After returning to the sect, Nami had also finished absorbing the Head Soul Bone and Immortal Herb, and her Soul Power Level had reached rank 55. Now, she was eagerly waiting for the great opportunity Ning Bei had spoken of.
He went to his disciple's room and lightly knocked on the door. A burst of noise immediately came from inside—it was Rongrong and Xiao Wu's voices.
Sure enough, when the door opened, Ning Rongrong's little head poked out. The moment she saw Ning Bei, her eyes lit up slightly, then she glared at him in a huff.
"Brother, what good stuff did you give Nami? Why did her rank suddenly rise so quickly?"
"Just a Soul Bone. Don't you have one too?"
He walked into the room and, annoyed, tapped her little head.
"Hmph, why didn't you get one for me too? Your adorable little sister wants to hitch a ride too."
"Exactly, exactly! Brother Ning Bei, you're playing favorites. Are you just trying to watch Rongrong and me embarrass ourselves? Let people say our cultivation is worse than our martial niece's?"
Ning Bei glanced at Nami and found that she was also looking helplessly at her two unscrupulous martial aunts.
"All right, I need Nami to handle something for me. It might be dangerous if things go badly, so absorbing a Soul Bone was just a precaution."
"What is it? If it's that dangerous, don't let Nami go."
When Ning Rongrong heard there was danger, she no longer cared about being jealous and looked worriedly at Nami beside her, who was her martial niece in name but a sister in truth.
"No need, Martial Aunt Rongrong. I've already promised Master."
"This..."
"Come on, opportunity and danger always go hand in hand. If her luck is good, Nami might become