Douluo: I'll take the benefits, you bear the side effects

Upon learning the wondrous uses of these magical herbs, the four were both astonished and deeply moved. They gladly accepted the herbs and carefully put them away.

Shui Bing'er was incredibly clever. Looking at the immortal herb in her hand, which was clearly different from the ones of Huo Wu and the other two, she knew that she was being treated well. After hesitating for a moment, she asked, "What about you and this little Wu girl?"

"Xiao Wu and I have already refined it."

He still has the medicinal power of the blood ginseng in his body, and it's the kind that has no side effects.

The side effects were all transferred to Ning Fengzhi.

As for Xiao Wu, she hadn't fully refined the Acacia Heartbreak Red either, and the medicinal effects of this king of immortal-grade herbs were even more powerful than Ning Chuan had imagined.

Finally, Ning Chuan looked at Sword and Bone Douluo and Ning Fengzhi, "I'm sorry, Sword and Bone Douluo, but at your level, immortal herbs are useless. As for Uncle Ning..."

Before Ning Chuan could speak, Ning Fengzhi interrupted him, saying, "If there are any more immortal herbs, keep them for your and Rongrong's future child."

Bone Douluo chimed in, "Feng Zhi is right. Rongrong, and Ning Chuan, you two have to work harder so that Jianren and I can hold our great-grandson soon."

Sword Douluo had even thought of names for the children: "Since you all have the surname Ning, if it's a boy, we'll name him Ning Caichen, and if it's a girl, we'll name her Ning Caiwei."

Hearing their words, Ning Rongrong's face immediately turned red. "Oh dear, Dad, Grandpa Sword, Grandpa Bone, what nonsense are you talking about? I'm not talking to you."

Seeing Ning Rongrong like this, the three Sword Bone Douluo all smiled knowingly.

After his smile faded, Ning Fengzhi looked at Ning Chuan and said, "Ning Chuan, I'm entrusting Rongrong to you from now on."

"Don't worry, Father-in-law, I won't let anyone hurt Rongrong," Ning Chuan immediately changed his tune.

These words made Ning Rongrong even more shy, but also secretly delighted.

Ning Fengzhi nodded emphatically, then looked at Ning Rongrong and said, "Rongrong, you will succeed as sect leader in a month."

"Oh, Dad, isn't this too early?" Although Ning Rongrong already knew this would be the outcome, she also knew that Ning Chuan joined the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School precisely because she would become the future sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

But when this heavy burden truly fell on her shoulders, Ning Rongrong still felt somewhat overwhelmed.

"It's getting late. With the three soul bones and immortal herbs that Ning Chuan gave you, you'll soon be able to break through the level 70 bottleneck and become a Soul Saint."

There was one more thing Ning Fengzhi didn't say: since contracting a strange illness a few years ago, his body had been aging at an alarming rate, deteriorating day by day. Although he was only in his sixties, his bone age was over eighty, and he didn't have many years left to live. Perhaps he would pass away in a year or two.

Fortunately, Rongrong is capable enough, and with Ningchuan's assistance, there's no need to worry about the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School declining.

As long as we can withstand the pressure from the Spirit Hall this time, we will surely become stronger in the future.

Hearing this, Ning Rongrong was still a little hesitant, but after seeing Ning Chuan give her an encouraging look, she gave up.

In the end, she agreed, "Dad, Grandpa Bone, Grandpa Sword, although Rongrong doesn't know if she can be a good sect leader, she will definitely not let you down."

“Alright, then I’ll have people make preparations and send out invitations. A month from now, we’ll invite all forces to attend the ceremony. Perfect timing, our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School can be officially renamed the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School. Perfect timing, we can also hold a grand initiation ceremony for Ning Chuan and the others.”

Ning Fengzhi felt relieved and instantly felt that he could die without regrets.

Next, everyone returned to their rooms to refine the immortal herbs and fuse the soul bones. Ning Chuan, after settling Xiao Wu in and saying goodbye to Ning Fengzhi, brought Tang Ritian's head to the Crown Prince's residence.

Upon seeing Qian Renxue, Ning Chuan naturally gave her a bear hug.

Qian Renxue did not dodge. After Ning Chuan reluctantly released her, she smiled and said, "Level 79, your growth rate is truly amazing. No wonder you are the man I have my eye on."

This was the first thing Qian Renxue said after seeing Ning Chuan.

"Just lucky." Ning Chuan Versailles curled his lip. "Let's not talk about that. I came here today because I have something I want to discuss with you. I also want to bring you a gift."

As he spoke, Ning Chuan took out the wooden box containing Tang Ritian's head.

"What is this? It's so mysterious. This...this is..."

Qian Renxue thought the other party had some gift for her again, so she opened the wooden box in front of Ning Chuan and was stunned when she saw Tang Ritian's head.

Ning Chuan smirked and said, "Tang Hao's head."

Upon confirming that it really was Tang Ritian, her 'father's killer,' Qian Renxue was filled with love in her heart amidst her shock.

She didn't say anything more, just looked at Ning Chuan, and asked with some trepidation and nervousness, "Did you do this for me?"

"If not you, then who else would you be doing this for?" Ning Chuan asked, his voice catching in his throat.

After hearing that Ning Chuan had done this for her sake, Qian Renxue said nothing more and asked no more questions. She simply used the Sacred Fire to burn Tang Ritian's head to ashes and then pulled Ning Chuan into the secret room.

The two fought for a day and two nights.

In the end, Qian Renxue was defeated, and the battle ended there.

However, instead of being discouraged, she was filled with pride.

This is the man she values; whether it's his strength, his looks, or even his sexual prowess, he's unparalleled in the world.

After cuddling for a while, Qian Renxue nestled in Ning Chuan's arms like a submissive woman, looking completely obedient. "So, what is it?"

“Rongrong will be succeeding as sect leader in a month. At that time, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will fully support you. I want to know the Spirit Hall’s next plan.” Ning Chuan said, holding Qian Renxue.

Without hesitation, Qian Renxue explained the Spirit Hall's plan in detail:

"The Spirit Hall's Soul Hunting Plan is now in its final preparation stage. Originally, it was supposed to wipe out the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the Blue Lightning Tyrant School in two and a half months. But because of you, it has been changed to target only the Blue Lightning Tyrant School. After that, I will poison Xue Ye and seize the throne ahead of schedule."

Ning Chuan nodded inwardly. This was pretty much in line with the original story. He smiled and asked, "Then haven't you thought about taking action against the Haotian Sect?"

Qian Renxue shook her head. "My grandfather once decreed that for the rest of his life, no disciple of the Spirit Hall, from him down, shall set foot in the current secluded place of the Clear Sky Sect."

As she spoke, Qian Renxue recounted the story of her grandfather and Tang Chen from back then.

"What a stubborn old man," Ning Chuan muttered to himself. "If it's Tang Chen, then there's nothing to worry about. I saw him years ago; he's become neither human nor ghost, he's long since lost himself." (End of Chapter)