They're Fighting! Qingling, Don't Worry! I Really Want to Give Tang San an Offspring Severing Leg!

(The previous chapter was inexplicably blocked. I removed part of it before it was released, so the transition might be a little rough. I hope you readers will understand!)

"Light Goddess Butterfly?"

"Good, good, good!" Ning Rongrong clapped and cheered, her face full of smiles. "The three of us really are in sync. The snowmen we made are all our own Martial Souls."

The three girls immediately stepped aside, no longer blocking the snowmen behind them.

The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, the Soft Bone Rabbit...

And the grand finale—the Light Goddess Butterfly.

Chen Qingling had carefully sculpted it, every part filled with countless details, its wing patterns clear and distinct.

It looked just like a living Light Goddess Butterfly.

"So beautiful..." Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu were completely captivated.

Even as a snowman—no, a snow sculpture—it was just as beautiful and breathtaking as the Light Goddess Butterfly itself.

"Sister Qingling, you're really skilled," Xiao Wu praised, giving Chen Qingling a thumbs-up.

Chen Qingling practically floated from the compliment. "Hehehe, of course! I learned all these skills from my father."

Ning Rongrong blinked. "Your father really can do anything. Unlike my father, who's busy with this and that all day and has no time to spend with me."

Xiao Wu opened her mouth, genuinely envious of the two girls who had fathers.

Having a good father was so nice. Unlike hers, who was nothing but a heartless scumbag!

"By the way, Rongrong, when are you planning to get your Soul Ring?"

"A Soul Ring..." Ning Rongrong fell into brief thought. They had all been busy these past few days and hadn't properly rested.

Today was the only day they had spent playing around with Qingling and Xiao Wu.

"I'm not in a hurry to get one. I was busy yesterday and the day before, so I don't want to rush it."

"At my age, I'm probably the only one with this Soul Power Level."

Ning Rongrong wasn't being arrogant. Chen Qingling deserved the greatest credit for how quickly her Soul Power Level had risen!

Without her Aromatic Silk Beauty, she could never have achieved what she had now, much less undergone Martial Soul Evolution.

Qingling was kind and expected nothing in return, but Rongrong couldn't simply give nothing back. She just had no way to repay her.

All she could do was treat Qingling as well as she could and help her whenever possible.

Council Hall.

Ning Fengzhi returned to the seat of honor, still looking stunned as he sighed.

"Qingling's father truly possesses abilities beyond anything I've ever heard of or seen. Today has really been an eye-opener."

Chen Xin and Gu Rong nodded in agreement, their eyes full of admiration and longing. "Yes, her father is far too powerful. He can even reconcile two mutually opposing Ultimate Attributes and ensure Qingling remains unharmed."

"I truly want to meet Qingling's father and test my strength against him," Chen Xin said solemnly. He desperately wanted to battle the reclusive expert Chen Shenge.

Perhaps he would lose quickly, but that was fine. Chen Xin wasn't afraid at all.

Only by fighting powerful opponents could he find room to advance further.

Gu Rong curled his lip and planted his hands on his hips. "Hehehe, you cheap-boned bastard, beat me flat first. Otherwise, you might not even last one exchange against Qingling's father."

"Hah, beating you flat isn't easy?"

"Don't get too full of yourself, you cheap-boned bastard. Dare to fight me outside?"

"Who's afraid of whom?"

Watching the two go from bickering to fighting, Ning Fengzhi's head began to ache.

Honestly, no matter what it was, it could stir up their fighting spirit.

Fortunately, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had a vast foundation and could withstand the two Titled Douluo wreaking havoc.

"Sword Uncle, Bone Uncle..." Ning Fengzhi had just begun to speak when both men glanced at him.

"Fengzhi, why don't you support me and that cheap-boned bastard? Let's see who comes out on top."

Ning Fengzhi gave a bitter smile. "Wouldn't that be inappropriate...?"

As the sect master, he often had no choice in many matters. The things he wanted to do were difficult to do.

"Forget it. Cheap-boned bastard, let's fight outside so we don't damage the Council Hall."

"Exactly what I was thinking!"

Chen Xin and Gu Rong shot into the sky, arriving above the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Fighting in the air would prevent them from harming the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect below.

"Rongrong, what are Master and the others doing?" Chen Qingling looked up at the two figures in the sky, her expression puzzled.

Ning Rongrong only needed one glance to know what was happening. She folded her arms over her chest.

"You don't know, Qingling? Sword Grandpa and Bone Grandfather are fighting again."

"Why? Why would they fight for no reason?"

"You don't know this, Qingling. Sword Grandpa and Bone Grandfather often have conflicts. Neither of them accepts the other, so they end up fighting."

"Everyone in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect knows about it. We're used to it by now."

"This..."

Chen Qingling looked worried. "What if one of them gets hurt...?"

"Qingling, I know what you're worried about. Sword Grandpa and Bone Grandfather will be fine. It's just a spar to determine who's stronger."

Xiao Wu, standing beside her, chimed in, "Yeah, Sister Qingling. Just like the match between you and me back at the Work-Study Student Dormitory."

"As long as it's not a life-or-death battle or Tang Someone's style, it'll be fine."

"Okay." Chen Qingling's tense heart slowly settled.

But Ning Rongrong caught the key words. "Tang Someone? Who's that?"

"Uh... him... I don't even want to mention him. Just thinking about him annoys and disgusts me." Xiao Wu looked unwilling, her face full of loathing for Tang San.

Tang San: Sitting at home, yet blame fell from the sky!

However, Ning Rongrong's curiosity had already been ignited.

Ning Rongrong leaned close to Xiao Wu's ear, rubbing her cheek against hers as she acted cute. "Aww~ Xiao Wu, tell me already. What kind of person is he~?"

"Fine, fine, I'll tell you, Rongrong. Just stop rubbing your face against mine, it's so itchy."

Xiao Wu simply couldn't withstand Ning Rongrong acting cute, so she could only recount Tang San's various awful deeds one by one.

"Rongrong, you don't know this. When Sister Qingling became the leader of the work-study students... Tang San would stop at nothing to win. He even took out a weapon and tried to sneak-attack Sister Qingling."

"What! How could someone be like that?" Ning Rongrong cried out, her expression tense as she feared Qingling might have been hurt.

"What happened next?"

"Sister Qingling dodged it... Then, during their second match, her strength had improved... Sister Qingling used a talisman to immobilize him, and then Tang San started shouting."

"He clearly had no Martial Morality himself, so why couldn't Sister Qingling beat him at his own game?!"

"I still clearly remember that look on his face. He was so hypocritical and such a Double Standard!"

"After that, I don't know if he was possessed or something, but he started pursuing me relentlessly."

"I rejected Tang San hundreds of times, but he still kept shamelessly sticking to me like a dog."

"Damn! Tang San is that disgusting?!" Even the well-mannered Ning Rongrong couldn't stop herself from cursing.

If it hadn't come from Xiao Wu herself, Ning Rongrong wouldn't have believed that such an awful man existed.

He acted like he'd die if he didn't get a woman. What a complete turnoff.

"I don't really care that he pursued me. There's no way I'd ever get together with someone like that."

"It's just that he keeps bothering Sister Qingling and me. If we weren't in the same academy, I'd really want to give him an Offspring Severing Leg."