A Peerless Master Beyond Compare

"Sword Uncle, I'm not dreaming, am I?"

"Rongrong... Rongrong actually won a one-on-one fight against an assault-type Soul Elder with a White Tiger Martial Soul?"

At the foot of Immortal Mountain, Ning Fengzhi rubbed his eyes vigorously. The sight before him was still far too shocking.

A support-system Soul Elder who had spent her whole life cowering behind her teammates' backs had actually stepped forward to clash head-on with an assault-system Soul Elder—and won?

Chen Xin drew a deep breath, surprise flickering in his eyes.

"Not only did she defeat an assault-system Soul Elder, she did it by crossing an entire major realm."

"Damn, damn!"

"Sword Uncle, the Ning family has a successor! The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has a successor!"

Ning Fengzhi had completely lost his usual composed and refined bearing. He paced back and forth in excitement, barely able to form coherent sentences.

"Sword Uncle, do you know how unbelievable this is?"

"Although the Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda is hailed as the continent's greatest support-system Martial Soul, support-system Soul Elders are still support-system Soul Elders. Without the protection of you and Bone Uncle, our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect could never have claimed a seat among the Upper Three Sects, nor could we have grown to our current scale."

"Only support-system Soul Elders understand how extraordinary this is. It means Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda Soul Elders may reach a new height from now on. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect may also have a true powerhouse as its leader, instead of someone like me... someone powerless enough that I couldn't even truss up a chicken!"

Seeing Ning Fengzhi so excited, Chen Xin instead calmed down. He silently watched Ning Fengzhi until the latter had settled somewhat, then said flatly,

"Let's go. Bring Rongrong home."

At those words, the light in Ning Fengzhi's eyes changed instantly, and he hurriedly waved his hand.

"No, no, no, Sword Uncle. The plan has changed. Let Rongrong stay here for now."

"We should head back first. This matter requires careful consideration. Immortal Mountain truly lives up to its name; it would be rude to rashly go there and demand answers."

Ning Fengzhi spoke hurriedly.

Even Chen Xin's stern face nearly cracked.

"What about that swindler teacher? We're not getting the hundred million Gold Soul Coins back?"

"What swindler teacher? All I see is a master—a master renowned across the world!"

Ning Fengzhi said magnanimously,

"What hundred million Gold Soul Coins? I only know that Rongrong spent a worthwhile sum to take a peerless master as her teacher. It was worth it."

"Fengzhi, this is the first time I've learned that you can change your face so quickly."

"Hahaha, my daughter has finally grown up. She found a master and changed her destiny. So what if I change my face a little?"

Ning Fengzhi laughed.

"You dead fatso again! Don't let me see you two again, or I'll beat you up every time I do!"

Watching Ma Hongjun flee in panic with Dai Mubai on his back, Ning Rongrong stood atop the Detection Platform, waving a fist as big as a sandbag as she shouted.

A gentle breeze brushed past her, and Ning Rongrong felt utterly refreshed.

"So fighting could feel this good. Teacher really didn't lie to me."

"Once I fully master the Tai Chi Fist and Eight Trigrams Steps, and can learn the ultimate techniques Teacher mentioned, won't I become even more formidable?"

"Ahem, stop staring too."

"Teacher said that Immortal Mountain likes peace and quiet. He hates people like you who swarm over here the most, so stop coming every day just to watch."

"Rather than wasting your time every day chatting, chasing immortals, and fussing over romance, you should go back and cultivate properly, learn to conduct yourselves well, improve your Soul Power and trait quality, evolve your Martial Souls, then come back to test your Trait Entries. That would be better than anything else!"

Ning Rongrong roughly conveyed what her teacher, Su Chen, meant.

In truth, she had noticed it over the past few days as well. Her teacher, Su Chen, liked peace and quiet. Seeing all these noisy people come to the foot of the mountain every day to test Trait Entries, only to fail to produce even a single Supreme-Grade Trait Entry, gave him a headache.

Other than wasting their families' money and their own study time, what was the point?

But Ning Rongrong had not expected that the moment she said this,

the fangirls at the foot of the mountain would become even more excited.

"Is Immortal Su teaching us how to cultivate?"

"Teacher Su is right! We'll definitely cultivate diligently from now on!"

"I want to become the strongest Soul Elder and live up to Teacher Su's expectations!"

"Immortal Su really does care about us, sob sob sob~"

Amid the restless crowd, only one young woman cloaked entirely in black silently left after hearing Ning Rongrong's words.

Watching those infatuated young women, Ning Rongrong could not help shaking her head.

"They're hopeless. Completely beyond saving. How shallow."

"Can't they be a little more rational and steady, like me?"

"Teacher~ Did you see? I won!"

"I defeated a three-ring assault-system Soul Elder!"

Ning Rongrong ran all the way back to the Immortal Residence and immediately shared her achievement with her teacher, Su Chen.

Her little face was filled with pride.

At that moment, Su Chen was preparing the medicinal bath she would use that evening.

With a casual wave of his hand, rare body-tempering materials such as Qilin Beast blood and Blood Lingzhi rose from the shelf and flowed into the spiritual liquid.

Seeing Ning Rongrong return in high spirits, Su Chen smiled faintly.

"I saw it. You performed very well. You can already apply the fist techniques you have learned in actual combat, and you even understood how to use your Martial Soul's advantageous traits to refract your opponent's light-based skill."

Receiving her teacher's approval, Ning Rongrong became even happier. She skipped over to Su Chen's side and giggled.

"It's all because Teacher taught me well. You taught me to adapt to the Martial Soul and unite person and soul. Teacher, you said glazed crystal was fragile and could shatter with one punch, but glazed crystal also has its uses."

"So I used its traits to absorb his power, then used his own power to beat him until he was scrambling for his teeth!"

"That was a good idea, but Teacher must remind you that although glazed crystal can absorb and refract light, it has its limits."

Su Chen instructed Ning Rongrong at this point.

"If Dai Mubai had used one or two more soul skills, your Glazed Pagoda would have reached its limit. At that point, your Martial Soul would have faced the risk of damage. After all, his Soul Power is an entire major realm higher than yours."

"So that was very risky."

"However, with your current physical condition, once your Soul Power reaches level thirty, I'll help you choose a Spirit Ring that can specifically enhance your Martial Soul's strength. Then your absorption rate against light-based skills will greatly increase."

"Great!"

Her Soul Power had risen quickly lately. In one month, it had already gone from level twenty-six to level twenty-eight. In another two or three months at most, she should reach level thirty, right?

"By the way, Teacher, does this count as getting started with the fist techniques? Have I achieved a little success?"

"After all, I defeated an assault-system Soul Elder above my level!"

Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up as she suddenly remembered something. She looked expectantly at Su Chen.

Su Chen paused, saying nothing. With a slight flick of his sleeve, a breeze lifted Ning Rongrong and tossed her directly into the medicinal bath.

"The temperature is just right. Time to cleanse your marrow and transform your body."

Only an "Ah!" could be heard.

Ning Rongrong poked her head out of the bath and discovered that her teacher, Su Chen, had already vanished. She became somewhat annoyed.

"Stupid Teacher, you don't keep your word!"

"Ahhh!"

"You clearly said that once I got started, you'd let me blow your flute!"