Ning Liu's body stiffened slightly.
He still held the sobbing Dugu Yan in his arms, the softness and warmth of which had not yet completely dissipated.
Before he could speak, the door was slammed open from the outside.
Ning Rongrong's pretty face flushed red as she stood angrily at the door.
She immediately saw the scene inside the room—Ning Liu was holding Dugu Yan, who was in tears, while her grandfather, Dugu Bo, stood to the side with a strange expression.
Zhu Zhuqing followed behind Ning Rongrong. She was tall and had a cold expression. When she saw this scene, her beautiful brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.
"Senior brother, what are you doing!"
Ning Rongrong's voice was sharp, filled with undisguised anger and disappointment.
"I knew it! You big liar! You scumbag!"
She was trembling with anger, pointed at Ning Liu, and rebuked him.
Upon seeing this, Dugu Bo quickly stepped forward, a smile plastered on his old face, trying to smooth things over.
"Oh dear, Rongrong, don't be in such a hurry!"
"Young people are bound to be moved. With such a handsome appearance, extraordinary temperament, and strong abilities, it's only natural that women would be attracted to our lord!"
"Moreover, it was because of this that most of the poison in Yan Yan's body was neutralized, which is a great thing!"
Ning Liu listened to Dugu Bo's increasingly evasive "explanation," and the veins on his forehead throbbed.
He gently released Dugu Yan from his arms and said softly:
"Take a moment to calm down."
Dugu Yan sobbed, nodded, glanced at Ning Liu with a complicated look, then quickly glanced at Ning Rongrong, who was furious at the door, and lowered her head in embarrassment.
Ning Liu then turned around and walked quickly toward Ning Rongrong, his face showing a hint of helplessness and apology.
"Rongrong, let me explain, this really was an accident, I..."
"An accident? I don't want to hear it! I don't want to hear it!"
Ning Rongrong shook her head vigorously.
"There aren't that many accidents happening to you in the world!"
She glared at Ning Liu, then turned to look at Dugu Yan, who was on the verge of tears. Her slender figure made her subconsciously look down at her own somewhat immature chest.
A strange sense of grievance and anger welled up in my heart.
"snort!"
Ning Rongrong stomped her foot, turned around abruptly, and ran out without looking back.
"Rongrong!"
Ning Liu wanted to chase after him, but Dugu Bo stopped him.
"My lord, this girl is angry, please don't be hasty."
"The main question is, what should we do next?"
Ning Liu was taken aback, and then said.
"Absorb that soul bone, and then you can mobilize your martial soul. Whenever you cultivate, circulate your soul power through the soul bone first, and intercept any uncontrollable toxins within it!"
Then, he turned to Dugu Yan and said:
"Yanyan, you absorb the soul bone first. I have some things to take care of for now."
Dugu Yan nodded without saying a word.
Ning Liu then looked at Zhu Zhuqing.
"Zhu Qing, you stay here and look after Dugu Yan for now. After she finishes absorbing the soul bone, show her around the place. After that, she'll be considered one of our Tang Clan members."
Zhu Zhuqing nodded slightly.
"Yes, my lord."
Ning Liu didn't delay any longer, immediately turned around, and quickly chased after him.
Ning Rongrong ran angrily all the way, getting angrier and angrier, and feeling more and more wronged.
This senior brother always seems to be surrounded by beautiful women!
She ran straight to her father Ning Fengzhi's room.
"No, if this keeps up, I don't know where I'll end up in line!"
"We must get Dad to finalize our marriage right now! I want to be number one! I have to be number one!"
She bit her lip, having made up her mind.
Pushing open Ning Fengzhi's door, Ning Rongrong cried out in a tearful voice:
"dad!"
Inside the room, Ning Fengzhi sat cross-legged, surrounded by a soft nine-colored halo, his face showing a hint of joy and satisfaction.
Beside him, Gu Rong, the Bone Douluo, was watching him with a smile.
"Hey, Rongrong's back."
Ning Fengzhi slowly opened his eyes and was taken aback when he saw that his daughter's eyes were red from crying.
"Rongrong, what's wrong? Who bullied you?"
"Dad, you...your martial spirit!"
Ning Rongrong noticed the change in her father's aura and the faint phantom of the nine-story pagoda, and was so surprised that she temporarily forgot to cry.
Ning Fengzhi laughed and reached out to pat Ning Rongrong's head.
"That's right, my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda has evolved into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!"
Bone Douluo laughed from the side:
"With the evolution of Feng Zhi's martial soul, his soul power immediately surged to level eighty. Once this matter is settled, the old swordsman and I will accompany him to hunt for his eighth soul ring!"
Ning Rongrong then showed a slight smile.
Congratulations, Dad!
Ning Fengzhi's smile was gentle.
"Speaking of which, I have to thank Ning Liu. If he hadn't found such a rare herb, my martial spirit wouldn't have evolved so quickly."
Upon hearing the name "Ning Liu," Ning Rongrong let out a heavy snort.
"Dad! You have no idea what kind of good things he's been up to outside!"
Upon hearing this, Ning Fengzhi's face showed a hint of doubt.
"Oh? What happened to Ning Liu?"
Ning Rongrong said angrily, "Him! That big jerk! He just got involved with another woman again! And...and they were hugging!"
She became more and more agitated as she spoke, her cheeks flushing red with shame and indignation.
Ning Fengzhi was taken aback at first, then a knowing smile appeared on his face, a smile that even carried a hint of relief.
"Hehe, Rongrong, Ning Liu, that child, has achieved so much at such a young age. His appearance, talent, and temperament are all top-notch. He can be called a peerless beauty."
"It's only natural for a man like that to have some female confidantes around him."
He paused, his tone becoming more serious.
"The important thing is that he can take responsibility."
"I don't care!"
Ning Rongrong stomped her feet, refusing to back down.
"I don't care how many he has! But I have to be the biggest one!"
"Dad! Go find Ning Liu right now and make things clear! He has to give me a proper status! I don't care! I want to be the head of the household!"
At this moment, she no longer cared about being reserved; all she wanted was to firmly secure her position.
Ning Fengzhi looked at his daughter's appearance and felt both amused and annoyed. He was about to say something.
"Sect Master, Senior Bone."
Ning Liu's voice came from outside the door; he had already caught up to the door.
He entered the room and immediately saw the lingering soul power fluctuations around Ning Fengzhi, as well as the faint phantom of the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda. A hint of joy appeared on his face.
"Congratulations, Sect Master! Your Martial Soul has successfully evolved!"
Ning Fengzhi nodded with a smile, and Bone Douluo also looked at Ning Liu with a smile.
Ning Rongrong turned her head away, puffing out her cheeks, refusing to look at him.
"Ning Liu, you've come at the perfect time."
"I've just learned about your Glazed Heaven, and I was just about to talk to you about it again!"
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