The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's Ingenious Uses

Ning Rongrong's expression changed drastically.

What?

She had to lie down too?

And the two of them were supposed to hide under the covers and admire it together?

"I got tired of looking at my own Martial Soul a long time ago. If you want to look at it, look at it yourself."

That was what Ning Rongrong said aloud.

Inside, she was already in a panic.

Everything Wang Changsheng said and did made her even more certain of her judgment.

And he claimed he wanted to admire her Martial Soul?

He just wanted to crawl under the covers, and then...

Wang Changsheng, on the other hand, looked anxious and perfectly serious.

"Even if you're tired of looking at it, you still have to."

"Rongrong, you wouldn't want anything to happen to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, would you?"

Ning Rongrong's delicate body trembled.

Fury erupted in her beautiful eyes.

So when the gentle approach failed, he was resorting to force?

Worst of all, Wang Changsheng was putting on too much of an act.

Was he really admiring her Martial Soul?

He clearly wanted to admire her.

Thinking of Wang Changsheng's formidable strength and his existence as a god, and worried about the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's safety, Ning Rongrong had no choice but to obediently lie down.

Wang Changsheng immediately pulled up the quilt in front of him and covered both their heads.

Under the covers, it had been pitch-black.

But in the light of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, brilliant blue light shone, and the atmosphere was just right.

Wang Changsheng stared fixedly at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in Ning Rongrong's hand.

"Rongrong, from now on, don't say a word. Do as I do and keep your eyes on your Martial Soul, admiring it for three minutes."

Ning Rongrong had no intention of doing anything so boring.

But she couldn't withstand Wang Changsheng's threat.

She had no choice but to goggle like an idiot and stare at her own Martial Soul, admiring it.

Three minutes later, Wang Changsheng immediately called out in his mind.

System.

Sign in.

[Ding...]

[Sign-In System notification to host...]

[Congratulations, host. Sign-in successful. You will be invincible tomorrow.]

After signing in successfully, Wang Changsheng let out a long sigh of relief.

Looking at Ning Rongrong, whose face was illuminated by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's light, he said, "I'm done."

"I didn't lie to you, did I? I really did come to admire your Martial Soul. Don't be so quick to imagine me as the kind of person you think I am."

Ning Rongrong snorted coldly.

She didn't want to overthink it either.

But with everything Wang Changsheng had done, how could she not?

While admiring the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda just now, Ning Rongrong had known she couldn't escape Wang Changsheng's clutches and had already thought about a great many things.

Suddenly, Ning Rongrong took the initiative to ask, "Wang Changsheng, do you like me?"

Wang Changsheng was greatly startled.

He didn't agree with what Ning Rongrong had said.

To be precise, he liked every woman with good looks.

So Ning Rongrong's words weren't quite accurate.

Just as he was about to object, Ning Rongrong threw the quilt off her head and abruptly sat up, her expression turning utterly serious.

She looked at Wang Changsheng lying on the bed, completely serious.

"I can agree to it."

"But you have to agree to two conditions as well."

"First, from now on, cut off your relationships with Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing. You can only dote on me."

"Second, protect our Seven Treasure Glazed Sect forever."

After hearing Ning Rongrong out, Wang Changsheng burst out laughing on the spot.

"What are you talking about?"

"What kind of savage words are those?"

Ning Rongrong snorted coldly, her nose practically pointing to the sky.

"Who doesn't know what you're thinking? You crawled into my bed in the middle of the night, then grandly claimed you were admiring my Martial Soul. Don't you just want to have me?"

"I've agreed, but you have to agree to my conditions too."

This was the answer Ning Rongrong had arrived at after weighing things up.

Even if she couldn't escape Wang Changsheng's bullying, she might as well get the greatest benefit she could.

Besides, Wang Changsheng was hardly a bad catch.

And he was far better than Oscar.

She could consider falling in love with him.

Ning Rongrong had been chattering away for quite a while.

How could Wang Changsheng not understand what she was after?

But one thing was certain: Ning Rongrong really had gotten the wrong idea and still didn't believe he was only there to sign in.

In that case, he might as well go along with the mistake.

After all, Ning Rongrong was willing to take the initiative too.

"Rongrong, you're being too heartless. No matter what, Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing are your good sisters. Can you bear to stand by and watch them suffer and toil? Especially Zhu Zhuqing. Dai Mubai has already driven her out of her home. Without me to look after her, things will only get worse for her."

"As for Xiao Wu, I have a grudge against Tang San, a bitter, irreconcilable grudge. There's no room for discussion when it comes to Xiao Wu."

Ning Rongrong had wanted Wang Changsheng all to herself.

But her carefully laid plans had gone awry, and she couldn't help flushing red.

"You're far too lecherous. Am I not enough for you?"

Wang Changsheng offered no explanation, choosing to admit it through silence.

Then he continued, "But I can promise you that for as long as I live, I'll protect the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

"Also, when the time is right, I'll turn your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda."

Hearing this, Ning Rongrong was stunned.

"What? The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda?"

The time wasn't right yet.

Wang Changsheng wouldn't say too much.

"With those two conditions, you're not getting a bad deal, are you?"

Without waiting for Ning Rongrong to answer, Wang Changsheng grabbed her hand, pulled her forcefully back under the covers, and teased her.

"You little minx, how dare you set conditions with me? Could it be that I, the mighty strongest God King, am not good enough for you?"

Ning Rongrong's face flushed and her heart raced.

At first, she really hadn't thought much of it.

She had only disliked Wang Changsheng for being overbearing.

But after becoming his target and giving it some thought, she felt that perhaps it really wasn't a bad deal.

For a moment, Ning Rongrong was thrown into confusion and blurted out, "You... you are."

Wang Changsheng's face lit up with joy.

"That's more like it."

"Quick, release your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda."

Ning Rongrong was startled and asked in confusion, "Haven't you had enough of this? What's so interesting about admiring the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda?"

Wang Changsheng explained very seriously, "Who said I wanted to admire the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda?"

"You probably don't know this yet, but besides assisting Soul Masters in battle, your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda has another ingenious use."

"Let me put it this way: although I'm strong, it can add flowers to brocade. It's certainly not because I can't perform."

The more Ning Rongrong heard, the more confused she became. She had no idea what he really meant.

Curious, she summoned her Martial Soul, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, again.

Throughout the night, the light of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda shone in Ning Rongrong's dormitory.

There were also the incantations Ning Rongrong chanted from time to time as she released her Soul Skills.

"Seven treasures emerge, glazed light shines."

"First: Strength."

"Second: Speed."

Morning sunlight streamed in through the window and fell on the two of them.

Ning Rongrong seemed like a different person as she nestled in Wang Changsheng's arms, her face deeply flushed.

Only now had she learned that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda could be used like that too.

Wang Changsheng was so wicked.

"Brother Changsheng, you mustn't let me down. I'm a support Soul Master, and my physique has always been weak. You have to help me grow stronger from now on."

Wang Changsheng was a little surprised.

She was already calling him Brother Changsheng?

Ning Rongrong's attitude had changed so quickly.

But on second thought, it was only natural.

Ning Rongrong was different from both Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing.

To this day, there wasn't even the first stroke of a relationship between her and Oscar, so she wouldn't be held back by her feelings.

With the added temptation of him, a god, how could a young girl like Ning Rongrong resist?

She had long since stopped caring about so much, hoping that her sect and she herself could forever enjoy the protection of a god like him.

Suddenly, Oscar's knocking came from outside the dormitory door.

"Rongrong, I made you a bowl of snow fungus and lotus seed soup especially for you. Are you up yet?"