Chapter 139: Definitely a Veteran Kneeler, Spirit Soul [Inheritance] Is the Key
"Adapt to circumstances…"
Ning Fengzhi's expression was bitter.
The gap between people sometimes really was greater than the gap between a person and a pig!
"After this, I will relocate the entire sect, rename it Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and join Spirit Hall."
"There's no need to rush this matter. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect should remain in the Heaven Dou Empire for now; it may still have great use in the future."
Zhu Zhuqing shook her head slightly.
If the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect left Heaven Dou Empire now, it would only stir up trouble, and war might even begin ahead of time.
There was absolutely no need for that.
"I understand the meaning of Your Highness."
Ning Fengzhi nodded slightly, his expression turning solemn.
"At this stage, is there anything you require us to do?"
"Everything as usual. Just keep it confidential."
Zhu Zhuqing paused, then continued:
"If relocation is truly necessary, ensure all movements are minimized. Do not cause unnecessary trouble."
"Understood!"
Ning Fengzhi instantly grasped her intent and nodded repeatedly.
"Please rest assured, Your Highness. I will not delay any major plans."
"Delay what?"
"Did you all forget about me?!"
Ning Rongrong climbed out from the ruins, waving her small fists as she angrily rushed over.
"Oh! My little princess, how did you end up over there?"
Gu Rong hurried over, full of concern.
"Isn't it because your battle was too intense?"
Ning Rongrong had not expected that as the sect's little princess, she would almost be killed by the aftermath of a fight within her own sect.
"Grandpa apologizes, alright?"
Gu Rong quickly coaxed her.
"I won't listen; I won't accept it!"
Ning Rongrong turned her head away.
"Unless…"
"Unless what? Just say it. Grandpa will agree to anything!"
Gu Rong continued soothing her.
"Unless you fight me too!"
Ning Rongrong puffed out her chest proudly.
"I feel incredibly strong right now!"
"I must let you see how amazing I am!"
"..."
As soon as those words fell, the entire place went silent.
Gu Rong and the other two showed awkward yet polite expressions.
Their eyes seemed to say, "You're a support with no combat power. What are you doing here?"
'As expected of the little witch~'
Zhu Zhuqing and Bai Lu, on the other hand, looked like they were enjoying a good show.
"What, do your expressions mean you think I can't do it?"
Ning Rongrong looked furious.
"Of course not!"
Gu Rong reacted first, doting on her:
"Since Rongrong wants to show herself, Grandpa will suppress his strength to Rank 43 and give you a chance."
"Yes, yes, I also want to see how much our little princess has improved recently."
Chen Xin smiled and nodded.
"Then watch carefully!"
Ning Rongrong thought about what she was about to do, her grin impossible to suppress.
'Heh, think I'm weak? I'll catch you off guard!'
"Grandpa is suppressing his strength now!"
Gu Rong stepped forward and forcibly lowered his strength to Rank 43.
"Nine Treasure turns out Glazed Light!"
Ning Rongrong summoned her pagoda, four soul rings appearing one after another.
"Rongrong, attack however you like, come!"
Gu Rong chuckled.
Even with suppressed strength, he had no concern that Ning Rongrong could threaten him.
"Alright!"
Ning Rongrong's crisp voice rang out:
"I choose you, Xiao Yue!"
"Meow—!"
A cat's cry sounded as Xiao Yue leapt out from her black soul ring.
As soul power gathered, its petite body rapidly expanded, becoming larger than a normal tiger in an instant.
It crouched low, its cold gaze fixed on Gu Rong.
The aura of a ten-thousand-year soul beast was fully revealed!
"Th-this… what is this?!"
Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin, who had been watching casually, instantly straightened up.
"Spirit Soul, a companion transformed from a contracted soul beast, retaining most of its strength from when it was alive."
Zhu Zhuqing explained calmly.
"Spirit Soul?!"
Ning Fengzhi's eyes shone with excitement as he stared intently at Xiao Yue.
It was as if he wanted to see through all its mysteries.
"Nine Treasures have names: the first is Strength, the second is Speed, the third is Enhancement, and the fourth is Attack."
All four of Ning Rongrong's soul rings lit up, and four layers of amplification were applied to Xiao Yue without hesitation.
"Meow—!"
Its aura surged explosively, its oppressive force no weaker than a thirty-thousand-year soul beast.
'This is…'
The smile on Gu Rong's face vanished instantly.
To defeat a thirty-thousand-year soul beast required at least peak Soul Emperor, even Soul Saint level strength.
Now that he was suppressed to Rank 43, how was he supposed to fight this?!
But Ning Rongrong didn't care.
She raised her hand and pointed forward.
"Xiao Yue, go!"
"Let Grandpa see the bond between us!"
"Meow!"
With a sharp cry, Xiao Yue shot forward like a shadow.
Its sharp claws, carrying a deep, eerie glow, aimed straight for Gu Rong's throat.
"Bone Spikes, Bone Armor, Bone Defense!"
Gu Rong's expression changed drastically. Unable to dodge, he braced himself, raising his defenses to the maximum.
"Clang—!"
The strike landed, instantly shattering his bone armor.
His body was sent flying uncontrollably.
"Bone Needle Formation!"
In midair, his soul ring flashed as countless bone spikes burst from the ground.
"Meow~"
A hint of mockery flashed in Xiao Yue's eyes. Its body dissolved into shadow, weaving through the bone formation.
As it closed in, a Hell Shadow Assault erupted.
"Bone Armor, Bone Defense… ah!"
Gu Rong once again raised his defenses, but under this armor-breaking strike, his already weakened defense collapsed instantly.
"Slash!"
Xiao Yue's sharp claws swept across Gu Rong's neck.
With a tearing sound, a clear blood mark appeared.
If not for Gu Rong's true physique as a defensive Titled Douluo, that strike might have already beheaded an ordinary Soul Ancestor!
"Th-this spirit soul is actually this strong?!"
Chen Xin and Ning Fengzhi were both stunned.
What they thought was merely a flashy but weak spirit soul was actually this fierce.
"It's not over, not over yet!"
Ning Rongrong bounced excitedly, shouting:
"Xiao Yue, scratch him!"
"Xiao Yue, bite him!"
"Xiao Yue, ram him!"
"Meow! Meow! Meow…"
Amid the constant cries, Gu Rong was beaten back step by step. Even his already sparse hair was torn away.
"I surrender! I surrender!"
Beaten like a drenched dog, Gu Rong finally couldn't take it anymore.
Seeing his clothes nearly reduced to rags, he decisively burst out his soul power to push Xiao Yue back and raised his hand in surrender.
"Our little princess is too amazing; I can't beat you!"
"Next time let Old Swordsmen be your sparring partner. These old bones of mine can't handle this anymore."
The injuries weren't severe, but the embarrassment was real.
Win, and Rongrong wouldn't be happy. Lose, and it was downright humiliating.
"Yay! I won!"
Ning Rongrong cheered, hugging Xiao Yue and lifting her chin proudly.
"Dad, Grandpa, see? I told you I'm strong!"
"Rongrong, apologize to Uncle Bone!"
Ning Fengzhi's stern voice cut in.
He looked serious.
"Uncle Bone treats you so well. How could you be so heavy-handed just now?"
"I'm sorry, Grandpa Bone; Rongrong was wrong!"
Without hesitation, Ning Rongrong dropped to her knees and slid forward, tears forming at the corners of her eyes.
The smoothness of the motion made it obvious she was a seasoned kneeler.
"Pfft!"
Even Zhu Zhuqing, usually so cold, couldn't hold back at this scene.
Girl… Why are you so skilled at this?
Bai Lu, watching from within her spiritual sea, also couldn't hold it in:
"Little Kitty, you really need to ask her how many times she's practiced that move to get this proficient."
"Okay!"
Zhu Zhuqing nodded with a smile.
"Fengzhi, how can you say that about Rongrong?"
Gu Rong lovingly helped Ning Rongrong up and rubbed her head.
"It's fine. Grandpa is just too weak and couldn't beat you. It's not your fault."
"Uncle Bone, you spoil Rongrong too much."
Ning Fengzhi shook his head helplessly.
"Rongrong is truly impressive. Her martial soul evolved, and she even has such a powerful spirit soul."
Chen Xin stepped forward and smiled.
"In the future, even without us, she should be able to protect herself."
"Come on, this is all thanks to Your Highness."
"Without Your Highness, there would be no Rongrong today."
Ning Fengzhi cautiously probed:
"May I ask, can others also obtain this spirit soul?"
"Of course, but the secret method still requires refinement."
Zhu Zhuqing replied calmly:
"Once perfected, I will spread it across the world through Spirit Hall."
According to Bai Lu's vision, a complete spirit soul system required more than contracts, consumption, and soul ring condensation… there was something even more important: [Inheritance].
Why did soul beasts still go extinct after the spirit soul method appeared?
Simply put, the system was incomplete. Supply could not meet demand.
How many dying soul beasts, heavily injured and nearing their end, could there be?
How could that possibly satisfy all soul masters?
If demand couldn't be met, people would inevitably choose to hunt soul beasts.
Thus, inheritance was crucial.
As for how to pass it down?
Simple. Treat the spirit soul as a pet, preserve it with secret methods or soul tools, and pass it on to the next target.
In this way, when a person dies, the spirit soul remains, passed down generation after generation.
Only when the flame of the soul extinguishes would the spirit soul truly perish.
By living thousands or even tens of thousands of years in this form, soul beasts would naturally be more willing to become spirit souls.
Furthermore, if more advanced artificial soul rings could be developed in advance, the probability of soul beast extinction would be greatly reduced!
"The Saintess's vision… I cannot compare."
Ning Fengzhi was deeply astonished.
The value of such a method was no less than the Clear Sky Sect's Great Sumeru Hammer!
With this alone, one could establish an entirely new beast-taming sect.
Yet Zhu Zhuqing had no intention of keeping it to herself!
"The saintess is wise!"
Chen Xin and Gu Rong were also sincerely convinced.
"Zhuqing, you're awesome!"
Ning Rongrong's eyes sparkled with admiration and pride.
Look! This is my best sister!
Can anyone else do this?
"I wonder if the Saintess has any urgent business to attend to."
"If you don't mind, you could stay in our sect for a while and let Rongrong learn more from you."
Ning Fengzhi seized the opportunity.
Seeing how close his daughter was with the Saintess, he naturally had to follow up.
"I don't have anything urgent for now."
Zhu Zhuqing shook her head slightly.
"In that case, let Rongrong accompany you to tour Seven Treasure City. It would also allow us to show proper hospitality."
Ning Fengzhi pressed while the moment was right.
Ning Rongrong's eyes instantly lit up.
"Yeah, Zhuqing! Since you're here, I'll take you around. It's really fun!"
"Bai Lu, what do you think? Should we stay here for two days?"
Zhu Zhuqing hesitated.
She originally wanted to return to cultivation, but Ning Rongrong was already clinging to her leg like a koala.
After thinking it over, why not ask the all-powerful Mr. Tiger?
"Stay for two days if you want. Chrysanthemum Douluo is still at Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well tending the immortal herbs."
"Treat it as a short break. Little Kitty, don't push yourself too hard."
"I already have plans for you afterward."
With that, Bai Lu pulled Zhu Zhuqing into the spiritual sea and gently held her.
"Don't forget, you still have me."
"Stop moving!"
The girl pushed weakly.
Bai Lu raised an eyebrow.
"Then you move?"
"Hmph!"
She rolled her eyes beautifully and wrapped her arms around his neck.
Within the spiritual sea, waves surged and emotions stirred.
But in reality, Zhu Zhuqing only seemed distracted for a moment.
When she came back to her senses, a faint blush appeared on her face.
"Alright, I'll stay here for two days."
"Yay!"
Ning Rongrong jumped in excitement.
"Don't worry, even if it's just two days, I'll still supervise your training properly."
"No! No!! No!!!"
Overjoy quickly turned into sorrow as Ning Rongrong let out a 'tragic' scream.
End of Chapter
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