Chapter 150: A Little Spirit Saint? Isn't Your Dad a Spirit Saint Too?
Not long after Yu Tianlin returned to his room, he heard the loud slam of a door in the distance.
After a brief assessment, he confirmed it came from Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing's dormitory, and he immediately understood.
As expected, Ning Rongrong had still been scolded by Flander.
If Ning Rongrong honestly admitted her mistake, Flander would not have much room to retaliate, but that was obviously impossible.
Yu Tianlin shook his head helplessly. He pushed open his door and walked toward Ning Rongrong's dormitory.
The moment he reached the entrance, Ning Rongrong's furious voice burst out from inside.
"How awful. How awful!"
She was not crying, she was just angry.
Yu Tianlin was a little surprised. He had thought Flander would scold her to tears. It seemed she had been warned in advance and was mentally prepared.
With that thought, Yu Tianlin called out, "Ning Rongrong, are you alright?"
There was a brief silence inside. Then the door opened, revealing Ning Rongrong's pretty face, flushed with anger.
"I'm fine, Yu Tianlin. You were right. That guy Flander actually gave me a real hard time."
"How dare he do this? He's clearly just a minor Spirit Saint!"
A little Spirit Saint?
Yu Tianlin could not help complaining, "Ning Rongrong, your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is limited by its own martial souls. At most, your direct disciples can only cultivate to the Spirit Saint level. Your father is one of them, and Spirit Saint is already the peak. Why are you looking down on Spirit Saints?"
Ning Fengzhi is also a Spirit Saint, and you still look down on Spirit Saints? Does that mean you look down on your own father too?
That really is not filial.
"Yu Tianlin, how could even you say that?" Ning Rongrong was stunned.
In her eyes, Yu Tianlin had the same status as her, and he should have been on her side. She never expected him to lecture her instead.
"Talent and background are never the same as strength. We should respect anyone stronger than ourselves," Yu Tianlin said calmly. "To put it bluntly, if you really anger Senior Flander and he suddenly kills you and runs away, wouldn't you suffer a huge loss?"
Ning Rongrong blurted out, "My father is from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan!"
"Using your father's name won't help." Yu Tianlin cut her off directly. "There are plenty of desperate people out there, and countless people want to kill your father. That's why your father always has a Titled Douluo protecting him whenever he goes out."
"In the end, it all comes down to strength. If you had a Titled Douluo by your side, you could do whatever you wanted. But your guards are, at most, Spirit Emperor level. If Senior Flander truly attacks, your guards won't be able to stop him. So you should show Senior Flander more respect."
"And Senior Flander is no ordinary person. He's not even 60 yet, but he's already level 78. It's certain he'll break through to level 80 or above in the future, and there's even a small chance he could become a Titled Douluo."
"Hmph."
Ning Rongrong might be arrogant, but she was not stupid. After hearing Yu Tianlin's words, her anger eased a lot. Still, she snorted and forced the topic back to what bothered her most.
"But Flander said Tang San and the other 6 have better talent than me, and I… I don't accept that."
Yu Tianlin immediately laughed and nodded. "You can disagree on that. Senior Flander exaggerated on purpose to warn you properly."
"In terms of talent alone, only Tang San and Xiao Wu are above you in this group. The others are at most on par with you, and Zhu Zhuqing's talent is even slightly lower than yours."
"Oh, really?" Ning Rongrong felt secretly pleased. Even though she claimed she was not convinced, Flander's words had still affected her. "What about Oscar? He's an unprecedented food type Spirit Master with innate full Spirit Power. His talent should be on par with mine."
"Oscar's talent is indeed impressive, but that's all." Yu Tianlin shook his head. "Food type martial souls are the slowest to cultivate. On top of that, with his personality, he doesn't like working hard. He's 14 now and only level 29. At this rate, he has little hope of ever breaking through to the Titled Douluo level in his lifetime."
In the original novel, Oscar's love for Ning Rongrong pushed him to cultivate. More importantly, he ate the Eight Petaled Immortal Orchid, which increased a food type Spirit Master's cultivation speed and allowed him to keep up with the other monsters instead of falling behind.
But now, the Eight Petaled Immortal Orchid had been given to Ye Lingling by Yu Tianlin. Oscar's cultivation speed could only slow down drastically.
As for the so called God of Food inheritance, the initial condition was to become a food type Titled Douluo before the age of 40. Without the Eight Petaled Immortal Orchid, Oscar absolutely could not do it.
"Oh, I see."
Ning Rongrong calmed down a lot. She had been shaken when Flander mentioned Oscar's innate Spirit Power, but now it suddenly felt far less scary.
Yu Tianlin said, "Ning Rongrong, you don't need to worry about any of this. You just wanted to have fun after sneaking out of the clan this time. Since that's the case, being happy is what matters most. If you're not happy at Shrek Academy, you can always leave."
"Leave?" Ning Rongrong's eyes widened immediately. "Since Flander says they're all stronger than me, then I'm staying. I want to prove myself and surpass all of them."
Unexpectedly, Flander's provocation had brought out Ning Rongrong's stubbornness. That was not a bad thing. It gave her motivation to cultivate, and she would work harder from now on.
"Since you've decided to stay, then stop acting like a spoiled princess." Yu Tianlin smiled lightly. "They all have their own backgrounds. Some even have forces behind them that are just as strong as the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan."
"Think about it carefully."
After saying that, Yu Tianlin turned and left.
At this moment, the Shrek Five Monsters had already completed their Spirit Battle for the day. Meanwhile, Zhu Zhuqing, who had lost to Tang San in a 1 on 1 fight, stood there in a daze, her mind in chaos.
Tang San's martial soul is just Blue Silver Grass, yet I'm no match for him.
Because Yu Tianlin had handled Zhao Wuji earlier, there had been no fight where Tang San used hidden weapons against Zhao Wuji in a direct duel. Zhu Zhuqing did not know Tang San's true strength, and she found it hard to accept being defeated by him.
"If my Netherworld Cat had dark attributes, would I be able to break free more easily?"
During the battle, after being bound by Blue Silver Grass, no matter how hard she struggled, it was useless. Instead, the vines only tightened more and more, and that inevitably reminded her of what Yu Tianlin had said before.
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