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After escorting Xiao Lin and the others to a small town near the Far North, Gu Rong couldn't help but return to Ning Fengzhi to complain.
"That brat! How could he look down on my Rongrong!"
Gu Rong was clearly irritated; his grey beard seemed to defy gravity, bristling with indignation.
"I never said that, Grandpa Bone!"
Ning Rongrong's delicate face scrunched up, her brows furrowing.
This whole situation was just too embarrassing.
She thought to herself: Sooner or later, I'll win Xiao Lin over on my own. Why do they have to force things like this?
She even felt that Ning Fengzhi had been a bit too meddlesome just now.
It was mortifying.
Did they really think that during their time at the academy, Xiao Lin could find a girl more outstanding than her? She had the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!
Did they not understand the sheer value of the future's strongest support?
"Alright, we'll leave it to Rongrong from now on," Ning Fengzhi said.
He saw the situation clearly; Ning Rongrong looked as if she wanted to keep her eyes glued to Xiao Lin at all times.
While that might be a slight exaggeration, it wasn't far from the truth.
How could Ning Fengzhi not know his own precious daughter? Because of her immense talent, her standards were sky-high.
Now that her Martial Soul had evolved into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, who else could she possibly settle for? If she didn't end up with Xiao Lin, she might actually end up alone for the rest of her life.
That simply wouldn't do.
Now that the sect was renamed after the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, if the lineage were to break... Ning Fengzhi didn't dare think further.
"Rongrong, when you pursue Xiao Lin in the future, don't worry about spending money. The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will always be your shield."
Without hesitation, Ning Fengzhi began sharing all the tricks his own father had taught him about wooing girls.
After all, their family had money to burn.
Combined with Ning Rongrong's beauty, a girl chasing a boy should be a simple matter, right?
"Dad!"
Hearing Ning Fengzhi teach her such things, Ning Rongrong stamped her foot in embarrassment.
"Alright, alright, enough of that." Ning Fengzhi laughed, then turned his gaze toward Gu Rong.
"Uncle Gu, although Xiao Lin didn't specify the exact location of the Nine-Colored Flower soul beast, he provided plenty of clues."
"Understood. An eight-thousand-year cultivation level might not necessarily be in the Mixed Zone, but Xiao Lin mentioned there are many soul beasts protecting the Nine-Colored Flower. These guardians must be even stronger than the flower itself."
"Which means it's likely in the Mixed Zone, near the border of the Core Zone," Gu Rong added with a faint smile.
He opened a spatial tunnel. From the other side of the shimmering rift, the occasional roar of powerful soul beasts echoed through.
"Rongrong, even though the Nine-Colored Flower is a plant-type soul beast, the pressure it exerts won't be small. How far have you progressed with your Distraction Control?" Ning Fengzhi asked with concern.
"I reached the Three-Aperture Constant Heart long ago."
Ning Rongrong puffed out her cheeks.
She hadn't been slacking off at all.
Compared to her counterpart in the original timeline, the Ning Rongrong of this world worked significantly harder.
With the pressure of a Limit Soul Ring, stricter requirements from Ning Fengzhi, the vast resources of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and medicinal baths from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect... her progress was undeniable.
"Good. Then let's head out. The time it takes to find the Nine-Colored Flower should be enough for Rongrong to reach Rank 40."
As Ning Fengzhi finished speaking, Gu Rong led the group into the portal, vanishing instantly.
Such methods were truly worthy of the most mysterious and unpredictable Titled Douluo.
On the other side, in the Far North, within the Snow Spirit Province.
Aurora Town.
This town was situated on the very edge of the Far North, positioned further north than almost any other settlement. Currently, Xiao Lin and his four companions stepped onto the unique permafrost of Aurora Town.
Looking up at the sky, they could see the magnificent curtains of the Aurora Borealis.
Their timing was perfect; it was currently the season of the "Midnight Sun," where daylight lasted much longer. Had they arrived any later, they might have faced the "Polar Night," where darkness reigns for months on end.
Despite the five of them wearing the thick clothing prepared for the Far North, the icy wind blowing against their faces still felt like the sharp sting of a blade.
Under the biting cold of this weather, the group had no choice but to use their soul power to protect themselves.
"Xiao Lin, where are we?"
Seeing such an unfamiliar environment, Shi Mo immediately questioned the smartest member of the five-person team.
"I'm not sure, but if we want to hunt for soul rings, we'll need to consult local hunters or soul hunting squads."
As the captain, Xiao Lin ordered everyone to go out and scout for information, reconvening in two hours at their current spot.
Tang Ni went solo, the Shi brothers formed a duo, and Xiao Lin paired up with Ye Lingling.
The three groups headed toward different bars in Aurora Town. In places like the Far North, bars where Soul Masters drank to stay warm and bragged to one another were often the richest sources of intelligence.
After the teams split up, Xiao Lin and Ye Lingling walked toward the last bar on the street.
"Frozen Ice Bar!"
Xiao Lin watched the constant stream of people entering and leaving.
Even standing five meters away from the entrance, he could hear the cacophony inside. Occasionally, when the doors swung open, he could catch a glimpse of the crowded, bustling interior.
"Classmate Ye Lingling, there are a lot of people here. Someone as beautiful as you will certainly be in danger. Stay close to me and hold onto my hem; I'll use my soul power to protect you."
In his past life, Xiao Lin had never been to a bar—at least, not a bar like this.
In this life, he was actually going to enter such a chaotic establishment. Initially, he was reluctant, but there was no helping it; one couldn't let a small obstacle block the entire path.
At Xiao Lin's words, Ye Lingling's pretty face flushed red beneath her veil.
She reached out and grasped the edge of his clothes.
"Mhm," she whispered, her voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz.
Feeling her movement, Xiao Lin immediately circulated his Vajra Imperishable Divine Skill and walked toward the Ice Ly Bar. Within moments, his surging soul power enveloped Ye Lingling.
Ye Lingling's face grew even redder.
What domineering soul power!
Feeling Xiao Lin's energy actually suppressing her own soul power, she couldn't help but marvel inwardly.
Beyond that, she felt an immense sense of security.
It felt as if, with Xiao Lin's power around her, she didn't need to worry about getting hurt at all—even the biting cold had vanished from her body.
"Hahaha! You idiot, your son was definitely eaten by a soul beast in the Far North!"
"Exactly! It's been this long, how could he possibly still be alive!"
...
"Impossible! My son is very cautious; he only ever joins safe soul hunting missions. How could he be eaten by a soul beast?"
"If he were eaten, how could you people still be alive?"
Just as Xiao Lin entered the bar, he heard several members of a soul hunting squad harassing a middle-aged man with salt-and-pepper hair.
The man looked resolute, refusing to believe the words of the hunters.
"Bullshit! I'm powerful as hell, and you dare curse me?"
Hearing the middle-aged man's retort, a burly man leading the group suddenly exploded in rage. He grabbed a wine bottle and stomped toward the man.
The scar on the burly man's face twisted, making him look terrifying. The middle-aged man retreated in fear, but many of the other hunters—looking for entertainment—blocked his path, surrounding him.
In a place like the Far North, no one knew whether tomorrow or a freak accident would come first. The middle-aged man's words had undoubtedly provoked the crowd's anger, so they hemmed him in, eager to watch the "fun."
Xiao Lin watched the scene unfold.
No matter how warm-hearted he might be, he saw no reason to interfere in this matter just yet.
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