Reborn as Ning Rongrong, Boldly Pursuing True Love

Outside Heaven Dou City, at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Rows of halls were built along the mountains and beside the water, with luminous pearls and fine jade inlaid between the corridor pillars.

Exotic flowers and rare plants were everywhere, every corner exuding the lavish splendor of the world's wealthiest sect.

On the bluestone courtyard in the rear garden, peals of clear, girlish laughter echoed through the corridors.

Ning Rongrong, only five years old, sat securely astride Bone Douluo Gu Rong's neck.

Her two small, fair hands clutched Gu Rong's tousled gray-white hair,

and she had the time of her life riding this level-ninety-five Titled Douluo like a horse.

The mighty Bone Douluo showed not the slightest temper; instead, he held her ankles with both hands,

terrified that this little ancestor might fall.

Every wrinkle on his face brimmed with an indulgent smile:

"Don't rock so hard, my little princess. Hold tight to Grandpa Gu's hair."

That was right. Ning Rongrong had been reborn too.

Living her life over again, she was even more unrestrained than in her previous life, enjoying her days as the sect's young mistress.

After all, she knew perfectly well that as long as she went to Shrek Academy when the time came and joined Tang San and the others,

sooner or later, she would sail smoothly all the way to ascending to godhood.

Although, according to her memories of her previous life, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would suffer a surprise attack by Spirit Hall, plunging the sect into chaos and inflicting devastating casualties.

But that was still more than ten years away.

Right now, she had only just turned five and had not even awakened her Martial Soul.

Bringing it up this early would leave her with no way to explain where the information came from, and there was nothing worth warning them about right now anyway.

She might as well enjoy these carefree days as a pampered young mistress first.

"Giddyup! Grandpa Gu, go faster! Over there, let's pick that golden-thread peony!"

Ning Rongrong swung her two short little legs, enthusiastically issuing orders.

Suddenly, hurried footsteps sounded beyond the moon gate ahead.

Ning Fengzhi strode swiftly through the courtyard.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin, dressed in white, followed close behind him.

Ning Fengzhi looked up and saw Ning Rongrong fooling around on Gu Rong's head, even tugging his hair.

His steps halted, and his gentle face immediately grew stern as he scolded in a low voice:

"Rongrong, what kind of behavior is this? Get down now!

"Considering Uncle Gu's standing, how can you show such disrespect to your elder?"

Ning Rongrong shrank back at the reprimand, but before she could speak,

Gu Rong beneath her was already displeased and hastily tilted his head,

shouting in her defense:

"Fengzhi, why are you snapping at the child?

"I was the one who wanted to give Rongrong a horse ride. How old is she? What's wrong with tugging my hair a couple of times?

"Do you think these old bones of mine can't take her playing around?"

Looking at the old man and the little girl, Ning Fengzhi shook his head helplessly, but he had no time to waste more words on the matter.

He gave Gu Rong a grave look and said in a low voice:

"Uncle Gu, put Rongrong down. We have a guest in the front hall. Come with me."

Seeing Ning Fengzhi's troubled expression and even the slight furrow in Chen Xin's brow beside him, Gu Rong immediately dropped his playful smile.

He carefully set Ning Rongrong on the ground, patted her little head, and offered a few soothing words,

then hurried out of the rear courtyard with Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin.

"Hmph! It's always like this. Whenever anything happens, he calls Grandpa Gu away!"

Watching the three receding figures, Ning Rongrong pouted and kicked a pebble by her foot, looking thoroughly displeased.

Without Gu Rong to play with her, the rear courtyard suddenly became quiet.

Bored out of her mind, Ning Rongrong walked beneath the wisteria arbor and climbed onto the swing seat.

Pushing lightly against the ground with her little feet, she began swinging halfheartedly.

A breeze lifted her skirt. Resting her chin in her hands, Ning Rongrong unwittingly let her thoughts drift toward her future in this life.

Since she had been given another life, did she still have to repeat certain decisions she had muddled through in her previous one?

For instance...

Was she still going to be with Oscar in this life?

The moment that thought surfaced, Ning Rongrong's toes slowed their movements on the swing, and an inexplicable hesitation rose in her heart.

Honestly, she was beginning to question whether she had ever truly liked Oscar back then.

At Shrek Academy, they had all been young, and Oscar had spent every day hovering around her, pursuing her relentlessly.

Then, later, he had gone out to train alone for years because of the sect's rules.

She had mostly been moved by his persistence, and they had ended up together with her only half willing.

But when it came to a man who truly made her heart race, a man who stood tall between heaven and earth...

As Ning Rongrong thought, Tang San's figure appeared unbidden in her mind.

Calm and composed before powerful enemies. Creating miracles time and again, with unparalleled talent.

In the end, he had even wielded dual godhood, enjoying supreme glory.

Among the entire Shrek Seven Devils, Third Brother alone had shone the brightest.

At the thought of Tang San, Ning Rongrong's heart suddenly raced, and a blush spread over her fair little face.

The next instant, she hastily shook her head as though startled.

No, no! Third Brother was Xiao Wu's. How could she steal Xiao Wu's man?

But as her thoughts turned, Ning Rongrong suddenly stopped moving, a glint of defiance flashing in her eyes.

That wasn't right!

Since she had been reborn into her childhood, everything had started over.

They hadn't even met yet. How could anyone say Third Brother belonged to Xiao Wu?

Besides, when they had first met at Shrek Academy in her previous life, it wasn't as though she had never entertained thoughts about Third Brother.

It was only because she had seen that Xiao Wu and Third Brother had grown up together and were inseparable all day long.

That was why she had buried those feelings deep in her heart and yielded him to Xiao Wu with both hands!

Living her life over again, why should she, Ning Rongrong, yield again?

Just as she was secretly making up her mind, two maids carrying tea trays suddenly passed along the path outside the arbor.

Their hushed conversation reached her ears:

"Have you heard? An incredible guest has come to the main hall up front.

"They say the sect master of the Clear Sky Sect, which has remained secluded for years, has personally come to visit our sect master!"

"The Clear Sky Sect? Haven't they sealed off their mountain for years? Why have they suddenly come to our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"

On the swing, Ning Rongrong's eyes immediately widened in surprise.

Why had the Clear Sky Sect's sect master come?

In her memories of her previous life, the Clear Sky Sect had always remained secluded behind its sealed mountain and had never interacted with the outside world.

Why had Tang San's uncle come calling now?

No wonder Dad had looked so hurried just now and had called both Grandpa Jian and Grandpa Gu away!

Her intense curiosity was instantly piqued.

Ning Rongrong quickly slipped off the swing and, taking small steps, quietly sneaked beneath the rear window of the main hall in the front courtyard.

Unfortunately, she was small and her legs were short, so she still arrived a moment too late.

Outside the main hall's entrance, Ning Fengzhi was seeing the burly Tang Xiao out.

The two appeared to be chatting and laughing.

Beaming like a spring breeze, Ning Fengzhi cupped his hands in farewell, his courteous words leaving not a single crack.

Only when Tang Xiao's figure had completely disappeared did the gentle smile on Ning Fengzhi's face vanish in an instant.

His face darkened as he turned back into the main hall and sat in the seat of honor.

He looked at Chen Xin and Gu Rong on either side and asked in a low voice:

"Uncle Jian, Uncle Gu, what do you think?"

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