The Nine Treasures Return to the Sect

The next afternoon, Liu Erlong took Xiao Wu and several female students to the south of the city. After the academy was renamed, a batch of procedures needed to be redone, and the girls' dormitory was also short of daily necessities, so she took care of both matters at the same time.

She didn't press Xiao Wu about why she was avoiding Sword Douluo. Tang San only said that there were some hidden dangers in her Martial Soul, and that getting too close might cause trouble. Liu Erlong stared at the two of them for a while before taking over the matter.

"I'm taking her to the south of the city; she won't be back before dark. You all need to take good care of the guests."

Before leaving, Xiao Wu tugged at Tang San's sleeve. "Have someone pick me up after this is over."

"Good."

Yuan Yu, standing to the side, said, "Don't worry, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is here to see Rongrong; they won't pack up their mistress and take her away."

Ning Rongrong glared at him. "My dad would never do such a thing."

"Where is Senior Sword Douluo?"

Ning Rongrong thought for a moment, then didn't reply.

Just after Shen Shi (3-5 PM), a carriage from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect stopped in front of the academy.

Ning Fengzhi got out of the car first. He was dressed in a white robe, holding a jeweled Scepter, and his demeanor was gentle, without a trace of domineering aura. The White-Clad old man following behind him was tall and slender, with a full head of silver hair neatly combed, and sharp, cold eyes.

Seven Kill Sword, Chen Xin.

Ning Rongrong waited on the steps for a long time. Seeing that her father was still holding on, she waited for Sword Douluo to open his arms, and then she immediately ran over.

"Grandpa Sword!"

The coldness on Chen Xin's face vanished instantly. He caught Ning Rongrong, first checking her complexion, then her arm, making sure she hadn't lost weight or been injured, before letting out a soft hum.

"After playing outside for so long, you still remember you have a home?"

"I am cultivating."

"The letter only said that the Martial Soul had changed, but it wouldn't even explain how it changed, which kept your Grandpa Bone awake all night."

Ning Fengzhi in from the side, "It was Uncle Sword who didn't sleep last night."

Chen Xin remained expressionless. "He didn't sleep well either."

Ning Rongrong smiled as she climbed down from his embrace and raised her right hand. Nine-colored light gathered in her palm, and a nine-story pagoda slowly rose up.

"Dad, Grandpa Jian, look!"

Ning Fengzhi stopped in his tracks.

He gazed at the nine-story pagoda, his grip on the Scepter tightening little by little. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had been passed down for hundreds of years, and countless predecessors had been searching for a way to break through the limitations of their Martial Soul, but the two levels beyond the seventh had always existed only in the sect's records.

Now, the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda is in his daughter's hands.

Chen Xin raised her hand, and when her fingertips touched the tower light, her eyes also felt a little hot.

"Nine floors. It really is nine floors."

Ning Fengzhi closed his eyes briefly, and when he opened them again, he first bowed respectfully to Tang San.

"I will remember your kindness in providing me with medicine, young friend."

Tang San stepped aside, saying, "Uncle Ning, Rongrong is my companion. Only in her hands can the Immortal Herb have such an effect."

"If you're willing to give it to Rongrong, then this affection remains."

Ning Fengzhi then asked Ning Rongrong about her current Soul Power and the changes in the Nine Treasures. Ning Rongrong demonstrated the three types of amplification in turn, with nine-colored light falling on Chen Xin, Flender, and Tang San respectively. The amplification was more stable than before, and the Soul Power consumption had also decreased.

Ning Rongrong retrieved the pagoda. "The Soul Power circuits on the last two levels are complete, just like those recorded in the sect's scriptures."

Ning Fengzhi looked at her for a long while before nodding. "With all nine levels complete, Level 79 will no longer be the end. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will then have Titled Douluo- level support Soul Master. This matter should be classified as a top secret of the sect for now, and the origin of the Immortal Herb should not be mentioned in any further letters."

Ning Rongrong stopped smiling and agreed.

Chen Xin patted her head. "If anyone asks, just tell them to come find me."

"And Grandpa Bone."

"His job is to watch the house."

Ning Rongrong immediately stood up for Gu Rong: "Grandpa Jian, you're going to argue with Grandpa Bone again when you get back."

Chen Xin said calmly, "He can't win an argument with me."

Ning Fengzhi did not press for details about the origin of the Immortal Herb. Tang San had already stated in his letter that the herb came from the Medicine Garden of a senior, who had promised not to reveal its location. Ning Fengzhi, having been in charge of the sect for many years, knew which questions could be asked and which would only put both sides in an awkward position.

The group entered the reception room.

Flender took out his treasured tea leaves, brewed a pot, and just as he finished, Chen Xin looked at Yuan Yu standing by the window.

"You are Yuan Yu?"

"This junior greets Sword Douluo."

"Rongrong said that you saved her, and now you want to charge her a security fee."

Yuan Yu paused for a moment while holding the teacup.

Ning Rongrong sat beside her father, smiling happily, "I wrote it in my letter."

"Young Miss, how can you report a joke between family members to your family?"

"Who's on your side?"

"Can we settle the guard fee now?"

Chen Xin: "How many do you want?"

Yuan Yu sensed the faint sword intent approaching him and decisively put down his teacup.

"Senior, talking about money hurts feelings. Let's waive that one."

Laughter filled the reception room.

Chen Xin's lips twitched slightly. He had already heard that Yuan Yu was Soul King at the age of twelve, but after seeing him in person, he still took a few more glances. The boy's Soul Power was not concealed; it was level fifty-nine, and his aura was clear and pure. The Sun Wheel Blade at his waist also gave him a very special feeling.

Between sword -Tool Martial Soul, they often sense each other earlier than humans.

The Seven Kill Sword vibrated slightly within his body.

Yuan Yu's Sun Wheel Blade also responded.

Chen Xin's eyes lit up. "A fine knife."

"Your sword is better, senior."

"Speaking nice words is useless. Tomorrow at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, I'll test your blade."

Flender immediately said, "Senior Sword Douluo, he's only twelve years old."

With Liu Erlong absent, only he can speak on how to protect the child.

Chen Xin said calmly, "I'm only testing the knife, not harming anyone."

Yuan Yu had already agreed, "Okay."

Ning Rongrong leaned closer and whispered, "Aren't you afraid?"

"I'm scared."

"Why did you agree so quickly?"

Yuan Yu picked up his teacup and took a sip. "Seven Kill Sword personally sparring with me; you can't hire that even if you pay someone. So be it if I take a couple of hits."

Upon hearing this, Ning Fengzhi's eyes showed a hint of appreciation.

He had another purpose for this trip. Ning Rongrong had mentioned Tang San's Hidden Weapons in her letter. A few small items could enable a support-type Soul Master to protect himself. This was no less significant to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect than an ordinary immortal Immortal Herb.

Before leaving, he extended an invitation to Tang San.

"Let's go to the sect together tomorrow. I'd like to see the Hidden Weapons you prepared for Rongrong, and also discuss a business deal."

Tang San nodded in agreement.

Before stepping onto the carriage, Chen Xin glanced back at Yuan Yu one last time.

"Take your knife with you."

Yuan Yu patted the scabbard at his waist.

"It's always been there."

After the carriage drove away, Tang San stood in front of the door for a while until the student responsible for delivering the message returned from the south of the city and said that Liu Erlong and Xiao Wu were safe and sound. Only then did he relax.

Yuan Yu saw this scene but didn't say anything to make fun of it. He simply handed over the Wine Gourd.

Tang San shook his head. "I won't drink."

"I know. Just let you smell it, don't be so tense."

Tang San glanced at him. "Did you get this wine from the Dean's room?"

Yuan Yu silently put away his Wine Gourd: "I have to see Sword Douluo tomorrow, tonight is not a good time to talk about old grievances."