"I'll go!"
Those two words rang out with resounding force.
"Dad, I've been willful for so long. It's time I gave some thought to the sect."
"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda can never break past rank seventy-nine. That shackle has weighed on our sect all its life."
"If I really can break through, then I'll have done something great for the sect."
Ning Fengzhi looked at his daughter, his eyes reddening slightly.
He had never expected his pampered daughter to say something like that.
Chen Xin and Gu Rong exchanged a glance, their faces filled with gratification.
Gu Rong spoke with a chuckle.
"Good, wonderful! Rongrong has grown up!"
Chen Xin nodded too, a smile in his eyes.
"Yes, our little Rongrong has finally grown up."
Their praise left Ning Rongrong a little embarrassed, and her cheeks flushed slightly.
She paused, then spoke again.
"Dad, I'd like to go back to Shrek Academy first."
"I don't know whether Tang San is back yet. Besides, I should at least say goodbye to everyone."
Ning Fengzhi nodded.
"Of course."
"After all, you've been classmates for so long."
Ning Rongrong nodded, then turned and walked out of the hall.
Spirit Hall, Worship Hall.
Inside the great hall, the atmosphere was tense to the extreme.
Bibi Dong stood in the center of the hall, scepter in hand, staring coldly at Qian Daoliu in the seat of honor.
Qian Daoliu sat in the seat of honor, his head propped on one hand.
The two remained locked in that standoff.
Bibi Dong knew perfectly well that Qian Daoliu's strength far surpassed hers.
She had no chance of winning whatsoever.
Only after a long while did Bibi Dong speak, her voice icy.
"Great Enshrined, this God-bestowed Soul Ring was obtained with Spirit Hall's resources."
"It should rightfully be allocated by Spirit Hall to whoever needs it most."
Qian Daoliu slowly opened his eyes and glanced at Bibi Dong.
His tone allowed no argument.
"If I say it belongs to Xue'er, then it belongs to Xue'er."
"No one can take it away."
Bibi Dong's grip tightened on her scepter, her expression shifting repeatedly.
In the face of Qian Daoliu's forcefulness, she had not received the slightest courtesy.
After a long silence, Bibi Dong ultimately said nothing more.
She gave a cold snort, turned, and walked out of the hall.
Outside the doors.
Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo Gui Mei were waiting there.
Bibi Dong strode straight out and left without stopping.
Yue Guan smiled and greeted Golden Crocodile Douluo and Azure Luan Douluo beside him.
"Second Worship, Third Offering, we'll take our leave."
With that, the two followed behind Bibi Dong and quickly departed.
Golden Crocodile Douluo cast a disdainful glance at Bibi Dong's retreating figure.
"Hmph. Who does she think she is?"
He stepped into the hall and approached Qian Daoliu.
"Great Enshrined, did that woman Bibi Dong come to snatch the God-bestowed Soul Ring?"
Qian Daoliu did not look at him, merely speaking in an even tone.
"No matter who comes, no one can snatch what belongs to Xue'er."
Golden Crocodile Douluo grinned.
"With that assurance from you, Great Enshrined, I can rest easy."
The first floor of the Nine Dragon Tower.
Dugu Bo sat cross-legged on the sofa, his eyes closed as he healed his injuries.
After the beating Tang Hao had given him, his injuries were far from light.
He did not dare go outside.
That fellow Tang Hao might still be keeping watch out there.
Going out would be courting death.
He was better off cultivating peacefully inside the Nine Dragon Tower.
Just like that, ten days passed.
In the Cultivation Room on the top floor of the Nine Dragon Tower, Shen Yan slowly opened his eyes.
A sharp gleam flashed through them.
A hundred days.
For those hundred days, he had refined the medicinal power of the singular velvet sky chrysanthemum day and night.
At last, he had refined it completely.
Shen Yan slowly raised his right hand and clenched it hard.
Crack.
A series of crisp sounds came from his knuckles.
He could clearly feel that his physical constitution was several times stronger than it had been a hundred days ago!
Although his soul power level was stuck at rank twenty.
His actual soul power had long since far exceeded the threshold of rank twenty.
But without a second soul ring, he could not break through.
"It seems eating immortal herbs alone still isn't enough to give my right hand a second awakening," Shen Yan murmured to himself.
He picked up the narcissus jade muscle bone, tore off its petals one by one, and put them into his mouth.
Then he brought the flower's center to his lips and slowly sucked at it.
Finally, he sold the remaining roots and stem into the Conversion Table as before.
Like the roots and stem of the singular velvet sky chrysanthemum, he would keep them to plant at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well later.
Once they grew, selling them would bring in another sum of EMC.
As the medicinal power of the narcissus jade muscle bone spread through his body, Shen Yan felt all his meridians heating up.
He closed his eyes, about to resume meditating.
Suddenly, something occurred to him.
"Little Tower."
[Here. What are your instructions, Tower Master?]
"Prepare a medicinal pool for me."
[A medicinal pool?]
"That's right. I'm going to use immortal herbs for a medicinal bath."
The corners of Shen Yan's mouth lifted slightly.
"I have plenty of immortal herbs anyway. It would be a waste not to use them."
[Tower Master's request detected. A medicinal bath pool can be created in the Cultivation Room. Spend 10,000 EMC to unlock it?]
"That expensive!"
He hesitated for a moment.
"Unlock it!"
As his words fell, an empty pool measuring nine square meters appeared in a corner of the Cultivation Room.
Clear spring water slowly flowed into the stone pool.
Shen Yan took one of each immortal herb from the Conversion Table, excluding the octagonal mysterious ice grass, infernal delicate apricot, Lovesick Heartbreak Red, and snowy swan kiss, and tossed them straight into the medicinal pool.
With money to spare, he could splurge!
The immortal herbs fell into the water one after another and floated on the surface.
"Get the medicinal pool steeping for me first. Once I've absorbed the narcissus jade muscle bone, I'll take the medicinal bath."
[Understood, Tower Master.]
Shrek Academy.
After these days of recuperation, the poison in Tang San and the others had been completely cleared.
Flender's injuries had more or less healed as well.
That day, everyone gathered in the courtyard.
Oscar cried out in surprise.
"What?! Rongrong, you're leaving?!"
"Why? Everything was fine. Why are you leaving?"
Ning Rongrong glanced at Oscar and explained softly.
"My dad found a way to evolve my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda."
"Once it evolves, I'll be able to break through the rank seventy-nine limit."
"But I have to transfer to Skywater Academy."
Everyone froze at her words.
Martial soul evolution?
Breaking past rank seventy-nine?
For the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, this was an opportunity as vast as the heavens!
Tang San frowned and stepped forward.
"Rongrong, you don't necessarily have to go to Skywater Academy to evolve your martial soul."
"I discovered a hidden realm outside the city before."
"As long as we find that hidden realm, I'll have a way to evolve your martial soul!"
The improvement Ning Rongrong's support brought them was plain for all to see.
Yet after hearing him out, Ning Rongrong only shook her head.
"Tang San, thank you."
"But I've already promised my dad."
"If I go back on my word, it might bring trouble to the sect."
Seeing that Ning Rongrong had made up her mind, the others could hardly say anything more.
Just then, Ma Hongjun stepped forward.
He curled his lip and spoke carelessly.
"Oh, just let her leave if she wants to."
"She's a pampered young lady anyway. She comes when she wants and leaves when she wants."
"We at Shrek can get by without her support."
At those words, Ning Rongrong's expression changed instantly.
She looked at Ma Hongjun, her eyes reddening at once.
Her face was filled with hurt.
She had thought they were already friends.
But she had never expected Ma Hongjun to say something like that.
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