Chapter 69: Nine Treasures? Three faces shocked.
Gu Rong also came over, looking curious.
He wanted to see this treasure that even the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School found as extraordinary.
Seeing the curious looks on the three elders, Ning Rongrong felt her little desire to show off was greatly satisfied.
Instead of answering directly, she kept everyone in suspense and took a step back.
"Watch closely!"
She gave a soft shout and raised her right hand.
A dazzling light shone in her palm.
An exquisite and magnificent pagoda slowly emerged.
Immediately afterwards, three soul rings rose up from beneath her feet.
Yellow, purple, purple!
When Ning Fengzhi saw the third, also purple, thousand-year soul ring, his expression froze.
"Rongrong, you...you're already a Soul Master?"
His voice trembled slightly.
How long has it been?
"No."
Chen Xin, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke, his brows furrowed.
"Rongrong, your soul power is not just as simple as just entering the Soul Venerable realm."
The ancient banyan tree also sensed it.
The soul power emanating from Ning Rongrong was far more profound than that of an ordinary level 31 Soul Master.
Ning Rongrong's smugness deepened as she listened to Sword Douluo's words.
She sighed dramatically, as if from Versailles.
"Sigh, with Brother Ye's help, I only reached level 37 when I was just over eleven years old."
She paused, then added.
"Compared to Brother Ye, who reached level 43 Soul Master at the age of twelve, it's nothing at all."
Boom!
These words were like a thunderbolt, exploding in the minds of Ning Fengzhi and the other two.
Eleven years old, a level thirty-seven auxiliary-type Soul Master!
What does this mean?
This means that Ning Rongrong has broken all the cultivation records in the history of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!
Ning Fengzhi felt a sudden dizziness. He reached out and grabbed a stone pillar beside him to steady himself.
He had seen his share of storms in his life, but at this moment, his pride in his composure completely crumbled.
Gu Rong opened his mouth wide, wanting to say something, but couldn't utter a single word.
He mechanically turned his head to look at Ye Xuanming.
This twelve-year-old level 43 Soul Master is not only a monster himself, but he can also turn others into monsters.
Chenxin's hand had unconsciously rested on the hilt of his sword.
The indestructible Seven Kill Sword seemed to sense its master's emotions and emitted a slight hum.
Seeing the three titled Douluo and the sect leader collectively lose their composure, Ye Xuanming rubbed his forehead and smiled helplessly.
He realized that Rongrong was deliberately showing off to get revenge for him.
Ning Rongrong was overjoyed to see the three people's reactions.
She cleared her throat and continued:
"Oh, Dad, Grandpa Sword, Grandpa Bone."
"How come you haven't figured out the real key point yet!"
"The key point?"
Gu Rong came to her senses and asked blankly.
"Eleven years old and thirty-seven levels, isn't that the point?"
"So what's the key point?"
The words of the ancient banyan tree were also what Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin wanted to ask.
In their view, Ning Rongrong's level advancement was already a miracle that could shake the entire sect and even the entire continent.
What could be more important than this?
"Old man, take another close look at Rongrong's martial soul."
Chen Xin's voice rang out; he seemed to have discovered something.
Upon hearing this, Gu Rong once again focused his attention on the pagoda in Ning Rongrong's palm.
He subconsciously began counting the number of floors in the tower.
"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven..."
When he reached the seventh floor, his voice abruptly stopped, and his expression became extremely strange.
Because above the seventh floor, there are two more floors!
"Eight...nine?"
Gu Rong's lips trembled; he couldn't believe what he was seeing.
He rubbed his eyes hard and counted again.
That's right, it's nine stories!
Seeing the look of utter disbelief on Bone Douluo's face, Ning Rongrong couldn't help but burst into smug laughter.
"Grandpa Sword is so thoughtful!"
"Hmph! The betrothal gift Brother Ye gave me is to help my martial soul evolve!"
She straightened her chest and declared loudly in a declarative tone:
"My martial soul is now the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!"
Nine-Jeweled Glazed Pagoda!
These five words struck Ning Fengzhi's heart like a heavy hammer.
His mind went blank, and his ears were ringing.
The destiny of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School for thousands of years, a shackle that countless predecessors have been unable to break through even after a lifetime of effort.
The tragic wish of successive sect leaders was to stop at the level of Soul Saint at level 79.
Today, it was broken.
His confidence was easily shattered by the boy in front of him.
Ning Fengzhi swayed, released his grip on the stone pillar, and staggered forward two steps.
He walked up to Ning Rongrong, stretched out his trembling hand, wanting to touch the nine-story pagoda, but dared not.
He feared it was all a dream.
A dream that was too beautiful, too fragile to be broken.
"dad..."
Seeing her father's distraught appearance, Ning Rongrong's eyes also reddened.
She took the initiative to present the Nine-Treasure Glazed Pagoda in her hand to Ning Fengzhi.
A warm, smooth sensation comes from the fingertips.
Ning Fengzhi's body trembled violently.
It's true!
All of this is real!
"What a blessing for our sect! May our ancestors be with us!"
Ning Fengzhi, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School Master who remained unmoved even when Mount Tai collapsed before him, could no longer control his emotions, and two streams of tears slid down his cheeks.
"Hahaha! Good! Great!"
After realizing what was happening, the ancient banyan tree threw its head back and laughed heartily, its laughter filled with joy.
A genuine smile appeared on Chen Xin's perpetually icy face.
Ning Fengzhi slowly turned around and looked at Ye Xuanming.
All the previous tests, examinations, and appreciations have transformed into an indescribable gratitude and solemnity at this moment.
He straightened his robes and bowed deeply to Ye Xuanming.
"Xuanming, thank you!"
Ye Xuanming stepped forward and firmly supported Ning Fengzhi's arms with both hands, stopping him from bending over any further.
"Uncle Ning, you are an elder and Rongrong's father. I cannot accept this courtesy."
His voice was steady, without the slightest hint of arrogance.
Ning Fengzhi raised his head, his face still showing lingering excitement, and patted Ye Xuanming's hand forcefully.
"Of course I can accept it! How could I not accept it!"
Ning Fengzhi spoke solemnly.
"Your gift is a life-saving grace for my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!"
Ye Xuanming didn't dwell on the issue any further; he helped Ning Fengzhi stand up straight.
"Since Rongrong has chosen me, I will never let her down."
He changed the subject and spoke frankly.
"But... Uncle Ning, you also know about the things between me, Sister Yanzi, and Sister Lingling."
Ye Xuanming had to lay this matter out in the open.
Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong nervously grabbed Ye Xuanming's sleeve, secretly watching her father's reaction.
Upon hearing this, Ning Fengzhi was taken aback for a moment, then a meaningful smile appeared on his face.
He glanced at Chenxin and Gurong beside him, both of whom also had knowing expressions.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Ning Fengzhi suddenly burst into laughter, his laughter filled with joy.
"Xuanming, you're overthinking it."
He waved his hand dismissively, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
"Throughout history, it has been common for true strongmen to have three wives and four concubines."
"Otherwise, how can a powerful bloodline be passed down?"
Ning Fengzhi's tone was very frank.
"As long as you have a place for Rongrong in your heart and treat her well, that's enough."
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