After finally soothing the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm in his spiritual sea, Ning Yuhao rubbed his nose. "That was a little accident, but a blessing in disguise, too. I completely figured out what my Martial Soul does, and most importantly..."
As Ning Yuhao spoke, he unleashed his two Soul Skills, Spiritual Detection and Spiritual Sharing.
Ning Rongrong suddenly felt her surroundings become clear. Wherever she looked, a flood of information instantly appeared in her mind. She turned to look at the sect's main gates, and even the tiniest irregularities on their surface appeared clearly in her mind.
Ning Rongrong could not help drawing in a sharp breath. "Xiao Hao, this is..."
Ning Yuhao withdrew his Martial Soul and took Ning Rongrong's hand, heading into the sect. "This is the First Soul Skill it gave me, Spiritual Detection Sharing. It can detect information about my surroundings and share it with my teammates."
After hearing Ning Yuhao's explanation, Ning Rongrong could not help nodding. "Xiao Hao, I take back what I just said. Although it was only a Ten-Year Soul Beast, the Soul Skill it gave you is really powerful. Maybe you could even blaze a new path for Seven Treasure Glazed Tile."
Ning Yuhao had not expected Ning Rongrong to rate it so highly. After all, Ning Rongrong had always looked down on her brothers. Ning Yuhao was an exception only because he was younger than her and joked around with her, but even so, he had never heard such high praise from her.
"Sister Rongrong, you're making me embarrassed with all that praise."
Ning Rongrong stroked her chin in thought. She had not joined Shrek yet, and her whole world consisted of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Although she was playful and irresponsible, she still gave some consideration to the sect.
"Why don't you find a few more girls and have a few more children?" The Little Demoness was still the Little Demoness, always saying something shocking.
Ning Yuhao turned his head toward Ning Rongrong in shock. Over the past few years, he had only thought of her as a brat. Who knew being a demoness was in her nature? She really was a woman capable of saying, "I've still got two thick slices of bread."
"Sister Rongrong, we're still young. Let's talk about that in a few years."
Ning Rongrong shrugged. "Sure, then. Come on, let's go find Dad."
When the two little ones, Ning Yuhao and Ning Rongrong, found Ning Fengzhi, he was still working in his study. It had to be said that, as sect master, he truly worried himself sick over the sect.
"Dad, Dad!" Ning Rongrong ran over and threw herself into Ning Fengzhi's arms.
"Oh! My little darling is back." Ning Fengzhi smiled as he held Ning Rongrong, then looked at Ning Yuhao. "Xiao Hao is here too."
"Father."
"What is it? What brings both of you here to see me?"
Ning Rongrong wrapped her arms around Ning Fengzhi's neck and pointed a little finger at Ning Yuhao. "Xiao Hao figured out his Martial Soul, and his First Soul Skill is really amazing!"
Ning Fengzhi's eyes lit up. "Oh? That's wonderful. Xiao Hao, what does your Martial Soul do?"
"I used up all my Soul Power demonstrating it to Sister Rongrong just now, so I won't demonstrate it," Ning Yuhao said. "My Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda isn't a support-type Tool Martial Soul, but a summoning-type Tool Martial Soul. I can release the Soul Beasts that provided my Soul Rings from the pagoda to fight for me. They also have physical bodies formed from Soul Power. I think there should be quite a few clever uses for them if I use them properly."
"Summoning-type?!" Ning Fengzhi's voice suddenly rose, startling even Ning Rongrong.
Ning Yuhao had not expected such a strong reaction from Ning Fengzhi either, but Ning Fengzhi realized he had lost his composure and quickly recovered.
"Xiao Hao, are you saying you can summon Soul Beasts to fight?" Afraid he had misheard, Ning Fengzhi asked again.
"Yes."
Ning Fengzhi hurried over and scooped Ning Yuhao off the ground as well, holding him in his arms. "My little Yuhao, you're simply wonderful!"
This was the first time Ning Yuhao had seen Ning Fengzhi act so affectionately toward him, and he felt a little unaccustomed to it.
Only after reveling in his happiness for quite a while did Ning Fengzhi set both Ning Yuhao and Ning Rongrong down. Then he bent down and said to Ning Yuhao, "Xiao Hao, for the continuation of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, I have an arduous and long-lasting task to entrust to you."
Seeing Ning Fengzhi's serious expression, Ning Yuhao's little face grew serious as well.
Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath. "You must have lots of women and lots of children in the future. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will help you throughout the process."
"Huh??" Ning Yuhao was utterly bewildered. Why did this father and daughter think exactly alike? He could barely keep up. After all, he only had chuunibyou; he wasn't crazy.
Unexpectedly, Ning Rongrong, who had just been urging Ning Yuhao to find more women and have more children, objected instead. She pushed Ning Fengzhi away hard and stood protectively in front of Ning Yuhao. "Oh, Dad, what are you saying? Yuhao is still little! Do you think everyone's like you?"
Ning Fengzhi had many children, so naturally, they did not all share the same mother. In fact, even Ning Yuhao and Ning Rongrong had different mothers; only Ning Rongrong's mother had been his lawful wife in name.
But whether Ning Fengzhi had an unlucky birth chart or the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's grounds had bad feng shui, not one of Ning Fengzhi's women was still alive. By now, Ning Fengzhi had stopped looking for women. Perhaps he had lost some confidence in himself, too.
Ning Rongrong's mother had been among the later ones to pass away, so she had raised Ning Yuhao as well.
After this fuss from the father and daughter, however, Ning Yuhao finally caught on. "Father, do you mean you want me to pass down this Martial Soul?"
"Yes, that's exactly what I mean. As you know, our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is a support-type sect and needs Battle Soul Masters to protect it. But if your Martial Soul can be passed down in large numbers, Xiao Hao, we will no longer have to rely on other Battle Soul Masters. Our own strength, supplemented by recruiting a few powerhouses above level 80, will be enough." This could be called a thorn in Ning Fengzhi's heart. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda could not break through level 80, and the sect was purely support-oriented. He had always lacked a sense of security.
Aside from its two Titled Douluo, Chen Xin and Gu Rong, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect also spent a great deal supporting lower-ranked Battle Soul Masters. After all, they could hardly send a Titled Douluo out for every little matter.
Although Ning Yuhao understood Ning Fengzhi's thinking, he really had no such plans right now. "Father, I'm still young. Let's talk about it in a few more years."
Ning Fengzhi also realized he had been a little too hasty. If the grandfather, son, and grandson all ended up going to pediatrics when they were sick, that would be quite a joke. "All right. I was a little impatient. Oh, right, Rongrong said your First Soul Skill is amazing too. Isn't it summoning Soul Beasts?"