Douluo Continent: My Sharingan is a bit unorthodox

He's overjoyed now, having received such a wonderful gift from his little princess.

What else is he still struggling with?

It's just a tiny constraint, isn't it? A small obstacle, but we'll definitely overcome it!

"Then I'll be waiting for your good news."

Sword Douluo wasn't angry; the two remained rivals and friends for life.

He was very happy that Bone Douluo could break through.

"Rongrong is really becoming more and more sensible."

Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but chuckle, reaching out to pat his daughter's head.

"Dad, what are you saying? Did Rongrong not know any better before?"

Ning Rongrong chuckled and tugged at the corners of her mouth.

"Haha... Of course not, my darling daughter has always been very sensible."

Ning Fengzhi's laughter had not yet subsided.

Ning Rongrong then started to complain, pouting.

"Dad is such a sly old fox, he doesn't even blush when he lies."

Hear the words.

Ning Fengzhi's smile froze, and the expression shifted to Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo.

He smiled bitterly and shook his head.

The little princess has indeed become much more sensible, but when will she be able to show some filial piety to him who is both her father and mother?

The commotion on Ning Rongrong's side.

Ye Qiu had naturally taken note of this long ago.

Ning Rongrong asked for Bone Douluo's opinion before giving him the soul bone.

Ye Qiu readily agreed.

After all, they were all on the same side, and for the sake of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School... they truly devoted themselves to the cause, even unto death.

The lively dinner party passed quickly.

Afternoon time.

None of the girls, including Jiangzhu and Bai Chenxiang, were cultivating.

When one's mental strength is damaged, cultivation becomes restless and inefficient.

Several girls were playing Dou Dizhu (a popular Chinese card game) in groups of three.

As for Ye Qiu, he naturally joined Zhu Zhuqing and Jiang Zhu at the same table.

only...

Ye Qiu's luck seems to be a bit bad, with Jiang Zhu and Zhu Qing winning every round.

Jiangzhu looked at the cards that Ye Qiu hadn't touched.

Holding the last three of hearts in his hand, he looked a little embarrassed.

I'm a little embarrassed about winning...

"Ye Qiu, aren't you going to play? Then... then I'm going to win."

"..."

Ye Qiu remained silent, looking at the pitifully small flower cards in his hand that didn't have any pairs.

Zhu Zhuqing glanced at the cards on the table and guessed Ye Qiu's approximate strength, and couldn't help but curl the corners of her mouth.

"Jiangzhu, you win... Ye Qiu won't hold it against you."

"Jiangzhu, you're really lucky."

Ye Qiu sighed and rubbed his forehead in exasperation.

"Ah."

Jiangzhu left the mistress behind, tidied her pink hair, and felt an inexplicable joy welling up inside her.

They played around for a short while.

The women scattered in a panic, and Ye Qiu carried Zhu Zhuqing to the room for a short rest.

There was no intentional physical contact.

After all, they were going to the Soul Arena tonight, so it was essential to make sure Zhu Zhuqing was well-rested.

……

Evening time.

Ye Qiu and Zhu Zhuqing bid farewell to Liu Erlong and the others and headed to the Tom and Jerry carving shop.

They found the Heaven of Hatred.

"Xiao Tian? Why are you still wearing your old clothes?"

Zhu Zhuqing looked at her, puzzled.

Hearing the commotion inside the room, Tom and his wife got up and took a look.

Seeing that it was Ye Qiu and his companion, they didn't interfere further.

"I'm afraid wearing this to the academy will cause trouble."

Hen Qiutian looked down at his coarse linen clothes and answered truthfully.

"With your strength, what trouble are you afraid of? You're just killing everything in Notting Academy, aren't you? Just be like Xiao Wu, become their leader..."

Ye Qiu smiled sarcastically.

Hatred of Heaven is far too cautious, no wonder... the mercenary group lives a life of hardship.

I've seen my fair share of unpleasant things.

"I...I have no experience."

Henyu Tian shook her head slightly. She had inquired about Xiao Wu and even Ye Qiu in Dormitory Seven.

After learning a little about them.

They also learned about another guy with innate full soul power, and his martial soul was Blue Silver Grass.

Tang San graduated at the same time as Xiao Wu...

"You can learn if you don't have experience. Do you want me to ask Xiaowu for you?"

Zhu Zhuqing chuckled. After lording it over everyone at Lanba Academy, she also thought that the feeling of being bossed around was indeed quite nice.

"I don't want to waste that time."

Henyu Tian didn't want to talk about this topic anymore; all she wanted was to become stronger.

Although she was a transfer student and a member of Dormitory 7, she didn't have any work at the college.

Aside from attending classes, she could use all her time for cultivation.

She's no big boss, she's dispensable. Just don't mess with her.

"Ok."

Zhu Zhuqing shook her head; she just felt that Hen Qiutian could be more cheerful.

Completely forgetting the grumpy face I had back then...

Same as ice cubes.

But it is precisely because of this that she can better understand Hen Qiutian's current state.

"Alright, we've gotten a bit off-topic. Xiao Tian...would you like to go to the Soul Arena for a spin?"

Ye Qiu smiled amiably and asked Hen Qiutian.

"Battle Arena... Alright."

After a moment's hesitation, Henyu Tian quickly agreed.

She was quite interested in this arena, which was rumored to belong to Soul Masters.

One of the most effective ways to test the results of one's spiritual practice is through real combat.

"Then let's go over there."

Ye Qiu waved to her, and Zhu Zhuqing was already nestled beside him.

Hen Qiutian put down his carving knife and was about to step forward when he realized what was happening.

"Wait for me, seniors, I'm going to change my clothes."

"Well, let's go."

Ye Qiu nodded slightly.