Douluo Continent: I can nurture soul beasts and even perform super evolution.

Chapter 296 Snow Empress: Really drained? I don't believe it!

"Cough cough cough." Su Wen closed his eyes and concentrated.

He had a stunning beauty sitting in his arms, yet he remained completely focused. The reason for this was that he had been thoroughly exploited before even arriving...

Su Wen is now completely dried up.

"Xiaoxue, don't be silly..." Su Wen said, pretending to be serious.

"Hmm." Qian Renxue realized something was wrong. A blush flashed across her fair cheeks. She stood up casually and stretched. Her white dress accentuated her slender waist and proud curves, making her quite dazzling.

"Since Uncle Su is alright, I'll be going now."

"..."

The beauty chuckled, but as she reached the door, she seemed to remember something and quickly ran back to Su Wen.

A pair of golden eyes stared silently at Su Wen, without uttering a sound.

Su Wen: ???
Qian Renxue licked her red lips, placed her hands on the armrests of the seat, and slowly approached.

*Smack*

Su Wen suddenly felt a cool sensation on his cheek, and opened his eyes in surprise, only to see the girl's departing figure.

"This is...something's not right."

Su Wen asked blankly.

"What is she thinking? Why does it feel like... lately, her eyes have become increasingly intense every time we meet, and this time she's not even pretending anymore."

"They kissed right away?!"

"Humph."

A soft hum came from his side.

Also dressed in a white robe, a figure as ripe as a peach slowly appeared on the chair beside her. The Snow Empress's lazy, narrow eyes glanced at Su Wen, and she said softly, "If the Silver Dragon King and the others knew that you were flirting with women ten thousand years ago, hmph..."

"I'm almost ruined, so I came here to hide," Su Wen said with a fawning smile.

"Oh? Just hiding for a while?" Xue Di curled her lips, clearly not believing this explanation.

“Really, if I went back ten thousand years, my body would still be completely drained. I’m quite Zen about it now…” Su Wen nodded seriously.

"..."

Xue Di glanced at her disdainfully.

Looking down along Su Wen's cheek, her fair and soft fingers twitched, and her delicate face seemed to be deep in thought.

"Really?" she asked again.

It seems they don't believe in superstitions.

"Really!" Su Wen said confidently.

"Oh..." Xue Di slowly straightened up and leaned towards Su Wen. Her bright and beautiful eyes were still staring straight at Su Wen. When she saw that his eyes were slightly evasive, she curled her red lips and found it particularly interesting.

"I don't believe it!" Xue Di revealed a smile.

"Then how will you believe me?" Su Wen asked helplessly.

"Let's start a game!"

Su Wen: ???
Before Su Wen could hesitate, Xue Di's hand reached down, cold yet soft.

"Hiss..." Su Wen's pupils contracted.

This seems to be a dead end.

The Snow Emperor left him no way out!

But the battle had already begun, and there was no way to back down halfway. So they fought! Su Wen's breathing became increasingly rapid, and a blazing fire seemed to rise within him, stirred up by Xue Di's cool, soft little hand...

"Do you really want to give it a try?" Su Wen suppressed his anger and asked one last question.

"Enough with the nonsense!" Xue Di leaned in.

Her breath was sweet and fragrant, and my ears felt ticklish...

"Drink!" Su Wen was completely ignited.

Raise your hand.

The entire courtyard was sealed off.

A passionate and intense love spread through it.

……

On the carriage leading to the imperial palace of the Heavenly Dou Empire.

Qian Renxue sat gracefully in her seat, but hesitated to restore Xue Qinghe's makeup. She took a small sip of tea, the same tea Su Wen had drunk that day...

She slowly picked up a mirror, gazing at her stunningly beautiful face, but her expression was somewhat wistful.

Her father, Qian Xunji, was on friendly terms with Su Lin.

But she...

This strange feeling made her heart pound.

"Uncle Su..."

"Your Highness, it's almost time to return to the palace," came the hesitant reminder from the coachman ahead.

"Very well, I understand." Qian Renxue exhaled a long breath from her red lips.

As the sound faded, Xue Qinghe's handsome appearance returned to normal.

But looking at her reflection in the mirror, her expression grew increasingly displeased...

She no longer wanted to play the role of the so-called Crown Prince, nor did she want to gain her mother's approval. She just wanted to... be her true self in front of Uncle Su.

"The real... Qian Renxue!"

A dazzling light shone in her eyes.

……

"Hey, Rongrong, what happened between you and Uncle Ning?" Ma Hongjun came over and asked curiously.

"This young lady's temper is probably just because she's having a tantrum." Dai Mubai yawned, looking at Zhu Zhuqing, who stood tall and straight in the distance, like a lone bamboo in the cold frost. He frowned slightly. It's been so long, and she still won't forgive him?

Isn't he just "strategically retreating," living a life of debauchery in a small town, and even finding two twins... cough cough cough?

You still can't forgive yourself?

Woman, ha!

"Boss Dai, why do you have to bring up such a sore subject?" Oscar quickly came over to laugh it off, seeing that Ning Rongrong was showing signs of turning evil again.

"Tsk." Dai Mubai curled his lip.

Simp~

Although their relationship has gradually improved compared to before, it only means that they are no longer at odds, but it does not mean that they are completely harmonious.

He would never forget the time Ning Rongrong hired Tang San to kill him.

However, after witnessing firsthand the titles of the two guardians of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, he became much more subdued and dared not cause any more trouble...

"I want you to take care of it!"

As expected, Ning Rongrong's face darkened instantly, and she glared coldly at Dai Mubai.

"Brother Dai, say less..." Tang San also spoke up at the right time, acting as a peacemaker.

Dai Mubai shrugged.

"You didn't sell any of your hidden weapons?"

Tang San:"……"

I never noticed before, you have such a sharp tongue!
"It doesn't matter. If the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School doesn't buy it, there are other forces. I have confidence in the Zhuge Crossbow, and with a whole set of other hidden weapons, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon School and other sects have no reason to refuse," Tang San said calmly.

He regrets it terribly now, but what can he do?
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is the perfect candidate for Tang Sect's hidden weapons. Most powerful sects simply don't care about the Zhuge Crossbow, but the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, due to its martial soul and its power structure, urgently needs something to enhance its combat strength...

It is also a level of extravagance that is unique in the entire mainland.

Ning Fengzhi had indeed shown great sincerity, but he wanted to be greedy and ended up losing this unexpected deal.

Afterwards, they tried to create a buzz in the auction house to attract other forces to place orders, but most of them were small, scattered orders, not even reaching one-tenth or one-hundredth of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's orders.

Besides, those poor bastards will try to lower the price even if they only make two or three items.

Each set is directly priced at four thousand gold soul coins... Damn Su Lin, damn Ning Fengzhi! Those two short-sighted guys, and oh right, that old beast Chen Xin, how dare he attack me and humiliate me in public!
Once we find my father, hmph...

However, the most urgent task is to wait for Ning Fengzhi to change his mind and apologize to Ning Rongrong. Then he can take the opportunity to be generous and lower the price, giving the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School a set for 6,000 gold soul coins, thus earning his first pot of gold.

"What's all the noise outside?" Xiao Wu asked, fiddling with her hair, her pink eyes suddenly looking outside.

"I'll go take a look." Ma Hongjun nimbly slipped out of the classroom, but when he returned a few seconds later, his expression was unusually strange.

He glanced at Ning Rongrong, then hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but stopped himself.

"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School... has announced its new successor. It's not Rongrong, it's... it's Ning Yuan. Moreover, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has completely removed Rongrong from the family tree. They say that in the future..." Ma Hongjun said with a shocked expression.

"What?!!"

The people around were all taken aback.

Are the seven of them highly talented?
Among his peers, he's already considered a prodigy, and he even has a chance to get into the top three in this competition.

But can one become strong enough to transcend worldly conventions and achieve great things through one's own fists?

I'm afraid it will be difficult.

Therefore, for Ning Rongrong, her identity as a member of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was a protective layer that allowed her to act recklessly. Once she had her fill of fun, she could calmly return to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, take over that behemoth from Ning Fengzhi, and continue to be the proud daughter of heaven...

Meanwhile, the group of companions around him could also reap considerable benefits from him. After all, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was the wealthiest in the world, and what they could get from their fingertips was enough to feed an ordinary person.

This is also why everyone praises Ning Rongrong so highly (before obtaining the immortal herb, the friendship between the seven was not yet fully solidified; if there hadn't been the later Sea God storyline, they would most likely have gone their separate ways after graduation).

But now...

The sky is falling.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul determines that her upper limit can only reach level 79. Arriving early or late makes her innate level 9 soul power advantage almost impossible to find...

Unless, of course, she has truly broken through the limits of her martial soul.

But that's nothing short of a fantasy.

In an instant, the way everyone looked at Ning Rongrong was filled with pity, confusion, and shock...

Clearly, no one expected that Ning Fengzhi, who doted on Ning Rongrong so much, would be so resolute.

"No, no..." Ning Rongrong's voice trembled, her eyes gradually reddening, and she cried hysterically, "How could Father do such a thing?!"

"I'm going to find him!"

"Ask him yourself!"

After saying that, he pushed through the crowd and stumbled away.

"Sigh..." Oscar was worried that something might happen, so he quickly followed.

Tang San was also completely bewildered.

no?!!

Who will I sell my hidden weapons to?

Could they have actually reached an agreement on that soul tool?!

Blanch!
Tang San has also reached the Red Temperature level.

……

"Miss Ning, please leave..."

Qibao Glazed Sect.

Beyond the towering, endless walls lay the entrance to this sect. The guard, his eyes blazing with anger and his tone sharp and arrogant, looked at Ning Rongrong in the distance. His previously gentle voice grew increasingly hostile: "The sect leader has personally ordered that you are no longer the young lady of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. Oh, and the sect leader also said that you no longer bear the surname Ning. Go wherever you want..."

"You're just a watchdog, how dare you talk to me like that!" Ning Rongrong retorted through gritted teeth.

Her eyes were red-rimmed, but she still maintained her former young lady demeanor: "Go and call my father out! Grandpa Bone, Grandpa Sword, either one will do! The Ning family blood flows in my veins. My father is only angry for the moment, but when he calms down and I return to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, I will kill both of you first!"

The two guards exchanged a glance, both somewhat hesitant.

But the next moment.

"Get back."

Ning Fengzhi appeared on the city wall, his eyes indifferently looking down at his blood-related daughter. If it were in the past, he might have shown some mercy, but ever since he guessed Su Wen's true identity.

This last vestige of father-daughter affection was thus completely severed.

Looking back.

Who started the conflict?

It was Su Wen who harbored extreme resentment towards Tang San, Ning Rongrong, and even the entire Shrek Academy. And in fact, he was right...

Tang San took advantage of the situation, and Rongrong, for Tang San's sake, was willing to let the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School be the sucker, and even after it was all over, she still had to make him thank her good third brother.

All of this allowed him to vaguely grasp the truth of the matter.

Since Mr. Su comes from the future...

Therefore, they must know some things that happened in the original timeline.

Rongrong did something that he found shameful.

Is it...

These days, the more he thinks about it, the more alarmed he becomes.

"Dad!" Ning Rongrong exclaimed in disbelief, "Who are you? You're not my dad!"

"Where's Grandpa Bone? Where's Grandpa Sword?"

"them……"

“They don’t want to see you either,” Ning Fengzhi said calmly.

Nonsense, Bone Douluo is still lying in bed, how could he see him? Sword Douluo also really doesn't want to see him, it would only add to his predicament.

"You're lying!!!" Ning Rongrong cried out in anguish.

"Rongrong, don't be like this..." A handsome young man beside Ning Fengzhi said with a complicated expression.

"Shut up! Stop pretending!" Ning Rongrong said through gritted teeth.

"Tell me, was this all your doing?! Ning Yuan, you're a piece of trash! How dare you take all this from me? I refuse to accept this!"

Ning Rongrong completely broke down.

Her talent is indeed remarkable. When she reaches level 79 and her martial soul becomes the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, she will be a guest of honor in most powerful forces. However, compared to ruling the vast Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the difference is simply too great...

Ning Yuan remained silent.

Looking at Ning Rongrong, he secretly shook his head: "It's because of you, little sister, you've ruined such a good hand..." He was simply sitting at home when the position of sect leader fell from the sky.

Ning Rongrong, relying on her father and the protection of two clan protectors, had almost no hope of winning. Therefore, although unwilling, she still hid herself away early.

Who would have thought…

This foolish younger sister is really willing to disregard the interests of the sect for her own selfish desires and even offend Mr. Su to the point of no return.

"Get them out!"

Ning Fengzhi said calmly.

"If she gets within a hundred meters again, I'll hold you accountable..."

"Yes!"

Sweat beaded on the foreheads of the two guards.

He nodded repeatedly.

At the same time, one of them also became much more piercing, and wings sprouted from his back. He took off into the air, and one of his wings was like a sharp blade, which he swung towards Ning Rongrong.

"Boom boom boom!!!"

dusty.

Ning Rongrong was both shocked and frightened. She covered her mouth and lingered for a long time before finally leaving in a disheveled state...

Like a stray dog.

"Remember, always show absolute respect to Mr. Su, no matter when or where." Ning Fengzhi watched Ning Rongrong's departing figure, his eyes devoid of any emotion, but instead carrying a hint of contemplation.

“I will remember what Father says!” Ning Yuan took a deep breath and nodded heavily.

(End of this chapter)