Douluo Continent: My Sharingan is a bit unorthodox

"Who am I, and what is your status?! Don't you have any self-awareness?"

hum~

Upon hearing this, Oscar felt a muffled sound in his head.

His body trembled, his already fair face turned even paler, a bitter smile appeared on his lips, and the light in his eyes completely dimmed.

Ning Rongrong's cold words extinguished the flame of hope in his heart like a tsunami!

"Hmph! Don't put on that deadpan act for me, making people think you have deep feelings for me! I doubt even you believe that yourself, do you?"

Ning Rongrong snorted coldly, frowning and glaring at him.

"Hehe... This isn't a memorial service, oh no, it's just a moment of reflection!"

Oscar gave an awkward laugh.

Ning Rongrong is right; he has only known her for a day or two.

Even if there's a liking, it's not anything particularly deep...

"It would be best if you could understand!" Ning Rongrong nodded in satisfaction, then looked at him curiously.

"Oscar, do you have somewhere to go after you graduate?"

"!" Oscar's heart skipped a beat when he heard her question, and he looked at her in surprise.

"Rongrong... what do you mean by this?"

"Can't you tell? Of course, we're inviting you to join my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School! With your talent, the sect will definitely do its best to nurture you. As for your marriage... I can also help you find a match, how about it?"

For Oscar, the first food-type Soul Master in history with innate full Soul Power.

Ning Rongrong certainly knew how much potential he had.

From what I've seen so far, aside from being a bit sleazy, there's nothing seriously wrong with it.

As a proper young lady, it is also her duty to recruit talents for the sect!

"What would happen if I didn't join?"

Oscar's Adam's apple bobbed as the conversation between Ning Rongrong and Flander echoed in his mind.

"What? You don't really think you can threaten the status of my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, do you?"

Ning Rongrong looked at him as if he were an idiot.

"Haha...of course not! I still have some self-awareness..."

Oscar scratched his head awkwardly. He knew his own situation best; he wasn't really that interested in cultivation.

Moreover, they had a large and powerful force, while he was just a lone, commoner soul master...

"Alright! That's all I have to say. Think it over yourself!"

"what...!"

No sooner had she finished speaking than Ning Rongrong suddenly screamed.

A body was already sitting close to her, and an arm was wrapped around her waist.

"Who are you? Let Rongrong go!"

Oscar had just gotten up to pounce on the suddenly appearing figure when Ning Rongrong was faster than him.

"Ah! Ye Qiu! You've finally arrived!"

Upon seeing clearly, Ning Rongrong almost jumped up in excitement, immediately hugged his neck, and leaned against him.

"Ye Qiu?"

Oscar stood there, stunned, staring at the boy in front of him who was holding Ning Rongrong in his arms.

Blue, shoulder-length, choppy hair; deep blue eyes; that face was even more outstanding than her own.

More importantly, it's his demeanor.

Although it was just a simple white outfit, it still made people feel noble.

Oscar felt a bitter taste in his mouth; at this moment, even the last glimmer of hope in his heart had vanished.

"Miss Rongrong! You have quite the eloquence..."

Ye Qiu had already arrived here, but he had been waiting for her to finish speaking.

He suddenly realized that Ning Rongrong had a unique charm when she put on her pampered young lady act.

"Of course! I am the future sect leader!"

Ning Rongrong buried her face in his neck, breathing greedily.

After only a few days apart, she already missed Ye Qiu's faint fragrance.

Ye Qiu also noticed Oscar standing to the side, nodded slightly, and greeted him.

Oscar forced a smile and sat down again.

"Rongrong, are you alright?" Ye Qiu withdrew his gaze and focused his attention on the beauty in his arms.

"No, thanks to your soul skill! But my eyes hurt a bit... they're even bleeding!"

Ning Rongrong tilted her head back, pouted, and looked at Ye Qiu with a deep gaze.

She pointed to her eyes, her face flushed, and her voice was soft and sweet.

"Could you blow on it for me a couple of times?"

"Mmm!" Ye Qiu smiled and agreed, gently blowing warm air into her eyes.

Like a warm spring breeze, delicate flowers bloomed on Ning Rongrong's pretty face, and her eyes were filled with the joy of spring.

"Well!"

Before he could even blow a few notes, Ning Rongrong grabbed Ye Qiu by the collar and gave him a hard kiss.

"Hehe..." Ning Rongrong smiled with satisfaction as she looked at Ye Qiu's glistening lips.

Ye Qiu just chuckled and wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth.

Silence for a moment.

"Oh right! Where are Xiao Wu and the other two?"

"..." Upon hearing his question, Ning Rongrong's face darkened.

She looked at him with resentment.

"Hmph! I knew you didn't come here specifically to see me!"

"I...!"

Ye Qiu paused for a moment before speaking.

Saying that they came specifically to see you is quite shameless.

Not far away, Oscar, who understands the meaning of "do not look at what is improper," stands.

Listening to their conversation, his expression gradually turned to shock.

The strange black flames that injured Boss Dai were actually his soul skills!

Moreover, judging from what he said, that guy named Ye Qiu actually has a close relationship with Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing!

So... Ning Rongrong, this young lady, can actually put up with this?!

……

Looking at the silent Ye Qiu, Ning Rongrong glared at him fiercely.

Is it going to kill you to say something sweet all the time?!

"Hmph! They're having a battle of spirits up there!"

He snorted coldly and pointed at the sub-battle arena where Xiao Wu and the others were.

"I'm sorry..."

Ye Qiu chuckled twice, said nothing, but gently kissed Ning Rongrong on the cheek.

Seeing that her expression had softened, he then looked at the battle taking place in the arena.

Chapter 156 The Ineffective Blue Silver Grass

Ning Rongrong held Ye Qiu's arm, her fair face showing a hint of shyness, and nestled quietly in his arms.

Ye Qiu's gaze had already turned to the Soul Arena.

"The changes are really big..."

On stage, two tall girls moved about, one innocent and the other fiery.

Compared to when Ye Qiu last saw them, both women had grown to different degrees.

In the state of being possessed by a martial spirit.

Xiao Wu's pink rabbit ears stood up high on her head. Her small face was fair with a rosy glow, and her cherry-like mouth, though slightly cleft lip, made her look even more delicate and beautiful.