Douluo Continent: Starting from Killing Arou with a Single Sword.

Chapter 3 Disguise

By the time Ning Mumu finished absorbing the spirit ring, it was already evening. Sensing the aura of Sword Douluo, Ning Mumu punched herself a few times, inflicting injuries and creating a staged battle scene. Only then did she lie down on the ground, satisfied.

"Mu Mu," Sword Douluo carefully picked up the girl, seeing her covered in injuries. "Grandpa Sword is taking you home."

Sword Douluo's voice trembled, but his steps were firm. "No matter who you are, if you hurt Mu Mu, I will never let you get away with it!"

*

Ning Mumu slept for a whole day. The power of two 100,000-year soul rings was still very strong. Ning Mumu only dared to wake up after she had completely absorbed them.

"Grandpa Sword."

"Mu Mu," Sword Douluo had stayed by Ning Mu Mu's bedside all day. Ning Mu Mu's injury was all his fault. "How are you feeling now?"

"Grandpa Sword, I'm fine." Looking at Sword Douluo's haggard face, Ning Mumu felt extremely guilty. She should have known better than to refine those two spirit rings in the first place.

The old man and the child comforted each other, both feeling that it was their own fault.

So, when Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo arrived, they were met with a scene of self-reproach.

"Mumu, you're awake. How are you feeling?"

Gu Rong, the Bone Douluo, was naturally concerned about Ning Mumu, even though he had already examined her body yesterday.

"I'm fine, I just lost my white silk ribbon." Ning Mumu waved her hand dismissively. "Oh, right, I also got a spirit ring."

The spiritual power of the Mahayana stage is still too domineering. If it is not sealed, there is still a great risk for Ning Mumu to master it with her current body.

"Our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has plenty of white silk. We'll change Mu Mu's clothes in a bit." Eyes were Ning Mu Mu's taboo, so Ning Fengzhi naturally wanted to appease her. "Wait, you have a spirit ring?"

"Yes, do you want to see it? I don't even know what color it is yet."

"Then let us see it."

Don't all Great Soul Masters have two yellow soul rings? Ning Fengzhi smiled and didn't say much. Since Ning Mumu wanted to share her soul rings, what's wrong with that? It's not tiring.

However, when the two blood-red spirit rings were released, Ning Fengzhi lost his composure, as did Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo.

What's going on? Did they see it wrong? A red spirit ring? Ten thousand years?

All three rubbed their eyes vigorously and pinched their thighs before they could believe that the 100,000-year soul ring they had seen was real.

"Mu Mu, how did you get this soul ring?" Ning Fengzhi finally calmed down and asked with a serious expression but a trembling voice.

If Ning Fengzhi hadn't been certain he wasn't sick and that Ning Mumu was real, he wouldn't have believed what he was seeing. That was a 100,000-year spirit ring—something countless spirit masters dreamed of.

You should look at Ning Fengzhi.

A 100,000-year-old soul ring, possibly.

Two 100,000-year spirit rings, there's a very, very small chance.

Six years old, a child who has just awakened his martial soul, two 100,000-year soul rings—isn't this a dream? You wouldn't even dare to dream of such a thing.

It's important to know that 100,000-year spirit rings are extremely rare and hard to come by. Others would fight tooth and nail for just one, yet Ning Mumu, a six-year-old child, has two, which truly shocked the three of them.

"Mumu, what happened?"

"Sigh," Ning Mumu sighed and started to ramble on. "Second Uncle, Grandfathers, this is a long story."

She couldn't very well admit to killing him, and even if she did, no one would believe her. Since she was going to do some impossible things in the future anyway, she might as well find a scapegoat for now.

"Not long after Grandpa Sword left, Uncle Soul Saint and I were stunned by the voice of an enormous gorilla. When I woke up, I saw a woman with that gorilla. The woman told the gorilla to kill me, and the gorilla slapped me."

At that moment, an old man with white hair appeared. He hacked at the woman and the gorilla, then told me to kill them.

Then the old man had me absorb a spirit ring. Oh, right, he said he took an instant liking to me and wanted me to become his disciple.

Ning Mumu stopped there, "Emm, I can't quite remember, let me think about it some more."

Ning Fengzhi and the other two listened intently, but did not urge Ning Mumu.

"He seemed to say I was a genius, and that he left something in my mind. But I can't remember what it was."

After hearing this, Ning Fengzhi and the other two exchanged glances, all in disbelief. Ning Mumu's experience was too dramatic! However, none of them said anything; this was Ning Mumu's extraordinary adventure.

"Mumu, this old man must be some kind of reclusive expert. However, he saved you, so it's your good fortune. Just cherish it."

Ning Fengzhi was curious about the old man's identity, but he wouldn't press Ning Mumu for details. He just wanted Ning Mumu to grow up healthy and strong.

A flawless version after careful inspection!

"Then Mu Mu, you should rest well. Your second uncle will come to keep you company later."

Goodbye, Second Uncle.

*

"Feng Zhi, should we go and find out who that old man is?" Bone Douluo had surveyed the scene before Ning Mumu woke up; it was a complete mess.

Fortunately, Ning Mumu was unharmed and even gained a great opportunity. If only that old man could come to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

"Uncle Jian, what do you think?" Ning Fengzhi was also curious about the old man's identity and wanted him to come to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

However, that person must be a reclusive powerhouse. To be able to kill two 100,000-year-old soul beasts so easily and have Ning Mumu absorb them—how powerful must someone be to do that? It must only be those level 99 powerhouses.

However, there aren't many level 99 powerhouses in Douluo Continent. There are only three: Qian Daoliu, Tang Chen, and Bo Saixi. But Ning Mumu doesn't know any of them, and these three don't seem like the type to meddle in other people's business.

It seems there are still hidden masters in the Douluo Continent. If someone like that were to make a move, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School wouldn't be able to handle it. What if they angered them? Tsk tsk, Ning Fengzhi doesn't want to bear such consequences.

Sword Douluo paused for a few seconds, then said, "Let's not inquire further. I've seen the sword energy remaining on the ground; it's too powerful. Much stronger than my father's."

The coward's father? That's a level 97 Super Douluo! In swordsmanship, the coward's skill is inferior to his own father's. This old man is even stronger than him—what kind of monster is this? Bone Douluo pondered.

Sword Douluo's words successfully silenced the crowd. After a long while, Ning Fengzhi finally spoke. "Forget it, this is all Mu Mu's good fortune. Let's just pretend this never happened. The most important thing is to keep the news under wraps and protect Mu Mu. We'll talk about the rest later."

The two, who usually loved to argue, surprisingly agreed with Ning Fengzhi's statement.

Anyway, Ning Mumu is still young and has a long way to go in her future development. All they need to do is protect Ning Mumu.

(End of this chapter)