Douluo Continent: My Sharingan is a bit unorthodox

Sword Douluo was about to advise Ning Rongrong when he was interrupted by Ning Fengzhi.

He frowned and looked at Ning Fengzhi with a puzzled expression.

He couldn't understand why Ning Fengzhi, who was usually shrewd and steady, always sided with Ye Qiu when faced with his questions.

Even the relationship between Rongrong and Ye Qiu was left to their own devices.

At this point, even if we wanted to do something, it would be too late!

He didn't want to lose face for the sect leader Ning Fengzhi in front of the younger generation, so he had no choice but to give up.

"Xiao Qiu~" Xiao Wu also realized what was happening and ran back to Ye Qiu's side, standing behind him.

Zhu Zhuqing was the same.

Just as the two Douluo's gazes passed, Ning Fengzhi cast a meaningful look in their direction.

He glanced at Zhu Zhuqing, then at Ye Qiu.

He said something that left Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu completely baffled.

"Ye Qiu, I didn't expect you to be so shrewd. Do you know her identity?"

Ye Qiu was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized what was going on.

As the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Ning Fengzhi naturally knew Zhu Zhuqing's background from her surname, martial spirit, and other information.

Moreover, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's intelligence work is also unparalleled.

"I know!" Ye Qiu nodded calmly.

"Dad, do you know where Zhu Qing comes from?" Ning Rongrong asked him curiously.

"Hehe... It's no secret. If you played less, you'd know too!"

As a renowned and prestigious family in the Star Luo Empire, the Zhu family's inherited martial spirit is naturally no secret.

Ning Fengzhi was somewhat surprised to see Ye Qiu so confident.

"It seems my worries were unnecessary! It would be best if you could handle it, but if there are any problems, we're happy to help!"

"Then thank you very much, Sect Master Ning!"

As soon as Ye Qiu finished speaking, Zhu Zhuqing's voice followed.

"Thank you for your kindness, Sect Leader Ning. Zhu Qing thanks you again!"

Although she wanted to handle some things herself, it's always good to have an extra layer of protection.

"It's alright. Putting aside your relationship with Rongrong, the talent of all of you is enough for us to win you over!"

Ning Fengzhi's directness actually added a touch of sincerity to his words.

Zhu Zhuqing fell silent, looking at Ye Qiu's profile, Ning Rongrong, and Xiao Wu.

I immediately decided that I would find a time to be honest with my sisters as soon as possible.

"Xiao Qiu... what are you talking about?" Xiao Wu was initially startled, thinking that her identity had been exposed.

"It's nothing, you'll all find out when the time comes!" Ye Qiu squeezed her little hand.

At the same time, they were also somewhat puzzled by Ning Fengzhi's attitude.

She was practically bringing him a whole host of her favorite women.

It's really strange that he still doesn't object to his relationship with Rongrong at all!

Ning Fengzhi had no idea about Ye Qiu's curiosity.

Instead, he smiled and looked at his daughter.

Opening his arms wide, he said, "Alright, Rongrong, you've finished introducing yourself, right? Come here and let Daddy take a good look at you. Daddy has missed you terribly!"

"Really?" Ning Rongrong took three steps in two to walk up to her father, put her hands behind her back, and smiled.

Ning Fengzhi calmly reached out and hugged his daughter.

Unexpectedly, Ning Rongrong turned her body, leaving afterimages beneath her feet, and easily dodged his embrace.

Ning Fengzhi's eyes narrowed instantly when he realized he hadn't managed to hold his daughter.

He looked at Ning Rongrong with some surprise.

Although he is a support-type Soul Master, his Soul Power is over 70, and his physical attributes are also very good.

Ning Rongrong inherited his martial soul, which is also a support type. Even though he just casually grabbed her, his speed was not slow. She didn't expect her daughter to dodge it so easily.

At the same time, he also noticed that the steps his daughter was taking revealed a certain subtlety.

Ning Fengzhi was not the only one surprised; Jian and Gu also exchanged a surprised glance.

Due to the unique nature of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, even a Title Douluo could not discern the extent of Ning Rongrong's soul power.

Ning Fengzhi's heart stirred, and he glanced at Ye Qiu without leaving a trace.

He then turned to his daughter and asked.

"Rongrong, what's your current soul power level?"

"Hehe... Daddy, guess! If you guess right, I'll let you hug me!"

Ning Rongrong smiled mysteriously, stepping on the Ghost Shadow Steps to distance herself from Ning Fengzhi and the others.

Although it was only a half-baked Ghostly Mystery, it still dazzled Ning Fengzhi and his companions.

Ning Fengzhi gave a wry smile; it seemed he couldn't even keep up with his daughter's speed anymore.

I had to think about it for a moment.

"Dad bets you've already broken through to the next level! You're level 28 now!"

"That's not right!" Ning Rongrong suppressed a laugh and gently shook her head.

"Wait a minute? You're already level 29?"

He was quite familiar with his daughter; from childhood to adulthood, Ning Rongrong's biggest pet peeve was cultivation.

Despite his exceptional talent, he was always forced to practice for a short while, and there were always various benefits to be exchanged for it.

This situation only improved after he met Ye Qiu.

She's only been away from home for a month, yet she's already reached level 29; that's already an overestimation of her abilities.

"No, no!" Ning Rongrong shook her head vigorously.

Ning Fengzhi frowned: "Still not right? Then what level are you? Are you still the same as when you left? Level 27?"

"You stinky dad, the more you talk, the worse you sound! Your daughter isn't that bad!"

Ning Rongrong pouted unhappily, took small steps to Ye Qiu's side, and leaned against him.

She didn't want Ning Fengzhi to keep guessing.

He proudly clung to Ye Qiu's arm, smugly disregarding his own family, and gave a strange laugh.

"Sect Master Ning~ My aptitude is much better than yours. I haven't been slacking off this past month. My cultivation level hasn't increased much, just barely nine levels!"

Hearing how she addressed her father, Ye Qiu, Xiao Wu, and Zhu Zhuqing were both amused and exasperated.

This girl is really audacious.

"You little brat, how dare you spout such nonsense at such a young age... Wait a minute!"

Ning Fengzhi's expression turned sour at first, but when he realized that Ning Rongrong was referring to level nine, his face immediately showed disbelief.

"Wait... Rongrong! How much did you just say?"

Ning Rongrong blinked her big eyes and looked at her father with a very innocent expression.

"I said level nine! That's indeed a bit low, still quite a bit behind Xiao Wu and Zhu Qing!"

After confirming it again, Ning Fengzhi's voice changed slightly.

"Level nine? You left at level twenty-seven, so that means you're level thirty-six now? You're not lying to me, are you?"

"You naughty dad, I may have been a little mischievous before, but I've never lied! If you don't believe me, then let your two grandpas check it out!"

A little bit mischievous? Ye Qiu couldn't help but roll his eyes...

Zhu Zhuqing also looked at her with disbelief.

Some of her remarks and actions can't even be described as mischievous... they're downright shameless!

Ning Rongrong pouted and even glared at Ye Qiu.

As she spoke, she ran up to Bone Douluo and stretched out her little hand.

Sword Douluo also came over, trying to intercept the small hand.

Bone Douluo glared at him, then quickly grabbed Ning Rongrong's hand.

He had heard the conversation between Ning Fengzhi and his daughter very clearly.

Both he and the swordsman harbored some disbelief, but neither showed it outwardly.

A moment later, Bone Douluo's face was filled with surprise.

"Old man, how is it?"