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

Chapter 83 Innate Spiritual Body

"Are you alright?" Ning Rongrong squatted down and looked at the two children.

The little boy looked up at Ning Rongrong, lost in thought. His ice-blue eyes were exceptionally beautiful, like the jewels on Ning Rongrong's Nine-Treasured Glazed Pagoda.

"My sister is sick, can you help her?" After a few seconds, the little boy seemed to have made up his mind and expressed his predicament with great difficulty, "If you help my sister, I can do a lot of things!"

"What's wrong?" Ning Rongrong touched her nose. "I'm not very good at this."

The light in the little boy's eyes went out instantly. That's right, not everyone can just help someone. He's just a little kid; why should anyone help him and his sister?

"But my sister can!" Ning Rongrong looked at her older sister and pleaded, "Sister, can we save them?"

Ning Mumu didn't answer, but looked at the little boy. Children's eyes are usually pure, but the little boy's eyes held an undeniable melancholy.

Forget it, I'll just consider it a good deed for the day. Ning Mumu isn't a fortune teller who can judge a person just by looking at their face. It's just helping people with their illnesses, simple!

Ning Mumu squatted down and took the little girl's pulse.

The moment Ning Mumu touched the little girl, her casual expression changed—this little girl is no ordinary person!

[Master, a naturally born spiritual body! Wow, a naturally born spiritual body, a cultivator who appears only once every thousand years! Aaaaaah!]

Cang Jue's excited voice resounded through Ning Mumu's mind, making her want to slap him.

She wasn't an idiot; of course she knew about innate spiritual bodies. For example, the senior sister in the sect possessed an innate spiritual body. Her cultivation speed was something even Ning Mumu envied.

However, this was a flawed innate spiritual body. With just one pulse diagnosis, Ning Mumu could sense the chaotic meridians within the little girl's body: demonic energy emanated from her!

Ning Mumu immediately became serious. How could there be demonic energy? It seems things are about to get complicated again.

"I can save your sister, but not here," Ning Mumu said. "There are no medicinal herbs here, only at my home."

"Would you like to come back with me?"

The little boy hugged his younger sister, looking at Ning Mumu with a somewhat confused expression. Was this girl sure she wanted to save them?

Along the way, Shen Qian and his sister survived countless assassination attempts, and his sister was even seriously injured and unconscious because of him. Shen Qian abandoned his dignity countless times, just to get a chance for his sister to live, but no one was willing to save them.

Because they have no value.

Is this girl really willing to save them? Does she have ulterior motives? Shen Qian didn't know.

But when Shen Qian touched his sister's cold body and felt her faint breath, he knew she couldn't wait any longer. The girl before him was the lifeline he had to grasp.

As for whether she had ulterior motives, Shen Qian didn't care for the time being. The most urgent matter was his sister's life; she couldn't wait any longer.

"Yes," Shen Qian answered earnestly. "My name is Shen Qian."

"Let's go back now."

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Seven Treasures

Shen Qian looked around the clean and tidy little house and felt much more relaxed. So this was the famous Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. The one who saved him and Xiao Bao was the young lady of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Ning Mumu, the genius who was famous throughout the Douluo Continent.

It seems I've met a benefactor. Shen Qian thought. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is one of the three major sects on the Douluo Continent, and it has an excellent reputation. Shen Qian had heard of this before.

So, should I tell them about my situation? Shen Qian looked at his sleeping sister on the hospital bed and fell into deep thought.

Xiao Bao's condition has returned to normal; his breathing is no longer so weak. Ning Mumu is truly capable and kind.

Meanwhile, Ning Mumu went to chat with Ning Fengzhi and mentioned the matter of Shen Qian and his sister.

"Second Uncle, I want to inform you about the two children."

Ning Mumu took a sip of tea, looking pleased. The tea here from her second uncle was really good!

"What do you want to do? Take them into the sect?" Ning Fengzhi would not interfere with Ning Mumu's activities. In his opinion, Mumu was such a sensible child that she would not make outrageous decisions.

Moreover, Mu Mu's eyes have fully recovered, and their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will one day shake the entire Douluo Continent.

"More or less," Ning Mumu said with a smile, "I'd like to take them on as apprentices."

"Apprentice?" Ning Fengzhi asked, puzzled. "You're only fifteen, and you already want to be a teacher?"

"I feel a connection with them, and I'm confident I can teach them well."

Ning Mumu lowered her head and sipped her tea. Putting everything else aside, there probably aren't many people on the Douluo Continent who know the magic of the cultivation world, right? The little girl's condition has stabilized. As long as the toxins in her body are removed and she is introduced to the basics, given time, the Douluo Continent will definitely have another powerful cultivator.

"Alright, after the Soul Master Competition, we'll hold a disciple-acceptance ceremony." Ning Fengzhi had no doubt about Ning Mumu's judgment in people. For example, Bai Qi had already risen to level 59 Soul King in just a few years; that was quite a genius!

After speaking with Ning Fengzhi, Ning Mumu went to find the brother and sister again.

After all, she hadn't asked the person involved yet. If they were unwilling, there was nothing she could do.

A flawless version after careful inspection!

"Shen Qian, your sister's condition has improved," Ning Mumu said reassuringly after taking her pulse.

Shen Qian finally felt relieved and looked at Ning Mumu with gratitude. Then, he knelt down with a thud, his eyes reddening. "Thank you so much, my benefactor! Shen Qian is willing to serve you like a slave, without hesitation!"

Ning Mumu was bewildered by this turn of events. She tried to pull Shen Qian up, but the boy was very stubborn and wouldn't budge.

"Alright, once you and your sister have recovered, you can work for my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."

Only after hearing these words did Shen Qian get up. He didn't want to owe anyone, especially his benefactor.

"Of course, I don't need to be a slave to you. I have a request, and I wonder if you'll agree?"

"It's going to happen sooner or later, so I might as well do it now." Seeing Shen Qian nod, Ning Mumu then suggested, "I'd like to take you all as my apprentices."

Shen Qian: "?"

"apprentice?"

Shen Qian's youthful face was full of doubt, but he still shook his head.

"Unwilling?" Ning Mumu felt a little regretful. Did she not seem qualified?

"I am not worthy to be my benefactor's disciple. My martial spirit has been destroyed," Shen Qian explained calmly, seemingly unconcerned about the matter.

But beneath his tattered sleeves, his fingertips were trembling.

How could anyone not care about their martial soul? Aren't soul masters the most respected people on the Douluo Continent? He has innate level nine soul power. As long as he cultivates well, he can change his destiny sooner or later.

However, he was just a child and could not control his own future.

Shen Qian thought he could let go of this matter, but the memory of his martial spirit being destroyed was still vivid in his mind, and the ugly face of the royal family constantly echoed in his mind, becoming a nightmare that he could neither forget nor get over.

They've given out phones.