Soul Hunting Forest

"Mm, Uncle Ning, I understand."

Mu Chen nodded as well. It seemed Yu Xiaogang's Ten Core Competencies of Martial Souls had also been promoted by Spirit Hall.

That made sense. Otherwise, how could a level 29 Soul Grandmaster possibly have had the ability to publicize them?

That poor female Pope... why go to such lengths?

After another brief conversation, Ning Fengzhi went off to handle the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's affairs and purchase some treasures that could improve Mu Chen and Ning Rongrong's physical condition.

He might have been reluctant to spend so much on anyone else, considering the exorbitant prices of those items, but Rongrong and Mu Chen were different.

One was his gifted daughter, while the other was destined to become a pillar of the sect's top combat strength. It was necessary.

"Brother Chen, you're amazing. Not only is your talent so great, you're even so good at all those boring theories," Ning Rongrong said admiringly, her bright eyes fixed on Mu Chen.

"Mm, my Rongrong isn't bad either. You have innate level nine Soul Power, so you need to cultivate diligently during this time and reach level ten as soon as possible. Then we can obtain our first soul rings together." Mu Chen gently rubbed Ning Rongrong's little head. This porcelain-doll-like girl was simply too adorable.

"Mm!" Ning Rongrong closed her eyes in enjoyment beneath Mu Chen's touch. Brother Chen was so amazing.

"Pfft! What is this? It tastes awful! Brother Chen, how can you eat it?"

Ning Rongrong spat out what was in her mouth. It was a lump of brownish-yellow paste, and it certainly did not look appetizing.

Mu Chen looked at Ning Rongrong helplessly. "Rongrong, this is very expensive. It's marrow from a Thousand-Year Soul Beast, so don't waste it. If you really can't stomach it, then don't eat it."

He then swallowed the large bowl of "paste" before him. Mu Chen felt a warm current coursing through his body, leaving him indescribably comfortable.

It did not actually taste that bad, and it even had a slight fragrance. It was just that after getting used to Mu Chen's cooking, Ning Rongrong had become very picky.

"Hmph! I, Ning Rongrong, can do it too."

Seeing that Brother Chen had already finished an entire bowl of that awful paste, Ning Rongrong gathered her courage, shut her eyes, and downed the small bowl before her.

Then, enduring her discomfort, she looked at Mu Chen and said, "Rongrong can do it too!"

Her adorable appearance made Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo, and Ning Fengzhi want to pinch the little girl's cheeks.

Ning Fengzhi smiled at the sight. This girl liked Little Chen so much; who knew how things would develop between them in the future?

But it might not be a bad thing. In the future, the sect could be entrusted to the two of them without worry.

That night, Mu Chen let out a breath as he looked at the bathwater before him, mixed with all kinds of smells. Then he jumped in. His body began automatically absorbing the medicinal properties within, and Mu Chen could personally feel as though his body were filled with energy.

He then closed his eyes and slowly absorbed it. In another room, Ning Rongrong refused to be outdone and entered a similar medicinal bath, though the concentration was much lower.

Every morning, two small figures would appear within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect: Mu Chen and Ning Rongrong.

But before long, Ning Rongrong would sit down and refuse to run any farther. Then she would coquettishly say, "Brother Chen, carry me!"

Her two short legs rested against the ground as she looked at him pleadingly.

Mu Chen could only sigh helplessly at Ning Rongrong's spoiled manner. Still, he ran back and carried her on his back, then set her down at the spot she had reached before continuing his own run. Ning Rongrong pouted, but she obediently got up and began jogging.

At night, Mu Chen ate foods specially prepared to improve his physical condition. Ning Rongrong had been rather resistant at first, but she soon adapted, especially with someone leading her along.

After eating and resting, they would use medicinal baths to continue improving their physical condition and spiritual power.

After all, this was the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. They could fully provide such things, so Mu Chen and Ning Rongrong did not need to go out and earn money themselves.

Their days passed like this. Though tiring, they were fulfilling, especially since they could clearly feel their physical condition improving. Mu Chen felt that such progress was well worth it.

Just over a month later, Ning Rongrong finally broke through to level ten and became a prospective Soul Master. According to their previous plan, the two of them were going to obtain their first soul rings together.

In the square, Sword Douluo and the other two looked at the two little ones and nodded. Not bad. After a month of effort, they had indeed improved quite a bit.

Sword Douluo placed a hand on Mu Chen's shoulder and sensed him for a while before saying, "For his first soul ring, he should be able to surpass the 423-year limit. I estimate that he can withstand a soul ring of more than seven hundred years."

"More than seven hundred years? You bastard, that's close to the limit for a second soul ring. Are you joking?"

Bone Douluo looked utterly unconvinced. He stepped forward and placed his large, withered hand on Mu Chen's shoulder to examine him as well.

Then his sunken, withered eyes widened in shock. "Too narrow-minded. Far too narrow-minded! I think Little Chen can withstand a soul ring of more than eight hundred years."

"You old fossil! Just because he isn't your disciple, you don't know how to be more cautious!"

Sword Douluo replied irritably. Then he placed his hand on Ning Rongrong's shoulder and nodded. "Rongrong's progress is also good. She should be able to withstand a soul ring of more than three hundred and fifty years."

After recovering from his shock, Ning Fengzhi nodded. "Today, we'll obtain Little Chen and Rongrong's first soul rings."

Ning Fengzhi was quite satisfied with the two children's performance, especially Rongrong, who had always loved to play but had now been motivated by Mu Chen.

"Mm. Old Bone, stay behind at the sect. I'll take Rongrong and Little Chen to the Soul Hunting Forest first," Sword Douluo said.

"Mm."

Bone Douluo nodded. They were merely going to the Soul Hunting Forest to obtain their first soul rings. With Sword Douluo's strength, there naturally would not be any problems. The Continent's number one attack power was no empty boast.

Soon afterward, Sword Douluo took Ning Rongrong and Mu Chen out.

"Ding!

System notification: The host successfully showed off before Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo, Ning Fengzhi, and Ning Rongrong, gaining 290 Cool Points. The host currently has 640 Cool Points."

Mu Chen smiled when he heard the system notification. This was only the beginning. Once his strength grew and he had more opportunities to show off, wouldn't Cool Points come easily?

He was about to obtain his first soul ring so soon. Tang San should be about ready by now, shouldn't he?