manynovel Chapter 107 The Mischievous Ning Rongrong
Chapter 107 The Mischievous Ning Rongrong
Chapter 107 The Mischievous Ning Rongrong
Inside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Ning Rongrong sat on the sofa in the hall, swinging her slender legs incessantly, her pretty face puffed out with two adorable little bumps, full of annoyance.
She had been back for most of the day, but her father was nowhere to be seen, which gradually dampened her initial excitement.
Opposite Ning Rongrong sat a gaunt-faced man. He was slowly sipping his tea, and his physique was truly astonishing. He wasn't the muscular type, but rather had an unusually large frame. The originally spacious sofa seemed rather cramped beneath him.
His clothes seemed to be stretched taut by his skeleton; his muscles and skin were withered, and his eye sockets were sunken. If seen at night, he would look exactly like a giant skeleton. A few sparse white hairs hung down his head, making him look as ugly as could be.
This old man was none other than the Bone Douluo Gu Rong.
"My little princess, don't be angry. Your father will probably be back soon," Bone Douluo said to Ning Rongrong, putting down his teacup. His voice was extremely hoarse, like leaves falling in the wind, sounding very distressed.
Ning Rongrong jumped off the sofa and sat on Bone Douluo's lap. Her delicate, fair skin made her look like a fine porcelain doll compared to the massive frame of Bone Douluo. She reached out and grabbed the white hair on the withered old man's head. "I don't care! I've been gone for so long, and now that I'm finally back, Dad's not here. He's definitely hiding from me on purpose! Grandpa Bone, you have to stand up for me!"
Bone Douluo's withered skin twitched, and he said with a wry smile, "My little princess, stop messing with these few strands of straw on my head, or I'll really go bald, and that bastard of your Sword Grandpa will laugh at me even more. You want me to make the decision? What can I do? In this sect, who dares to mess with you?"
Ning Rongrong thought for a moment and said, "That's true. Humph, no matter what, when Dad comes back, I have to make him give me something nice before I can calm down. Grandpa Bone, you have to put in a good word for me."
To save the few remaining strands of hair on his head, Bone Douluo had no choice but to nod repeatedly. If outside Soul Masters saw him like this, they would be utterly astonished. As the most enigmatic Title Douluo, Bone Douluo had been tormented to this state by a mere little girl; it was hard for anyone to believe.
"I knew Grandpa Bone was the best." Ning Rongrong seemed completely oblivious to the ugliness of Grandpa Bone in front of her. She gave him a big kiss on the face before jumping down.
Looking at the lively Ning Rongrong, Bone Douluo's eyes were filled with warmth and doting affection. He had practically watched Ning Rongrong grow up, and the little devil's spoiled nature since childhood was almost entirely due to his and Ning Rongrong's other sword grandfather's indulgence.
"I heard our little witch is back? Where is she, Rongrong? Come out quickly and let Daddy see her." Just then, the person who came to the rescue finally arrived.
Upon hearing the voice, Ning Rongrong was initially excited and wanted to go to greet it, but she quickly remembered that she was still angry, so she hurriedly put on a stern face, turned around, and faced away from the door.
Her charming appearance made Bone Douluo on the sofa burst out laughing.
A refined middle-aged man entered the hall accompanied by an elderly man with white hair and a youthful face, dressed in white.
These two were Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo Chen Xin.
Ning Fengzhi spotted his daughter immediately and strode forward. "Girl, why are you turning your back to your father? You've been away from home for over a month, and I've missed you terribly!"
Ning Rongrong turned around abruptly. "Miss me? Yeah, right. You probably wish I wasn't home."
Seeing his daughter's sullen face, Ning Fengzhi felt a pang of pity. He sat down on the sofa and reached out to hug her. However, Ning Rongrong turned away and dodged him.
Ning Fengzhi was startled when he failed to catch his daughter. Although he was a support-type Soul Master, his immense Soul Power, exceeding level 70, had greatly enhanced his body, making him far stronger than ordinary people. Ning Rongrong had inherited his Martial Soul, also a support-type. At this moment, his casual embrace, though not slow, was easily dodged by his daughter.
Ning Rongrong didn't notice her father's surprise. She ran straight to Sword Douluo and threw herself into his arms, crying, "Grandpa Sword, Grandpa Sword, I missed you so much! Waaah..."
Reunited with her loved ones after a long separation, Ning Rongrong, still a young girl, burst into tears of excitement.
Sword Douluo quickly hugged her small body tenderly, "My dear, my little darling, you're finally back. Grandpa Sword missed you terribly."
Ning Rongrong looked up. "Really?"
Sword Douluo said solemnly, "Of course it's true. If you don't believe me, ask Old Bones."
Ning Rongrong blinked her clear, big eyes: "But Grandpa Bone just told me that he thinks about me a little more than you do."
"He's talking nonsense." Sword Douluo showed no mercy to Bone Douluo: "It's clearly me who thinks of you more."
"You're the one talking nonsense." Bone Douluo suddenly stood up from the sofa. His terrifying height was nearly 2.5 meters, and coupled with his hoarse voice, he looked even more frightening.
"Not convinced? Come on, let's find a place to practice." Sword Douluo puffed out his chest and glared at his opponent without fear.
"Alright, alright. Uncle Jian, Uncle Gu, you've been fighting your whole lives. Rongrong just got back, so let's call it a day." Ning Fengzhi looked helplessly at the two old men in front of him.
"Hmph." Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo snorted almost simultaneously, neither looking at the other, their gazes both falling on Ning Rongrong.
Ning Fengzhi slapped his forehead, thinking to himself, "The little witch is still the little witch. The house has become lively as soon as she came back." He couldn't help but say, "Rongrong, don't talk nonsense."
Ning Rongrong stuck out her tongue at her father, clearly not afraid of Ning Fengzhi at all, otherwise she wouldn't have the nickname "Little Witch." "You don't miss me, but you two grandpas aren't allowed to? I've come all this way back, but you're not home. Grandpas, how about this, you both give Rongrong a gift. Whoever's gift Rongrong likes the most shows who misses Rongrong more."
"Uh..." The two titled Douluos exchanged a glance, thinking at the same time, "Why is it this trick again?"
Ning Fengzhi suppressed a laugh and said, "Alright, Rongrong, come here quickly and let Daddy see you. Who said Daddy doesn't miss you? Daddy has prepared a gift for you. If you don't behave, the gift won't be here."
"A gift? What is it?" Upon hearing the word "gift," Ning Rongrong immediately became interested and ran to her father.
Ning Fengzhi calmly raised his hand to hug his daughter, but Ning Rongrong turned around and easily dodged him again, pouting and saying, "Give me the gift first, or I won't hug you."
This time, it wasn't just Ning Fengzhi who was surprised; the two elders also exchanged glances, their faces showing astonishment.
Due to the unique nature of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, even a Title Douluo cannot discern her soul power level.
Ning Fengzhi's heart stirred, and he asked, "Rongrong, tell Daddy what level your soul power is. If you make progress, Daddy can give you a gift."
Upon hearing her father ask about her soul power, Ning Rongrong immediately became proud. "Dad, my talent is much better than yours. I haven't been slacking off in the past month or so, and my soul power hasn't increased much, only about four levels."
"That's so little, Rongrong. You need to work harder. Wait, how much did you say?" Ning Fengzhi knew his daughter too well. From childhood to adulthood, Ning Rongrong hated cultivation the most. Although she had excellent talent, she always needed to be forced to practice for a while, and there had to be various benefits in exchange.
When he realized that Ning Rongrong was referring to Level 4, his face was filled with disbelief.
Ning Rongrong blinked her big eyes and looked at her father innocently. "I mean, Level 4! It's a bit low, but I'll try my best."
Ning Fengzhi's voice changed slightly, "Level 4? You were level 26 when you left, so you're level 30 now? You're not lying to your father, are you?"
Ning Rongrong said coquettishly, "Bad daddy, you don't believe me. Rongrong was naughty before, but I never lied. If you don't believe me, let your two grandpas see."
As she spoke, she ran up to Sword Douluo, stretched out her little hand, summoned her martial soul, and said, "Grandpa Sword, Grandpa Bone, look."
As they were talking, a dazzling nine-colored light condensed in her hand. The three of them looked at the light condensing in Ning Rongrong's palm and suddenly felt something was strange, but they couldn't quite put their finger on what was so strange about it.
A dazzling pagoda appeared on Ning Rongrong's right hand as two yellow spirit rings swirled around it, its brilliance instantly brightening the entire hall.
Before Ning Fengzhi could even get a good look, the Sword Douluo beside him exclaimed in surprise, "Nine layers, nine colors? The Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda?"
"What?" Ning Fengzhi was shocked. He finally realized what was strange. When Ning Rongrong released her martial soul, the color in her palm was no longer the original seven colors, but two more colors appeared, making it nine colors, and the number of layers also became nine!
The three of them instantly surrounded Ning Rongrong, staring intently at the nine-story glazed pagoda in her hand.
After a long while, Ning Fengzhi swallowed hard and said in a dry voice, "Rongrong, how did your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda evolve into a Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda? Is it because of Tianyun?"
As he said this, Ning Fengzhi's eyes were filled with infatuation and fervor.
Heaven is fair; the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul is so terrifying on the battlefield that it also has its flaws.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda is called Seven Treasures because each level can only absorb one spirit ring, and with only seven levels, it can only hold seven spirit rings, two fewer than any other martial soul. This is also why Ning Fengzhi has been stuck at level 79.
Therefore, he was eager to know how Ning Rongrong had evolved the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. If the method was simple, then their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would be greatly enhanced and become the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect again, which would also be his hope for breakthrough.
When the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda is cultivated to the Soul Saint level, its auxiliary effect is only 80%, while the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda can be cultivated to the Title Douluo level, at which time the auxiliary effect can reach 100%, which is a huge improvement.
The precious light faded, and Ning Rongrong withdrew her martial spirit. Then, she asked curiously, "Dad, how did you know this was related to Brother Tianyun?"
At this moment, Bone Douluo laughed and answered first, "How could we not know? You are our precious darling, and your whereabouts have always been known to your father."
Ning Fengzhi was somewhat surprised upon hearing Ning Rongrong's words and asked, "Is it really related to Tianyun?"
Ning Rongrong chuckled, "Yes, thanks to Brother Tianyun, he let me eat a fairy herb, so my martial soul evolved into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, and my soul power also increased to level 30."
"A magical herb?" Ning Fengzhi asked anxiously, "What magical herb?"
Ning Rongrong said, "Brother Tianyun said it's called something like 'Qiluo Tulip,' a kind of immortal herb that's no less valuable than a 100,000-year-old soul ring or soul bone."
Ning Fengzhi was startled upon hearing this, but upon careful consideration, he realized that Ning Rongrong's words were not an exaggeration at all, and were even quite conservative. The effects of this immortal herb were definitely much better than those of a 100,000-year-old soul ring or soul bone.
He frantically searched his memory for the names of herbs he knew, his brow furrowed, but to no avail. He turned to the two elders and asked, "Uncle Jian, Uncle Gu, have you ever heard of this kind of immortal herb?"
The two old men shook their heads simultaneously, their faces blank. Bone Douluo said, "Perhaps only that old poisoner, Dugu Bo, knows."
At this moment, Ning Rongrong said something that disappointed Ning Fengzhi: "Dad, Brother Tianyun said that there is only one of each kind of immortal herb, and only the immortal herb that is suitable for you can enhance the talent of a soul master."
Ning Fengzhi felt a little disappointed, but fortunately, Ning Rongrong's martial soul had evolved into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, which was already a great surprise. He couldn't help but think to himself, "I'll let Rongrong and Tianyun have more children and pass on the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul."
Ning Rongrong smiled mischievously and said again, "Dad, what about the gift you prepared for me? If I'm satisfied, I'll give you a surprise."
Upon hearing this, Ning Fengzhi reached into his robes and handed Ning Rongrong the treasure he had purchased at the grand auction that day. He said gently, "Rongrong, this is a storage soul tool that your sword-wielding grandfather and I bought at the grand auction today. It has an internal space of one hundred cubic meters! It's quite rare."
Ning Rongrong reached out and took it. She saw that it was a sapphire necklace inlaid with a diameter of three centimeters. The workmanship was extremely exquisite and luxurious. In addition, the huge space inside made it obviously very valuable.
Ning Rongrong then revealed a satisfied smile, accepted it, and then took out three treasure boxes of different materials from her original bracelet storage soul tool.
Ning Fengzhi and the other two were simultaneously moved, and couldn't help but tremble with excitement. Then they looked intently at Ning Rongrong, and they all vaguely guessed what was in the box.
Meeting the gazes of the three, Ning Rongrong raised her head and said proudly, "This is a gift that Brother Tianyun prepared especially for you."
After speaking, Ning Rongrong opened the first box, handed it to Ning Fengzhi, and introduced it, "The immortal herb for Dad is called the Star Luo Spirit Pearl. It needs to absorb the starlight of the sky to grow, which is similar to the effect of the Qi Luo Tulip that I absorbed. It is also very suitable for our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul. The way to take it is to eat the golden fruit."
Ning Fengzhi held the jade box containing the Star Luo Spirit Pearl in trembling hands, his eyes gleaming with excitement. Even he, who always maintained a high level of composure, could not hide his unease. His breathing became rapid, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. His voice trembled slightly as he said, "This...this Star Luo Spirit Pearl, can it really help me break through the limitations of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda? That child Tianyun, he actually managed to find such a precious item."
He stared intently at the immortal herb in the jade box, as if he could see the glorious future of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, his eyes filled with anticipation and longing.
After a long while, he took a deep breath, trying to calm his excited emotions, and said, "If it can really be as Rongrong said, then the future of my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will be limitless. Tianyun is truly a lucky star for our school!"
At this moment, Ning Rongrong opened the second box, inside which was a section of dark bamboo. After handing it to Sword Douluo, she continued, "This is a magical herb for Grandpa Sword, called the Ink Jade Divine Bamboo. It can enhance the strength of a martial soul, greatly increasing its combat power. In addition, it has a great effect on clearing the mind and can increase the attributes of the whole body. The way to consume it is to eat the entire bamboo stalk."
Sword Douluo Chen Xin took the box, gently stroking the Ink Jade Divine Bamboo, his eyes revealing satisfaction and joy. His weathered face flushed slightly with excitement, his fingers lightly touching the leaves of the Ink Jade Divine Bamboo, as if sensing the powerful energy contained within.
He said, "This kind of immortal herb is truly miraculous. With it, my martial spirit will surely become even stronger. That little fellow Tianyun is quite thoughtful! I want to see what level my swordsmanship can reach after absorbing this immortal herb."
His gaze became firm and sharp, as if he could already see his own heroic figure after his strength had greatly increased.
At this moment, Bone Douluo's old face was beaming with joy, his wrinkles crinkling together, his eyes narrowing into slits, and he was chuckling softly as he eagerly asked Ning Rongrong, "Rongrong, what kind of immortal herb did Tianyun give Grandpa Bone?"
Ning Rongrong didn't keep him waiting long. She handed him the last box and explained, "This is the immortal herb for Grandpa Bone, called the Nether Bone Spirit Lotus. It can greatly enhance bone strength and defensive capabilities. It also has a cold and yin attribute, making it the perfect match for Grandpa Bone's martial soul. The way to consume it is to eat all the petals at once."
Looking at the Nether Bone Spirit Lotus in his hand, Bone Douluo said excitedly, "Haha, with this Nether Bone Spirit Lotus, my strength will definitely reach a new level! Tianyun has really given us a big surprise! I think this child is much more outstanding than I imagined."
"Hahaha, I'm getting more and more satisfied with our grandson-in-law!" Bone Douluo turned to Sword Douluo and laughed, unable to resist praising Yu Tianyun.
Sword Douluo looked at him with disdain and said, "Hmph, who was it that was shouting that they didn't agree to the engagement back then?"
Bone Douluo stiffened his neck, widened his eyes, and said, "Who said that? I certainly didn't." After saying that, he touched his beard, looking somewhat unnatural.
Sword Douluo's contempt deepened, and he couldn't be bothered to pay him any more attention.
Ning Rongrong looked at the three who had all received the immortal herbs and instructed them, "Dad, Grandpa Sword, Grandpa Bone, now that you've all received the immortal herbs, hurry up and absorb them!"
Ning Fengzhi nodded with a smile and then said, "Of course. After we absorb the immortal herbs, you take me, your Sword Grandpa, and Bone Grandpa to Tianyun's place. We must properly thank him for such a valuable gift."
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(End of this chapter)