Douluo: Martial Soul Research Diary

Chapter 44 What if
The main gate of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was kicked open by two Title Douluo.

After careful discussion, the two suddenly came to a consensus.

“Ning Fengzhi, our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has a traitor.”

Otherwise, how do you explain Chrysanthemum Douluo Yueguan appearing in Sunset Forest?

"I suspect that Han Tao is the traitor."

Ning Fengzhi watched quietly without saying a word.

"He's the one who killed Rongrong."

"It's him! It's all his fault, all his fault, all my fault!"

As Sword Douluo spoke and cursed, his tone became less forceful.

He has no evidence!
He didn't look for evidence, so the accusation is completely unfounded.

So-called cursing is nothing more than venting emotions.

It could be Han Tao, or Ning Tian, ​​or any minor character from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, but it could never be myself.

He is a titled Douluo, with his own arrogance and pride.

It's human nature to be unwilling to admit mistakes and instinctively shift blame to others.

However, a mistake is a mistake, and there is no denying it.

Was he cursing Han Tao?

He's insulting himself!
Was he here to hold someone accountable?
No, he came here this time to confess his crimes.

Ning Fengzhi's expression remained calm, yet he seemed to have a clear understanding of the situation.

“Ning Rongrong is still alive,” he comforted her.

Sword Douluo's face froze, unable to believe it.

"Oh really?"

Sword Douluo's tone suddenly sharpened, revealing how much he longed for Ning Fengzhi to be telling the truth.

He has felt guilty these past few days.

If we don't bring Rongrong out, and don't take her to Sunset Forest.
If we were more cautious and less overconfident...
if
Fortunately.

"it is true."

“I used it once a while ago and there was a response, so Rongrong should be fine.”

Ning Fengzhi displayed the soul tool in his hand, its light still flickering.

Receiving a positive response undoubtedly put him at ease.

However, the light and shadow were coming from the center of Sunset Forest, inside that thick poisonous barrier.

Even he doesn't know what's going on inside.

There was nothing he could do but pray.

Upon hearing this, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo's eyes flashed with surprise.

"Since Rongrong is alright, we won't worry about it anymore. You can handle the compensation for Han Tao yourself."

Sword Douluo quickly pulled Bone Douluo away.

Since Ning Rongrong is still alive, there's no need for me to embarrass myself here in front of the sect leader.

"That kid Han Tao, he's still in the dark room, isn't he?"

Ning Fengzhi immediately thought of it.

Before setting off, Bone Douluo locked Han Tao and Ning Tian in a small dark room.

"Hey, those two unlucky bastards!"

He also suspected there was a traitor within the sect, but it was definitely not Han Tao.

The Sunset Forest and the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire are real, as are the Qiluo Tulips.

"Then let him stay in the dark room for two months to settle down."

"We'll give him a surprise when he comes out."

Bone Douluo didn't do anything wrong, so we still have to give him face, since he gave the guards a strict order.

No one can bring Ning Tian and Han Tao out, not even the sect leader.

"Um"

"Xiao Yuan is level 60. Let's get him a ten-thousand-year gravity soul ring first."

Last year, under the financial offensive, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School recruited many Soul Masters with Bear-type Martial Souls.

Soul masters with bear-type martial souls are very likely to obtain gravity-based soul skills when acquiring soul rings.

Han Tao's theory has already been presented: the complementarity of gravitational pressure and deep healing can greatly increase the cultivation speed of a Soul Master in the early stages.

Ning Fengzhi was poisoned.

However, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is wealthy, and any luck-related factors will vanish under the influence of wealth.

Yang Wudi and Ye Junlan stood at the pinnacle of pharmacology and therapeutic techniques, respectively.

There is no clear boundary between toxicology and pharmacology, and Yang Wudi is an expert in pharmacology.

Nine-Heart Begonia is the strongest healing-type martial soul in Douluo Continent.

Money paves the way, and nothing can stop it.

Holding the Fragrant Silk Fairy and the Heartbreaking Red Acacia, Ning Rongrong passed through the poisonous barrier of Sunset Forest and then used her soul tool to contact her sect.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong, two Title Douluos, went together and brought her back.

"What? You entered the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well?" Ning Fengzhi already had the answer in his heart.

The poison in the poison barrier was so potent that Ning Rongrong survived; she must have been in the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.

"Father, my martial spirit has evolved."

Ning Rongrong couldn't wait to summon her martial spirit and show it to Ning Fengzhi:
"Look, the Eight Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda!"

Ning Fengzhi glanced at her martial soul, then summoned his own martial soul and compared them briefly.

For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

“Rongrong, this is the Nine-Treasure Glazed Pagoda.”

The Nine-Treasure Glazed Pagoda is not just two stories shorter than the Seven-Treasure Glazed Pagoda; it's a difference in quality.

The structure, appearance, characteristics, and internal rhythm of the martial spirit have all undergone earth-shattering changes.

"Could you tell me why your martial soul changed?"

Ning Fengzhi, standing to the side, asked his daughter curiously.

"Immortal Herb".

"I ate so many magical herbs!"

Ning Fengzhi's smile suddenly turned into a conflict.

Immortal herb, a spiritual herb of heaven and earth.

Ever since Han Tao mentioned the Qiluo Tulip to him, ever since Yang Wudi came to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

He also began to learn about the types and distribution of the herb, and naturally became aware of its characteristics.

Any Soul Master who obtains even one of these super-potent medicines will benefit from them for a lifetime.

Her daughter, Rongrong, actually ate the immortal herbs from the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well as if they were food.

The phrase "wasting resources" can no longer be simply used to describe the waste of resources.

"Medicine, this is medicine, not food."

He screamed inwardly, but his expression didn't show much on his face.

What he feared even more was whether Rongrong would experience other problems after consuming so much of the magical herb.

"Manager Ning, go and invite Yang Wudi over."

Compared to feeling sorry for the rare and precious herbs, Ning Fengzhi was more afraid that Rongrong might develop some health problems from eating them.

Led by Steward Ning, Yang Wudi arrived at the sect leader's mansion and met her disciple.

"Ning Rongrong, did you eat the fairy grass?"

He made his judgment with just one glance.

Compared to before, Ning Rongrong has only become prettier in appearance; the changes are not obvious.

However, when it comes to the microscopic level, the aura of soul power, the aura of martial soul, and the spirituality contained in immortal herbs are things that ordinary people cannot perceive.

Yang Wudi, being a professional in pharmacology, was naturally able to make that judgment.

"Clan Chief Yang, please come quickly and see how my daughter is doing!"

Ning Fengzhi briefly explained the whole story to Yang Wudi.

When he heard that Ning Rongrong had eaten more than a dozen immortal herbs, his expression was quite horrified.

"One immortal herb is the limit for a Soul Master. The conditions for two immortal herbs are extremely demanding, but if the preliminary work is done well, there is a small chance that they can be fused."

"A dozen or so magical herbs"

"Impossible! This is impossible!"

Yang Wudi didn't believe it at first, until Ning Rongrong took out the porcelain bottle.

Yang Wudi held a porcelain bottle containing vomit mixed with more than a dozen kinds of immortal herbs, which was lifted into the air by his soul power.

"Such a structure, such a distribution"

"Exquisitely beautiful, beyond description."

His demeanor was frenzied, no, it should be described as manic.

"Romantic, I dare to use the word 'romantic' to describe it; it is a miracle that is difficult to replicate in history!"

"Quick, get your notebook out."

His right hand gripped the pen tightly, sweat trickling down his forehead. One hand held up the word "medicine," while the other flipped through his notebook, recording relevant information.

"Perhaps we shouldn't bother him?"

Seeing her master's manic behavior, Ning Rongrong couldn't help but complain.

"Let him have this place, we'll leave first."

Ning Fengzhi nodded.

Then he pulled Ning Rongrong away, completely ignoring that Yang Wudi had occupied his sect master's mansion.

Ning Rongrong was a little scared, so she shrank back and asked.

"Father, are all researchers like this, Master?"

As she spoke, she secretly glanced back.

"Of course not, your master is just an exception."

Hearing her father's words, Rongrong finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It skipped and hopped away.

(End of this chapter)