Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

He frowned slightly and tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest of the chair, as if he were pondering something.

The hall was quiet for a while, with only the sound of Bone Douluo drinking tea.

After a long pause, Ning Fengzhi finally nodded and said, "Alright."

"You can leave, but I have conditions."

"Whenever you go somewhere, you must send a letter home through our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's stronghold to let your family know you are safe."

Did you hear that?

"Great! We can finally go out!"

Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong jumped up with joy, completely forgetting her earlier anger towards Wang Teng.

Wang Teng breathed a sigh of relief, nodded to Ning Fengzhi, and solemnly said, "Uncle Ning, don't worry, I will take good care of Rongrong."

Ning Fengzhi waved his hand, a kind smile on his face, and said, "Alright, alright, go ahead."

"Make good preparations."

Having received confirmation, the three men turned and headed outside.

Ning Rongrong walked the fastest, already planning where to go for fun as she went.

Zhu Zhuqing followed behind her, her steps becoming much lighter.

Wang Teng walked at the very back, silently calculating what he should bring on this trip.

After the three figures disappeared from the entrance of the main hall, Bone Douluo put down his teacup, turned around and looked at Ning Fengzhi, his worry impossible to hide.

"Fengzhi, are you really going to let the three of them go out alone?"

Bone Douluo lowered his voice and said, "Have you thought this through?"

“The three of them, especially Rongrong and Wang Teng, are the precious treasures of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.”

"Rongrong goes without saying. Her martial soul has now evolved into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, and the road ahead is unobstructed. The inheritance of the sect will all fall on her shoulders in the future."

"And then there's Wang Teng. Wang Teng is now the inheritor of the evil god. What if something goes wrong if he goes out..."

Before Bone Douluo could finish speaking, Ning Fengzhi raised his hand to interrupt him.

"Uncle Bone, don't worry."

Ning Fengzhi said with certainty and confidence, "You know what kind of person Wang Teng is."

"He's a very cautious man; he never fights a battle he's not sure he can win."

"Since Wang Teng dared to take Rongrong and the others out, he must have known what he was doing."

"Besides, how can one achieve anything without experiencing trials and tribulations?"

“Rongrong and Wang Teng are now both mid-to-high-level Soul Masters, it’s time for them to go out and make their way in the world.”

"Always protecting them under your wings will only harm them."

"But……"

Bone Douluo was still not entirely at ease, his brows furrowed into a knot.

"Alright, alright, Uncle Bone."

Ning Fengzhi waved his hand and said with a smile, "I understand what you mean."

"Don't worry, I won't let the three of them go out naked like that."

"I will arrange for people to follow them and protect them from the shadows."

Upon hearing this, Bone Douluo's expression softened slightly, and he asked again, "Who should we send to protect him secretly?"

"With Wang Teng's current strength, I feel that even ordinary Soul Douluos might not be his match."

"As for the Title Douluo, Chen Xin is still in the City of Slaughter and hasn't come out yet, so I have to stay here to protect you."

"Who else can we find within our sect?"

Ning Fengzhi thought for a moment, his eyes lit up, and he said, "I plan to send Dugu Bo."

"Dugu Bo?"

Bone Douluo paused for a moment, then nodded and said, "Poison Douluo... that's not out of the question."

"Yes."

Ning Fengzhi said, "Dugu Bo has been a member of our sect for a while now, it's time for him to contribute."

"After all, the immortal herb we gave Dugu Yan wasn't given away for nothing; he should know that."

"As for the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, let Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo continue to guard the perimeter."

"Those two have the sword energy left by Uncle Jian in their minds, so I doubt they would dare to have any other thoughts."

Bone Douluo pondered for a moment, then finally nodded and said, "Alright, let's do it that way."

Chapter 438 The Three Form a Team, Pointing Their Swords to the Far North

At dawn, before the gates of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, the thin mist had not yet dissipated, and the morning light spread from the eastern mountain, tinging the entire school with a faint golden hue.

Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo stood outside the gate, looking at the three young people who were fully prepared to go.

Ning Rongrong was dressed in a light green outfit, her hair tied up high, which made her look much more heroic.

Zhu Zhuqing was still dressed in black, clean and neat, with a short sword at her waist. Her face was expressionless, but her eyes revealed a sense of anticipation.

Wang Teng stood at the very edge, dressed in a black outfit, looking calm and composed.

"Is everything ready?"

Ning Fengzhi looked at his daughter, his tone filled with reluctance, but even more so with relief.

"Ready, Dad."

Ning Rongrong nodded vigorously and added, "Don't worry, Wang Teng is here."

Ning Fengzhi smiled, turned to Wang Teng, and instructed, "Wang Teng, Rongrong and Zhuqing are in your care."

"Be careful on the road, and don't be reckless in any situation."

"I have already informed the managers of the various outposts. Once you arrive, send word back."

"Uncle Ning, don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

Wang Teng solemnly replied.

Bone Douluo walked up from the side, patted Wang Teng on the shoulder, and said with a light touch, "Kid, take good care of them."

"If Rongrong loses even a single hair, I'll come back and settle the score with you."

He said this with a straight face, but his eyes were full of laughter.

"Grandpa Bone, please don't scare him."

Ning Rongrong took Wang Teng's arm and made a face at Bone Douluo.

Zhu Zhuqing watched from the side, a slight smile curving her lips.

"Alright, let's go."

Ning Fengzhi waved his hand.

The three bowed to the two elders and then turned to walk down the mountain path.

A morning breeze blew from behind, carrying the fresh scent of mountain grass and trees.

Ning Rongrong walked the fastest, waving back towards the sect as she went, until she rounded a bend in the mountain and the majestic sect complex completely disappeared behind the shadows of the trees. Only then did she withdraw her hand and let out a long breath.

"Finally out."

Ning Rongrong tilted her head back, letting the sunlight fall on her face, and smiled brightly.

Zhu Zhuqing walked beside her, and although she didn't say anything, her steps were noticeably lighter than when she was in the sect.

Wang Teng walked at the front, holding a map in his hand and glancing at the direction every now and then.

Once you leave the territory of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and head north, passing through two cities and then over a mountain range, you will gradually enter a sparsely populated area.

The three of them walked and stopped frequently, not in a hurry to get going.

On the first day at midday, they passed through a small town.

The town is small, with only one main street lined with stalls selling food and groceries on both sides.

Ning Rongrong would go over to look at everything she saw, picking up a small wooden carving one moment and staring at a candied hawthorn the next, unable to move on.

Zhu Zhuqing followed behind her, silently helping Ning Rongrong carry the things she had bought.

Wang Teng found a teahouse, ordered a pot of tea, and sat at the entrance to wait. He watched the two girls having a great time and didn't urge them on.

As evening fell, the three set up camp on a hillside.

Wang Teng quickly set up the tent, Zhu Zhuqing went to collect some firewood, and Ning Rongrong was responsible for laying out the dry food and dried meat she had brought.

By the time the campfire was lit, it was already completely dark. Stars began to emerge from the sky, one by one, densely packed, like scattered silver.

"Wang Teng, where are we going?"

Ning Rongrong took a bite of the dried meat and asked indistinctly.

In the past few days, Wang Teng only said that he was going out to gain experience and was taking them north, but he never specified where they were going.

Zhu Zhuqing also raised her head, her gaze falling on Wang Teng's face.

Wang Teng added a piece of firewood to the fire, and the firelight cast flickering shadows on his face.

After swallowing the jerky he was chewing, Wang Teng finally spoke: "The far north."

"The far north?"

Ning Rongrong's eyes widened as she asked, "Isn't that the legendary place covered in ice and snow all year round? I heard it's terribly cold and there are very few kinds of soul beasts."

"We're going precisely because it's cold."

Wang Teng smiled and explained, "That kind of extreme environment is most suitable for tempering a person's will and soul power."

"You two are both at level 49 now, stuck at the threshold of breakthrough. It will be difficult to make any progress by just meditating and cultivating."