Ning Rongrong's Schedule, Settled Down to the Last Detail!

"Ah... Sorry. You were so handsome that I got a little carried away staring at you."

Tang Yuehua spoke through gritted teeth.

Her emphasis on "handsome" was especially pronounced.

As expected of a woman who could navigate Heaven Dou's many factions, she knew exactly what to say.

"I think so too!"

Praised by a beautiful, mature woman like Tang Yuehua, Ning Wen was clearly a little overwhelmed. His head swelled, and he answered without thinking.

Everyone else stared at him in speechless disbelief.

He was a six-year-old brat who had only just awakened his Martial Soul. It was one thing for someone to flatter him, but had he really taken it seriously?

Ning Wen quickly realized it too, and his little face reddened.

[Hah, you sly vixen. That might work on virgins who can't get a woman, but you think you can charm me with it? Dream on!]

[Still, since you're the only woman here who recognized how handsome I am, I'll humor you.]

Ning Wen: "..."

That's you, all right. You'll find any excuse to show off.

And are you even a man? A mature beauty like her is right in front of you, and you don't feel a thing?

[What a joke. I've known countless women in my lifetime. I've seen goddesses of every kind in the Divine Realm!]

[What's one more?]

[If I didn't want to disgust Tang Hao and Tang San, I wouldn't even bother with this woman.]

Tang Yuehua maintained her gentle smile, but inwardly she was speechless.

Was this brat a little too full of himself?

Tang Yuehua had never doubted her own charm.

Yet she had never imagined someone would find her unappealing.

And that someone was a brat who hadn't even hit puberty!

"Sect Master Ning, in that case, lessons will officially begin tomorrow morning."

Tang Yuehua smoothly changed the subject. She stopped looking at Ning Wen and turned back to Ning Rongrong. "I'll be strict. Please prepare yourself. Unless there's a special reason, you won't be allowed to miss class."

"I was thinking the same thing."

Ning Fengzhi nodded. Resolve flashed through his eyes as he made a startling proposal. "How about twelve hours of study each day?"

Ning Rongrong stiffened. The delicious food in her mouth suddenly lost all its flavor.

She hadn't expected her father to actually follow that bastard's suggestion.

Twelve hours!!

He was going to work her to death!

Ning Rongrong was about to make one last protest, but she met Ning Fengzhi's stern gaze. Every word stuck in her throat.

A voice brimming with glee, mockery, and schadenfreude rang unchecked through their minds.

[Hahahahaha!!!!]

[Now that's more like it!]

[It's long overdue! This little demon has been spoiled since childhood. She's used to doing whatever she wants and throwing her weight around!]

[A twelve-hour study schedule. Perfect! Ning Fengzhi, you have my support!]

[Keep piling it on! Make her work harder! Better yet, give her no days off all year and grind that Princess Syndrome right out of her!]

[You did whatever you pleased in your last life. In this one, you'll learn what hardship feels like! Heh heh heh...]

Tang Yuehua stood frozen, utterly dumbfounded.

She hadn't expected Ning Fengzhi to be so ruthless. Twelve hours of study a day?

Tang Yuehua was known as a devil teacher at Moonlight Pavilion.

Her standards for etiquette were nearly flawless.

But twelve hours of lessons every day?

That wasn't etiquette training. It was torture straight out of hell!

And that brat was gloating over it!

Meanwhile, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's two Sect-Guarding Douluo—the renowned Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo—looked as though they had seen it all before.

She understood the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect less and less.

"Sect Master Ning, etiquette is best learned step by step, with a balance between effort and rest."

Tang Yuehua quickly collected herself. After a moment's thought, she said, "Four hours is more than enough."

That cold, disgruntled voice rang out again.

[Mind your own business!]

[How could four hours be enough? It has to be twelve at the very least. Only then will I get some satisfaction!]

Tang Yuehua: "..."

Just how deep was this grudge?

Was that really necessary?

She was only a little girl.

Wait. The owner of that voice was a brat too.

Somehow, that made sense.

"Madam Yue makes a good point. I was too hasty."

Ning Fengzhi pondered for a moment before saying slowly, "In that case, let's make it four hours a day."

Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up. Much of the tension drained from her, and she looked at Tang Yuehua with heartfelt gratitude.

Thank goodness!

She wouldn't have to suffer all day!

And this teacher seemed quite nice.

It was only four hours a day. Surely the lessons would fly by.

Before this, Ning Rongrong would have complained about even a single hour, let alone four.

But everything was relative.

With the twelve-hour nightmare still fresh in her mind, four hours seemed like an enormous kindness.

Then Ning Fengzhi finished his sentence, and she fell straight into despair.

"The remaining eight hours will be devoted to Martial Soul Theory and cultivation."

The hall fell deathly silent.

The delight on Ning Rongrong's face visibly turned to despair.

Daily cultivation was bad enough!

Now she had to study dry, tedious Martial Soul Theory too!

She would rather spend all twelve hours learning etiquette!

After all, there was only so much etiquette to learn. She could master it all given enough time.

But Martial Soul Theory was vast and complicated. Who knew how many years it would take?

[Hahaha! That works! I'm very pleased with this compromise!]

[That's Ning Fengzhi for you. He knows what he's doing!]

[Etiquette to torment her in the morning, theory to fill her head in the afternoon. All that's missing is Soul Power training at night!]

[A perfect schedule. Not a moment left for slacking!]

[Enjoy your hellish childhood, you stupid girl! Heh heh heh...]

[You humiliated me in our last lives. This time, I've got your whole life planned out for you.]

"..."

Ning Wen rolled his eyes.

You've got her life planned out?

This was all Uncle Ning's doing. What did it have to do with you?

Still, Ning Rongrong really did have it rough.

Studying from morning till night—it was practically like his high school days!

The only difference was that Ning Rongrong probably wasn't under as much pressure. She didn't have to worry about the cutthroat College Entrance Examination.

But Ning Rongrong was only seven years old.

Come to think of it, Ning Fengzhi was being rather harsh as a father.

The original story never said Ning Fengzhi was this strict!

Otherwise, Ning Rongrong wouldn't have shown up with such a bad case of Princess Syndrome!

Had his arrival caused a Butterfly Effect?

And even after all that, the voice still wasn't satisfied!

It wanted Ning Rongrong to stay awake all night cultivating Soul Power too.

Ning Wen confirmed one thing yet again.

That voice was a ruthless taskmaster, no doubt about it!