Chapter 72

You ask whether Ning Rongrong is together with Bai Ran?

The Little Witch said: "As if present."

Well, just kidding. As a conservative, the Young Sect Leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect, one of the Upper Three Sects, Ning Rongrong is not allowed to date before she turns eighteen.

Furthermore, even after she comes of age, what awaits her may also be a political marriage with a heavenly pride from another sect.

But who is the Little Witch? That's someone who, when young, bought all the roses from the biggest flower shop in Tian Dou City just to express her feelings to the youth (Bai Ran).

Originally, upon learning that the youth was an auxiliary-system soul master, Ning Rongrong thought she and Bai Ran would just be like that for life.

As it turned out, the youth is a Soul Saint and possesses combat power not inferior to that of a combat-system soul master.

What is a surprise? This is a surprise.

As for the Pope Bibi Dong's advocacy of gender equality?

Ning Rongrong said she was just treating it as a joke.

Furthermore, regarding some web novels written to promote Pope Bibi Dong's ideas, Ning Rongrong also read them, but after reading felt: this isn't enjoyable either, it's boring, far less interesting than my own life.

After all, having several Soul Elders simultaneously fawn over the female lead is already the limit of what a little fairy author can write in these female-lead power‑fantasy novels—(they probably have never met a soul master higher than a Soul Elder in their lifetime).

But speaking of Soul Elders, within the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect they don't even have the qualification to catch a glimpse of this little princess, Ning Rongrong, from afar.

Speaking of which, today is Ning Rongrong's first day of class at the Tian Dou Royal Academy, and this morning she first took a nice bath.

Well, speaking of this, I have to curse that so‑called broken Shrek Academy—there's no private bathroom, not even a large bathhouse.

If you want to bathe, you can only carry a washbasin, heat the water yourself, then soak in the rundown wooden hut.

It's troublesome, wastes time, and you still can't bathe comfortably.

Who would willingly spend three years in such an academy unless forced to become stupid? Ning Rongrong can't understand why a young lady like her would willingly suffer.

The breakfast at the Tian Dou Royal Academy cafeteria may not be as exquisite as what we eat at our own sect, but it's still far better than Shrek Academy's—just look at these soft, white steamed buns; could a rundown country school possibly steam them? No, it couldn't. (White flour must be steamed.)

At eight in the morning, I followed the class teacher Qin Ming into the classroom.

(Feng Tianyu is now the Teaching Committee chair, so he handed the class teacher position to the former assistant teacher Qin Ming; after three years, Qin Ming's soul power level broke through to Soul Emperor, becoming a Tian Dou‑level teacher with the qualification to lead a class independently.) Ning Rongrong first gave a self‑introduction, getting to know her classmates.

Immediately after, she went to her seat.

Looking at the empty seat beside her, Ning Rongrong's face was full of doubt.

If Ning Rongrong didn't misremember, this seat belongs to Bai Ran, right?

Where is he? "Ning Rongrong classmate, may I ask if you have any problem?"

After seeing Ning Rongrong return to her seat, he then ran to the edge of the podium to look for him.

Qin Ming was a bit puzzled.

This first period is a meditation class for soul masters.

If other students have any questions about the meditation, coming up to ask him is also normal.

But you're a little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect who's been guided by a Title Douluo since childhood, yet you come to ask a mere Soul Emperor—this is really strange.

"Teacher, I want to report that my seatmate didn't come to class."

As Ning Rongrong's words fell, Qin Ming's face showed a strange expression.

Qin Ming: I've seen tattletales before, but I've never seen someone openly tattling in class like this.

All I can say is, as expected of the little witch, she dares to say anything.

"What's wrong, Teacher Qin Ming? Your complexion looks awful."

Ning Rongrong was puzzled, could it be that Bai Ran is sick today?

That shouldn't be possible—he's a Soul Saint; how could a Soul Saint get sick? But then again, the constitution of a support-type soul master is relatively weak, so getting sick isn't impossible.

Or maybe I should go check the boys' dorm myself. Yeah, I'll just go.

Ning Rongrong chose to ignore Qin Ming's gaze, walked out of the classroom, and headed toward the boys' dormitory.

After walking out for a while, Ning Rongrong came back.

"Teacher Qin Ming, which dorm is Bai Ran's again?"

"502."

Qin Ming answered instinctively.

"Oh, okay, thanks."

The little witch is still quite polite.

……

In the boys' dorm building, the guys in room 502 are at the age of growing taller, so Bai Ran is currently lying in bed, asleep.

He had woken up two hours ago, but after a glance, he fell back asleep and has been sleeping until now.

Should Qin Ming care? Not a chance—first of all, Bai Ran exposed his true information yesterday, and this young trainee is actually a Soul Saint stronger than Qin Ming in soul power level.

A Soul Emperor trying to discipline a Soul Saint? He instantly felt enormous pressure.

Moreover, Bai Ran is the nephew of Minister Feng, while Qin Ming himself is a young teacher promoted by Minister Feng.

Let that young master do as he pleases, as long as he doesn't cause big trouble or seriously disrupt class order—Bai Ran can make a fuss however he likes.

Not to mention skipping a day of class; even skipping the whole month would be fine.

As for an excuse for absence, that's already sorted: go out for training—once his level is up, he'll go to the Star Dou Great Forest to hunt for soul rings.

Just as the glaring sunlight outside streamed in, making Bai Ran uncomfortable and ready to turn over and keep sleeping, there was a "click"—the door was turned open with the spare key from the dormitory office.

In principle, neither girls nor boys are allowed to enter the opposite dormitory building, and when Ning Rongrong first entered, she was also stopped.

But this little princess merely made a slight move, producing the sect token of the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass School.

The dormitory supervisor, a sixty-something-year-old Soul Ancestor old man, immediately broke out in a sweat.

Had Ning Rongrong not objected to being followed, the supervisor would have even personally trailed behind her to open the door.

"Yo, what are you doing sleeping?"

Ning Rongrong walked to the bedside, seeing Bai Ran lying on the bed, and was momentarily stunned.

She had imagined Bai Ran washing up, meditating, even reading, but never thought this guy would actually be asleep.

As a high-ranking spirit master, a Soul Saint–level expert, how can you possibly sleep at this stage?

"Just looking at his side profile, he's kinda cute."

Sitting at the bedside, watching the boy's peaceful sleeping face, Ning Rongrong couldn't help but smile for some reason.

Exactly, the boy's appeal to her is just his looks, right?

However, thinking that she got up early in the morning while this guy was still sleeping so soundly, Ning Rongrong's smile turned slightly evil as she raised her right hand, placed it on the boy's nose, and gave it a hard pinch.

"Hmph~"

This feeling of suffocation from being unable to catch his breath instantly woke Bai Ran.

On the Douluo Continent, not to mention a Soul Saint, even a Title Douluo would die if he couldn't get air.

It feels like the male lead can only sanction the little fairy unilaterally through force, and sometimes it's not easy to do so.

Sanction T0, try using normal women to employ magic to blast.

(End of chapter)