What is all this?
A betrothal gift?!
This is too fast! Are you kidding me?!
After a moment of stunned silence, Sword Douluo was the first to react.
"Rongrong, what nonsense are you talking about?!"
He pointed at Ye Qiu.
"You want to marry this boy? He has quite a few female companions! As the future sect leader of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, how can you share a husband with someone else?!"
"That's right! How can this be!"
Bone Douluo also frowned and nodded quickly.
Compared to those hidden weapons, his Rongrong's lifelong happiness was more important.
Hidden weapons could be dealt with in other ways, but his little princess couldn't afford to be hurt!
"Why not?! I want to marry him!" Ning Rongrong pouted and hugged Ye Qiu, not wanting to let go for a moment.
"No! I don't agree!"
Sword Douluo wouldn't let her do whatever she wanted.
"Rongrong, you're still too young. This is too early!"
Bone Douluo earnestly advised.
"Even your grandpa Bone doesn't agree to this!"
"But I just want to!"
"It's Rongrong who's getting married, not your two grandpas. If you don't agree, fine, humph!"
Ning Rongrong snorted coldly, completely ignoring their objections.
"Rongrong..." Ye Qiu was about to speak when Ning Rongrong glared at him fiercely, and he swallowed his words back.
"Rongrong, you!" Sword Douluo's face flushed red with anger.
Ning Rongrong had never talked back to them like this before!
"Rongrong! How dare you speak to your elders like that!" Ning Fengzhi finally came to his senses, frowning as he looked at his daughter, somewhat exasperated.
Judging from the expressions of Ye Qiu and the others just now
, this betrothal gift was most likely his daughter's unauthorized decision!
"Hmph! Anyway, Dad, you have to agree to this marriage. I've already accepted the betrothal gifts for you!"
Ning Rongrong clung tightly to Ye Qiu, giving him a charming look before burying her face in his chest.
Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu exchanged a glance, standing silently in place, hesitant to speak.
Ning Fengzhi's lips twitched.
What did she mean by "accepting them for him"?
He gathered his thoughts and looked at Ye Qiu, who was deep in thought.
Ning Fengzhi also frowned.
He hesitated…
He had naturally prepared for the marriage of Ning Rongrong to Ye Qiu.
However, he hadn't yet seen what he wanted to see! He was
still somewhat uncertain.
Composing himself, Ning Fengzhi asked Ye Qiu, "Ye Qiu, is what Rongrong said true? Are you really going to use the blueprints for that hidden weapon as a betrothal gift? Are you going to ask me for Rongrong's hand in marriage?"
Ye Qiu, holding the soft girl in his arms, felt a slight pain.
He looked down.
Ning Rongrong was clutching her clothes tightly, some even bloody and raw, clearly very nervous.
Biting her red lips, she looked at herself with teary eyes.
Her tender gaze rippled, revealing a hint of fear.
It had taken a lot of courage for her to say those words.
Since Ye Qiu couldn't devour her yet, she would first help him secure this position!
Xiao Wu had achieved her goal, Zhu Zhuqing was eloquent, Dugu Yan was just one step away, and even Xiao Lan was symbiotic with Ye Qiu.
She, Ning Rongrong, had to take the lead in something!
Ye Qiu hugged Ning Rongrong tightly and smiled gently.
These things had to be faced sooner or later.
This was indeed a good opportunity!
After a moment of hesitation, Ye Qiu gently released the girl from his arms.
Ning Rongrong, who didn't want to let go, was soothed by his eyes.
Her pearly teeth bit her red lips, and she could taste a slight metallic taste in her mouth.
She clutched Ye Qiu's clothes, looking pitiful.
Ye Qiu withdrew his gaze, his eyes sincere, and looked at Ning Fengzhi.
"Uncle Ning, I, Ye Qiu, did indeed say that. I brought Rongrong back this time specifically to visit you seniors, hoping that you, Uncle Ning, can agree to my request!"
"To betroth your daughter to me!"
Hearing Ye Qiu's words, Ning Rongrong's tension finally dissipated.
She smiled radiantly, as if she had eaten honey, her eyebrows and eyes like a crescent moon in the clouds.
The blood on her lips only made her more beautiful.
Her clear eyes reflected only one person.
"Uncle Ning, I, Ye Qiu, promise..."
Ye Qiu bowed, about to continue speaking to facilitate this beautiful match.
But Bone Douluo couldn't stand it anymore.
He shouted at Ye Qiu:
"You brat! It's not even a done deal yet, don't keep calling me Uncle Ning!"
"I suddenly think you should be more polite!"
Ning Fengzhi's face twitched.
He thought only his daughter had this idea, but it turned out this kid had already planned it.
He was just using this opportunity to bring it up in advance!
"Senior, please calm down. Ye Qiu's words are not empty talk. I will do my best to treat Rongrong well, I will help."
"Boy, what guarantee do you have!"
Sword Douluo raised an eyebrow, pointing his finger at Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing.
"Is this all you guarantee? These two are just those present… Old Poison's granddaughter seems to have taken a liking to you too, doesn't she?"
"Can you truly be devoted to Rongrong?"
"Boy, you're enjoying having three wives and four concubines! What? Is my Rongrong a wife or a concubine?"
Sword Douluo's questions were as sharp as his sword.
Ye Qiu fell silent.
After only a slight pause, he gave the answer he had given before.
"They will all be my wives!"
Perhaps this wasn't the answer Sword Douluo wanted to hear, but it was Ye Qiu's true thought.
If a distinction really had to be made between a king and a queen,
then he planned to let the women handle these matters themselves.
His word alone wouldn't be enough to convince everyone.
"You brat! You dare to be so dismissive of me, not even giving me a proper title, and you still dare to promise to do everything you can for Rongrong!"
"Don't think you can get away with anything just because Rongrong likes you!"
Sword Douluo's sword aura surged, ready to teach Ye Qiu a lesson at the slightest provocation.
"Alright! Uncle Sword, this matter..."
Ning Fengzhi shook his head, about to smooth things over.
A delicate shout rang in his ears.
"Grandpa Sword, if you dare touch Ye Qiu, I'll never speak to you again!"
Ning Rongrong glared coldly at Sword Douluo, tears welling in her eyes, her voice devoid of emotion, leaving no room for negotiation.
Sword Douluo's expression softened slightly, his eyes widening
in disbelief as he looked at Ning Rongrong.
"Girl, did Grandpa Sword do something wrong? Grandpa was just worried you'd be wronged!"
"Yes, Rongrong, we're all doing this for your own good!"
Bone Douluo also earnestly advised her.
They weren't blind to Ning Rongrong's deep affection for Ye Qiu, nor did they necessarily oppose their relationship.
But... this kid had way too many women!
With Rongrong's status, why should she suffer such injustice?!
"Rongrong doesn't care! I've made up my mind about him!" Ning Rongrong tightly gripped Ye Qiu's hand.
With her other hand, she took Xiao Wu's hand,
making her stance clear.
Zhu Zhuqing wasn't to be outdone, taking Ye Qiu's other hand as well.
She stared directly at Ning Fengzhi and the others.
Sword Douluo's face darkened.
They really didn't take him seriously at all; this was practically a provocation!
He said in a deep voice, "Rongrong, this is your life's most important matter; you can't be reckless!"
Seeing Ning Rongrong's determined expression, Sword Douluo's eyes twitched.
He also glared fiercely at Ning Fengzhi.
If it weren't for this old rascal's interference, saying "you'll find out later,"
he would have already
cleaved them both in two with a single stroke of his sword.
Ning Fengzhi sighed softly,
stopping the two, including Bone Douluo, from speaking again.
He slammed his cane on the ground.
"Uncle Bone, Uncle Sword, that's enough!"
After stopping them, Ning Fengzhi turned his gaze to Ye Qiu and his daughter.
"I...agree to this marriage!"
"..."
Ye Qiu's pupils constricted sharply, and he froze on the spot.
He was about to reveal that he could help others obtain super-limited spirit rings!
This agreement caught him completely off guard.
"Boy, did you hear that? This marriage, Fengzhi...no, Fengzhi, did you say something wrong?!"
The joy on Sword Douluo's face froze.
He looked at Ning Fengzhi in shock, somewhat doubting that he had misheard.
"Really? Dad!"
Ning Rongrong, who was about to release her martial soul,
exclaimed in surprise, looking at Ning Fengzhi in disbelief.
She knew her father well. As the head of a sect, he
was like a businessman driven by profit.
He shouldn't be the kind of person who would act without waiting for a clear benefit.
She hadn't even played her trump card, and her father had already agreed.
It all felt unreal.
"Uncle Jian, you heard me right!" Ning Fengzhi said calmly.
Sword Douluo was speechless.
He couldn't understand Ning Fengzhi's actions. He had let them develop their plans before, and now he was the one agreeing to the marriage.
Sword Douluo had thought Ning Fengzhi had some other scheme or plan.
But this was it?!
He had directly solved the family's little princess's lifelong happiness.
What a clever scheme!
"Fengzhi, are you out of your mind?!" Bone Douluo's large frame trembled, somewhat reluctant. He
ignored the strange looks from Sword and Bone
, and looked at his daughter, noticing the disbelief still in her eyes.
He couldn't help but feel helpless.
You're already so eager, hopelessly wanting to cling to her.
What could he, as her father, say?
"Rongrong, Daddy's telling the truth!"
"Great! Thank you, Daddy!"
Ning Rongrong jumped up happily and threw herself into Ning Fengzhi's arms.
Zhu Zhuqing took Ye Qiu's hand and shook it,
bringing him back to his senses. The surprise came too suddenly. Ye Qiu, beaming with joy, immediately bowed and
said sincerely, "Junior Ye Qiu, thank you Uncle Ning for your kindness!"
"Hmm! Alright, we're all family now, no need to be so polite!"
Ning Fengzhi raised his hand.
His expression became somewhat uncomfortable.
Taking advantage of the moment he raised his hand,
Ning Rongrong, who had been in his arms, darted out.
He hadn't even warmed her arms yet!
She gently helped Ye Qiu up, her smile never fading.
"Congratulations, Rongrong!" Zhu Zhuqing, standing beside him, offered her congratulations.
Since arriving at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, her eyes had always held a hint of envy.
"Yes, this is wonderful!" Xiao Wu also smiled.
Her thoughts were simpler.
Of course, she would be happy that Xiao Qiu had successfully accomplished what he wanted to do.
"Ye Qiu, from now on I am your true fiancée!"
Ning Rongrong leaned against Ye Qiu's chest, gently nuzzling his chin, smiling sweetly.
"Mmm!" Ye Qiu smiled gently, holding her tightly in his arms.
He didn't say much, but bent down to pick up a few drops of blood from her lips.
Seeing them acting so brazenly, oblivious to everyone else,
Bone Douluo pulled up his sleeve, covering his eyes with a pained expression.
Sword Douluo's eyes were practically spitting fire.
Ning Fengzhi, as the sect leader, had already spoken his words
and couldn't take them back.
But he truly didn't understand.
"Fengzhi, why? I need an explanation!"
Now that things had come to this, he only wanted an explanation.
He didn't really want to ruin Rongrong and Ye Qiu's relationship.
He was just uneasy about pushing Ning Rongrong away like this.
Rongrong was only a support-type Soul Master.
What if something happened after he and Old Bone were gone?
Ning Fengzhi couldn't bear to watch any longer and looked away.
He opened his mouth, unsure where to begin.
Suddenly, a nine-colored light flashed,
drawing the attention of Ning Fengzhi and the others back to it.
"Grandpa Sword, please don't be angry anymore. Let Rongrong explain!"
At this moment, Ning Rongrong's face was flushed red. She held Ye Qiu tightly in one hand and held a small pagoda in the other.
It was her martial soul, the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!
Ning Fengzhi turned around and subconsciously looked at his daughter's martial soul.
His body trembled violently, and he froze on the spot.
He saw it! He saw it!
He finally saw the surprise he had been longing to see!
That person hadn't lied to him after all. Ye Qiu really did have this ability!
Instantly, Ning Fengzhi's eyes lit up with wild joy.
His lifelong dream had been realized through his daughter!
"Rongrong, is there anything else you want to say?" Sword Douluo took a deep breath, managed his emotions, and tried to make his voice as gentle as possible.
"Grandpa Sword, Grandpa Bone, you don't need to worry about Rongrong being wronged."
"Rongrong is a little devil, she won't be bullied by others, and Xiao Wu and Zhu Qing are both very good to me."
On the small pagoda that Ning Rongrong was holding,
three spirit rings, two yellow and one purple, swirled around.
Like a small, nine-colored sun, it illuminated this space.
"Rongrong, this isn't just about bullying. With so many women, how can he properly protect you? And aren't you afraid he'll change his mind?"
Bone Douluo thought differently.
The disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School were already lacking in combat power.
With so many women, how could this kid possibly have time to protect Ning Rongrong?
"Grandpa Bone, have you forgotten about Xiao Wu and Zhu Qing? They're not weak either; they can protect Rongrong too!"
Ning Rongrong rolled her eyes at them, then smiled at Xiao Wu and Zhu Qing.
"Rongrong is right, Sister Xiao Wu will protect her too!" Xiao Wu nodded quickly.
This wasn't a joke; she didn't want to see her Xiao Qiu heartbroken.
"Seniors, please rest assured, Zhu Qing will also protect Rongrong well!"
Zhu Zhu Qing's voice was clear and firm, conveying a sense of disregard for life and death.
"..."
Sword and Bone Douluo exchanged a glance, speechless.
Ye Qiu was about to speak when Ning Rongrong interrupted him.
"Besides, Ye Qiu, he definitely won't change his mind!"
Ning Rongrong smiled at her fiancé, her eyes full of tenderness.
"Who knows!" Sword Douluo's sharpness had softened considerably.
He had clearly taken Ning Rongrong's words to heart.
"Grandpa Sword, the martial soul I possess is the best proof! And this is also the third surprise I brought back!"
Ning Rongrong held out the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.
"The third surprise?"
Sword and Bone Douluo looked over in confusion, unable to discern any change in her martial soul.
"Nine levels!"
Ning Fengzhi's hoarse voice rang out.
"Fengzhi, what did you say?" Sword Douluo looked strangely at Ning Fengzhi, who was now walking towards them unsteadily, seemingly acting strangely.
Bone Douluo, however, noticed something amiss, his eyes drawn to the nine-colored light, unable to look away.
"Sword Master, Rongrong's martial soul seems to have two more colors."
"Nine layers, nine colors! This is the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!"
Ning Fengzhi had already approached, holding the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in Ning Rongrong's hands, extremely excited.
"What! The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!"
As a highly respected elder of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Sword Douluo naturally knew the flaws of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul.
His eyes narrowed, and he stretched out his fingers, counting down the layers one by one.
"Nine levels! It really is nine levels!"
"Rongrong, what exactly happened?!" Sword Douluo was filled with confusion, unable to understand why her martial soul had suddenly evolved.
Startled, he looked sharply at Ye Qiu.
"Could it be because of this kid?!"
"That's right! Grandpa Sword, this was also given to you by Ye Qiu!" Ning Rongrong nodded happily.
"Weren't you curious about why my soul power increased so quickly? It's all because Ye Qiu gave me a fairy herb called the Qiluo Tulip!"
To help them understand what the fairy herb was,
Ning Rongrong had to imitate Ye Qiu, saying that this thing was something that should only exist in heaven, rarely heard of in the mortal world.
"Just yesterday, after Rongrong took the fairy herb, not only did her cultivation break through eight levels in succession, but her martial soul also transformed into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!"
Sword Douluo and the other two listened in a daze.
Their eyes revealed a deep disbelief; they had never heard of such a divine object.
"Ye Qiu is willing to give Rongrong something so precious; how could he possibly change his mind?"
Ning Rongrong looked at Ye Qiu and blinked.
Even without this, she believed Ye Qiu would never change his mind; he couldn't bear to abandon her!
Seeing that Sword and Bone Douluo's expressions softened,
Ning Rongrong continued, "Even if we take a step back, Ye Qiu helped me evolve my martial soul into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. For the sect, this favor is beyond repayment!"
She paused, playfully pouting.
"Therefore, this young lady has no choice but to shoulder the responsibility of thanking Ye Qiu and repay him with my body!"
"Uncle Ning, seniors, please believe me! Ye Qiu will never abandon his woman!"
Ye Qiu's attitude was sincere and earnest.
Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing also chimed in, "We all believe in Ye Qiu; he wouldn't be the kind of person to start something and then abandon it!"
Sword and Bone Douluo exchanged a glance, and Ning Fengzhi finally straightened his back again, looking triumphantly at his two pillars of support.
"Hmph! It's too late for my objections now. Your marriage is still up to your father!"
Sword Douluo glanced at Ye Qiu and the others, then turned away, hands behind his back.
"Hey, you coward! Why are you being so stubborn at a time like this? Just say you agree, and make the girl happy, what's wrong with that?"
Bone Douluo smiled happily, his worries dispelled.
"Rongrong, Grandpa Bone has agreed to your marriage! Don't mind that swordsman, he's still upset because you yelled at him earlier!"
"That's great! Thank you, Grandpa Bone!" Ning Rongrong happily hugged Bone Douluo. "
Grandpa Sword, don't be angry. It was Rongrong's fault. I just didn't want to cause conflict between the people I love most!" Ning Rongrong grabbed Sword Douluo's large hand and started to act coquettishly.
She secretly regretted that if she had taken out the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda earlier, perhaps there wouldn't have been so much trouble.
It's all Dad's fault for not following the rules!
"Alright, Grandpa Sword didn't mean to blame you." Sword Douluo couldn't stand Ning Rongrong's coquettishness.
Even the hardest steel can be softened by touch.
"I agree to this marriage!"
Ning Rongrong was overjoyed, and Ye Qiu hurriedly bowed in gratitude.
"Young man, thank you both for your kindness!"
"Hmph! Don't be too happy yet, kid. If you really want to marry my Rongrong, you'll have to prove your strength to me!"
Sword Douluo snorted coldly, glancing at Bone Douluo who had just teased him.
"I'll pass. We'll talk about it when you can beat that old bone."
"You sword man, what do you mean?" Bone Douluo was immediately displeased. Wasn't he implying that he was inferior to him?
Although that was true, with so many juniors present, didn't he have any pride?
"Alright, alright, let Ye Qiu choose for himself then, won't you?" Ning Fengzhi spoke up at the right moment, without objecting.
After all, seeing his daughter being taken advantage of in front of him
was a bit painful for him! He
felt uneasy if he didn't make things difficult for her.
"Ah? How can that be? How long will we have to wait?" Ning Rongrong immediately became unhappy.
"Rongrong, let it go! This request is indeed reasonable!"
Ye Qiu stopped her.
He was confident that he wouldn't keep Rongrong waiting too long for this test.
"Okay." Ning Rongrong was silent for a moment, a hint of cunning flashing in her eyes, and quietly leaned on Ye Qiu's shoulder.
"Rongrong, take it easy." Ning Fengzhi glared at his mischievous daughter and said helplessly.
She was even capable of doing something as absurd as helping someone else with betrothal gifts. I'm afraid she wouldn't
even have time to wait for that day; she would probably stuff herself, leaving nothing but crumbs, into Ye Qiu's mouth!
With everything settled, everyone left the open space.
"Let's go, let's go inside and sit down!" Ning Fengzhi was about to lift his foot when he suddenly remembered something.
He turned around, his eyelids twitching.
Looking at his daughter constantly nibbling at Ye Qiu, he felt a little tired.
He said seriously, "Ye Qiu!"
"Uncle Ning?" Ye Qiu immediately pushed Ning Rongrong's little face away and looked at him in confusion.
"Go visit Qinghe later; he was assassinated a few days ago and was seriously injured!"