Ning Rongrong gestured excitedly, her hands flying and feet dancing.
"You're amazing! Now your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's reputation is going to soar through the roof. Support, defense, and attacks-you can do it all."
Xiao Wu gave her a thumbs-up, lavishing her with encouragement.
Ning Rongrong couldn't suppress the smile tugging at her lips. She planted her hands on her hips and declared proudly,
"Of course! I'm the next sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. I'm proving what our sect can do!"
Chen Yang swirled his cup and shook his head helplessly as he watched her boast.
"Rongrong, you'd better keep a lower profile. You can pull off moves like that because of the skills I gave you. The other members of your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect don't have them.
"But that's not what other people will think. They'll only assume the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has mastered Self-Created Soul Skills with supreme offensive and defensive power.
"Guess what the factions already wary of your sect will do? Spirit Hall, for instance."
Ning Rongrong instantly came back to her senses.
That was right. On the Douluo Continent, the Upper Three Sects appeared to breathe as one, but behind the scenes, they were competing and guarding against each other.
And that wasn't even counting the empires' common enemy-Spirit Hall.
Her father had told her that Spirit Hall was no force for good, especially that ruthless Bibi Dong.
But our sect has Sword Grandpa and Bone Grandpa. We should be fine, right? If Spirit Hall really had the power, they would have attacked the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect long ago.
At that thought, Ning Rongrong relaxed again.
"Hehe, don't worry, Master. Sword Grandpa and Bone Grandpa are incredibly strong. They'll kill anyone who comes, until