Too late for regrets! Bringing Ning Rongrong to heel, taking control of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!

Tang San abruptly released his grip, shoving Ning Rongrong's head hard to one side, yet the light returned to her eyes.

"Thank you, Brother San. I know I was wrong. I won't let you down!"

"Everything I said is true. You have to believe me!"

Tang San's words had given her hope again. As long as she could obtain the Aromatic Silk Beauty, Ning Rongrong would give everything she had and try every possible means to seize the opportunity, even if there was only a sliver of hope.

Tang San showed no reaction to her words. He looked down at Ning Rongrong from above, a sneer still on his face.

Seeing Ning Rongrong like this really was laughable.

If Ning Rongrong thought a few words, or the advances she might make afterward, would change Tang San's mind, she was thinking far too much.

Tang San wasn't someone who let his little head control his big head. How could Ning Rongrong persuade him so easily?

He had only given her hope so he could use her to control the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

As its current sect master, Ning Fengzhi held an extremely firm grip over the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Among his children, Ning Rongrong was the only genius, while his other sons were all relatively ordinary in talent. Ning Rongrong had long since been chosen as his successor.

Having Ning Rongrong under his thumb meant having Ning Fengzhi under his thumb, which meant controlling the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

First, he would dangle a grand promise before her, then use the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to obtain everything he needed. That was Tang San's goal.

As for Ning Rongrong's subsequent attempt to offer herself to him?

For the time being, Tang San had little interest in that.

His view of other women was very simple. If they were decent people, they could stay by his side as ornaments, and when he was in a good mood, he would reward them with a few mouthfuls of soup.

Even that would be enough to benefit those ornaments immensely.

If their character wasn't up to par, or if they had done something wrong, like Ning Rongrong, who had betrayed him before, Tang San would have to think twice even about letting them serve as external cheats, let alone ornaments.

There was no helping it. As a transmigrator and a cheat user, Tang San could do whatever he wanted.

If they wanted to enter their dear Brother Tang San's harem, that depended on their performance too. Only those who performed well could get in.

Otherwise, they could behave themselves and be toys under his thumb. He would play with them when he was in a good mood and throw them away when he wasn't.

"Then, Brother San, would you like to... go to my room?"

Ning Rongrong lightly bit her red lip and pressed her arms inward, doing her utmost to display her perfect figure, her eyes filled with longing.

For the Immortal Herb, she was already stopping at nothing.

Tang San glanced at Ning Rongrong and patted her cheek.

"We'll talk later."

"What do you mean, later?"

Ning Rongrong spoke with coquettish reproach, crossing her snow-white legs. Her fair, delicate toes stretched forward and hooked the hem of Tang San's trousers. "After we've done it?"

Rolling his eyes, Tang San ignored her and said, "When your father comes back, you should know what to say. However much of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's wealth you control, hand it over to me first."

At his words, Ning Rongrong obediently took out a token.

"Father is already grooming me as his successor. Right now, I can control about half of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's wealth. This token lets you withdraw it."

"Most of our sect's wealth is in treasures, though, with metals making up the largest share. Those happen to be just what you need to forge hidden weapons, Brother San."

"Father manages the more precious things, like Soul Bones, but I think he'll agree to give them to you if I put in a word."

When she finished, Tang San nodded, not particularly surprised. Given the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's wealth, unrivaled across the continent, it was hardly strange that they had Soul Bones stored away.

However, Tang San would sooner or later assemble a full set of Soul Bones anyway, so he had little need for those.

"Good."

After taking the token, Tang San nodded in satisfaction. He had his starting capital now. Next, he could begin forging hidden weapons.

The power of hidden weapons needed no explanation, but with Spirit Hall backing him, Tang San had rarely had any opportunity to use them before. High-grade hidden weapons weren't so easy to forge either, so he had set the matter aside.

Now that he had obtained half the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's wealth, he could finally get started.

Putting away the token, Tang San was just about to return to his room to cultivate when Ning Fengzhi walked in with Bone Douluo and Sword Douluo.

As soon as they entered, they noticed how close Tang San and Ning Rongrong were standing, and looks of gratification immediately appeared on their faces.

Ning Fengzhi wore a smile, thoroughly satisfied. The more he looked at Tang San, the more pleasing he found him.

"Oh? Did we interrupt you two young people?"

"How did your conversation go? Rongrong, let me introduce him again. This is Tang San, a disciple of the Clear Sky Sect, a genius who reached Soul King at such a young age."

"You should spend more time talking with each other. It'll benefit your cultivation too."

Ning Rongrong rose and wrapped her arms around Tang San's arm, pressing her soft breasts firmly against him.

"Don't worry, Father. Brother San and I will have some very deep exchanges."

As she spoke, she turned toward Tang San, her beautiful eyes fixed intently on him.

"Right, Brother San?"

Tang San unobtrusively withdrew his arm and said, neither servile nor overbearing, "Sect Master Ning, Rongrong's talent is excellent as well."

At the sight, rather than getting angry, Ning Fengzhi felt as though goods that had sat unsold in his home for ages had finally found a buyer. He smiled so broadly that he couldn't close his mouth.

"Good, good, good. As long as you enjoyed your conversation. I was worried Rongrong would be too childish and throw a tantrum, and you wouldn't like her."

Hearing this, Tang San chuckled. "Not at all. Rongrong is very obedient."

Throw a tantrum?

Ning Rongrong was now no different from his toy. He could play with her however he liked. How could she not be obedient?

Ning Fengzhi nodded and said in satisfaction, "How about this? We old fellows won't disturb you two any longer. Keep chatting, and feel free to look around elsewhere if you like. Uncle Jian and Uncle Gu haven't had anything to do lately, so they can accompany you."

"Then we won't interrupt you two as you develop your feelings. Goodbye, Xiao San."

With that, Ning Fengzhi turned and left.

Sword Douluo stepped forward and patted Tang San on the shoulder.

Then he turned toward Ning Rongrong. "Rongrong, I went looking for you. I searched more than half the continent, but I couldn't find that Immortal Herb you described."

"I even visited that old monster Dugu Bo's medicinal garden again. Some new plants had grown there, just within the last few weeks, but none were the kind you mentioned."

"Would an Immortal Herb work if it wasn't the kind you described? If so, I still have some influence. I can ask Dugu Bo for it on your behalf."

When he finished speaking, Ning Rongrong shook her head, a sweet smile on her face.

"There's no need, Grandpa Jian. Sorry for all the trouble lately. None of the others are any use to me. There's only one I want."

Sword Douluo breathed a sigh of relief. Rongrong looked much more relaxed than before, which was a good thing.

"That's good, then. If anything comes up, just tell me."

Only after saying that did Sword Douluo turn and leave.

Seeing them leave, Ning Rongrong was just about to resume her advances on Tang San when she noticed his brow furrow slightly. He hurried out as well.

"Brother San, where are you going?"

As though he hadn't heard her, Tang San didn't even turn his head.

At that moment, Sword Douluo's words kept echoing in his mind.

Immortal Herbs have grown near the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well again?

How is that possible!

Tang San knew perfectly well that every kind of Immortal Herb had an extremely long growth cycle and exceptionally demanding growing conditions. Even in a natural treasure ground like the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, it was absolutely impossible for more Immortal Herbs to grow after only a few years.

And new Immortal Herbs had appeared in just a few short weeks?

There was definitely something fishy behind this!