Chapter 6 Ning Rongrong's mentality collapsed! Feeding the dogs?!
Ning Rongrong hurriedly caught the armor.
The armor felt warm to the touch, with mysterious runes flowing across it, and the energy fluctuations it emitted were countless times stronger than the so-called Clear Sky Hammer.
"This... this is for me?"
Ning Rongrong was flattered and overwhelmed.
This was absolutely a divine artifact!
She just casually gave it away?
Ye Xian'er, however, didn't care at all. These were just scraps she had made when she was practicing.
"Alright, I can't keep supporting you for nothing."
"Now that we've come to the Heavenly Court, we have to do our work."
Ning Rongrong nodded vigorously:
"Senior, you said so. As long as it's something I can do, I'll do it!"
She wondered to herself whether she should sweep the floor.
Or perhaps serve tea or water?
Even being a maid was an incredible blessing in the Heavenly Court.
Ye Xian'er pointed to a sacred mountain not far away and said calmly:
"On the mountain over there, there is a big black dog and some puppies."
"It is a descendant of the Black Emperor that Master adopted in his early years."
"That dog has a bad temper; its previous owners were all scared away by it."
"From now on, you'll be in charge of feeding it and grooming its fur."
When she spoke the words "Master," Ye Xian'er's usually cool eyes were filled with fervent worship.
That was a deep reverence from the depths of the soul.
"Ah?"
Ning Rongrong was stunned.
Hey... feed the dog?
She herself was the little princess of the prestigious Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and the future successor to the sect master.
How could she have to be reduced to feeding dogs?
Ning Rongrong stared blankly at the basket that Ye Xian'er handed her, the one supposedly for "feeding the dog."
There were no leftovers in the basket.
What came into view were crystal-clear exotic fruits that exuded a rich fruity aroma.
Some were entirely crimson, like burning agate, with a faint glow flowing across their surface.
Some were purplish-gold in color and even had naturally formed patterns on them.
Just by smelling the overflowing fragrance, Ning Rongrong felt her soul power begin to stir with excitement.
Besides the fruit, there was also a large piece of meat.
The meat was like the finest mutton fat jade, without a trace of bloodiness. Instead, it exuded a clear and refreshing spiritual energy, with faint traces of essence forming the shape of a small dragon swirling on it.
Gulp.
Ning Rongrong swallowed hard, feeling utterly ashamed.
This fragrance was so overpowering.
Every cell in her body was sending a craving signal to her brain: Eat it! Eat it!
Just one bite, and without even needing to cultivate, would likely cause her martial soul to undergo a qualitative leap.
"S-senior."
Ning Rongrong's voice trembled slightly as she pointed to the contents of the basket and asked:
"This... this is all for that big black dog?"
Ye Xian'er nodded as a matter of course.
"Of course, Big Black Mouth is very picky. It won't even glance at ordinary, mundane things."
These spiritual fruits, while not top-tier divine treasures, were still enough to provide a small treat.
Teeth-beating ceremony?
Ning Rongrong felt dizzy and disoriented.
She was born with a silver spoon in her mouth at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and she usually ate delicacies from land and sea, including the meat of soul beasts.
Compared to this so-called "dog food," the food she used to eat was practically pig swill.
It wasn't even as good as pig feed!
...
Douluo Continent, beneath the sky.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect members, who had initially felt humiliated because Ning Rongrong was going to feed the dogs, were now completely silent.
Bone Douluo Gu Rong opened his mouth wide, his expression as if he had swallowed a whole fly.
"Fengzhi... I'm not seeing things, am I?"
"Those crimson fruits, don't they look a bit like the Vermilion Fruit described in ancient books? No, their spiritual energy is a thousand times more concentrated than that of the Vermilion Fruit!"
Ning Fengzhi gave a bitter smile, and the scepter in his hand fell limply to the ground.
"Uncle Gu, you didn't see wrong."
"That piece of meat, if I sense it correctly, is at least the meat of a soul beast of the hundred-thousand-year level or above... No, the creatures of that world are of an even higher level, perhaps it should be called divine beast meat."
"If the basket of things Rongrong is carrying were in our Douluo Continent, it would be enough to trigger a full-scale war between the two great empires and Spirit Hall."
How ironic.
The priceless treasures they cherished, which they never even dared to dream of, were merely dog treats in that Heavenly Court.
Shrek Academy.
Ma Hongjun's drool was already dripping onto the ground, his eyes glowing green as he stared intently at the sky.
"Boss Dai, I want to go."
"I want to go to the Heavenly Court and be a dog."
"Seriously, I'm not kidding. Let me suffer in place of that big black dog!"
Dai Mubai originally wanted to scold the fat man for being useless, but the words just wouldn't come out.
Because he wanted to go too.
Looking at that tempting flesh and blood, he couldn't help but swallow hard.
If dogs could eat this kind of thing, then what was the point of being a human?
"Is this the true essence of the world of Shrouding the Heavens?"
Yu Xiaogang had completely lost his composure and slumped into a chair.
"The resource gap is too large."
"In that kind of environment, even a pig could probably cultivate into a Title Douluo."
"We're still fighting to the death for a single soul bone, while others are feeding their dogs with the essence of heaven and earth."
This huge sense of disparity left all the Soul Masters feeling a profound sense of powerlessness.
There was also a strong sense of jealousy.
In the celestial display.
Ye Xian'er didn't care about Ning Rongrong's shock; to her, it was just a trivial matter.
"Alright, here's the stuff. You can go to that mountain yourself."
"I have other matters to attend to; I need to report back to my master."
"There will be other old handymen on the mountain; you can ask them if you don't understand anything."
After saying that, Ye Xian'er didn't wait for Ning Rongrong's response. She lightly touched the air with her toes and transformed into a red streak of light, flying towards the most magnificent palace deep in the Heavenly Court.
Ning Rongrong stood in the wind, bewildered, holding her basket.
She looked at the distant, mist-shrouded sacred mountain, then at the fragrant "dog food" in her arms.
A thought suddenly popped into her head that she wanted to steal a bite.
"No way! Ning Rongrong, you have to have some backbone!"
"How can you steal food from a dog?"
She shook her head vigorously, resisting the temptation that emanated from her very soul, and walked heavily toward the mountain.
...
Deep within the Heavenly Court lies the Hall of Longevity.
Here, clouds rose and fell in a magnificent display, and auspicious omens abounded.
Gu Changsheng, dressed in white, was lounging on a recliner carved from millennia-old warm jade, toying with a jade slip in his hand.
"Master!"
A cheerful voice came from outside the hall.
Immediately afterwards, the red-clad figure rushed in like a swallow returning to its nest.
Ye Xian'er concealed her fierce sword aura. In front of the white-robed man, she was no longer the cold and beautiful sword immortal who could slay a great demon with a single sword, but more like a little girl asking her parents for candy.
She ran to Gu Changsheng's side in a few steps and sat down directly on the soft couch next to Gu Changsheng's legs without any hesitation.
Her long, slender, fair legs were casually crossed, and the hem of her skirt rose slightly, revealing a section of her calves that were as delicate as mutton fat jade.
It sways gently, exuding an indescribable playfulness and allure.
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