Chapter 140

Now that he says Dugu Bo has broken through to level 95, it is highly likely to be true, because he has no reason to lie right now.

Even if he did lie, he wouldn't gain any benefit from it.

Looking at Zhou Heng, Ning Fengzhi fell silent for a moment, the smile on his face becoming more sincere; he gave a look to Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, and Bone Douluo immediately understood Ning Fengzhi's intention.

He scooped up Ning Rongrong, who had been sitting in Ning Fengzhi's seat participating in the auction with great interest, carried the somewhat bewildered Ning Rongrong over to where Zhou Heng was, and then set her down.

Finally, he glanced at Lou Gao to the side, sat down right next to him, and began chatting with him in a desultory manner, much to Lou Gao's terror.

Well, in reality, it was just Bone Douluo asking questions there, while Lou Gao, covered in cold sweat, spilled everything like beans, though it looked as if he were desperate to even confess to wetting his pants as a child.

Yet, he managed to conceal quite well why he had appeared in Chen Ming's room.

As for what happened between the two of them, that was kept completely hidden, without the slightest bit revealed.

"Rongrong, come over here and meet your Big Brother Zhou. He is only fifteen years old this year, yet he is already level fifty and is currently a student at the Heaven Dou Imperial Academy.

Once you enroll in the Heaven Dou Imperial Academy next year, he will be your senior; why don't you come over and say hello?"

Ning Fengzhi said to Ning Rongrong, and upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong rolled her eyes and immediately trotted up to Zhou Heng with a grin.

"Hello, Brother Zhou Heng, I am Ning Rongrong, a ten-year-old level 23 Support System Great Soul Master, please take care of me!"

Ning Rongrong is a little witch, a little princess, with a personality that is both well-behaved and cute, yet carries a touch of willfulness and pride; one could say she inherited most of Ning Fengzhi's traits.

At this moment, prompted by her father Ning Fengzhi, Ning Rongrong performed quite excellently, giving the impression of a very cute little girl.

"Hello, Miss Ning, I am Zhou Heng, please take care of me."

Looking at the little witch from the original work, Zhou Heng smiled and greeted her on the surface, but his mind was elsewhere.

In the original work, Ning Rongrong was a character with her own personality at the beginning, but as time went on, she developed more and more into a vase, becoming a buff machine for the team, wholeheartedly admiring Tang San, and only then her lover, Oscar.

At the end of the first part, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo were killed by Bibi Dong while trying to retrieve Tang San's remains, meeting an end where the sword was broken and the bones shattered.

But at that time, not only was Ning Rongrong not sad, but after Tang San was resurrected, she even chatted happily about marriage, as if Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo were merely strangers to her.

Only Ning Fengzhi alone turned white-haired overnight, silently collecting the remains of Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo.

If one were to say this was because Ning Rongrong possessed a Spirit Fusion Skill and could resurrect Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo later, then it would be fine not to be sad.

But in reality, even until ascending to the God Realm, Ning Rongrong never resurrected the two grandfathers who had cared for her so much.

By the second part, Ning Rongrong simply turned into a great villain, torturing the descendants of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect in the Valley of Love and Emotion without the slightest bit of mercy.

It can be said that the character of Ning Rongrong eventually became nothing more than a pawn to drive the plot.

If not for Ning Rongrong's help, Tang San would likely have suffered much more, and even if he died later, he might not have had the Seven Treasure Resurrection Divine Light skill to revive him.

Eh, how should I put it? In the final analysis, Zhou Heng can only attribute all of this to the errors of the world's consciousness.

Anyway, in the original world line, everything in the world revolved around the protagonist Tang San, didn't it?

But this time, I have arrived, and since I want to become a god and do not want to be a dog for Brother San, I must inevitably stand on the opposite side of Tang San.

Now that the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well has fallen into my hands and I have left behind measures to make Shrek Academy a mess, I certainly cannot let Ning Rongrong provide help to Tang San.

The smile on Zhou Heng's face remained unchanged, and he did not show any strange expression; while thinking about these things in his mind, he smiled and greeted Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong sat down beside Ning Fengzhi with a proper posture and correct etiquette, showing no trace of the way she had been jostling with Ning Fengzhi in the seat just moments before.

Even from the perspective of an aristocrat, her performance was perfect, completely living up to her status as the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Ning Fengzhi and Zhou Heng chatted in a desultory manner, while Ning Rongrong looked at Zhou Heng's face, feeling slightly distracted inside.

Nowadays, after experiencing many fortuitous encounters, Zhou Heng's body had long since been elevated to a fairly perfect state.

Now, whether it was the lines of his body or his face, both had reached an excellent state.

It perfectly embodied what is called the beauty of masculinity.

Logically speaking, Ning Rongrong felt she was not a person who judged by looks.

But after looking at Zhou Heng's face for a long while, Ning Rongrong finally understood that she was not someone who didn't judge by looks; it was just that the faces she had seen before were not as beautiful as this.

Fifteen years old and level 54, a top-tier—no, a super genius.

Such talent and such appearance were simply an unprecedented existence on the Douluo Continent.

Watching the verbal exchange between Zhou Heng and Ning Fengzhi, Ning Rongrong felt she had suddenly developed some interest in this grandson-in-law of the Poison Douluo.

Just at this moment, the second-to-last item, the Purple Origin Fruit, was auctioned off by Sword Douluo for 16.5 million Gold Soul Coins.

The final item of the entire auction was also brought up.

Including Zhou Heng, everyone present stopped their movements and speech at this moment, focusing their attention on the final auction item.

"A 7,000-year Poison-Sac Leopard Right Arm Bone, with the attached skill, Poisonous Fang; starting bid, ten million Gold Soul Coins, with a minimum increment of one hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins; the auction begins now!"

The final item of the auction was indeed a soul bone; although it was only a thousand-year Right Arm Bone dropped from a mid-level Spirit Beast, the Poison-Sac Leopard, it was still a very precious treasure for a Spirit Master.

Ning Fengzhi watched Zhou Heng's expression, thinking that Zhou Heng would show some greed or similar look because of this soul bone that matched his own attributes.

But after careful observation, Ning Fengzhi discovered that after the soul bone was introduced, a look of speechlessness seemed to flash across Zhou Heng's face.

It was as if the soul bone on the stage was completely unable to catch his eye.

Ning Fengzhi's heart stirred, and he tentatively asked Zhou Heng.

"Little Heng, did you come to this auction for this soul bone? If you need it, I will bid for this soul bone and give it to you as a greeting gift, how about that?"

Ning Fengzhi was wealthy and generous; even if he might spend tens of millions of Gold Soul Coins on someone else, he wouldn't even blink an eye.

As long as Zhou Heng dared to say the word "want," Ning Fengzhi would dare to bid for this soul bone on the spot and then give it directly to Zhou Heng as a gift.