Chapter 57: Rongrong, You Have Truly Grown Up!

Hearing Oscar's words, Ning Fengzhi paused for a moment, then immediately beamed with joy: "Of course. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect welcomes anyone among you who wishes to join."

The Seven Devils of Shrek were all gifted with extraordinary talent; Ning Fengzhi, who was determined to bring glory to his sect, naturally could not have asked for more.

His gaze swept over Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, and Ma Hongjun.

Yet, unexpectedly, he received their polite refusal.

Although deeply displeased inside, Ning Fengzhi still smiled slightly: "In that case, I shall not force you. Just remember, you little ones: no matter when, the doors of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect remain open to you. Dean Flender, we must take our leave. Rongrong, Oscar, let us go."

……

Inside the Pope Palace.

Bibi Dong sat upon the Pope's Throne and asked, "Zhou Yu, since you know Tang Hao will come to the Spirit Hall, do you now have a way to track down their whereabouts as well?"

Zhou Yu replied with certainty: "Reporting to Your Eminence the Pope, Tang Hao's power is too great; this subordinate cannot track him. However... that hundred-thousand-year Spirit Beast that has taken human form, there is a way to track her whereabouts."

"Excellent! Put Tang Hao and his son aside for now. You must find the location of that human-form Spirit Beast."

Zhou Yu's abilities had already earned Bibi Dong's approval.

She continued speaking: "Furthermore, your outstanding performance in the tournament has greatly surprised this Empress. I did not expect your soul power to have reached the Soul King level. If your Beast Spirit is a powerful direct-attack type, your future will be limitless..."

Zhou Yu naturally would not reveal the secret of his Double Martial Soul. He quickly replied humbly: "This subordinate's abilities are limited; I only hope to do my utmost to relieve Your Eminence the Pope of worries and difficulties."

Bibi Dong smiled gratifiedly and said, "You have this intention, and this Empress is gratified. By the way, it is said that Ning Fengzhi funded an armory for you, specifically for your research on that Desert Eagle?"

Regarding this, Zhou Yu dared not conceal the truth and replied honestly: "Yes! The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has always wanted to strengthen its own offensive power, so it needs to rely on external forces. Additionally, Ning Fengzhi has already purchased five hundred sets of Tang Sect Hidden Weapons from Tang San."

"Tang Sect Hidden Weapons?"

Bibi Dong clearly heard of such things for the first time. She spoke thoughtfully: "It seems Ning Fengzhi's ambitions extend beyond merely meddling with the Tiandou Imperial Family."

"Can your Desert Eagle be mass-produced?"

Facing the Pope's inquiry, Zhou Yu replied without hesitation: "Reporting to Your Eminence the Pope, the gunpowder is still under development; currently... it cannot be mass-produced."

Bibi Dong nodded and said, "Since Tang Hao has reappeared in the Spirit Master world, the Clear Sky Sect will surely be stirring up trouble before long. If the Three Great Sects unite..."

Thinking of this, she decided to launch the Soul Hunting Plan ahead of schedule.

……

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Ning Rongrong had been frowning all along; she did not know how to explain the sect's rules to Oscar.

And Ning Fengzhi placed great importance on Oscar. How could a plant-type Spirit Master who was only sixteen years old yet had already reached above level forty not be valued?

On the way back, Ning Fengzhi had already told Oscar that the sect would fully cultivate him.

Of course, ever since witnessing Zhou Yu's strength at the tournament, he had been greatly shocked; such a young person had actually reached the Soul King level.

With Tang Hao reappearing in the Spirit Master world, Ning Fengzhi knew that the return of the Clear Sky Sect was not far off.

By that time, Tang San would surely become a new figure of the Clear Sky Sect.

His value would certainly surpass Zhou Yu's.

……

As night fell, Oscar arrived at Ning Rongrong's window lattice.

Just as he raised his hand to knock lightly, he suddenly heard voices of conversation coming from inside.

"Rongrong, do you still not intend to tell Oscar?"

"Lin Yu, I..."

Oscar paused in surprise: "That is the voice of Rongrong and Lin Yu..."

Only then did Zhou Yu continue speaking: "If you choose him, I will grant you your wish."

Ning Rongrong's voice was somewhat choked as she replied: "I know he truly loves me, but you also know the sect's rules! Between him and me... it is impossible." "What about Tang San? Have you truly let him go?"

"Third Brother has already chosen Xiao Wu; I know it is impossible between him and me!"

"Rongrong, you have always treated Oscar as a spare tire. This... is very unfair to him!"

"I..."

The conversation between the two made Oscar's heart feel as if it were being cut by a knife outside the window.

In fact, he also knew that in Ning Rongrong's heart, there were both Tang San and Zhou Yu.

And he, no matter what, was merely a third party.

At this moment, Zhou Yu came up behind Ning Rongrong, wrapped his arms around her slender waist, and pulled her tightly into his embrace.

"Lin Yu..."

Ning Rongrong's body trembled instinctively; she wanted to struggle free but found her whole body had become somewhat weak.

Ever since seeing Ma Hongjun do that kind of thing to Zhu Zhuqing, that image had never left her mind.

Seeing that she offered no resistance, Zhou Yu buried his head in her shoulder and neck, aimed at her already red and burning ear, blew a gentle breath, and said softly: "Rongrong, ever since last time when you asked me to rub here, I have fallen for you."

Having spoken, his hands slowly moved upward from her soft lower abdomen.

"Mm-ah..."

"Lin Yu..."

"Don't do this..."

Ning Rongrong instinctively raised both hands to stop him but found she had completely lost her strength.

Her movements were still a step too late; the young witch who had never experienced such things now, against her will, fell into the other's embrace, her delicate body twisting continuously as she emitted a series of panting sounds.

Zhou Yu praised sincerely: "Rongrong, you have truly grown up!"

Ning Rongrong tightly closed her eyes, her red lips parted slightly, and she whispered softly: "But..."

Just as she was about to speak but stopped, her lips were gently sealed shut.

Time quietly passed, and she could not help but become immersed in this passionate emotional whirlpool.

"..."

Every gasp was like a sharp blade, plunging deep into Oscar's heart, piercing him through and through.

"Rongrong..."

He had intended to summon his courage to come and declare his feelings.

By now, no more voices of conversation were coming from inside the room.

Oscar knew that the woman he loved, that charming little mouth of hers, was being kissed by another man.

Moreover, though the sound of unbuttoning clothes was not loud, he heard it with perfect clarity.

Only when he heard Ning Rongrong let out a low, lingering moan...

did Oscar truly realize that the woman he loved had been taken by someone else.

His martial soul was Sausage, yet at this moment, the Sausage Ning Rongrong was tasting belonged to another man.

"Rongrong, I wish you happiness!"

Tears streamed down Oscar's face; the light in his eyes was not sorrow, but a glow bordering on despair.

(End of this chapter)