Chapter 69: The Happy Little Witch, Feeling an Itch to Act

At the same time, inside the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect,

"Huh? Dad, Sword Grandpa and Ancient Grandpa, what are you looking at?"

Finding Shrek Academy boring, after strolling around elsewhere, Ning Rongrong also returned to the sect.

"Rongrong, how did you come back?"

Ning Fengzhi: "This isn't right, Rongrong, didn't you run off to Shrek Academy?"

"Then I'll leave?"

Seeing his father so unwelcoming, the little witch turned to leave.

Saying he wanted his precious daughter to come back, yet when she really did, he put on a stern face—what a hypocrite, old man.

"Rongrong, don't listen to your dad; Sword Grandpa really misses you."

"Yeah, yeah, Ancient Grandpa also misses you."

For these two elder-level figures, Chenxin and Gu Rong, having such a "well-behaved and sensible" granddaughter—(only the two of them think this way)

It can be considered a very happy thing.

Ning Fengzhi's lack of affection for his daughter is likely due to having too many wives—(as a sect leader, taking several wives is normal.) If Ning Rongrong's talent were ordinary and she couldn't become a candidate for Young Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect, he might not even glance at this girl.

"Sword Grandpa, Ancient Grandpa, what exactly are you looking at?"

Ning Rongrong remained doubtful; could it be some sect secret? No, if it involved sect secrets, they shouldn't be openly standing in the main hall to watch.

Could it be? Ning Rongrong suddenly thought of a possibility.

"Old geezer, what do you want? I'm telling you, sect marriage alliances—something like that—I would never go; if anyone goes, it's you.

Anyway, I already have so many little moms; adding one more makes no difference, losing one makes no difference.

Just as Ning Rongrong's words fell,

Sword Douluo Chenxin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong, the two Title Douluo, simultaneously showed a strange expression.

This young lady of ours really dares to say anything.

Frankly, this personality, inheriting the Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda and becoming a support-system soul master, is truly a pity; the Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda, as a pure support-system martial soul, no matter what type of soul beast it absorbs, can only gain beneficial support-type soul skills,

and the Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda martial soul itself is very fragile, fundamentally unable to develop toward a combat system.

"Rongrong, if you keep talking like that, then I won't tell you the good news."

Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but shake his head; speaking of which, he's also spoiled this child rotten—utterly unmannered, simply lacking any upbringing.

"Good news, what other good news could you have?"

Ning Rongrong expressed disbelief.

"Look, who is this?"

Ning Fengzhi picked up the portrait placed on the table.

"Yo, this isn't Bai Ran, whom you call 'yellow hair,' right? What, you want to recruit him into the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect.

"Hmph, hmph, barely counts as good news."

"Wait, what is this?

Name: Bai Ran

Soul Power level: 72nd rank, soul rings: yellow yellow purple purple black black black,

Martial soul: Mutant Battle Flag, age: suspected to be only twelve years old.

Hah?

Ning Rongrong remembered seeing Bai Ran last time—just under a month ago—and yet he went from a 41st-rank Soul Ancestor straight to a 72nd-rank Soul Saint; is this really the same person? Just looking at the face shown in the portrait, it's definitely the same guy; if it weren't for this face, Ning Rongrong, as a pure looks-oriented person, wouldn't even give him a glance.

"No way, this information must be wrong."

Ning Rongrong said she'd seen him—uh, actually she hadn't really seen Bai Ran unleash his martial soul.

Ning Rongrong: "Damn it, I've been tricked."

"The information is fine, Rongrong."

Sword Douluo Chenxin said somewhat embarrassedly. If this information were wrong, he'd eat it right on the spot.

"That's also not right, old geezer—you didn't say our Seven Treasure Glazed Sect can't marry a fellow support-system soul master as a partner?"

Ning Fengzhi, the current Sect Leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect, also cannot violate sect regulations when taking wives.

Moreover, as a woman, Ning Rongrong, after becoming Sect Leader, can only have one husband for life.

After all, as one of the Upper Three Sects, if word got out that the sect leader was a licentious roué, it would certainly sound bad.

Furthermore, Ning Rongrong's standard for a spouse is that her future husband would likely be a capable Title Douluo in combat power; taking another? Even if she met the conditions, would a Title Douluo husband agree?

"Keep looking, Rongrong."

Ning Fengzhi gestured for this little witch to continue reading the information.

"This child's Mutant Battle Flag martial soul possesses an extraordinarily exaggerated amplification ability, stronger than his father's martial soul; as merely an initial-stage Soul Saint, relying on martial soul amplification, he can match a Soul Douluo-level combat-system soul master."

"This information is just a rough guess from the informant, but hey, he actually got it right by sheer luck."

"No, this must definitely be a dream.

"Sword Grandpa, pinch me quick."

This information is getting more and more absurd; Ning Rongrong is starting to suspect she's dreaming.

"Ah!"

"No, Sword Grandpa, why are you pinching so hard.

"I'm done with you, I'm going to find Ancient Grandpa."

After a quick rundown, Ning Rongrong figured it out.

She should now go to the Tian Dou Royal Academy.

Of course, scolding is still necessary; every time she encounters Bai Ran, nothing good ever happens.

……

The little witch of Tian Dou Royal Academy, accompanied by Bone Douluo, this Title Douluo, walked in high spirits into the Tian Dou Empire's most famous Spirit Master Academy.

Handling enrollment and such, just leave it to the elders; Ning Rongrong remembers, which class was Bai Ran in? Just go find him directly.

Eh, it's almost noon, we can let him swipe his own meal card.

The little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect, she's not short on soul coins.

"Who are you? The girl beside Bai Ran."

"How are you here?"

Seeing Zhu Zhuqing sitting dazedly on the steps, Ning Rongrong suddenly felt a sense of crisis.

Ning Rongrong: "Oh no, I've run into a stat monster. Although I could still develop a bit, and squeezing a bit still helps, but I truly can't compare to this natural talent type athlete."

"Hey, did you hear me speaking?"

Seeing this cat-eared girl still sitting there dazedly, Ning Rongrong involuntarily reached out and waved her hand in front of her face.

"I, I didn't mean it."

"I didn't harm Bai Ran, don't come looking for me."

After Bai Ran was taken away by Crown Prince Xue Qinghe, Zhu Zhuqing, unable to do anything, lost herself for a moment.

She just wanted to get back the justice bullied by the avalanche; why, why, how did things become like this? "Um? What did you say? You got Bai Ran in trouble!"

For some reason, Ning Rongrong's hands itched unbearably, and she involuntarily slapped Zhu Zhuqing's face.

"Pa"— a crisp sound.

Unfortunately, the little witch's strength was too small, not even leaving a palm print.

"Why did you hit me?"

Zhu Zhuqing and this little witch Ning Rongrong aren't even acquainted.

"Not sisters, you harmed Bai Ran, not thinking of a solution but just spacing out here, are you trash? I look down on you."

(End of chapter)