Chapter 239: Ning Rongrong: Great, let's go to the Spirit Hall's secret chamber

239. Chapter 239 Ning Rongrong: Great, let's go to the Spirit Hall's secret chamber.

Qianxunji heard Ning Fengzhi trying to evade, yet he gripped the hundred‑thousand‑year Soul Ring tightly and would not release it; if his psychological quality weren't so strong, he would have laughed out loud on the spot.

Qianxunji shoved forward with a big hand, put on a stern face, and said:

"Sect Master Ning, in my eyes, Rongrong is worth a thousand, even ten thousand times more than a hundred‑thousand‑year Soul Ring. Not to mention a hundred‑thousand‑year Soul Ring, even a million‑year Soul Ring cannot compare to her preciousness."

Ning Fengzhi saw Qianxunji insist on giving him the hundred‑thousand‑year Soul Ring, and his heart instantly filled with joy.

Just moments ago, he had said he didn't want the hundred‑thousand‑year Soul Ring, but when he handed it to Qianxunji, he immediately regretted it, fearing Qianxunji would just take it.

Now, with both hands feeling the hundred‑thousand‑year Soul Ring in his grasp, even though his willpower was deep, he couldn't help but wear a look of delight, excitedly saying:

"Now that you are my son‑in‑law, I'll just call you Qianxunji; always saying 'His Holiness the Pope' sounds too distant."

"Qianxunji, since you insist I accept it, I'll reluctantly take it."

"By the way, I've accepted the betrothal gift; I don't know when you'll come to my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to marry Rongrong."

Qianxunji waved a big hand and said:

"I like to board the ship before buying the ticket—I'll first take Rongrong back to the Spirit Hall and strive to bring you a big, fat grandson later."

"What? Board first?" Ning Fengzhi felt a bit displeased; there's no reason to have the bridal chamber before marriage—saying that would just invite ridicule.

At this moment, Zhu Zhuqing spoke up:

"Sect Master Ning, actually my home's Qian Ge's first wife, Gu Yue Na, as well as Bibidong, all had the bridal chamber before marriage."

"So, there's no difference in treatment."

Ning Fengzhi listened to Zhu Zhuqing's words, his gaze falling on Zhu Zhuqing.

With his status as Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Zhu Zhuqing, a daughter of a Star Luo Empire noble, was not qualified to speak directly with him, let alone interject in his conversation with Qianxunji.

However, he had just overheard Zhu Zhuqing and Rongrong's conversation—that Zhu Zhuqing is now Qianxunji's woman, her status risen.

Thus, regarding Zhu Zhuqing's words, he listened humbly.

Moreover, upon hearing that Gu Yue Na and Bibidong also had the bridal chamber before marriage, his mind instantly felt balanced.

After all, whether Gu Yue Na or Bibidong, their status and position surpass Ning Rongrong's; since even Gu Yue Na and Bibidong had the bridal chamber first, it's fine for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's cherished pearl to do the same.

Thus, Ning Fengzhi smiled and said:

"Since Qianxunji's first wife and concubine are like that, let's do it this way."

Then, Ning Fengzhi looked toward Ning Rongrong and said:

"Rongrong, after you go to the Spirit Hall and become Qianxunji's woman, you must not be arrogant because of favor; you must get along well with Gu Yue Na and Bibidong, understand?"

Ning Rongrong knew Ning Fengzhi was concerned for her, so she smiled and said:

"I understand, Dad; you can relax."

"Mm, then I'm relieved; go with Qianxunji." Ning Fengzhi waved his hand, saying reluctantly.

Qianxunji saw this, then looked at Ning Fengzhi, Bone Douluo and Sword Douluo, and said:

"Please rest assured, three of you; Rongrong will be with me, and I will surely dote on her fiercely—you can relax."

Qianxunji said, then used divine power to lift Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong up, following beside him as they flew toward the distant sky.

……

In the air, Qianxunji's figure streaked across the vast sky, swiftly slicing through the high heavens.

Beside him, Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong wrapped their arms around Qianxunji's arms, a faint divine power enveloping their bodies as they followed Qianxunji's rapid flight through the air.

The biting gale was also blocked outside the faint divine power.

Otherwise, just the gale caused by their excessive speed would have blown so hard the two women couldn't open their eyes.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Qianxunji looked downward and gave an "hmm."

Zhu Zhuqing saw this and quickly asked:

"Qian Ge, what's wrong?"

Qianxunji's sharp eyes gazed downward; in the forest, a figure was battling a soul beast ahead.

"Oscar is down there." Qianxunji said.

"Oscar?" Zhu Zhuqing murmured, her gaze turning to Ning Rongrong beside her.

Ning Rongrong felt Zhu Zhuqing's gaze and hurriedly replied to Qianxunji:

"Qian Ge, I'm sure you've heard—Oscar likes me, and I once had a little fondness for him."

"But since meeting you, I've discovered what love is and what a real man is."

Having said that, Ning Rongrong looked downward, but because the distance was too great, she couldn't see Oscar down there.

Thus, she said again:

"However, I think I should make things clear with Oscar, so he stops his one‑sided longing; otherwise he'll sink deeper and deeper."

"All right, let's go down now." Qianxunji agreed, then took the two women and flew toward the forest below.

In the forest!

A youth was fighting a two‑thousand‑year Swiftwind Magic Wolf.

Oscar used a soul skill to attack the Swiftwind Magic Wolf.

However, the Swiftwind Magic Wolf is famed for its speed, naturally extremely swift.

A flash dodged Oscar's attack directly, then swiftly closed in on him, after which it lunged to bite his neck.

If that bite landed on his head, Oscar's little life would surely be forfeit here.

Seeing the Swiftwind Magic Wolf right before him, Oscar hastily raised his hand to block his neck.

Instantly, the Swiftwind Magic Wolf bit Oscar's arm; its massive bulk slammed him to the ground, a huge wolf paw pinning him, rendering him immobile.

"Ah… ah…"

Oscar screamed in pain; he could feel the Swiftwind Magic Wolf's two sharp fangs biting straight through his arm, piercing into his arm bone, causing immense pain as blood flowed down his arm.

At the same time, the huge wolf claw pressing on his chest dug its sharp claws into his sternum, firmly pinning him to the ground.

"Howl…… howl……"

The Swiftwind Magic Wolf panted heavily while gripping Oscar's arm, shaking it left and right.

Only when it sensed Oscar had no strength left to resist did it stop shaking, release his arm, and its wolf eyes, with a mocking human-like expression, fixed on Oscar before it.

Oscar collapsed helplessly to the ground, blood flowing from his arm and chest.

He knew he would surely die today unless someone came to rescue him.

But how could anyone possibly come to save him in this forest?

Oscar, certain of his inevitable death, thought of Ning Rongrong.

He could accept dying, but he would never see Ning Rongrong again.

He had come to this forest to quickly increase his strength so that, when they met again in three years, he would be worthy of Rongrong.

But he never expected that he would be about to die now, never to see Rongrong again.

"Hmm, Rongrong?"

Suddenly, Oscar saw Ning Rongrong's beautiful voice flying down from the sky.

Oscar instantly rejoiced, but his face immediately darkened.

"Hehe, it seems I'm just too eager for Rongrong—how could she possibly come to this forest?"

"Besides, Rongrong is only in her forties level—how could she possibly fly?"

(End of chapter)