Chapter 156: Evolution of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda
After all, within the Shrek Team, only Dai Mubai had reached the Soul Ancestor level.
Their overall strength was far from sufficient.
Moreover, with the Haotian Sect and Spirit Hall at odds, whether Tang San could even participate in the tournament at Spirit City was uncertain.
Thus, the Shrek Team wasn't even in Ning Fengzhi's consideration.
"Rongrong's Shrek Team may be young, but it's packed with talent and remarkable strength. Their performance in the battle at Soto City was truly eye-opening.
Rongrong can still train and compete with her Shrek companions while gaining experience. I have no doubt her growth will be extraordinary," Dugu Shuo said with clear conviction, his tone full of praise for Ning Rongrong.
The atmosphere in the hall instantly grew harmonious.
It was obvious—Dugu Shuo approved of Ning Rongrong, and Ning Fengzhi approved of Dugu Feng.
With Dugu Feng and Ning Rongrong already close, the Dugu Clan and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect were destined to be bound together.
"Our clan recently obtained a rare treasure, one I intend to gift to Rongrong. Feng'er, take it out for Sect Master Ning and the honored guests to examine."
Dugu Shuo's dignified tone immediately sparked curiosity in Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had seen countless treasures across the continent.
But for something to be presented in such a ceremonial fashion—it had to be exceptional.
"What treasure is this?"
The questioning voice came from the doorway as Ning Rongrong skipped happily inside, followed closely by Bone Douluo.
"Greetings, Clan Head Dugu."
Ning Rongrong's face flushed slightly. Could this be... meeting the elders already?
Wasn't this happening a little too fast? Her heart pounded.
With gentle grace, she bowed to Dugu Shuo and then curiously looked toward Dugu Feng.
Without suspense, Dugu Feng reached for the pouch at his waist and slid his hand across it.
A dazzling flash of golden light illuminated the room—the Qiluo Tulip emerged.
A rich, intoxicating fragrance filled the hall instantly.
The plant's roots and leaves were elegant and fine, coiling gracefully like strands of silk around a golden tulip bloom at its top.
The shimmering petals radiated nobility and magnificence—each gentle sway seemed to hold mysterious energy within.
At first glance, Ning Rongrong fell in love with it. "It's beautiful!"
Even though Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and Bone Douluo didn't yet know the herb's properties, they could tell from the fragrance and its vibrant spiritual aura that it was no ordinary plant.
They looked expectantly at Dugu Feng, waiting for him to explain.
"This herb, which I call an immortal herb, is born of heaven and earth's essence and nourished by the sun and moon's brilliance. Its name is Qiluo Tulip.
It possesses a unique ability—it can evolve a martial spirit."
Dugu Feng stated plainly.
"Nephew, did you say spirit evolution? Truly?"
Ning Fengzhi stood in shock.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect needed this more than anything.
He himself had been stuck at level seventy-nine for years, unable to become a Soul Douluo. Spirit evolution was something they desperately needed.
"I would not speak falsely. With Rongrong's talent, once she consumes this immortal herb, not only will her soul power grow substantially, but her martial spirit will evolve as well."
Dugu Feng's tone was firm.
"There won't be any side effects, will there? I've heard there are some plants and potions that forcibly increase soul power but damage one's foundation," Bone Douluo asked warily.
Dugu Feng's description sounded too perfect, too good to be real.
Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo exchanged uneasy glances.
"If I weren't completely sure, how could I dare let Rongrong take it?" Dugu Feng replied calmly.
"Exactly! So why wait? Tell me how to take it!"
Ning Rongrong eagerly snatched the Qiluo Tulip from his hands.
Her enthusiasm made Dugu Feng smile. "Gently inhale from the flower's core—slowly absorb its essence into your body. Then circulate your soul power to spread the energy throughout."
"Rongrong, go ahead," Ning Fengzhi said expectantly.
Being connected to a gem-type martial spirit gave him a natural sense for valuable items; this herb carried no malice. If it truly promoted spirit evolution, then the sect stood to gain immensely.
Ning Rongrong didn't hesitate. She held the tulip before her, gazing at the golden center of the bloom.
The petals quivered, scattering faint golden light that made her heart tremble.
It was so radiant.
Drawing closer, she parted her lips and inhaled lightly. The luminous pistil dissolved into golden energy and flowed into her body.
In the next instant, the entire Qiluo Tulip turned to ash and scattered into the air.
The sight left Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and Bone Douluo dumbfounded.
One breath—and the entire flower disintegrated?
Too incredible.
Moments later, Ning Rongrong's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda manifested, floating serenely before her.
Three rings—yellow, yellow, and purple—orbiting it swiftly as its gem body gleamed.
From Ning Rongrong's own form radiated brilliant golden light mixed with the tulip's fragrance. It flowed like sacred brilliance, drawn steadily into the pagoda.
The pagoda's glow intensified, becoming even more dazzling.
Rongrong stood there like a celestial maiden descended from the heavens, breathtakingly radiant.
The vision lasted for hours, but none among the strong soul masters present grew restless.
The longer it continued, the greater her gains.
Beneath the pagoda, the golden brilliance deepened, nurturing some unimaginable transformation.
Ning Rongrong's soul power rose rapidly, so fast it made Ning Fengzhi's heart race.
"Uncle Bone, Rongrong was level thirty-five before, correct? She's already reached level thirty-eight!"
Ning Fengzhi could only marvel in disbelief.
They had never seen cultivation accelerate like this.
"She's level thirty-nine now! At this pace, she'll become a Soul Ancestor!" Bone Douluo said, his normally sunken eyes widening in astonishment.
"Brother Dugu, my gratitude is beyond words. Even if Rongrong's martial spirit doesn't evolve, the benefits she's gained today are already tremendous!"
Ning Fengzhi clasped Dugu Shuo's hands in deep appreciation.
"Sect Master Ning flatters me. Only Rongrong is worthy of such a divine herb," Dugu Shuo replied with a soft smile.
"Fengzhi… nine layers!"
"It evolved—it really evolved!"
Two stammering voices suddenly rang out.
Ning Fengzhi turned sharply toward the pagoda.
At that sight, his blood seemed to boil.
"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine—nine layers!"
His voice trembled with emotion.
This had been his life's dream—to advance the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, and now, before his eyes, it had finally happened.
"Brother Dugu, do you happen to have more of this herb? For my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, it's nothing short of divine!"
Ning Fengzhi's excitement burst forth as he grabbed Dugu Shuo's hand.
For a moment, the always-gentle, composed Sect Master showed a completely different side.
"Ahem, Sect Master Ning, the immortal herbs are crafted by heaven's will—there are no duplicates," Dugu Shuo replied diplomatically.
There were indeed other immortal herbs, but this single Qiluo Tulip was one of a kind.
And Dugu Shuo wasn't lying.
(END CHAPTER)
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