Ning Rongrong sat cross-legged on the ground, not moving.
Ning Fengzhi softly asked, "May I ask, Your Eminence, if there is anything our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan can do for you?"
"Haha, I have long since withdrawn from worldly matters," Qian Daoliu smiled faintly, shaking his head with a sigh of emotion.
"The only reason I ventured out with my brothers was for my grandson's marriage. For other matters, Sect Master Ning, you may discuss them with the Pope."
"I understand," Ning Fengzhi replied softly.
He had already begun to anticipate the future situation in the world of soul masters.
It seemed that once the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall grew stronger, the continent would be in for a significant change.
At this point, if the grand endeavor succeeded, the benefits for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan would undoubtedly be substantial.
With this in mind, Ning Fengzhi humbly said, "Please convey to Her Majesty the Pope that our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan will fully support her great cause."
"I will," Qian Daoliu narrowed his eyes slightly.
It seemed that even without the presence of the seven of them, the Spirit Hall was a towering tree, large enough to attract envy and caution from others.
"Golden Crocodile, let's go," Qian Daoliu had no intention of staying longer.
With the matter settled, he intended to return to the Spirit City.
Upon hearing this, Ning Fengzhi immediately stood up to persuade them to stay. "Your Eminence, why not stay a little longer so that I can properly fulfill the duties of a host?"
"There's no need. We snuck out quietly," Glowing Feather Douluo waved his hand.
"Feather!" Qing Luan Douluo glared at him.
Ning Fengzhi was puzzled, wondering what they meant by sneaking out quietly.
Golden Crocodile, upon receiving a signal from Qian Daoliu's eyes, immediately spoke up, "Ning Fengzhi, the marriage agreement has been established. I hope you remember this and don't make things difficult for us."
Ning Fengzhi's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly assured, "Rest assured, Your Eminence, I will handle everything properly."
Swoosh!
A gust of wind howled.
In an instant, Qian Daoliu, Golden Crocodile, and the others disappeared from the back hall. In the blink of an eye, they appeared under the bright moonlight, floating in the air.
"Farewell, Your Eminence," Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and Bone Douluo respectfully bowed and bid farewell to the empty hall.
Facing such immense power, they couldn't afford to be careless.
Just Qian Daoliu alone was someone they had no chance of defeating.
...
Under the moonlight, seven figures floated in the sky.
"Jiang Jun, Jiang Mo, Luan, Feather, since we are already out, why don't you all take a trip to the Star Dou Forest?" Qian Daoliu turned and instructed.
"Understood, big brother," Qianjun and Qingluan responded in unison.
They knew exactly what they needed to do in the Star Dou Forest—search for a hundred-thousand-year soul beast for Qian Renxue.
Watching their figures disappear into the distance, Qian Daoliu took a breath of fresh air, then, with Golden Crocodile and Mighty Lion Douluo, he headed back to Spirit City. "Let's go, time to return."
...
The sun rose in the east.
Qian Renjue was still amidst the towering mountains, surrounded by uneven peaks.
The treacherous landscape was enough to make breathing difficult, yet one could still catch a faint scent—familiar and distinct yet entirely unique.
Within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, the three men in the hall had stayed up all night.
Due to Ning Rongrong's weak cultivation, the absorption of the Kirin Golden Pill was taking much longer than expected.
However, despite the delay, there was no worry in their eyes, because the changes in Ning Rongrong were spectacular.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, glowing with seven colors, quietly floated in front of her, encased in a dense golden glow.
This golden light emanated from Ning Rongrong herself, carrying a strong floral fragrance reminiscent of ylang-ylang.
The pagoda, bathed in the golden glow, made the young girl look like a celestial being.
With every pulse of the golden light, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda became even more brilliant and dazzling.
By midnight, Ning Fengzhi was already convinced—the Kirin Golden Pill was indeed helping the pagoda evolve.
"Fengzhi!" Sword Douluo suddenly shouted, his voice low and firm.
Pulled from his future contemplation, Ning Fengzhi snapped back to the present.
"The pagoda—it's already at the ninth layer!" Bone Douluo said, excitement flashing in his eyes.
"What? Really? That's amazing! Simply wonderful!" Ning Fengzhi gazed at the floating nine-colored pagoda, his eyes filled with excitement.
Beneath the pagoda, there was a faint golden halo resembling flower petals, which complemented the scene perfectly.
"Daddy, why are you all surrounding me?" Ning Rongrong's sleepy voice suddenly broke the silence as she spoke to the three men.
Sword Douluo immediately crouched down. "Rongrong, how do you feel? Is there any discomfort?"
"Sword Grandpa?" Ning Rongrong shook her head slightly. "No discomfort, Rongrong feels great."
"Rongrong, give me your hand," Ning Fengzhi also crouched down to examine her condition.
"Oh my God!" Bone Douluo suddenly exclaimed.
"Uncle Bone, what's wrong? Is there an issue?" Ning Fengzhi furrowed his brows, a bit tense.
"Fengzhi, Old Sword, Rongrong—her soul power has surpassed the twentieth rank!" Bone Douluo's face was filled with disbelief.
"What?! How is that possible?" Sword Douluo was equally stunned and immediately checked for himself.
When he and Ning Fengzhi exchanged glances, their eyes were filled with awe.
"Daddy, Rongrong feels unwell," Ning Rongrong's weak voice suddenly made their hearts drop, and they hurriedly asked, "Rongrong, what's wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
Growl~
The only response was a rumbling stomach.
With her face flushed red, Ning Rongrong clutched her belly, looking up with furrowed brows. "Rongrong's hungry..."
"..."
Sword Douluo's face twitched.
Bone Douluo and Ning Fengzhi fell silent, almost unable to catch their breath.
"Rongrong, you almost scared your father to death," Ning Fengzhi laughed bitterly, scooping her up into his arms.
Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo exchanged glances and stood up.
Though relieved, their faces were filled with joy.
With a spirit ring, Ning Rongrong would become a six-year-old soul master!
She was simply a prodigy!
"Sword Grandpa, Bone Grandpa, what are you laughing at?" Ning Rongrong asked in confusion.
"Rongrong, it's your Daddy who owes you an apology." Ning Fengzhi's voice, filled with guilt, dampened the mood once again.
"Daddy, what are you talking about?" Ning Rongrong asked, looking at him blankly.
Instead of answering, Ning Fengzhi gave her an important reminder. "Rongrong, from now on, you must remember the name Qian Renjue. Understand?"
"Why do I need to remember that name?" Ning Rongrong scrunched up her face.
"Because Qian Renjue is your fiancé—the person who will accompany you, play with you, and make you laugh. You must remember him, okay?"
"My fiancé? To play with me? So where is he now?" Ning Rongrong asked, puzzled.
"He's in Spirit City, but you will meet him one day." Ning Fengzhi smiled gently as he carried her outside.
"Rongrong, didn't you want to know why your Sword Grandpa and Bone Grandpa are so happy?"
"Count how many layers your martial spirit has, and you'll understand."
"..."
"One, two, three... Eight? Nine! Daddy, Rongrong's pagoda has nine layers! Nine layers!"
"..."
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