"

Ning Fengzhi's voice trembled with barely contained excitement. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had long since prepared the most suitable Soul Beast for Ning Rongrong.

The servants acknowledged the order and quickly returned to Glazed Hall carrying an exquisite birdcage.

Inside the cage was a palm-sized bird, its entire body emerald green. Its feathers were as crystal-clear as the finest jade, reflecting a captivating sheen beneath the lights of Glazed Hall.

A dark-green crystal grew atop its head, the distinctive mark of a Gemstone Soul Beast. This Emerald Sparrow had clearly been drugged. It lay half-dead in the cage, and only the occasional movement of its eyes proved that it was still alive.

Gemstone Soul Beasts were the most suitable Soul Beasts for the Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda. Absorbing Soul Rings produced by such creatures made the process far more stable.

Although this Emerald Sparrow had only cultivated for around eleven hundred years, as a Gemstone Soul Beast, it was even rarer than some ordinary Soul Beasts with over three thousand years of cultivation.

Ning Rongrong looked at the Emerald Sparrow in the cage, took a deep breath, and drew an exquisite dagger from her waist.

Though she was not yet nine, she was the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. She had witnessed all kinds of scenes since childhood, and this was not her first time personally hunting a Soul Beast.

The dagger pierced the Emerald Sparrow's heart. The little green bird let out a brief cry of misery, convulsed a few times, and then stopped moving.

A pale-purple Soul Ring slowly rose from its corpse. Ning Rongrong put away her dagger, sat cross-legged,