Ning Rongrong's soft hum drifted leisurely out from outside the tent.
Zhu Zhuqing was absorbing her soul bone.
She could not hear this beautiful and hurried sound.
Yet Lu Ning heard it clearly.
This sound was obviously...
Ning Rongrong was doing handiwork!
"This little girl..."
"She's really figuring it out on her own?"
Ning Rongrong lay half-reclined on the bed.
Her voice was bewitching.
Yet she dared not be too unbridled, terrified of being heard by outsiders; she had stripped away only half of her clothing, while her teeth bit down extremely tight, not daring to relax the slightest bit of strength.
"I... don't seem to have any very obvious effects!"
Ning Rongrong's hand did not stop.
Her white, lotus-root-like arms moved even faster.
It was not that the whale rubber had no effect on her body.
Taking such a large piece of whale rubber for the first time, no matter what, she could still increase her soul ring age by two or three hundred years.
She was speaking of her own movements.
It actually failed to have much effect in easing the side effects of the whale rubber.
Instead, she wanted it more and more.
She wished she could walk straight out of the tent in this state.
And go straight to look for Lu Ning.
"I... how on earth did Zhu Qing solve this!!"
Ning Rongrong's cheeks were flushed red, and her eyes were faintly unfocused at this moment; she could no longer suppress the medicinal power of the whale rubber within her body.
She pulled up her skirt.
And braced her body as she walked toward the outside.
That staggering body, carrying a numb gaze, began to search for Lu Ning's traces.
At this moment, Lu Ning also pulled open his tent.
And saw the strange-looking Ning Rongrong.
Ning Rongrong was dressed in a pink, knee-length short skirt, exposing her fair thighs to the outside. Her entire face carried a trace of a flush, and the pink dress wrapped around her figure, the waist-cinch in the middle making her figure appear slightly revealed.
Compared with Zhu Zhuqing.
Her figure completely matched her age.
Her chest was slightly proud without being flamboyant, and her cheeks carried a few shades of youthfulness.
Their gazes met.
Lu Ning smiled and spoke: "Are you playing a boiled lobster? Your face is so red."
Ning Rongrong bared her jade-white teeth, and spoke resentfully: "I! I ate that piece of Thousand-Year Whale Rubber."
"Why did you eat a Ten-Thousand-Year Whale Rubber, yet didn't have such great side effects."
"You walked for a whole day without me seeing you show the slightest difference."
"And I clearly only ate a thousand-year one."
"Yet my body reacts so intensely?"
Lu Ning spread his hands.
"To tell the truth."
"I don't know."
"Perhaps it's because the piece I ate was softened by the Dean using soul power, and also roasted with soul beast grease."
"It had already reached the standard for consumption."
"You probably... messed around."
Lu Ning had another possibility he did not speak of.
That was that Lu Ning's soul power was far more formidable, able to easily suppress that brief desire directly down.
While Ning Rongrong's soul power compared to Lu Ning's.
Was completely a small stream encountering the ocean.
It was simply not enough to look at.
"Impossible!"
"I clearly asked Zhu Qing how she took it!"
"How could I possibly take it wrong?"
Ning Rongrong thrust out her neck in argument, her gaze gradually unable to see Lu Ning's appearance clearly, beginning to grow hazy, as she felt only a flame within her body continuously scorching her reason.
Hearing this, Lu Ning felt speechless on the spot.
If you ask for advice, go find a good student to ask.
Zhu Zhuqing...
Even Zhu Zhuqing herself took it wrong.
Enduring it for several days, she was only able to barely use her soul power to suppress it down today.
You asked her for advice?
What did she have to teach you?
Failed experiences?
"Then you did indeed take it wrong."
Lu Ning looked at Ning Rongrong, who was barely even able to stand steadily, and spoke, reaching out to give her a hand; Ning Rongrong seized the opportunity to grab Lu Ning's muscular arms with both hands, forcibly recalling a shred of reason.
Only, the scent on Lu Ning's body made the medicinal power inside her body even more restless.
"You... help me."
Ning Rongrong pleaded in an inaudible voice.
Lu Ning looked at this little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect before him, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
To be able to make this proud little princess speak words like these.
Obviously, that rampaging force within her body.
Had long since shattered all of her pride.
"Are you sure?"
Lu Ning glanced at Zhu Zhuqing's tent.
The key point was that I had already made an appointment with Zhu Zhuqing!
Could you guys line up in order!
Respecting first come, first served would work too!
"Sure!"
Ning Rongrong's head nodded heavily, completely unwilling to let go of any of Lu Ning's time.
No matter what tomorrow brings.
Today, she must firmly grasp Lu Ning in her hands!
"...Let's go."
Lu Ning stared at Ning Rongrong for a moment.
That overflowing force within Ning Rongrong's body-even he sensed that something was amiss.
The piece of whale rubber she took was indeed softer than Zhu Zhuqing's.
Logically speaking, the side effects should not be more severe than Zhu Zhuqing's.
Yet...
The piece she took.
Compared to that small piece Zhu Zhuqing took.
There was simply a two-to-three-fold gap.
Medical potency was one matter.
Dosage must likewise be taken into account.
"Then let's hurry up." Hearing this, Ning Rongrong pulled Lu Ning and walked toward her own tent.
Just as Lu Ning had perceived.
Her body had reached the limit of limits.
She put on no pretenses.
Her body was incomparably honest.
The two walked into the tent.
There was almost no light inside the tent, save for the weak firelight given off by the ashes on the ground that had not yet completely extinguished, which was the fuel Ning Rongrong had just used to cook the whale rubber.
"Do you know how?"
Ning Rongrong turned her head away, her earlobes burning red.
She had not completely entered yet.
She had only gently rubbed against the outside; although she could not call herself completely clueless about this matter, she could not be considered overly skilled either.
"I suppose I do."
Lu Ning touched his nose.
He had been to Flower Willow Lane a few times with Ma Hongjun.
Even Zhu Zhuqing had been personally helped by him.
To say he didn't know.
Would be a complete lie.
Yet, after all, he was in front of Ning Rongrong; he surely couldn't say he was a veteran in this aspect, right?
Otherwise, given Ning Rongrong's intelligence, she would certainly suspect once again that this matter was a setup by him.
"Knowing how is fine." Ning Rongrong let out a breath of relief, her glazed eyes looking at Lu Ning, and then glancing back toward the direction of her bedding.
She walked over cautiously.
Lay down upon the bedding.
And slowly closed her eyes.
Pulling the silk quilt over to cover her body.
"Then... begin."
"A bit lighter."
Zhu Zhuqing slowly opened her eyes.
The soul power within her body thundered to the level of Level 30.
That soul bone allowed her to directly bypass the bottleneck.
She gained no small amount.
Tang San's Eight Spider Spears soul bone could bring about improvements.
This fifty-thousand-year soul bone of hers was even less likely to be weak.
"What a powerful soul skill."
Zhu Zhuqing muttered.
That Thunder Shadow Leopard Left Leg Bone not only enhanced her physique, but also bestowed upon her an attack-type soul skill she most needed; every time it was released, it could whip out a Crescent-Shaped Qi from her leg.
Even though she had not yet reached three rings, this soul skill allowed her to fear no one of the same rank in the Soul Elder Realm.
Especially Power Attack System soul masters.
"Hm?"
"Where has Lu Ning gone?"
Zhu Zhuqing slowly stood up.
Her gaze surveyed her surroundings, but she did not discover Lu Ning's traces.
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