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For a moment, Tang San's thoughts wandered as he considered many of the drawbacks of the Spirit Hall.
If Spirit Hall were merely a church or gang, seeking status solely through strength, there would be no argument. However, if it were to establish a nation in the future without changing its strategy, it would certainly incur public wrath.
Some might argue that sacrificing one generation could benefit future ones, but who would willingly be part of that sacrificed generation?
"It seems that if I, as the Holy Son, want to conduct my research peacefully, I must first establish a foundational ideology for Spirit Hall," Tang San mused. "Moreover, this ideology can't be based on angelic beliefs, or Bibi Dong will certainly become estranged from me. For now, I'll need to wait until I go to Spirit City and truly understand Bibi Dong."
"Your manor is quite large," Ning Rongrong interrupted Tang San's thoughts, commenting on the size of the Silver Blue Manor. "It's comparable to our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan's manor in Tian Dou City."
"The manor was a generous gift from Emperor Xue Ye," Tang San replied with a slight smile, glancing at the sunset. "How about having dinner before you leave?"
"Sure," Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up, completely forgetting about the earlier mention of Mu Tian's death. "Are you going to cook?"
"My cooking skills aren't great; I can only make simple home-cooked dishes."
"That's fine, I've never had simple home-cooked food before."
Tang San wanted to refuse, but Ning Rongrong left him no excuse.
Helpless, he agreed. After all, guests should have their reasonable requests fulfilled.
As Tang San went to the kitchen, Ning Rongrong grabbed Xiao Wu's hand and asked, "Are you and Tang San really practicing a technique that only the closest people can perform together?"
"What are you talking about?" Xiao Wu's expression remained unchanged as she placed her hands on her hips, pretending to be angry.
"Haha, I'm just saying. It's impossible for Tang San to..."
"We're already married!" Before Ning Rongrong could finish, Xiao Wu interrupted her, giving her a confirming look. "Even when researching 'Qi and Blood Vibration,' we couldn't suppress it without Guang Ling."
"What?!" Ning Rongrong was stunned, her eyes glazed over. For a moment, she couldn't tell if Xiao Wu understood her meaning or was just joking. Either way, she couldn't face the term "Qi and Blood Vibration" anymore.
This is too bold!
And Guang Ling joined too?
Dual cultivation?
"Pfft!"
Seeing Ning Rongrong's confusion, Xiao Wu suddenly covered her mouth, her playful smile revealing she was teasing Ning Rongrong.
"Oh, so you're daring enough to talk to me like that," Ning Rongrong muttered, exasperated. "How come I didn't notice you were this bold back at Tian Dou Royal Academy?"
"There are many things you haven't noticed!" Xiao Wu said smugly. "For example, I've been practicing the three-blade technique and assassination methods, but I never showed you at Tian Dou Royal Academy."
"However, Brother says that to truly master this practice, it's best to engage in real combat."
"Unfortunately, Mu Tian's situation doesn't allow for that."
Ning Rongrong sighed, holding her forehead. "You and Third Brother really are a perfect match. Whenever you talk about cultivation, you both can find so much wisdom in it. Cultivation is supposed to be quite tedious."
"As long as you delve deeply and immerse yourself, you can naturally find joy in it." Xiao Wu flicked her scorpion braid, producing a sharp crack in the air as the golden short sword at the end swiftly darted past Ning Rongrong's neck. It moved so fast that Ning Rongrong couldn't react.
If it had pierced her throat...
Hiss—
Ning Rongrong gasped and asked, "Did Third Brother teach you this as well?"
"Of course." Xiao Wu twirled her braid, caressing the golden short sword at the end. "This short sword may appear wooden, but it's crafted from a highly precious wood. Normally, it feels dull to the touch, just an unusual hair ornament. But when infused with spirit power, it can slice through iron like butter and cut hair with a breeze."
"Can I learn this too?" Ning Rongrong found the move incredibly cool and saw it as a powerful self-defense skill.
"You can," Xiao Wu said, raising a finger with a serious expression. "First, you need to have long hair like mine, and you must be able to braid it."
Ning Rongrong: "..."
Forget it, she thought, it's not worth it. I can't learn it.
Ning Rongrong's hair, while not short, only reached her shoulders.
Female soul masters typically did not grow their hair too long unless they were at least at the Soul King level or were stationed at an academy, family, or sect, rarely going out. Long hair could easily hinder physical techniques and present a vulnerability in battle.
Conversely, those who seldom ventured out and thus rarely fought could afford to spend more time maintaining their hair.
"Xiao Wu, how do you care for your hair? Do you spend a lot of time washing it every day?" Ning Rongrong asked curiously.
"It doesn't take much time. My body has a special constitution that keeps me free of dust and dirt," Xiao Wu explained, hinting that Ning Rongrong shouldn't be too envious. This was a natural gift of her hundred-thousand-year transformed spirit beast form.
As dinner time approached, Lingxi, Lingmeng, and Tang San brought the dishes to the table.
The meal included Mapo tofu, braised chicken, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and stir-fried vegetables. As Tang San mentioned, he could only cook simple home-cooked dishes.
However, under the control of his powerful soul force, even these ordinary dishes provided the girls with an extraordinary culinary experience. Gu Yuena, in particular, was shoveling the food into her mouth.
"Is this the extraordinary girl without a spirit?" Ning Rongrong asked Tang San, watching Gu Yuena eat with her mouth full of grease.
"She has a name—Gu Yuena," Tang San introduced. "As for her spirit, it's awakened with my help. It possesses characteristics of both a tool spirit and a beast spirit. It's a true dragon spirit, far superior to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon."
"A true dragon spirit stronger than the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon?" Ning Rongrong was shocked. "If this girl grows up, she might surpass the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's top beast spirit."
Surpass?
Tang San silently shook his head.
Even with a silver dragon, and even if she were the Dragon King, it would be difficult to replace the status of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon.
Family, bloodline, and heritage.
These three elements are the foundation of a top-tier beast spirit's status.
Moreover, Gu Yuena didn't seem interested in titles like "top-tier beast spirit."
At that moment, with her bowl empty, Gu Yuena grabbed the rice bucket, hugging it to her chest and scooping rice into her mouth with a spoon. Everyone, including Tang San, was stunned.
"This Gu Yuena is really something else," Ning Rongrong remarked, finding the girl quite interesting. How could such a small body hold so much food? Did she digest it immediately after swallowing?
After dinner, Gu Yuena voluntarily cleaned up the dishes and went to the kitchen with Lingxi and Lingmeng to wash them. Meanwhile, Tang San asked Ning Rongrong, "Shall I escort you back?"
"It's already late. Won't you let me stay the night?" Ning Rongrong countered.
"I just don't want to cause any misunderstandings," Tang San laughed, then personally arranged a room for her. "How about this room?"
"It's nice." Ning Rongrong didn't have high requirements for accommodations. As long as the bed had a soft mattress, and the bedding and pillows were new, breathable, and warm, she was satisfied—are these not high standards?
"Good, I thought a young lady like you would have very high standards," Tang San joked. "If you want, you can stay longer. I'm interested in researching the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda spirit, and Guang Ling can also study the energy flow patterns in your spirit."
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda is a pure augmentation spirit. If its energy flow patterns could be deciphered, it might be possible to replicate its enhancement efficiency with soul tools.
This was one of Tang San's goals.
"Of course, don't worry. During the research, you will also benefit. Your Nine Treasures Nine Apertures Nine Suns Array still needs improvement, and you can use this time to practice more."
"Captain, is this what you wanted to talk about?" Ning Rongrong put her hands on her hips, pursing her lips. "No wonder you're so strong; you've been focusing all your energy on researching theory and spirit cultivation."
"When you're young, you should spend time on research and cultivation... um!?"
Tang San's words were cut short as Ning Rongrong grabbed his collar, engaging in a fierce debate.
After a while, Tang San felt like he was suffocating, and Ning Rongrong, with a flushed face, said, "Don't get any ideas. This is just to thank you for evolving my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda."
"Your thank you gift is a bit late," Tang San teased. He wasn't one to be passive; if someone took advantage of him, he'd return the favor.
Suffer a loss? Not a chance!
"Hu~"
Just as Ning Rongrong was expecting Tang San to continue, he stopped at the crucial moment and walked out of the room before she could react. This made her realize that he was a responsible person, not driven by desire.
"Just wait, Tang San. This lady is determined to chase you!"
(End of this chapter)