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

Chapter 322 Ning Yuan: I miss it so much, really, I dream about it...

"However, young master is quite calm." Chen Xin looked at Ning Yuan's back, nodded slightly, and showed a satisfied expression.

“That’s true,” Gu Rong echoed.

But the next moment.

"I really want to upgrade my martial soul, Mr. Su, I dream of advancing my martial soul to the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda..." Ning Yuan suddenly knelt down, hugged Su Wen's leg tightly, tears streaming down his face, his voice trembling with excitement.

The two titled individuals were speechless.

"You spoke too soon." Gu Rong's lips twitched slightly.

It turns out he wasn't calm just now; he simply hadn't realized what was happening yet.

"It's not too early, it makes sense." Chen Xin looked at Ning Fengzhi, who was equally excited beside him, and sighed. This could represent the future prosperity of the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

As the young sect leader, the fact that he was able to pass on this bloodline greatly increased the significance of this matter.

It represents the fortune of the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Su Wen looked slightly embarrassed.

It took a lot of effort to calm Ning Yuan down. He opened his palm, and a pale pink flower with petals as clear as crystal floated above it.

Tulips in full bloom.

The moment the flower appeared, a faint fragrance filled the entire tower, and everyone was instantly refreshed.

Su Wen smiled and looked at Ning Yuan.

"Swallow these petals one by one into your mouth. After they are digested and absorbed, you can advance to the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda."

Ning Yuan carefully held it in his hands, his eyes filled with shock.

"Gulu~"

He swallowed hard, then sat cross-legged on the ground and did as Su Wen had instructed. At the same time, he entered a meditative state, completely enveloped in pink light.

"Are you getting used to using the soul tool?" Su Wen asked with a smile, taking a sip of tea.

Last time he returned, Big Eyes didn't hide this fact, after all, his strength was too weak then to conceal the time correction. But this time, with nearly 900,000 years of cultivation, Big Eyes did it with ease...

Moreover, his purpose in returning to ten thousand years ago also included... Qian Renxue.

The Angel God, a first-level deity, can be considered a pillar of the divine realm. If we could protect him, that would be truly interesting.

"I can do it, don't worry," Shi Xu said triumphantly.

"As my strength has increased dramatically, I can even interfere with the fate of a first-level god. Of course, this is limited to humans becoming gods; I still can't afford to offend primordial gods."

"That's enough," Su Wen thought to himself.

That’s enough…

"It's a habit. I've already distributed these high-level soul tools to various outstanding disciples of the sect, especially to the direct descendants of my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. For support-type soul masters, these things are simply too important." Ning Fengzhi personally poured Su Wen a cup of tea and said with emotion.

Upon hearing this, Su Wen nodded slightly.

In the original story, he was ambushed by the Spirit Hall and nearly lost half his life, but now, with the support of these soul tools, he will surely be able to escape unscathed...

"By the way, you went to the Spirit Hall again a few days ago?" Ning Fengzhi asked with a strange expression.

"Yes." Su Wen smiled and blew on the tea.

I almost forgot, the Spirit Hall is practically crippled by him now...

Pope Bibi Dong was severely injured, and among the elders, one fell and two were seriously injured, which is already a significant blow. The fact that they were able to hold on and preside over the All-Continent Soul Master Finals is already thanks to Qian Daoliu's personal support.

"Bone Douluo, how have you been lately?" Su Wen asked with a smile, looking at Gu Rong beside him. The latter was no longer the miserable figure who used to be wrapped in gauze, but he was still traumatized.

He was terrified that another Behemoth might jump out from behind and give him a good whack...

Seeing Su Wen's gaze now, he shuddered and said awkwardly, "It's...it's alright."

"Om..."

As everyone chatted idly.

The pink halo surrounding Ning Yuan slowly dissipated.

His soul power suddenly surged.

To the astonishment of Ning Fengzhi and the others, his level suddenly skyrocketed from forty-three to fifty...

"Level 7!"

What surprised everyone even more was...

Although Ning Yuan remained seated cross-legged on the ground, a phantom image of the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda slowly condensed above his head; this was his martial soul.

"No, nine levels, Fengzhi, it's nine levels!!!" Chen Xin subconsciously counted, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he exclaimed in surprise.

Ning Fengzhi wept uncontrollably.

He knelt on the ground, overwhelmed with excitement.

"The Nine-Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda! A martial spirit that only existed in ancient books and legends actually exists..."

At this moment, Ning Rongrong, his beloved daughter, he will always love only his eldest son, Ning Yuan!
……

The next day.

Tian Dou City, Competition Zone.

The qualifiers are nearing their end.

The top five teams are gradually becoming clear.

Blazing Fire Academy, Skywater Academy, Thunder Academy, Divine Wind Academy, and Shrek Academy at the very end.

The strength of the first four is self-evident, but the dark horse Shrek Academy has attracted a lot of attention.

rest area.

"The battles are getting increasingly difficult..." Tang San frowned and said, "We were able to get this far thanks to the victory points we gained when Senior Yu Tianheng was around, but now we're almost out of resources. Our ranking is about to be overtaken by the Elephant Armor Sect behind us. If we lose another round..."

"I'm afraid we really won't make it to the finals."

"It's all because you didn't listen!" The master sneered. "I told you to intensify your physical training, but you all slacked off and even used your soul power."

Ning Rongrong turned her head away and rolled her eyes.

They'll be naming names soon.

But look at Zhu Zhuqing on the other side now. Since joining the Heaven Dou Empire Royal Team, her cultivation and combat power have skyrocketed. Moreover, with this powerful team, she is undoubtedly ranked first in points.

"Misleading young people," she muttered under her breath.

"What did you say?!" The master's eyes widened, he jumped up and down in anger, his face turning red and purple, and he became anxious instantly.

This is what he cares about most right now. It's also something that hit a nerve.

"Alright, alright..." Tang San, looking exasperated, separated the two.

"Let's devise a strategy for the next move."

"Facing Canghui Academy, we..."

"..."

While the Shrek team was studying tactics...

Several figures walked slowly by.

"Sect Leader Ning!" Tang San's pupils shrank, first looking bewildered, then a smile appeared on his lips, carrying a hint of joy.

Clearly, the other side has come to a realization!

They came to apologize to Rongrong!
Rongrong is called the little princess at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, and it's no exaggeration...

This is the sign.

Sect Master Ning took the lead, followed by a young man and two Title Douluo powerhouses, Bone and Sword, on either side.

They were practically saying, "Welcome back to the sect, young master!"
Seeing this scene, Ning Rongrong burst into tears. With red eyes, she snorted coldly, but crossed her arms and ignored Ning Fengzhi who was walking from a distance.

Having been away from the sect for so long and suffered all sorts of beatings outside, I've come to realize the importance of the sect.

But at this moment, she was filled with hatred and dared not retaliate against Ning Fengzhi, but at least she had to cripple Ning Yuan, who had been so arrogant in front of her earlier! And those two guards too!
If you want her to go back and inherit the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, you'll at least have to...

But just as she was getting into her daydream, Oscar quietly nudged her arm and said, "Rongrong, it seems like they didn't come to see you?"

"Ok?"

Ning Rongrong turned around abruptly, only to see everyone walking away without even glancing at her.

I stood there, stunned and a little bewildered.

"Ning Fengzhi!!!"

Ning Rongrong gritted her teeth, her face full of hatred, stomped her foot, and shouted.

"..."

The scene was silent.

Even the teams resting nearby cast surprised glances at them.

The internal affairs of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?

Looks like there's some juicy gossip to be had...

"What's the matter?"

Ning Fengzhi paused, raised an eyebrow, and turned to look at Ning Rongrong, whose face was contorted with anger and rage: "Isn't it rather impolite of you to address me by my first name?"

"You, you..." Ning Rongrong was both angry and anxious, "Are you still my father or not?!"

"Just say you want to talk to me directly. Why beat around the bush and try to sow discord in my mind?"

"Didn't you bring Ning Yuan here to apologize to me?"

"And Grandpa Bone, Grandpa Sword, say something! You won't even say a word to your most beloved granddaughter?"

"..."

"Apologize? Hehehe..." Ning Fengzhi almost laughed out of anger, shook his head, and looked at the furious Ning Rongrong with pity.

"you are wrong."

"What kind of logic is it for a direct descendant of a sect to apologize to a concubine's daughter? What kind of daydream is this in broad daylight?"

Sword Douluo sighed deeply and closed his eyes, remaining silent.

Gu Rong hesitated to speak, but was stopped by the former.

The situation is now very clear: Ning Yuan is undoubtedly the young sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. His Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul allows him to easily crush any so-called opponents.

As for Ning Rongrong...

All we could do was watch helplessly from the sidelines.

If pushed too far, given Ning Fengzhi's ruthlessness, he might just eliminate him to clear away any obstacles to Ningyuan's future.

Therefore, they must not be too intimate with Ning Rongrong; this is actually a form of protection.

But Ning Rongrong was already so angry that she couldn't think straight.

Seeing that the two familiar elders had closed their eyes and were ignoring her, she said angrily in a trembling voice.

"Gu Rong, Chen Xin, you are no longer my grandfathers!"

"I don't have grandfathers like you!"

"..."

"Ugh……"

Gu Rong and Jian Chen both sighed.

After being pampered for over a decade, it's heartbreaking that things have turned out this way because of a single misunderstanding...

"As for you, Ning Yuan!" Ning Rongrong gritted her teeth, looking at her half-brother who had taken away all her honor, happiness, and her own father, her eyes filled with malice.

I will trample you under my feet sooner or later!

"Let me show you who the true genius of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is!"

"Hehe, genius..." Ning Fengzhi smiled faintly, then said to Ning Yuan behind him with a smile, "Open your Martial Soul!"

"Yes!"

Ningyuan nodded.

In the palm of his hand, he held up an exquisite pagoda.

"Heh, everyone has a Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, what's there to brag about?" Ning Rongrong scoffed.

In the palm of his hand, he also held up an exquisite pagoda.

But Oscar, with his sharp eyes, exclaimed in surprise, "Rongrong, no, count how many floors his tower has!"

“One floor, two floors… seven floors, eight floors… nine floors!!!” Ning Rongrong was struck dumb, stunned on the spot. At this moment, the two exquisite pagodas were similar in shape, but not in spirit.

The gap is as vast as an insurmountable chasm.

(End of this chapter)