Chapter 39: Seven Treasures Little Witch Visits.
"It's alright," Ye Xuanming returned the greeting. "Children are innocent and carefree, that's a good thing."
Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong immediately protested: "Who's a child! I'm seven years old!"
Dugu Yan chuckled to herself, "What else is a seven-year-old but a child?"
"You!" Ning Rongrong glared at Dugu Yan. "You green-haired woman, you have no manners!"
Dugu Yan immediately bristled: "So what if I have green hair! You pink-haired brat!"
Ye Lingling quickly pulled her friend back: "Yanzi, she's still young."
"It's precisely because she's small that it's even more infuriating!" Dugu Yan said angrily.
Ning Fengzhi's forehead was covered in sweat; his daughter's temper was truly a headache.
Everyone in the sect spoiled her, but outside, it was a different story. Although Dugu Bo's soul power wasn't high, no one wanted to provoke him.
As Dugu Bo's granddaughter, Dugu Yan was naturally no pushover either.
Ye Xuanming walked towards Ning Rongrong, squatted down to look her in the eye, and said, "Miss Ning, it's a pleasure to meet you. I am Ye Xuanming."
Ning Rongrong blinked and carefully examined Ye Xuanming.
This older brother looks very gentle, unlike that fierce green-haired woman from before.
"You're Ye Xuanming?" Ning Rongrong tilted her head. "Dad said you're very capable, but you don't seem that special to me."
Ye Xuanming smiled: "Then, Miss Ning, what do you think constitutes 'impressive'?"
"Of course it has to be very strong!"
Ning Rongrong was perfectly justified.
"However, my martial soul is the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, which has no combat power. I am a support type, but our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda is the most powerful support type martial soul on the continent!"
"Impressive, right!"
Ye Xuanming nodded:
"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda is indeed powerful. Miss Ning understands her own martial soul very well. The role of a support-type soul master in a team is irreplaceable and the most important one."
Ning Rongrong raised her chin with satisfaction: "Of course, I want to be the most powerful support-type Soul Master in the future!"
Ning Fengzhi looked on with approval.
Although my daughter is mischievous, she is quite clear-headed when it comes to martial spirits.
"Brother Ye, do you have anything special about you?" Ning Rongrong asked curiously, "Like spirit rings or special spirit skills?"
Ye Xuanming thought for a moment, then released the Life Blue Silver Grass. The blue-gold vines danced lightly in his hand, emitting a faint aura of life.
"So beautiful!" Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up. "What kind of martial soul is this? Is it Blue Silver Grass? But it's blue and gold."
"Mutant Blue Silver Grass," Ye Xuanming replied simply.
Ning Rongrong nodded, then asked, "Brother Ye, how many spirit rings do you have?"
"Two," Ye Xuanming replied.
"Only two?" Ning Rongrong's interest immediately waned, and she pouted, "I thought you had a lot! My Sword Grandpa and Bone Grandpa both have many spirit rings!"
Dugu Yan, standing to the side, couldn't stand it any longer and immediately interjected, "So what if there are two! Xuanming's second soul ring is a thousand years old!"
"A thousand years?" Ning Rongrong's eyes widened in shock, her voice rising several octaves.
"Your second spirit ring is a thousand years old? How is that possible?! Grandpa Sword said that only a Soul Master can absorb a thousand-year spirit ring, and you're only a Great Soul Master now!"
Ning Fengzhi also sat up straight, wanting to see if he could overhear some secrets about becoming stronger.
Ye Xuanming calmly observed Ning Rongrong's shocked expression and nodded slightly: "I was just lucky."
"This isn't a matter of luck!"
Ning Rongrong jumped up excitedly, her face flushed red.
"That's impossible! You're lying!"
Ye Lingling added softly, "Xuanming is special. He wouldn't lie, and so many people saw it."
Dugu Yan immediately chimed in, "He didn't lie to you! We saw him absorb it with our own eyes! You're just ignorant and you're accusing others of lying?"
Ning Rongrong was quite angry at Dugu Yan's words, but faced with Ye Xuanming's calm demeanor, she couldn't find the words to refute him.
She looked at Ning Fengzhi, hoping her father could tell her that this wasn't true.
Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath; he needed time to process this information.
"Rongrong, young friend Ye has no reason to deceive us." Ning Fengzhi's voice was somewhat low as he looked at Ye Xuanming. "Young friend Ye, could you please tell us the reason?"
Ye Xuanming looked at Ning Fengzhi. He knew that this kind of thing couldn't be hidden, and he had no intention of hiding it.
After all, it will be even more shocking when Ye Lingling and Dugu Yan obtain the fourth ring of the ten-thousand-year era.
"This is related to some special rare and precious materials," Ye Xuanming answered truthfully.
"By chance, my physique was strengthened, which enabled me to withstand the power of the thousand-year soul ring."
"A rare and precious treasure?" Ning Rongrong's curiosity was piqued again. "What kind of rare and precious treasure is it? Can you sell it to me? My family has so much money!"
Dugu Yan muttered to herself, "Is this little girl trying to squeeze Xuanming dry?"
Ye Lingling gently patted her friend's hand, signaling her not to talk nonsense.
Ning Fengzhi did not ignore Dugu Yan's mutterings; he did indeed have the same thought in his mind.
If Rongrong could also have this opportunity, the future of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School would be limitless.
"Young friend Ye, if it's convenient, could you perhaps reveal a little something?" Ning Fengzhi asked sincerely.
Ye Xuanming pondered for a moment, realizing that Ning Fengzhi was testing him.
"This is a long story," Ye Xuanming said, not giving an immediate answer, but instead asking.
"Sect Leader Ning, besides letting Miss Ning come into contact with me, is there any other reason why you brought Miss Ning down the mountain?"
Ning Fengzhi was surprised that Ye Xuanming would ask a question in return. He smiled, his eyes filled with admiration.
"Young friend Ye is indeed perceptive. To be honest, the reason I brought Rongrong down the mountain this time was to let her gain more experience in Tiandou City and broaden her horizons."
Ning Fengzhi paused for a moment, then explained, "After all, Rongrong has always been too well protected within the sect, and her personality is also..."
Ning Rongrong immediately became unhappy upon hearing her father's words: "Dad, is there something wrong with my personality?"
Ning Fengzhi shook his head helplessly, then continued:
"Therefore, I want Rongrong to stay at the Heaven Dou Royal Academy and study and live with you."
He looked at Ye Xuanming.
"If you don't mind, young friend Ye, I hope Rongrong can learn more from you. After all, you are about the same age, so it will be easier for you to communicate."
Ye Xuanming's heart stirred; Ning Fengzhi was indeed a cunning and shrewd man.
Keeping Ning Rongrong by his side would not only strengthen their connection, but also allow her to observe him through her daughter, and perhaps even uncover some secrets about the "heavenly treasures".
"No problem." Ye Xuanming agreed without hesitation. "It would be my honor to study with Miss Ning."
After all, Ye Xuanming has already stood on the opposite side of Tang San, so it's best for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School not to support Tang San.
This also means that the fusion skill between the Sausage Spirit and the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in the original work has been severed.
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