Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, two years had passed.
Ning Rongrong spent most of her time nourishing her meridians and eliminating the after-effects of forcefully unblocking them with medicine.
As the young princess of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, with the full support of her father, Fengzhi, and Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, there were no disputes over resources or envy from collateral relatives, unlike some protagonists in fantasy novels.
"I still can't stabilize my Soul Ring," Ning Rongrong sighed. "Without a Soul Ring, can I really not use my power?"
Ning Rongrong controlled the true qi within her body, allowing it to resonate with her Martial Soul. The resplendent Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda condensed in her palm, its body emitting a light green glow.
Then, a white Soul Ring rose from her feet. The white of the Soul Ring lingered for a moment, then was dyed yellow by an unusual energy, and a few seconds later, it turned purple.
"Level 20..."
The purple Soul Ring lingered for a moment before quickly dissipating. The dispersed energy was absorbed by the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda and finally returned to Ning Rongrong's body.
"If the first Soul Ring can't be stabilized, I can't condense a second Soul Ring."
Closing her Martial Soul, the profound aura surrounding Ning Rongrong gradually dispersed.
"I wonder how that matter is progressing?"
"Logically, the time should be almost here. The last time I heard, the little rabbit was already Level 16."
High in the sky, a long, clear bird cry suddenly rang out.
A pure white bird Soul Beast quickly descended, landing very close to Ning Rongrong.
This was a Soul Beast—a carrier pigeon—specially bred by the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect for transmitting information.
It could communicate directly, unlike ordinary carrier pigeons that required more effort.
After much persuasion, she managed to get one from her father, Fengzhi.
Ning Rongrong walked forward and took the letter tied to the carrier pigeon's leg.
"Go back, return to where you were before, and thank you for your hard work." Ning Rongrong fed the carrier pigeon a little, then waved her hand to let it go.
Watching the carrier pigeon disappear into the horizon, Ning Rongrong held the thin letter, slowly unfolded it, and read its contents. A smile curved on Ning Rongrong's lips, and her slightly chubby cheeks revealed a knowing grin:
"Xiao Wu is finally Level 19."
The method for a 100,000-year-old human-form Soul Beast to condense a Soul Ring—this was what Ning Rongrong needed.
Her own Soul Ring condensation still lacked a point of stability. It was like creating a container that was very easy to break after being made, requiring a framework for fixation. But Ning Rongrong had always been unable to find that method of fixation.
A 100,000-year-old human-form Soul Beast itself was already inclined towards humans. At the mature stage after Level 60, it could directly become indistinguishable from humans.
If she could personally observe Xiao Wu's ring condensation process and use it as a reference, her current difficulties might be resolved easily.
The Soul Rings of ordinary Soul Beasts had no condensation process. No matter how many she killed, if the direction was wrong, the problem couldn't be solved.
And a 100,000-year-old human-form Soul Beast might be her opportunity.
"Ning Rongrong, you can do it!" After casting aside her jumbled thoughts, Ning Rongrong ran back to her residence like a flash, took a refreshing bath, changed out of her training clothes, and put on attire more suitable for going out.
Afterward, she headed to Fengzhi's residence.
At this time, Fengzhi and the two Titled Douluo Elders were discussing matters.
"Bang—"
The door was pushed open, perhaps a little too forcefully.
Fengzhi picked up the teacup beside him, took a sip to calm himself, and asked:
"Rongrong, what makes you so happy?"
It was truly rare. For the past two years, Ning Rongrong was either immersed in books in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion or running to the training ground. She basically stuck to her routine daily, and aside from necessary Sect social engagements, she completely avoided contact with others.
Coming over so urgently today, could it be that her cultivation had made significant progress?
According to Ning Rongrong's own explanation, her current strength was roughly in the range of Level 30 to 40. Due to the limitations of Soul Rings, she could only exert strength equivalent to the number of Soul Rings she possessed.
After briefly greeting Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, Ning Rongrong got to the point.
"Father, I hope to go to a place called Nuoding City, on the border of the Heaven Dou Empire."
"Nuoding City?" Fengzhi was startled, exchanging glances with Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo.
"Why do you want to go to such a remote border city?" Not only was Fengzhi puzzled, but even the two Titled Douluo were quite bewildered.
"Nuoding Junior Academy in Nuoding City might have two children with innate full Soul Power," Ning Rongrong walked up to Fengzhi and handed him the letter.
"This, this is!" Fengzhi suddenly stood up. Seeing the shock on Fengzhi's face, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo also leaned in.
"Tang San, Soul Power Level 21; Xiao Wu, Soul Power Level 19... According to my subordinates' observations of their cultivation speed, it's very likely, as Miss said, that both of them possess innate full Soul Power."
"Strange, can Blue Silver Grass also cultivate?" Looking at the letter in his hand, Fengzhi frowned slightly, lost in thought.
Two years ago, Fengzhi knew about Ning Rongrong's extensive deployment of Soul Masters.
However, those sent out were Spirit Ancestors or lower-level Soul Masters, so it wasn't a big deal.
Even if some people in the Sect had grievances, Fengzhi suppressed them.
Because Ning Rongrong had a three-year agreement with Fengzhi.
As long as it was something helpful for cultivation, Ning Rongrong could do it through Sect authority.
The prerequisite was not to go too far, for example, making a Spirit Saint beg on the streets of Heaven Dou Imperial City or something similar; such things were absolutely forbidden.
"Rongrong, do you want to recruit them?" Fengzhi's gaze shifted from the letter, a slightly puzzled look in his eyes, as he looked at his daughter.
"No, I just want to go and see. Whether I can recruit them is still uncertain, which is why I suggested this to you," Ning Rongrong said after a moment of hesitation.
"That's a good idea," Fengzhi returned the letter to Ning Rongrong.
Two young people suspected of having innate full Soul Power—first, they would assess their character. Being younger, they would be easier to cultivate. Perhaps the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect could gain two more Titled Douluo then.
Whether it was innate full Soul Power or innate Level Nine Soul Power, as long as it wasn't the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Martial Soul, under the full cultivation of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, it was impossible not to reach Titled Douluo.
"Alright, when do we depart?" Ning Rongrong had a strong sense of independence, so Fengzhi didn't act on his own.
"The sooner the better," Ning Rongrong replied after some thought. "We might stay in Nuoding City for a while, perhaps half a month, or even a month."
Hearing Ning Rongrong's reply, Fengzhi gave her a deep look. A father knows his daughter best; Ning Rongrong might be hiding something, and since she didn't say it, Fengzhi didn't press her.
"Then we'll leave tomorrow. I'll first arrange the Sect matters, as it will be a bit long."
...
With the blessing of a Titled Douluo, the three quickly arrived at Nuoding City.
After finding accommodation at a hotel and handling these miscellaneous matters.
Sword Douluo finally couldn't help but ask: "Rongrong, why did you insist on me coming along? Bone has been complaining to me."
"Grandpa Sword, you noticed?" Ning Rongrong scratched her head, a little flustered.
"Grandpa Sword, I am a Titled Douluo, after all." Sword Douluo stiffened his face, a little displeased. Did Ning Rongrong always think he, Sword Douluo Chen Xin, was senile?
"Not just me, Bone and your father also noticed your heavy heart. Is it related to those two children who might have innate full Soul Power?"
After Sword Douluo finished speaking, Fengzhi timely reached out and patted his daughter's shoulder.
"Girl, do you not even trust us?"
Ning Rongrong looked at the two, silent for a long moment: "Alright, regarding Tang San and Xiao Wu, I do know more information. Having Father and Grandpa Sword come along is also for precaution."
"That girl named Xiao Wu might be a 100,000-year-old human-form Soul Beast."]}