Soul Power Level 20!

Time flew by like an arrow.

In the blink of an eye, three years had passed.

With the full support of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Jiang Xuan had broken through to level 20 Soul Power at the age of nine.

While this speed could not be considered exceptionally fast, compared to most children his age, it was definitely not slow.

Take Ning Rongrong, who was the same age as him. Her Soul Power had only just reached level 17.

The reason the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had fully supported Jiang Xuan over the past three years, providing him with exactly the same cultivation resources as Ning Rongrong,

was not only because he had once saved Ning Rongrong's life. More importantly, he had proven that his Eight Trigrams Furnace was not a useless Martial Soul incapable of battle.

Although his current Soul Power was insufficient to bring the Six-Ding Divine Flame generated within the Eight Trigrams Furnace outside to fight enemies, fortunately...

the Eight Trigrams Furnace was tough enough!

So tough that even Sword Douluo Chen Xin found it unbelievable.

Combined with his first soul skill, which could enlarge the Eight Trigrams Furnace, he could simply use the absurdly sturdy furnace to smash people in battle. If the enemy was too strong, he could also use it as a shield for defense.

It combined offense and defense, and excelled at both. Wasn't that clearly a top-tier Martial Soul?

Thus, over the past three years, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had practically raised him as their own son. Whatever resources Jiang Xuan needed, they provided without hesitation.

After all, what the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect lacked least was Gold Soul Coins.

At this moment, inside Jiang Xuan's room.

After closing the door and confirming that no one was nearby, he returned to sit on his bed and thought to himself:

Now that my Soul Power has reached level 20, the system panel that has been dormant in my sea of consciousness for three years can finally be used!

Let me see what hidden special functions this Eight Trigrams Furnace has!

With a thought, Jiang Xuan sank his consciousness into his sea of consciousness.

Then, his expression suddenly darkened.

[Special Function: Soul Power level 20 has been reached. The special function will officially unlock once the host successfully obtains the second Soul Ring.]

Forget it. He had already endured three years of hard cultivation. Now, all he needed was to obtain a Soul Ring...

Thinking this, Jiang Xuan quickly steadied himself and prepared to find Chen Xin so he could take him hunting for a Soul Ring.

As Jiang Xuan and Ning Rongrong had grown increasingly close over the past three years, Chen Xin had become more and more indulgent toward him. He probably would not have treated his own grandson any better.

However, just as he was about to leave to find Chen Xin, a set of footsteps he knew all too well sounded outside the door.

"Brother Jiang Xuan! Sword Grandpa said your Soul Power has broken through to level 20. Is that true?"

Without knocking, Ning Rongrong, now grown into a youthful young girl, pushed the door open and walked in on her beautiful long legs.

When she saw Jiang Xuan sitting on the bed, she immediately crossed her arms over her chest, puffed out her cheeks, and glared at him indignantly. The words "I'm unhappy" were practically written across her face.

"What's wrong? Who was blind enough to make the little princess of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect angry? Tell your brother, and I'll go vent your anger for you!"

Hearing Jiang Xuan's deliberately playful tone, Ning Rongrong immediately broke into a sweet laugh. But then she realized she was supposed to be angry, hurriedly wiped the smile from her face, and accused him:

"Brother Jiang Xuan! You're so annoying! You keep finding new ways to make me happy every day, and it's slowed down my cultivation! At first, our Soul Power was only one level apart, but in the blink of an eye, three years have passed, and now your Soul Power is already three levels higher than mine! Father was even scolding me just now for slacking off in my cultivation!"

The little girl was clearly being unreasonable, but Jiang Xuan was already more or less used to it.

"So, you want me to go before Uncle Ning and admit fault, taking the blame for you?"

Ning Rongrong nodded repeatedly. That was exactly what she meant.

In her eyes, as long as Brother Jiang Xuan helped her take the blame, Father would not lecture her again.

"I can do that, but do you really think I delayed your cultivation?"

This question made Ning Rongrong lower her head guiltily. She did not dare meet Jiang Xuan's eyes and replied in an extremely soft voice, "Yes."

Hearing her answer, Jiang Xuan immediately sneered.

"Fine. Then I'll go admit my mistake to Uncle Ning right now and promise him that I'll never make you happy again, never—"

Before he could finish, Ning Rongrong pounced on him, pressed Jiang Xuan down onto the bed, and covered his mouth with her delicate little hand to stop him from continuing.

"Brother Jiang Xuan! Can't you give in to me a little?"

Jiang Xuan casually slapped away the hand covering his mouth, then suddenly gave her a mischievous grin.

"Haven't I already been giving in to you?"

"Hm? How have you given in to me?"

"If I weren't giving in to you, then you'd be the one pinned beneath me right now, unable to move or resist!"

With that, Jiang Xuan suddenly sprang into action and subdued the unprepared Ning Rongrong, giving her a light slap that was neither too hard nor too soft.

"You little brat, the older you get, the more ungrateful you become! You actually dare make your brother take the blame for you. At this rate, you might even sell your brother outright someday! An elder brother is like a father. Looks like it's time to teach you a profound lesson!"

Although Jiang Xuan had pinned her down, leaving her unable to resist,

Ning Rongrong had no intention of struggling, nor did she seem afraid. Her exquisite face was merely slightly flushed as she giggled and asked in return:

"So, Brother Jiang Xuan, are you saying you don't want to be my brother and want to be my father instead?"

Damn, this little vixen!

She was really unbearable!

Jiang Xuan immediately took several deep breaths, trying to remain calm. They were both still too young. It was not yet time for those things...

"Alright, alright, stop messing around. I still need to ask Sword Grandpa to take me to the Star Dou Forest to hunt my second Soul Ring. If we're late, we'll have to wait until tomorrow."

Jiang Xuan found a proper excuse to leave, but Ning Rongrong became energized instead.

"The Star Dou Forest? Great! I've nearly been suffocated from cultivating inside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect these days. I can finally go out and get some fresh air!"

Seeing how adorable she looked, Jiang Xuan could not help teasing her.

"Hey! I don't remember agreeing to take you with me. What are you cheering for?"

"Huh?"

Ning Rongrong's delighted expression instantly fell. Then she wrapped her arms around Jiang Xuan's arm in a coquettish manner and looked at him pitifully.

"Brother Jiang Xuan... do you really have the heart to leave such a cute girl like me alone at home in lonely solitude?"

As she spoke, Ning Rongrong kept rubbing against him, making Jiang Xuan's heart itch. Even his Martial Soul seemed harder than usual. He had clearly not summoned the Six-Ding Divine Flame, yet his Martial Soul was rapidly heating up...

"Alright, alright, I'll take you. Go change your clothes. I'll find Sword Grandpa, and we'll set off in about a quarter of an hour."

The moment Jiang Xuan agreed, Ning Rongrong released him, jumped in place with a cheer, and, in a burst of excitement, directly gave Jiang Xuan's handsome cheek a kiss.