Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, one
on each side, passed Ning Fengzhi and hurried towards their beloved little princess.
Ning Rongrong's blue eyes were also brimming with tears.
This was the first time she had been away from home alone for so long.
Her eyes swept over the two Title Douluos.
After a moment's hesitation, she kicked off and threw herself into Sword Douluo's arms.
"Grandpa Sword, I missed you so much!"
Hearing her words, Sword Douluo was overjoyed and quickly hugged her tenderly, ruffling her hair.
He didn't forget to give Bone Douluo a provocative look.
Bone Douluo immediately frowned.
Ning Fengzhi paused, quietly lowering his half-open arms, a hint of helplessness on his face.
Sword Douluo smiled triumphantly: "Good girl, you're finally back! Grandpa Sword missed you too!"
Ning Rongrong looked up.
"Really?"
"Of course it's true! I miss her terribly!"
Sword Douluo answered without hesitation.
A sly glint flashed in Ning Rongrong's eyes as she smiled at her two grandfathers.
No one knows a daughter better than her father, and Ning Fengzhi, standing nearby, felt a sense of foreboding.
The little devil was up to her tricks again!
Sure enough, Ning Rongrong's next words made the atmosphere in the hall thick with tension.
Blinking her clear, large eyes, Ning Rongrong innocently asked, "Then, Grandpa Sword and Grandpa Bone, who misses Rongrong more?"
"Of course, Grandpa Sword misses you more than Grandpa Bone,"
Sword Douluo replied quickly, his face serious, glancing triumphantly at Bone Douluo.
"You're talking nonsense! It's clearly me who misses you more!"
Bone Douluo, a beat slower, could no longer tolerate it. His
over two-meter-tall, broad frame, withered body, and hoarse voice made him look somewhat terrifying.
Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing, who had already entered the council hall, couldn't help but hide behind Ye Qiu,
curiously watching the family's conversation.
Ye Qiu stood awkwardly to the side, not daring to speak at this moment and provoke the two of them.
"You're the one talking nonsense!"
Sword Douluo retorted, not to be outdone, and shouted at him.
"If I hadn't thought a little more than you, why would Rongrong have rushed into my arms as soon as she got back? Why didn't she go to you?"
After saying that, Sword Douluo hugged his little princess like a treasure, praising her:
"Rongrong is so clever. She knows who misses her the most!"
"You!" Bone Douluo's eyes widened, and he didn't know how to retort for a moment.
"Hey, what? You're not convinced? Come on, let's find a place to fight one-on-one, I'll loosen up your old bones for you!"
Sword Douluo raised his sword-like eyebrows, looking at his balding old friend with amusement.
"Fight then! Come on! We'll find a place. Do you think I'm afraid of you?" Bone Douluo puffed out his chest, glaring fearlessly at his opponent.
Tension was high between the two, and Ning Fengzhi helplessly watched these two pillars of their sects.
"Alright, alright. Uncle Sword, Uncle Bone, you've been fighting your whole lives. Rongrong just got back today, let's call it quits. Besides, there are juniors here; let's avoid making a fool of ourselves!"
Hearing Ning Fengzhi's words, the two Douluos, Sword and Bone, finally noticed Ye Qiu and the other two standing nearby.
"Hmph!"
The two exchanged a glance, almost simultaneously letting out a cold snort, turning their faces away, refusing to look at each other, their eyes fixed on Ning Rongrong.
"Haha." Ning Rongrong giggled, her eyes narrowing.
Zhu Zhuqing, seeing Ning Rongrong being so pampered, felt incredibly envious and lowered her head, a hint of disappointment in her pale purple eyes.
Ye Qiu quietly took her hand, gently scratching her palm twice, and smiled tenderly at her.
On the other side, Ning Rongrong was about to say something more when she was interrupted by Ning Fengzhi, who was still somewhat frightened.
He inwardly cursed her. "No wonder she's a little devil; she's causing trouble as soon as she gets back. "
He couldn't help but glare at her and call out to her.
"Rongrong, don't talk nonsense!"
Ning Rongrong made a face at him. With Jian and Gu as her backers, she wasn't afraid of her father at all.
Her little devil personality was mostly due to the two Douluo spoiling her.
She gave her father a cold snort.
"What nonsense am I talking? You don't even miss me, but you won't let your two grandfathers miss me?" "
She came all this way back, and hasn't even entered the door yet, and you were already yelling at her!"
Ning Fengzhi smiled wryly.
"We were discussing important matters! I didn't even know my precious daughter was back!"
He knew that when his daughter got into trouble, she was the type to act without waiting for results.
That was somewhat like him.
"How about this! Dad will give you some gifts as an apology!"
His tried-and-true tactic failed this time.
"Hmph! Let it go this time, Rongrong's in a good mood!"
Ning Rongrong turned her head away, leaving Sword Douluo's embrace, and took Bone Douluo's large hand.
To Ning Fengzhi's surprise, Ning Rongrong actually began to comfort the still somewhat angry Bone Douluo.
"Grandpa Bone, don't keep that long face!"
"I know you miss Rongrong too, but who told Grandpa Bone to have such a big frame, haha. It'll hurt a lot if Rongrong bumps into him!"
Hearing this, Bone Douluo's face showed some surprise, and his expression softened.
He glanced at Sword Douluo with a smug look.
"I knew it! How could Rongrong think Grandpa Bone misses you less!"
"Hmph! Don't take comforting words seriously." Sword Douluo flicked his sleeve unhappily.
"Alright, alright, both grandpas, calm down. Let me introduce you to my good sisters!"
Ning Rongrong's rare attempt to smooth things over surprised the two Douluos.
They exchanged a glance, a hint of astonishment flashing in their eyes.
Why isn't this little princess asking for gifts anymore?!
Ning Fengzhi nodded happily; his daughter had finally matured a bit.
Otherwise, he would always have to go through all this trouble.
Seeing that Sword Douluo and the others had calmed down, Ye Qiu cupped his hands in greeting.
"Ye Qiu greets Sect Master Ning and the two seniors!"
"Ye Qiu, why are you being so formal?"
Ning Rongrong slapped Ye Qiu's hand away, pouting slightly, somewhat dissatisfied.
"Uh, isn't this basic politeness?" Ye Qiu chuckled awkwardly, giving the three people in front of him an apologetic smile.
"Alright, Ye Qiu! Rongrong is right, you've been staying here for quite a while now, we don't need to be so formal!"
Ning Fengzhi smiled elegantly, speaking in a very amiable manner.
A quick glance behind him revealed that his special soul skill couldn't see through the cultivation levels of the two girls behind him.
He couldn't help but feel intrigued.
"Boy, long time no see. Your cultivation has improved quite a bit!" Sword Douluo glanced at Ye Qiu. Although he couldn't see Ye Qiu's cultivation level, he could still glean a lot from his spirit and energy.
"Hmm, I've managed to break through a few levels by chance."
Hearing Ye Qiu's reply, Sword Douluo raised an eyebrow, somewhat speechless.
"Haha. Just say what you want to say, why make this swordsman uncomfortable!"
Bone Douluo laughed gleefully.
Ye Qiu understood and knew there was no need to hide anything.
"I just broke through to level thirty-five yesterday."
"Level thirty-five?!" Ning Fengzhi was shocked. "Ye Qiu, you really are a prodigy! Not even thirteen years old, and you already have such cultivation!"
Sword and Bone Douluos were also somewhat surprised and nodded approvingly.
Indeed
, he was a prodigy! "Hehe, of course!" Ning Rongrong hugged Ye Qiu's arm, her face full of joy. After all, he was her man!
"But compared to Ye Qiu, my two sisters are even more impressive!"
Ning Rongrong smiled smugly, gently pushing Ye Qiu aside.
She squeezed between Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing, taking their hands in hers.
The gazes of Sword and Bone Douluos shifted accordingly.
Noticing Ning Fengzhi and the others' stares,
Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing became somewhat reserved, flustered.
"Oh? I wonder what's so special about these two young ladies?"
Ning Fengzhi looked at them curiously.
"Hehe... I'll surprise you when I tell you!" "
Alright, little girl, stop being so mysterious! Tell us quickly." Bone Douluo was also intrigued; they were all seasoned veterans.
They wondered what else could surprise them.
"Okay!"
Ning Rongrong first took Xiao Wu's hand.
"This is Xiao Wu, her martial soul is the Soft Bone Rabbit, and she's also a Battle Soul Venerable under thirteen years old, and her level is even higher than Ye Qiu's, currently level thirty-eight!"
"Level thirty-eight?!" Ning Fengzhi and the others were shocked, looking at Xiao Wu in astonishment.
Before they could fully process what was happening,
Ning Rongrong raised Zhu Zhuqing's hand again.
"This is Zhu Zhuqing, her martial soul is the Netherworld Cat! She has the highest cultivation level among us, already at level thirty-nine. Don't let her good looks fool you, she's actually not even twelve yet!"
"Not even twelve years old, level thirty-nine?!"
Ning Fengzhi and the other two exclaimed in unison.
They were utterly shocked. Didn't this mean that this was a twelve-year-old Soul Master?!
Such a genius, they had never seen anything like it before!
"Rongrong~!"
Zhu Zhuqing looked at Ning Rongrong, who was about to pinch her waist, with a hint of embarrassment and annoyance.
"Haha... I couldn't help it!" Ning Rongrong chuckled apologetically.
Ye Qiu, standing to the side, couldn't help but roll her eyes at her.
Zhu Zhuqing composed herself and bowed to Ning Fengzhi and the others who were still staring at her.
"Junior Zhu Zhuqing greets Sect Master Ning and the two Douluo Historians!"
Xiao Wu hadn't experienced these things before, but she followed suit.
"Junior Xiao Wu greets Sect Master Ning and the two Douluo Your Excellencies!"
The three slowly came to their senses,
looking at Ye Qiu and his companions with strange expressions.
Being experienced and shrewd, they could naturally see that the relationship between Xiao Wu and the other two girls and Ye Qiu was extraordinary.
They couldn't help but wonder where Ye Qiu had attracted so many talented and beautiful girls.
Aside from Xiao Lan, Dugu Yan was also quite remarkable.
Now, Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing were even more outstanding, each beyond the description of mere genius.
Their own little princess suddenly seemed somewhat lacking in comparison.
Immediately, Sword and Bone Douluo frowned,
staring at Ye Qiu with some hostility.
They already knew about Ning Rongrong and Ye Qiu's affair, but because of Ning Fengzhi's approval and intervention, they hadn't made things too difficult for this young man.
Unexpectedly, after going out, he had brought back two more exceptionally talented girls.
It seemed that Rongrong had already begun to mingle with them, calling them sisters and sharing a husband!
How could this be allowed?!
Rongrong was the future hope of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!
The sect leaders of the three upper sects sharing a husband—it sounds incredibly strange!
Ning Fengzhi, the father, however, remained remarkably calm.
"Since you are Rongrong's good friends, there's no need for such formalities. From now on, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is Rongrong's home, and also your home!"
"Thank you, Sect Leader Ning!"
Zhu Zhuqing straightened up, her face expressionless.
Xiao Wu, on the other hand, seemed very happy.
Ye Qiu, standing to the side, couldn't help but want to cover his head.
This silly rabbit was really naive, mostly taking people's polite words seriously.
If they were to become a family, it would only be after Ye Qiu married Ning Rongrong...
Suddenly, Ye Qiu felt two hostile gazes directed at him.
The helplessness on his face froze instantly.
He forced a smile and smiled at Sword and Bone Douluo.
"Grandpa Sword, Grandpa Bone, what are you doing?!" Ning Rongrong stood fiercely in front of Ye Qiu, her eyebrows raised, glaring back at the two.
"Rongrong... this kid..."
"Alright, Uncle Sword, Uncle Bone! I've already told you about these things, so don't make things difficult for Ye Qiu anymore!"
Sword Douluo was about to advise Ning Rongrong when Ning Fengzhi interrupted him.
He frowned, looking at Ning Fengzhi with confusion.
He didn't understand why the usually shrewd and steady Ning Fengzhi always sided with Ye Qiu when faced with his problems.
Even Rongrong and Ye Qiu's relationship was like this, left to their own devices.
Now, even if he wanted to do something, it was too late!
He couldn't afford to embarrass Ning Fengzhi, the sect leader, in front of the younger generation, so he had to give up.
"Xiao Qiu~" Xiao Wu reacted at this moment, running back to Ye Qiu's side and standing behind him.
Zhu Zhuqing did the same.
Just as the two Douluo's gazes passed, Ning Fengzhi cast a meaningful glance his way.
He looked at Zhu Zhuqing, then at Ye Qiu, and
said something that left Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu completely bewildered.
"Ye Qiu, I didn't expect you to be so shrewd! Do you know her identity?"
Ye Qiu was stunned for a moment, then immediately understood.
As the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Ning Fengzhi could naturally know Zhu Zhuqing's background from her surname, martial soul, and other information.
Moreover, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's intelligence work was unparalleled.
"I know!" Ye Qiu nodded calmly.
"Dad, do you know Zhu Qing's background?" Ning Rongrong looked at him curiously.
"Hehe. It's not a secret. If you played less, you'd know too!"
As a renowned family in the Star Luo Empire, the Zhu family's inherited martial soul was naturally no secret.
Looking at Ye Qiu's confident demeanor, Ning Fengzhi was somewhat surprised.
"It seems my worries were unnecessary! If you can handle it, that's best. If there's any trouble, we can certainly help!"
"Then thank you very much, Sect Master Ning!"
As soon as Ye Qiu finished speaking, Zhu Zhuqing's voice followed.
"Thank you for your kindness, Sect Master Ning. Zhuqing thanks you again!"
Although she wanted to handle some things herself, an extra layer of protection was always good.
"It's alright. Putting aside your relationship with Rongrong, the talent of all of you is enough for us to win you over!"
Ning Fengzhi directly stated his position, which added a touch of sincerity to his words.
Zhu Zhuqing fell silent, looking at Ye Qiu's profile, Ning Rongrong, and Xiao Wu.
She immediately decided to find a time to confess to her sisters as soon as possible.
"Xiao Qiu, what are you talking about?" Xiao Wu was initially startled, thinking her identity had been exposed.
"Nothing, you'll all know in time!" Ye Qiu squeezed her little hand.
At the same time, she was a little puzzled by Ning Fengzhi's attitude.
She had almost introduced all her girlfriends to him.
Yet he still didn't seem to object to her and Rongrong's relationship. This was really strange!
Ning Fengzhi was unaware of Ye Qiu's curiosity.
Instead, he smiled at his daughter.
He opened his arms and said, "Alright, Rongrong, you've finished introducing yourself, right? Come here, let Daddy take a good look. Daddy has missed you terribly!"
"Really?" Ning Rongrong took three steps in two to stand in front of her father, her little hands behind her back, smiling.
Ning Fengzhi reached out to hug his daughter without making a sound.
Unexpectedly, Ning Rongrong turned around, her feet blurring as she easily dodged his embrace.
Ning Fengzhi's eyes narrowed instantly upon failing to catch his daughter.
He looked at Ning Rongrong with some surprise.
Although he was a support-type Soul Master, his Soul Power was over seventy levels, and his physical attributes were also excellent.
Ning Rongrong inherited his Martial Soul, which was also support-type. Even though he had only casually tried to hug her, her speed was not slow. He hadn't expected
his daughter to dodge so easily. At the same time, he noticed the subtle and intricate footwork his daughter was using.
Not only Ning Fengzhi was surprised, but Jian and Gu also exchanged surprised glances.
Due to the special nature of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, even a Title Douluo couldn't discern Ning Rongrong's Soul Power level.
Ning Fengzhi's heart stirred, and he glanced at Ye Qiu without leaving a trace.
Then he asked his daughter
, "Rongrong, what level is your Soul Power now?"
"Hehe, Daddy, guess! If you guess right, I'll let you hug me!"
Ning Rongrong smiled mysteriously, using her Ghost Shadow Steps to create distance between herself and Ning Fengzhi and the others.
Although it was only a half-baked Ghostly Shadows technique, it still dazzled Ning Fengzhi and the others.
Ning Fengzhi smiled wryly; he seemed to have lost control of his daughter's speed.
He could only ponder for a moment.
"Daddy guesses you've already broken through! You're level 28 now!"
"No, wait!" Ning Rongrong suppressed a laugh and shook her head slightly.
"No? Are you already level 29?"
He knew his daughter quite well; from childhood, Ning Rongrong hated cultivation the most.
Although she had exceptional talent, she was always forced to practice for a while, and only in exchange for various benefits.
This situation only improved after she met Ye Qiu.
She had only been away from home for a month, and reaching level 29 was already an overestimation.
"No, no!" Ning Rongrong shook her head vigorously.
Ning Fengzhi frowned: "Still not right? Then what level are you? Are you still the same as when you left? Level 27?"
"You stinky dad, the more you talk, the worse you seem! Your daughter isn't that bad!"
Ning Rongrong pouted unhappily, taking small steps to Ye Qiu's side and leaning against him.
She didn't want Ning Fengzhi to guess anymore.
Proudly hugging Ye Qiu's arm, she smugly laughed, as if she didn't recognize her own family.
"Sect Master Ning~ My aptitude is much better than yours. I haven't been slacking off this past month, my cultivation hasn't increased much, just a measly nine levels!"
Hearing her address to her father, Ye Qiu, Xiao Wu, and Zhu Zhuqing were somewhat amused and exasperated.
This girl was really audacious.
"You little brat, how dare you spout such nonsense at such a low level... Wait!"
Ning Fengzhi's expression first darkened, but when he realized Ning Rongrong was referring to level nine, his face immediately showed disbelief.
"Wait, Rongrong! What did you say?"
Ning Rongrong blinked her big eyes, looking innocently at her father.
"I said level nine! It's a bit low, still quite a bit behind Xiaowu and Zhuqing!"
After confirming again, Ning Fengzhi's voice changed slightly.
"Level nine? You left at level twenty-seven, so that means you're level thirty-six now? You're not lying to me, are you?"
"Stinky dad, although I used to be a little mischievous, I never lied! If you don't believe me, then let your two grandpas check!"
A little mischievous? Ye Qiu couldn't help but roll his eyes
. Zhu Zhuqing also looked at her with disbelief.
Some of her words and actions couldn't be described as mischievous at all. They were simply shameless!
Ning Rongrong pouted and glared at Ye Qiu.
As she spoke, she ran to Bone Douluo and stretched out her little hand.
Sword Douluo also came over, trying to intercept the little hand.
Bone Douluo glared at him, and with quick eyes and hands, grabbed Ning Rongrong's hand.
He had clearly heard the conversation between Ning Fengzhi and his daughter.
Both he and Sword Master were somewhat skeptical, but they didn't show it.
A moment later, Bone Douluo's face was filled with astonishment.
"Old Bone, how is it?"
Hearing Sword Douluo's urging, Bone Douluo nodded to Ning Fengzhi: "Fengzhi, it's true! Rongrong's soul power is indeed level thirty-six!"
"What?! This is unbelievable!" Sword Douluo's expression was even more interesting than when he heard Zhu Zhuqing's level was thirty-nine. "I've never heard of anyone increasing their soul power by nine levels in a month!"
Ning Fengzhi nodded in agreement.
Even Tang Hao, who was once hailed as the youngest Title Douluo, couldn't do it!
"Could it be that our Rongrong is truly a genius? Or is there something special about Shrek Academy?"
Bone Douluo looked at Zhu Zhuqing and the others, speculating.
Ning Rongrong wasn't surprised that Bone Douluo and the others knew her whereabouts.
She was the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, the apple of her grandfathers' and father's eye; they certainly wouldn't trust her to go out alone.
Ning Fengzhi's expression turned suspicious and uncertain.
He and the two Title Douluos before him knew all too well the cultivation process of Soul Masters.
A Soul Master who wanted to improve their cultivation had to take it one step at a time; being too hasty could ruin their future or even endanger their life.
There were also some unorthodox cultivation methods in the Soul Master world.
For example, methods that used one's own life force as a price to gain a faster cultivation speed.
If that were the case…
Thinking of this, a hint of solemnity and killing intent appeared in Ning Fengzhi's eyes. The
white-haired, youthful-looking Sword Douluo had obviously also considered this possibility, and his face immediately darkened!
"Sect Master Ning, Senior Sword Douluo, rest assured, Rongrong's improvement will not be a problem!"
Seeing the two's changed expressions, Ye Qiu quickly stepped forward to explain.
"Ye Qiu is right, I've checked, Rongrong's soul power is much stronger than before!"
He had the same concern, so Bone Douluo had thoroughly examined her with his soul power.
"Dad, don't worry, Shrek Academy doesn't have that kind of ability. It's all thanks to Ye Qiu, how could he possibly harm me!"
Ning Rongrong walked back to Ye Qiu's side and snuggled close to him.
"It was Ye Qiu who gave it to her?!"
Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo looked at Ye Qiu in surprise.
Ning Fengzhi was shocked, realizing a possibility!
Could it be that Rongrong had achieved what he had always hoped for and dreamed of with Ye Qiu's help?!
Sword Douluo asked doubtfully, "Then the footwork you used just now, which seemed like a self-created soul skill, was that also taught by him?"
"That's right, it was all thanks to Ye Qiu!" Ning Rongrong always praised Ye Qiu without reservation.
Besides, she was telling the truth.
Hearing this, Sword Douluo couldn't help but look at Ye Qiu with even greater respect.
"How was it? Wasn't it amazing! Are you satisfied with my cultivation level, Dad?" Ning Rongrong leaned against Ye Qiu, beaming with pride.
"Satisfied, satisfied!" Ning Fengzhi was too busy to pay attention to anything else, nodding blankly.
"Satisfied already? Rongrong's cultivation level is just one of the three surprises she brought back!"
"One of the three surprises?"
Ning Fengzhi and the other two repeated Ning Rongrong's words.
The two elders looked at Ning Rongrong curiously; her cultivation level alone had already shocked them for half a year.
They really couldn't imagine what other surprises awaited them.
Hearing his daughter's playful voice, Ning Fengzhi looked at her intently, anticipating the appearance of what he had been dreaming of.
But Ning Rongrong smiled and took out two black boxes from her soul tool.
"Rongrong's second surprise is this... something called a hidden weapon!"
"A hidden weapon?!"
Ning Fengzhi, who had been full of anticipation, suddenly lost his focus; it was far from what he had imagined.
"Yes, it's a hidden weapon! Ye Qiu also gave it to me!"
Ning Rongrong wasn't lying; the two Zhuge Repeating Crossbows in her hands were indeed given to her by Ye Qiu long ago.
As for the others... Hmph! Ye Qiu had already drawn up the blueprints, so of course they belonged to him!
She glanced at Ye Qiu, her face flushing, and gritted her teeth.
She, Ning Rongrong, was going to be betrothed today!
On behalf of Ye Qiu and her father, she would present the betrothal gifts!