svetikya Chapter 117 Ning Fengzhi: Heaven Blesses My Sect
Chapter 117 Ning Fengzhi: Heaven Blesses My Sect
Chapter 117 Ning Fengzhi: Heaven Blesses My Sect (Ninth Update)
Despite saying that, the sweet smile on her face betrayed her true feelings.
"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore."
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Ning Fengzhi, knowing when to stop, asked with a smile.
"Did you come back this time because of something? Or did you suffer some injustice outside and come back to get your dad and grandpa's support?"
"Hmph, I wasn't wronged at all! Brother July is so good to me!"
Ning Rongrong immediately retorted, then puffed out her small chest, put her hands on her hips, and revealed a smug and mysterious smile on her face.
"I'm back with incredibly good news! You'd better be prepared, don't be scared!"
"Oh? Such great news?"
Chenxin and Gurong stopped bickering and looked over curiously.
Although Ning Rongrong used to be quirky and loved to act cute, she was never ambiguous when it came to serious matters.
Ning Fengzhi also showed an interested expression.
"Really? Rongrong, tell us quickly, what good news is it that makes our little princess so proud?"
"Hehe, you guys watch closely!"
Ning Rongrong took a deep breath, then her eyes narrowed, and her soul power began to circulate slightly within her body.
A surge of soul power, significantly stronger and more refined than when she left home last time, emanated from her petite body!
"This fluctuation of soul power—"
Chen Xin's eyes flickered slightly, Gu Rong also put away his joking expression, and Ning Fengzhi even sat up a little straighter.
Ning Rongrong didn't keep them in suspense and announced directly, "Look carefully! I'm now a level 38 Soul Master!"
"What?!"
"Level 38?!"
Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, and Gu Rong exclaimed in almost unison!
Although their faces showed shock, a closer look revealed a hint of solemnity and worry beneath the shock, rather than pure joy.
Ning Rongrong was only a Great Soul Master when she left home this time, how long has it been?
More than a year!
It actually jumped straight to level 38!
This speed has exceeded the normal range of improvement.
Chen Xin reacted the fastest, and in a flash, he appeared next to Ning Rongrong, gently placing his hand on her wrist.
The soul power probed into Ning Rongrong's body, traveling along her meridians, carefully examining every corner of her body, the degree of solidity of the soul power, the vigor of her vitality, and whether there were any signs of overdrawing her potential or damaging her foundation.
As the grandparents who watched Ning Rongrong grow up, their biggest worry was not that Ning Rongrong's strength was improving slowly, but that she might go astray and use some evil methods that would force her to grow faster or even deplete her life potential in order to improve her strength quickly.
Ning Rongrong was stunned for a moment, then realized that her two grandfathers and father were concerned about her, so she stood obediently and let Chen Xin investigate.
After a moment, Chen Xin's tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. He then shook his head slightly at Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong, and said in a deep voice.
"His soul power is solid and pure, his foundation is firm and stable, and his vitality is vigorous and abundant. There is no sign of weakness or damage. On the contrary, he is even stronger than when he left home. His meridians seem to have been widened and strengthened. This improvement is real and there are no aftereffects."
Hearing Chen Xin's words, Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong finally breathed a sigh of relief. The solemn look on their faces disappeared, replaced by an irrepressible joy.
"Oh dear! Daddy, Grandpa Sword, Grandpa Bone, what are you thinking about!"
Ning Rongrong then pouted and stomped her feet in dissatisfaction.
"Brother July is so good to me! How could he possibly use those harmful things to improve my strength? He only gives me the best! And—"
She deliberately dragged out her words, her little face full of smugness.
"Thirty-eight levels of soul power—that's just the most ordinary, most basic gain! What follows is the real highlight and surprise!"
"That's not the point?!"
"This has left us old folks speechless with shock!"
Gu Rong and Chen Xin were stunned once again.
A level 38 Soul Master at less than thirteen years old—that's enough to shake the entire Soul Master world!
What could be more surprising than this?
Ning Fengzhi suppressed the shock in his heart and looked intently at his daughter.
"Rongrong, tell me quickly, what other surprises are there?"
"Hehe, watch closely!"
Ning Rongrong smiled mysteriously, took a step back, and stood still.
Then he spread his hands out, palms facing up.
"Nine treasures transform into crystal!"
A soft, dazzling light of soul power gathered in her palm.
An exquisitely crafted, radiant glass pagoda slowly emerged.
At first, Ning Fengzhi and the other two focused their attention on the pagoda's more crystal-clear texture and powerful soul energy fluctuations, secretly praising how their martial soul seemed to have become more solid as their strength increased.
But soon, Chen Xin's sharp, sword-like gaze suddenly sharpened, and he stared intently at the number of floors in the pagoda!
"one two three----"
He subconsciously started counting aloud.
Gu Rong also sensed something was wrong, moved closer, and stared wide-eyed: "Four, five, six—"
Ning Fengzhi's originally gentle and smiling gaze suddenly stopped when he counted to the seventh floor!
His expression froze instantly, and even the ornate cane he had been holding, a symbol of the sect leader's authority, fell to the ground with a clatter.
"Seven, eight, nine—nine, the ninth floor?!"
"This—this is—the Nine-Jeweled Glazed Tile Pagoda?!"
He no longer cared about maintaining his sect leader's dignity. He rushed forward, almost pressing his face against the pagoda in Ning Rongrong's palm, and counted it carefully again and again.
"One, two, three — eight, nine — nine stories! It really is nine stories! It really is the Nine-Treasured Glazed Pagoda!"
Ning Fengzhi's eyes instantly turned red, with glistening tears welling up in his eyes—tears of extreme excitement!
"Uncle Sword! Uncle Bone! Did you see that?! The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda! The legendary Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda! It has appeared on my daughter! Heaven bless my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect! Heaven bless my sect!"
Chen Xin and Gu Rong finally recovered from their shock.
"The Nine-Jeweled Glazed Pagoda—the legend is actually true!"
"Hahaha! Great! Excellent! Our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is finally about to break free from its thousand-year-old shackles, and the one breaking these shackles will be Rongrong!"
After a brief period of ecstasy, Ning Fengzhi forced himself to calm down quickly.
After all, he was the leader of a large sect, and he knew what this meant.
"Rongrong! Tell Daddy, how exactly did your martial soul evolve into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda?! Was it because of July? Or did you encounter some special opportunity?"
No wonder he was in such a hurry.
This is the Nine-Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!
This not only concerns Ning Rongrong's future, but also the fate of the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!
If he could know the method of evolution—even if there's only a sliver of a possibility—
Ning Rongrong felt the intense gazes of her father and two grandfathers, nodded vigorously, and said affirmatively.