Chapter 135: Ning Rongrong: Grandpa Sword, You Are Not Allowed to Speak About Zhuqing Like That!
"Rongrong, have you been cultivating properly during this time?"
"What level have you reached now? Do you need Grandpa to guide your cultivation?"
While Ning Fengzhi was still deep in thought, Gu Rong and Chen Xin had already hurried over to Ning Rongrong.
"Not that much, just rank 43."
Ning Rongrong spoke calmly, as if it were nothing.
"How much?!"
"Rank 43?!"
"You've only been gone for a few months, and you've already risen 15 ranks?!"
The three of them shot up from their seats at once.
Their eyes widened in shock, their faces full of disbelief, as if they had just heard something utterly absurd.
"Rongrong, you… You're not joking, right?"
Chen Xin even stammered a little:
"It hasn't been that long. Could it be that you absorbed a hundred-thousand-year soul ring?"
Gu Rong was equally shocked, nodding repeatedly. "But that's not right! Even if we gave you a hundred-thousand-year soul ring, you wouldn't be able to absorb it right now!"
Ning Fengzhi looked at Ning Rongrong with a complicated expression, both delighted and confused.
He couldn't help but suspect that his daughter had been swapped!
"Hehe~ just luck, I guess."
Ning Rongrong tried to act indifferent, but the pride behind her words was practically reaching the sky.
Yet when she turned to look at the girl beside her, her eyes were filled with admiration:
"Compared to Zhuqing, I'm way too weak!"
Hearing this, everyone's gaze instantly shifted toward Zhu Zhuqing.
Chen Xin spoke first: "Young friend, may I ask what your current soul power rank is?"
Zhu Zhuqing gave a slight nod, her tone calm:
"This junior is currently a Rank 64 Soul Emperor."
"Six… sixty-four?!"
Ning Fengzhi and the other two froze completely, their breathing halting.
They remembered very clearly that half a year ago, when they first received information, Zhu Zhuqing had only been Rank 39!
In such a short time, she actually rose 25 ranks?!
Gu Rong's bones seemed to tremble as he muttered, "This is simply unprecedented, never seen before, never to be seen again!"
Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin both looked extremely solemn.
Compared to the soul power rank increase, there was something even more terrifying—
Zhu Zhuqing was younger than Ning Rongrong!
A 12-year-old Rank 64 Soul Emperor. In a few more years, what would she become?
Zhu Zhuqing remained calm:
"In terms of soul power rank, I still need to grow. For now, I can't compare to the seniors."
"So aside from rank, you surpass them in everything else, right?"
Ning Rongrong chimed in playfully, her proud expression making it seem like she was showing off just how amazing her sister was.
Zhu Zhuqing smiled without speaking, calmly taking a sip of tea.
"Rongrong, what do you mean by that?"
Ning Fengzhi's heart stirred, his tone puzzled:
"Could it be that this young friend Zhu has other extraordinary qualities?"
"Hehe! It means exactly what it sounds like!"
Ning Rongrong deliberately kept them guessing.
"What do you mean by 'exactly'?"
Chen Xin and Gu Rong were confused.
There was already a difference of over 30 ranks. How could there be anything else comparable?
"You're all so old, and you still can't understand plain words?"
Ning Rongrong rolled her eyes, then said excitedly:
"Forget it, forget it. I'll show you something amazing!"
As she spoke, she activated her soul power and summoned her glazed tower.
"What amazing thing? Isn't it just the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda… wait! The number seems off?!"
Before Gu Rong could finish, his smile froze on his face.
"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine… Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!"
Ning Fengzhi stared at it, counting each layer one by one.
"It really is the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!"
Chen Xin gasped, his face full of disbelief.
Before they could continue celebrating in shock and joy,
The next moment, four soul rings lit up around the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in sequence—
Yellow, yellow, purple, black!
"A ten-thousand-year fourth soul ring?!"
They were stunned once again.
"Rongrong, how exactly did your martial soul and soul rings reach this state?"
Ning Fengzhi asked, his throat dry.
"Hehe, Zhuqing gave me an immortal herb. After I consumed it, my martial soul evolved into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!"
Ning Rongrong raised her chin proudly. "As for the soul rings…"
She paused, then shook her head:
"Forget it, I won't say. It's confidential!"
"How can you not say it? This is such an important matter!"
Ning Fengzhi grew anxious. "Good daughter, quickly tell your father."
A ten-thousand-year soul ring completely shattered common understanding!
Ning Rongrong shook her head, speaking like a little adult:
"Dad, when you reach my stage, you'll understand. Some secrets cannot be revealed!"
"You little girl…"
Ning Fengzhi sighed helplessly, then turned to Zhu Zhuqing with a hint of expectation:
"Young friend Zhu, may I ask—do you still have any extra immortal herbs?"
"If you do, my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is willing to pay any price in exchange!"
"No."
Zhu Zhuqing shook her head slightly.
"That makes sense. A treasure like this… obtaining even one is already a blessing from the heavens for our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect—no! Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"
Ning Fengzhi suddenly slapped the table and said firmly:
"Change the name! We must change the name!"
"From today onward, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will officially be renamed the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"
"No."
Zhu Zhuqing suddenly spoke, her gaze sharp:
"Senior, a tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind. I advise you to think carefully."
"Oh?"
Chen Xin frowned, sword intent instantly surging from his body, his pressure sweeping across the room as he spoke arrogantly:
"My Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect—who would dare destroy it?"
"Indeed. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is now the foremost of the Upper Three Sects and the guardian sect of the Heaven Dou Empire. Naturally, no one would dare."
Zhu Zhuqing's eyes turned cold, her tone firm:
"But the orthodox Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect can only exist within Spirit Hall!"
Killing intent flashed, instantly clashing against the sword intent.
"So, young friend, you've already joined Spirit Hall?"
Ning Fengzhi's expression darkened, his gaze turning hostile as he stared at Zhu Zhuqing:
"You came today not to return to Rongrong, but to compete with my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect for the next sect master?"
No matter how well Zhu Zhuqing treated Ning Rongrong or how much she had given,
He would never hand over the only possessor of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul.
His lifelong wish was to evolve the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda and bring glory to the sect.
Whoever obstructed this would be his enemy, and the enemy of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!
Gu Rong also stepped forward. "That's right! Rongrong is the little princess of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. She will never go to Spirit Hall with you!"
Chen Xin's sword intent grew even sharper. "If you dare speak further, do not blame my sword for being merciless!"
"Oh? Is that so?"
Zhu Zhuqing smiled faintly, lifting her teacup and taking a light sip:
"Actually, I'm quite curious how strong the so-called number one attack, defense, and support soul masters on the continent truly are."
Her expression was calm, completely unafraid of this legendary trio.
After all, even if all three attacked together, she might not win, but could she not escape?
Moreover, she had teleportation and shadow escape. Taking Ning Rongrong away would be effortless.
"Curious? You are merely a small Soul Emperor. Isn't that a bit too arrogant?"
Chen Xin's expression turned cold; even the way he addressed her changed instantly.
"Grandpa Sword, you are not allowed to speak about Zhuqing like that!"
Ning Rongrong spread her arms, standing in front of Zhu Zhuqing:
"Zhuqing is my good sister. She has no ill intentions. I won't allow you to hurt yourselves!"
"Rongrong, you're mistaken!"
Gu Rong spoke up to defend his old partner:
"Chen Xin, with his Seven Kill Sword, achieves unity of man and sword, unmatched in killing. How could he possibly hurt himself?"
"Rongrong, step aside!"
Ning Fengzhi suddenly stood up, his tone stern:
"This is a sect matter. It is not your place, as a child, to interfere!"
"But… Dad, I already joined Spirit Hall a long time ago~"
Ning Rongrong shook her head slightly, speaking with a serious expression.
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