Ning Fengzhi's smile was gentle.
"Rongrong".
Ning Rongrong trembled and raised her head.
"You can absorb this magical herb."
Ning Fengzhi handed the Qiluo tulip to Ning Rongrong.
Ning Rongrong took a step back abruptly, her face turning pale instantly.
"No! Daddy! I won't!"
You need it the most! If your martial spirit could evolve, our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School…”
Her words were urgent, filled with her deep affection for her father and her sense of responsibility to the sect.
Ning Fengzhi's eyes flickered slightly, his heart filled with mixed emotions.
Gu Rong, the Bone Douluo, watched all of this from the side, a knowing look on his face.
Feng Zhi truly lives up to his reputation as the sect leader; his thoughts are far-reaching.
Ning Liu's Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda is already a fact. If Rongrong can also evolve, then the future Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will belong to these two young people.
If Ning Fengzhi were to absorb it, firstly, it might arouse Ning Liu's displeasure, and secondly, it would help maintain Rongrong's future status!
After all, Ning Rongrong is the sect's most direct bloodline!
He stepped forward and placed his large, fan-like hand on Ning Rongrong's shoulder.
"Silly girl!"
The ancient banyan tree's voice was clear and resonant.
"Your father is old, how could he have as much potential as a little girl like you?"
"Now that you've absorbed this immortal herb, you're laying the most solid foundation!"
"His future achievements will surely far surpass those of us old folks!"
He grinned, revealing a set of white teeth.
"Don't worry, your father has me and Old Swordsman protecting him! Anyone who dares to lay a finger on him, I'll break their bones first!"
Ning Rongrong listened to Bone Douluo's words and looked at her father's encouraging eyes, her eyes welled up with tears.
"dad……"
She threw herself into Ning Fengzhi's arms and burst into tears.
Ning Fengzhi gently patted his daughter's back, a relieved smile on his face.
He gently comforted her, "Rongrong, be good."
"This is your opportunity, and it is also the future of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."
He paused, glanced at Ning Liu almost imperceptibly, and continued speaking meaningfully.
"From now on, you and Senior Brother Ning Liu must support each other and carry forward the sect."
Ning Rongrong's crying gradually subsided, and upon hearing these words, her cheeks flushed bright red, like a ripe apple.
She secretly glanced at Ning Liu, then quickly lowered her head, her heart pounding uncontrollably.
Ning Liu stood to the side, a half-smile playing on his lips, without replying, simply explaining the method of absorbing the immortal herb.
Then, Ning Fengzhi solemnly handed the Qiluo Tulip to Ning Rongrong.
"Rongrong, absorb it according to Ning Liu's method."
Ning Rongrong nodded, wiped away her tears, held the magical herb that exuded a strange fragrance, and sat down cross-legged.
She closed her eyes, brought her mouth and nose to the flower stamen, and carefully circulated her soul power.
An indescribable fragrance slowly seeped into my body.
In an instant, Ning Rongrong felt a surge of powerful and pure energy flow into her limbs and bones. Her Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul trembled wildly within her body, emitting an extremely pleasant buzzing sound.
A seven-colored halo began to appear on the surface of her body.
The halo grew stronger and stronger, gradually enveloping her entire body.
Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and Bone Douluo all watched with bated breath.
A moment later, the light shone brightly!
The illusory image of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda behind Ning Rongrong suddenly rose higher, one layer, two layers... until the ninth layer!
Nine-Jeweled Glazed Pagoda!
At the same time, Ning Rongrong's soul power aura steadily increased.
Level 28!
Level 29!
Level 30!
His soul power surged to level 30!
As the light gradually faded, Ning Rongrong slowly opened her eyes.
Her eyes were clearer and brighter than ever before, and her originally slightly spoiled temperament now had an air of elegance and nobility, like a fairy descending to earth.
"Dad, I did it!"
Ning Rongrong felt the changes within her body and exclaimed in surprise.
Ning Fengzhi's face showed a look of relief.
"OK!"
"Rongrong, how are you feeling?"
"My martial soul has truly evolved into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!"
"Moreover, my soul power reached level 30 at the age of twelve! Dad, I've broken the record in the soul master world!"
Ning Rongrong said excitedly, her little face beaming with joy.
Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath and looked at Ning Liu, his eyes filled with solemnity.
"Ning Liu, thank you very much this time."
"Sect Master, you're too kind."
Ning Liu nodded slightly.
Ning Fengzhi turned to Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo.
"Uncle Jian, Uncle Gu, let's return to the sect immediately."
"I want to clear Ning Liu's name within the sect!"
His tone was firm.
"Furthermore, arrange the production and deployment of these Zhuge Repeating Crossbows as soon as possible!"
"Yes, Sect Master!"
Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo responded in unison.
Ning Liu clasped his hands in greeting and said, "Sect Master, Elders, please take care."
Ning Fengzhi nodded and looked at Ning Rongrong, as if he wanted to say something.
"I'm not going!"
Ning Rongrong clearly anticipated what he was going to say, quickly walked to Ning Liu's side, tugged at his sleeve, and pouted, saying:
"Dad, if you're trying to get me to go back to Shrek Academy, then don't even mention it. I'm not going!"
"Senior Brother Ning Liu is so interesting!"
Upon hearing this, Ning Fengzhi was taken aback at first, then a smile appeared on his face.
He originally sent Ning Rongrong to Shrek Academy to temper her character.
In retrospect, with Ning Liu around, the results might have been even better.
Moreover, it's a good opportunity for the two of them to develop their relationship.
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