Because the scene of absorbing the Qi Luo Yujinxiang just now was still vivid in her mind, Ning Rongrong naturally couldn't absorb it here.
So she returned to the sect with Bone Douluo, while Sword Douluo prepared to take Ning Fengzhi, who had absorbed the xiancao and broken through level eighty, to obtain his eighth hunhuan.
Returning to the sect—
Ning Rongrong held the two grass leaves, her brows slightly furrowed. Why did she feel these two leaves were unstable, as if they were about to explode?
But thinking of Ning Fengzhi's instructions, Ning Rongrong now had to eat them. She couldn't disappoint her father's good intentions.
She swallowed the two leaf fragments containing unstable medicinal power.
As a surge of heat rose in her abdomen, Ning Rongrong immediately felt as though her body was about to be torn apart, veins bulging all over.
Although other xiancao had been force-ripened and were not suitable for consumption, their medicinal power infused with divine power was still stable. Even if eaten, they would only shorten lifespan by a dozen years and damage the body slightly — not fatal.
But this Qi Luo Yujinxiang had been dismantled. While the main flower's medicinal power dispersed, these two leaves were violently torn apart by Tang San's soul power.
This made the medicinal power inside extremely violent — like a ticking bomb. After Ning Rongrong swallowed it, she would either die or be crippled.
With her continuous struggle, the violent pain made her want to faint but she couldn't.
After a period of time, Ning Rongrong gradually became somewhat dazed, muttering constantly: "Rongrong, you can do it, you can do it…"
She never had her own opinion. Spoiled in Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, not taught by Ning Fengzhi, then brainwashed in Shrek Academy — stubborn and foolish, insisting on proving herself in a shabby academy in the middle of nowhere.
If she really wanted to prove herself, which advanced academy wouldn't take her? No need to endure Shrek's three headmasters' faces. Enter the Continental Soul Master Tournament and win honors — that's proof.
Instead, due to PUA, she integrated step by step into Shrek, losing her "little witch" personality, becoming a background character like Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu.
She was also heartless — even when Sword and Bone Douluo died protecting her, she didn't even collect their bodies; it was the "old fox" who did.
After Ning Rongrong, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had no more Titled Douluo. They survived only relying on the remnants of divine power.
Otherwise the sect would be truly endangered.
One could only say Ning Rongrong was foolish — brainlessly foolish, and stubborn. But truly, there were few smart people in Douluo Continent; most had some love-brain tendencies.
No one knew how long passed when Ning Rongrong felt her heart burning like fire. She spat blood, and her wuhun appeared.
Holding on to consciousness, she looked up and saw her Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda transferring all the medicinal power into the tower.
Soon, crisp cracking sounds echoed—
Crack!
Finally, with a shattering sound, Ning Rongrong felt a thump in her chest, and she watched as her Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's seventh layer exploded.
The original seventh-floor pagoda tip shattered into pieces, colorful fragments scattering to the ground, some falling on her body.
Ning Rongrong stared at the shattered Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda — no, the Six Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda — stunned, even forgetting the pain in her heart.
Picking up the multicolored fragments, her voice became hoarse, lips pale and dry as she murmured:
"Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda… shattered…"
Her expression turned manic. She crazily picked up fragments, trying to piece them together.
But the fragments disappeared after losing soul power.
"How… how could this be? Wasn't it supposed to evolve the wuhun?"
Realizing reality, Ning Rongrong collapsed, breathing heavily like she'd been deceived.
"Tang San… it must be Tang San who lied to me…"
Just as she tried to stand, she failed to draw breath—
Pff!
Blood spurted. Her vision darkened. She fainted.
Bone Douluo, who was outside, heard movement. After shouting and receiving no response, he immediately sensed danger.
Breaking open the door, he saw the bloodstains, her soaked pale blue dress, and the unconscious Ning Rongrong.
"Rongrong!"
Bone Douluo desperately rushed her to the sect's healing elders.
By dusk—
Ning Fengzhi, still basking in the joy of becoming Contra, heard the news that Ning Rongrong failed to refine the xiancao and her foundation was damaged.
His mood instantly collapsed. He hurried to her recovery room.
"Rongrong, what happened?"
To him, the medicinal power in that plant was not even half of the one he consumed. How could she fail?
Unbelievable. Outrageous. And the most infuriating — she was a level-nine innate soul power genius.
In the future, the sect would lose a potential level-79 Soul Saint, maybe even a Contra.
Fortunately for him, she didn't die. As long as she lived, whether staying in the sect or marrying into another clan, she could still contribute.
Rongrong would understand — the clan raised her for years; now, with her foundation damaged, it was time to arrange her marriage.
If it were before, he wouldn't think this way. But Ning Rongrong had been too attached to Shrek. He felt uneasy — better to settle her early.
So Ning Fengzhi took Sword and Bone Douluo to discuss her marriage.
"What? Fengzhi, are you crazy? Rongrong is only fourteen! What do you mean marry her off now?"
Bone Douluo was the first to disagree. Rongrong was just fourteen — how could she be married off?
And though naughty, she was sensible in important matters. Even he could see she was building ties between Shrek and the sect.
Despite Shrek being weak, it had many geniuses. She invested ten million gold soul coins in Shrek and brought back several innate level-six geniuses and an innate level-seven commoner.
Future core strength. The level-seven one could reach Contra. A semi-high-end force.
And that would make Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect Shrek's investor, gaining future talent pipelines. If he could see it, how could Ning Fengzhi not?
"I understand, but Rongrong's foundation is damaged; she will eventually marry. I'll find a good match for her."
Ning Fengzhi said calmly, adding, "I will ask Rongrong's opinion. If she disagrees, then it will be dropped."
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