Remember, Ning Rongrong is only at the fortieth level. Naturally, she can crush a soul master with a spirit power of ten levels, but there is a world of difference for a soul master in using or not using their martial soul.
Especially for those with beast martial souls, they have an immense advantage at lower cultivation levels, as their physical fitness is far superior to their peers.
How did Ning Rongrong manage to defeat them in battle? The innate technique enhances physical fitness with extraordinary results, as he knew all too well.
However, the effect and efficiency of this enhancement vary from person to person.
The purer the physical foundation, the better the bloodline quality, and the stronger the original physical strength, the faster the improvement.
Although Ning Rongrong's qualifications are outstanding, she originally had a significant innate deficiency in strength as an auxiliary system soul master that needed to be compensated for.
More importantly, she had also taken celestial herbs, which, contrary to being an aid, were an obstacle to cultivating the innate technique.
As her cultivation deepens, it wouldn't be difficult for Ning Rongrong to defeat soul masters purely with her physical strength. However, it is strange that she has made such a significant improvement after only about six months of cultivation.
Thinking of this, Su Cheng's eyes gleamed with a faint golden light as he glanced at Ning Rongrong. He immediately noticed that her aura seemed off in his true vision.
He directly grabbed Ning Rongrong's wrist and injected a thin stream of innate power to sense it carefully.
Ning Rongrong blushed instantly but did not struggle.
Watching this scene, Zhu Zhuqing's eyes turned slightly cold, and she glanced at Ning Rongrong.
Naturally, Su Cheng wasn't trying to take advantage of her. As the energy coursed through her meridians, he discovered that although the medicinal power of the celestial herbs was still somewhat residual in her body, the situation was much better than with Qian Renxue and Zhu Zhuqing.
No, it was vastly better, almost undetectable.
Su Cheng released Ning Rongrong, silently observing her, his fingers lightly tapping the table as he concentrated on his thoughts.
Why is this?
He did have deep research on herbs and the human body.
But all research requires real data as a foundation or similar cases for corroboration.
Celestial herbs are rare, and suitable people even more so, so his understanding is limited.
It seems now that the connection between the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda and the Beautiful Silk Tulip is far beyond his expectations.
As for the specifics, further research will be needed in the future.
"What's wrong?" Noticing his serious expression, Ning Rongrong couldn't help but feel a bit uneasy.
She had been quite proud of her progress.
"Oh, it's nothing." Su Cheng snapped out of his thoughts and smiled at her, "Your situation is excellent, even better than I expected. Keep up the hard work, and if you can continue like this, I'll give you a surprise."
"Really?" Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up, and she gently bit her lip.
"Of course." After affirming, Su Cheng finished his tea and stood up.
He nodded lightly to the two of them, "It's too late now. You two chat slowly, I'll head back first."
Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong didn't try to keep him.
If only one of them were present, they might have tried to keep him a bit longer, but with both there, it wasn't appropriate to say more.
As Su Cheng said, it was indeed quite late now.
After he left, Zhu Zhuqing suddenly said indifferently, "What are you happy about?"
"Uh?" Ning Rongrong was startled and quickly denied, "No, you must be mistaken."
"I know what you're thinking, but I advise you not to have those thoughts." Zhu Zhuqing ignored her denial and continued, "That Qian Renxue is a lunatic. If you attract her attention, you'll be in danger."
"Ha, Miss Zhu, you must be mistaken?" Ning Rongrong laughed and shook her head at first.
But seeing Zhu Zhuqing's cold, unchanging expression, her smile gradually faded.
"..."
After a moment of silence, she squinted her eyes, too lazy to pretend anymore, her attitude stiffened, "Then what do you mean, to stop me from going to Spirit Hall?"
"Heh." Zhu Zhuqing sneered, "To be honest, I don't care where you go, and Su Cheng isn't interested in you either. I'm not a lunatic like Qian Renxue, and I'm saying this purely for your own good."
What Ning Rongrong didn't know was that Zhu Zhuqing was indeed being sincere.
She truly thought so.
Though she had considered sending this little girl to Spirit Hall for Qian Renxue to kill, she felt no psychological burden in doing so.
And if successful, the one who would suffer wouldn't be herself.
But her thoughts weren't that ruthless, and the possible consequences might be beyond her control.
She was too weak now.
"Before I came here, what were you doing with my brother?" Ning Rongrong suddenly changed the subject.
Hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing's lips curved into a mocking smile as she looked at Ning Rongrong's displeased expression.
"So what if we did something? Heh, with your little schemes, you probably wouldn't survive half a year in Spirit Hall. There are more than just Qian Renxue there."
As she spoke, an image of Bibi Dong leaning in Su Cheng's arms on the Hell Road suddenly appeared in her mind, darkening her expression.
...
On the night Su Cheng and Zhu Zhuqing stayed at the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, Qian Renxue in the Spirit Hall Elder Palace was preparing for something significant.
It had been almost half a month since they left, and Qian Renxue had nearly absorbed the soul bone she had before.
She stood in the center of a large room, a huge lead box in front of her, with a dazzling golden angel suit torso bone inside.
An extremely powerful overlapping field spread out from her body, stopping abruptly as it filled the entire room.
The next moment, another figure, looking like a real person, appeared out of thin air opposite her, two identical beautiful figures standing face to face.
They looked at the lead box with serious expressions, then at each other.
"Are you sure?" The black-clad figure licked her red lips, looking playfully at the other.
"Of course."
"I didn't expect that with your weak nature, you would learn to defy that person's warning?"
"No need to provoke me. You know my thoughts, and I understand yours." The white-clad Qian Renxue remained calm, unmoved by the other's taunts, "Likewise, you don't need to be stubborn. I understand your thoughts too."
"…Very well." The smile faded from the dark eyes, "Then let us prove to him that not everything needs his intervention."
"It's 'us'." The golden flame-wrapped arm reached forward.
"Ha, yes, us." The black flame-covered arm also reached forward simultaneously, "Our talent is unparalleled!"
"Shhh—"
The moment their arms touched, dazzling platinum flames ignited silently.
There was no grand spectacle or loud sound, but the sudden bright light seemed capable of burning everything.
It was almost no longer "fire", but pure "light".
Then the platinum flame dripped from the palms of the two, quickly covering the entire torso bone and slowly melting it.
A few minutes later, just as their faces began to turn pale and their breath gradually weakened, the extremely powerful golden torso bone finally completely melted into golden liquid.
Behind them, black and white wings fluttered uncontrollably and then flapped gently.
If Su Cheng were here, he would be surprised to find that their wings had grown from the original two pairs to three complete pairs.
It's not because of the spirit's true form, but because of the real wings of the body.
Then, the flowing golden liquid began to spread and cover the bodies of the two.
They did not struggle or resist, allowing the strings of golden light to flow all over their bodies, and then gradually take shape about one centimeter away from the skin.
With a series of clanging sounds, the golden light instantly condensed and transformed into golden armor that perfectly fit their body proportions.
The high-raised chest armor, the slender and narrow waist armor, the round and smooth shoulder armor, and the ankle-length battle skirt cover and wrap the bodies of both of them at the same time.
Even above the wings, there is a string of golden armor spreading along the wing bones.
Finally, a golden crown appeared above their heads.
However, just as the golden armor took shape, it shattered and turned into flowing light again.
A look of pain flashed across both of their faces at the same time, and they couldn't help but let out a groan.
But they seemed to have anticipated this situation and their expressions were unusually calm.
The platinum flame continued to burn, and the golden light began to condense again.
After a few breaths, the golden armor finally took shape again.
But the same scene happened again.
The armor shattered once again.
Just like that, the golden light condensed into armor again and again and covered the two people, but it shattered instantly at the moment of condensation, and then condensed again...
This process was repeated countless times.
If there were outsiders present at this time, they would find that every time the armor was re-condensed, its color would become lighter.
But at the same time, Qian Renxue's aura will also drop a lot.
Finally, after repeating this process over fifty times, the golden light turned completely white, and Qian Renxue's aura had also fallen to the bottom of the valley.
"Okay."
The two looked at each other, then the black figure disappeared and the field converged.
The platinum-colored light covered Qian Renxue's body surface, and then merged into her body bit by bit.
"boom--"
The thunderous explosion echoed deep in her soul.
At the same time, terrifying white flames ignited all over her body.
Qian Renxue's long golden hair had completely changed at this moment.
It turned into a blazing white, and the whites of the eyes and the pupils could no longer be seen. There was only a shining white light, heartless and sexless, like a god.
At this moment, she was as hot and dazzling as the sun.
Even if it is a Titled Douluo-level being, one glance at it would probably cause pain in the eyes and make it difficult to see for a short period of time.
In fact, let alone sight, even perception approaching this place will be instantly burned and cause backlash.
For example, Qian Daoliu.
Deep in the Elders' Hall, the peerless Douluo who looked like a middle-aged man suddenly opened his eyes, and a streak of blood flowed from his nose.
He stretched out his hand and looked at the blood drop in his hand. He couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Xiaoxue, what on earth are you doing?"
Just now, after he sensed the extremely powerful and terrifying aura fluctuations emanating from Qian Renxue's room, he subconsciously released his perception to understand the situation.
Who knew that before he got close, he felt that his mental power seemed to evaporate in an instant, without even a moment of reaction.
That little loss of mental strength was naturally nothing to him.
But that burning sensation seemed to be burning directly into the depths of his soul along with his mental power.
As a last resort, Qian Daoliu had to cut it off on his own initiative, which resulted in some backlash.
The power was so strong that even he felt a chill in his heart, and for a moment he didn't know whether to be happy or sad.
Even under the strong energy impact just now, a big hole was burned above the dome of the entire Elder Hall, and the moonlight poured down.
In Qian Renxue's room, the only sound left at this moment was the suppressed heavy breathing.
The state just now only lasted for a moment, and she was beaten back to her original form.
During the process, the ordinary clothes she was wearing had long been burned to ashes, leaving her flawless white body exposed under the starry sky.
But no one has the chance to see such a beautiful scene.
Qian Renxue herself had anticipated this, so she had only worn ordinary clothes during this period, and only now changed back into the precious soul guide dress.
An expression of uncontrollable joy appeared on her face, and she whispered in a low voice: "It's done..."
On the other side, Qian Daoliu looked in the direction of Qian Renxue's room. After hesitating for a moment, he decided to go over there in person to take a look at what was going on.
But just as he stood up, his eyes moved slightly and then he stopped moving.
Bibi Dong's aura was approaching.