Douluo: Reincarnation of Pineapple Blowing Snow, the Fruit Treasure returns!

Chapter 3: Joining the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, Pineapple Blowing Snow becomes his godfather?
In the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, inside a magnificent hall!

Everything here seems to be made of expensive colored glaze, and the tables, chairs and benches are antique and look very valuable.

And this is just an ordinary place to eat in the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

Five people were sitting on the large wooden table. The one sitting at the head was naturally Ning Fengzhi, the leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect. On his right sat Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, and on his left sat Ning Rongrong, who was looking very angry with her arms folded across her chest.

And Pineapple Blowing Snow, whose eyes have turned into gold soul coins and is looking around, looks just like a local dog.

"My... this is too extravagant, it feels like their family is comparable to that of Lu Xiaoguo, oh... damn it, can't such a rich man have one more person like me?"

Pineapple Blowing Snow was aware of his muttering. He always felt that the whole world was against him!

"This child... is really interesting."

Ning Fengzhi gave a wry smile when he heard Pineapple Blowing Snow's complaints, then looked at Pineapple Blowing Snow and said seriously.

"My Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect is not particularly rich, just average... By the way, I really want to thank you for saving my daughter's life this time. I, Ning Fengzhi, owe you a big favor!"

"Oi... You're welcome, Lao Deng. This is my duty. It is the duty of an ordinary person to help others when seeing injustice."

Pineapple Blowing Snow gave a shy smile, and Ning Fengzhi's expression froze.

Lao Deng?

Why does this not feel like a good word? And he always feels a little annoyed by this guy with his yellow hair.

"Hehe...then you still took 150,000 gold soul coins from me?"

Ning Rongrong, who was standing aside, folded her arms and sneered, while Pineapple Blowing Snow was serious.

"That's what I deserve, no conflict!"

"I, Pineapple Blowing Snow, always believe that you get what you pay for... This is the most simple truth in the world... Just tell me whether I saved you or not!"

Ning Rongrong made a bitter face, feeling that this guy had a really sharp tongue.

Ning Fengzhi and the others held their foreheads with their hands and smiled playfully. This child is only six years old, but he is so mature. It is really extraordinary.

Moreover, Ning Fengzhi had checked earlier and found out that it was indeed this Pineapple Blowing Snow who took care of those soul masters. The problem is that this kid hasn't even awakened his martial soul yet!

"My daughter has given you 150,000... As a father, I can't be stingy. Here are 300,000 gold soul coins as a thank you for saving my daughter!"

Ning Fengzhi also threw out a gold card. This was the third time that Pineapple Blowing Snow's eyes had turned into gold soul coins.

Please use the gold soul coins to kill him!
Pineapple Blowing Snow said solemnly:

"I have been wandering for half my life, and I only regret that I have never met a wise master! If you don't abandon me, I am willing to be your foster father! I will go through fire and water for you, and I will not hesitate!"

Ning Rongrong: "???"

Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo: "???"

"No...you are worshipping your godfather now, where is your dignity?"

Ning Rongrong widened her eyes in disbelief, and Pineapple Blowing Snow tilted her head and asked in a serious tone.

"Dignity? How much is one pound?"

Ning Fengzhi and the other two could no longer hold back.

"Hahaha...so interesting! Fengzhi, I like this kid's temperament. He's very straightforward and doesn't go around in circles."

Jian Douluo even laughed out loud. The more he looked at Pineapple Blowing Snow, the more he liked it. He asked with narrowed eyes.

"Boy, have you not awakened your martial spirit yet?"

"Martial Spirit? I don't think so..."

"How old are you!"

"Just six years old!" Jian Douluo's eyes lit up.

"Rongrong is exactly the same age as you... Today, Rongrong will also hold a martial spirit awakening ceremony. In that case, you should come along too!"

He is so powerful even without awakening his martial soul, what will it be like with awakened martial soul? He is very curious about Pineapple Blowing Snow's martial soul.

Pineapple Blowing Snow naturally had no objection, after all, he was also curious about the so-called martial spirit!

Sword Douluo Chen Xin walked with an upright posture and steady steps, bringing Ning Rongrong and Pineapple Blowing Snow with him towards the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect's special hall for awakening martial spirits.

As you enter the main hall, you will see two huge stone lions standing on the left and right, looking majestic and lifelike, as if they are guarding this sacred hall.

Stepping onto the steps paved with white marble, you can feel the heaviness and solemnity under your feet with every step.

Entering the hall, the dome is so high that you seem to be able to touch the sky. Countless bright pearls are inlaid in it, like stars, illuminating the entire hall as bright as day.

In the center of the hall, there is a huge circular stone platform, which is engraved with complex patterns and exudes a mysterious atmosphere. It is surrounded by eight thick stone pillars, each of which is inlaid with gems of various colors, shining like a dream.

The whole hall was filled with a strange power that made people feel awe. In this magnificent and mysterious atmosphere, Pineapple Blowing Snow couldn't help but open his eyes wide, deeply shocked by the scene before him.

Jian Douluo looked serious and motioned Ning Rongrong to walk to the special magic circle.

"Rongrong, come here..."

Ning Rongrong stood still obediently, with a hint of nervousness and anticipation in her eyes.

Jian Douluo's hands began to dance rapidly, his soul power surged, and the magic circle instantly lit up with dazzling light, which shuttled and intertwined on the ground like flowing colors.

"Feel the power of your body carefully and draw it out..."

Jian Douluo explained the details carefully.

Soon, light gradually gathered on Ning Rongrong's right hand, and an exquisite seven-treasure glazed tower slowly emerged.

The tower is crystal clear, emitting brilliant and colorful light, and each layer is carved extremely finely, as if it is the most precious work of art in the world.

The light on the tower keeps flowing, sometimes soft like moonlight, sometimes bright like stars, making the entire hall look like a dream.

Ning Rongrong looked at the martial spirit in her hand, her eyes full of surprise and pride.

"It's the Seven Treasures Glazed Tower!"

In this magnificent light, Jian Douluo nodded slightly, and a gratified smile appeared on his face. Pineapple Blowing Snow on the side widened his eyes, deeply attracted by this magical scene.

"Is this the martial spirit?"

The pineapple blowing snow is also very exciting and feels very interesting.

Jian Douluo picked up a crystal clear crystal ball with a solemn expression and handed it to Ning Rongrong carefully, motioning her to put her hand on it to test her soul power.

Ning Rongrong took a deep breath, slowly stretched out her little hand, and gently pressed on the crystal ball.

In an instant, the crystal ball shone brightly, the light became stronger and stronger, and the entire hall was enveloped by this dazzling light.

Jian Douluo stared at the crystal ball, his eyes full of tension and anticipation. When the light gradually stabilized, he showed an extremely shocked expression on his face, his mouth slightly opened, and he couldn't close it for a long time.

"Level nine innate soul power!"

Jian Douluo couldn't help but speak loudly, his voice full of disbelief and uncontrollable joy.

Ning Fengzhi, who was standing aside, had been maintaining the composure of a sect leader, but now he could no longer remain calm. A smile of surprise blossomed on his face, his eyes sparkled, and his excitement was beyond words.

The ninth level of innate soul power is already considered a rare genius. Ning Fengzhi was only at the eighth level at the beginning!
"I'm level nine!"

Ning Rongrong ran to Pineapple Blowing Snow and showed off.

(End of this chapter)