I am in Douluo, but I am the favorite of the soul beast group

Chapter 370 Farewell
Tang Ya gently held Ning Rongrong's soft little hand, thought for a moment, and then spoke softly.

"It's okay. I think your soul power is almost there. It won't be long before you can break through. How about we set off for Poseidon Island now? That way, when we get there, your soul power will almost reach level 70. This way, we won't waste any time."

"Yeah." Ning Rongrong nodded slightly, and then asked curiously,

"By the way, Xiaoya, since you have reached Soul Douluo, have you considered what soul beast to use for your eighth soul ring?"

The seventh soul ring is nearly two hundred thousand years old. No one knows what the upper limit of the eighth soul ring is. After all, there are not many people on the continent who have a hundred thousand year soul ring. Who can be sure of the improvement that a soul ring of this level can bring to the body?

Tang Ya had thought about this problem a long time ago. She smiled and said.

"There's no rush for the soul ring. I remember that there are rewards like the God-given soul ring in the God Exam. If I'm lucky, I shouldn't need to hunt soul beasts to get my eighth soul ring."

After a pause, Tang Ya spoke again.

"Also, if there is no God-given soul ring in the second test, I can just hunt a 100,000-year-old sea soul beast."

Forget about the soul beasts on the mainland. After all, she is quite familiar with those hundred thousand year soul beasts that can be named, and it is impossible for her to attack them just for the soul rings.

Ning Rongrong bit her lips lightly before speaking.

"Well, if we are going to Poseidon Island, I want to go home first, is that ok?"

"Yeah." Tang Ya nodded.

After bidding farewell to Di Tian, ​​Xue Di walked over slowly and gracefully with lotus steps. Her beautiful face seemed to be carefully carved from ice and snow, cold and noble, and her skin was as white as mutton-fat jade, as if it would break if touched lightly.

His eyes were cold, like ice that had not melted for a thousand years, so sharp and deep that people could only take a quick glance at him and would not dare to look directly at him again.

"Are you leaving so soon?" Xue Di's tone was still cold, but in her star-like eyes, a trace of reluctance that was hardly noticeable was quietly revealed.

Tang Ya looked at Xue Di, her eyes dodging, not daring to meet her gaze. In her mind, if Bibi Dong was the biological mother who gave her life, then Xue Di was undoubtedly the existence who played an important role similar to that of a foster mother during her growing years.

She always felt that the vague and dreamlike memories of her past life were unreal, as if they had never happened. However, the memories of the Snow Emperor and the Ice Emperor who raised her over the years were extremely deep and clear.

As for Tang Hao, it's better not to mention him. Following Hao's father, she had to go hungry nine times out of three days. This was not just talk. If it weren't for Grandpa Jack, she would have starved to death long ago. This was why after knowing that Tang Hao was not her biological father, she could hate Tang Hao without any pressure.

"Well, after all, the Spirit Hall should need me. If I improve my strength a little, I can help her."

Listening to Tang Ya's words, Xue Di frowned slightly, with a hint of loss between her delicate brows. She opened her red lips and spoke slowly.

"Since you have made up your mind, go ahead and be careful on the road." Although her voice was as cold as ever, it contained a tenderness that was unique to her.

Bingdi also walked over at this time and couldn't help but speak.

"Xue'er, she is so old now, she can take care of herself." As he said that, Bingdi turned his gaze to Tang Ya with a hint of concern in his eyes.

"Let's go, just come back and see us."

Ning Rongrong, who was standing aside, had eyes full of envy. Her mother died of complications during childbirth. Although her father was very good to her, she still longed for this kind of motherly care and attention.

Tang Ya nodded slowly and left with reluctance.

After leaving Xinghu Lake, Ning Rongrong quickly regained her previous little witch personality. Walking in the woods, Ning Rongrong was the first to speak.

"Xiaoya, I finally understand why you have this personality."

Tang Ya was stunned.

"What do you mean? What's wrong with my personality?"

Ning Rongrong snorted but didn't say anything. The two soon arrived at the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

As we entered the sect, we were greeted by a familiar sight. The magnificent buildings were arranged in an orderly manner, and the glazed tiles shone brightly under the sunlight. Between the pavilions and towers, there were flourishing flowers, and the colorful flowers competed with each other in splendor, emitting waves of charming fragrance. The disciples shuttled between them, busy and orderly.

The two of them went straight to the place where the sect affairs were handled. Generally speaking, Ning Fengzhi was here.

Ning Fengzhi was handling matters in the study. When he heard the knock on the door, he spoke gently without even raising his head.

"Come in."

Ning Rongrong and Tang Ya walked into the study. When Ning Fengzhi saw them, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"Rongrong, why are you back?"

Ning Rongrong couldn't help but snort.

"Humph, so you don't like me coming back. That's right, you would definitely be laughing secretly without me bothering you in the sect."

Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but hold his forehead with his hand. His daughter was really spoiled. He immediately stood up and walked over slowly.

"Girl, daddy likes you so much, how could he hate you?"

"By the way, Rongrong, you've been away for more than a year, how much has your soul power improved?"

Hearing this, Ning Rongrong's mouth curled up slightly, as if she was jealous.

"Not much, just increased four or five levels of soul power, just reached level 69 soul power."

Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but be startled, but after a moment he regained his usual calmness. His daughter's cultivation level improved too quickly, and after being shocked so many times, he gradually got used to it.

"So, you are planning to go to Poseidon Island?"

Although she was not satisfied with her father's reaction, she still nodded.

"Dad, you are so smart. Your daughter came back this time just to tell you about this."

Ning Fengzhi frowned slightly and said in a pretended angry tone.

"Nothing big or small."

Having said that, Ning Fengzhi asked again.

"Rongrong, do you mean to say that you plan to go directly to Poseidon Island instead of staying at home for a few more days?"

Ning Rongrong nodded firmly.

"Dad, I have thought about it. I was young and ignorant before, and I wasted too much time on cultivation. Now, I want to cultivate well."

She is now level 69, and is only ten levels away from her father's level. Next time she comes back, she will definitely be able to reach Soul Saint, and then she can show off to her father.

Ning Fengzhi sighed softly and stroked Ning Rongrong's still messy hair. It was still obvious that it hadn't been taken care of for a year.

"Rongrong, I didn't expect that in just a few years, you'd almost catch up with your father. But don't push yourself too much. When you need to rest, you should also pay attention to your body."

I didn't write about it in detail before, but actually, in the protagonist's heart, Xuedi and Bingdi are like foster mothers to her.

I bet a bag of spicy noodles that no one can guess the protagonist’s true identity.