"Rongrong!" Having experienced this multiple times, Ning Fengzhi and the others were no longer surprised by Ning Rongrong's sudden appearances and disappearances.
"Old Bonehead's back too, eh? You seem a tiny bit stronger—could it be my illusion?"
"Sword Guy, my getting stronger is an illusion, but yours is a given, right?"
Bone Douluo's face was full of black lines; who gets teased right upon entering the door? Sword Chenxin was just someone who couldn't stand to see him doing well.
"No way, no way." Sword Douluo waved his hand. "If you're too weak, you wouldn't even be enough for me to hit."
"Alright, enough of that; there's an important matter to handle here."
Sword Douluo stopped the topic.
Bone Douluo: "..."
Good grief; you've said all the good and bad things, and now you won't let me speak.
"Wu~ I feel a bit unwelcome; no one's even greeting me."
Tokisaki Kurumi said helplessly.
The Dark Devilgod Tiger being unpopular was one thing; now she was still a transparent character.
"No such thing." Ning Fengzhi chuckled. "Miss Kurumi has always been an important figure in the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"
Ning Fengzhi didn't dare underestimate Tokisaki Kurumi. Just from the Dark Devilgod Tiger period, she could suppress Bone Douluo—although there was an attribute advantage, the current Kurumi was definitely only stronger than back then, not weaker.
He, Ning Fengzhi, wasn't like his daughter whose strength defied reason; he still respected the strong.
"There, your greeting has been received by Kurumi." Tokisaki Kurumi lifted her skirt slightly and curtsied.
After the greetings.
Ning Rongrong and Tokisaki Kurumi came to the bedside, looking at the girl with golden碎发.
Kurumi didn't react much.
Ning Rongrong's eyelids twitched.
Golden hair, girl, Ning Tian, Qiankun Asking Love Valley...
This buff was fully stacked.
So the Love God was just fixating on their Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and kept plucking from it.
"Doesn't seem like possession; more like soul attachment." Ning Rongrong murmured in thought.
"Master, what are you going to do?"
Tokisaki Kurumi observed Ning Tian's state and found it quite tricky.
"Regarding souls and consciousness spaces, ordinary methods won't work!"
Based on the current development of the Douluo Continent, for Ning Tian to wake up, she had to do it herself, but what the situation would be upon waking was unclear.
"Hu—" Ning Rongrong exhaled. "I have a way, it's just..."
Ning Rongrong's gaze turned toward Ning Fengzhi's side.
"Dad, Sister Lingling, I can't guarantee Ning Tian can return to his original gender; you all need to be mentally prepared for that."
"Can't restore the gender..." Ning Fengzhi's brows furrowed. "That means Ning Tian can wake up, right?"
"Mm, not too difficult." Ning Rongrong nodded. "It's just a damaged second-tier god soul; for me and Kurumi, handling it is merely troublesome."
"Se... second-tier god remnant soul?"
Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi and the others' mouths twitched.
"Then that's it; if my second brother can't be restored, Sister Lingling..."
Seeing Ye Lingling silent, Ning Rongrong knew it was probably hard to accept!
Thinking about it, how long had it taken her back then to accept the gender change?
Seemed like a long time!
"No problem!" Ye Lingling lifted her head. "What I like is Ning Tian the person, just like you and Duguyan."
"It's not..." Ning Rongrong's eyelids twitched.
Good grief; completely unconcerned!
Who raised Ye Lingling crooked?
When did the people of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's tastes become so peculiar?
Also, she had been comforting Duguyan back then, okay?
For example, filling Duguyan's heart or something.
Don't insert these rumors so opportunistically.
Moreover, your grandpa is right here!
Ye Lingling, this isn't good; if you continue, the Nine Heart Begonia can't be inherited.
Do you want to learn from Duguyan and let your own grandpa be vigorous in old age, renewing his youth.
Ning Rongrong secretly glanced at Ye Renxin.
Good grief, straight-up good grief.
His face was almost like the bottom of a burnt pot.
"Mm, interesting; no need to lock the gender so rigidly." Tokisaki Kurumi's untimely voice sounded, then she hugged the Ning Rongrong who was still brainstorming internally.
"Hee hee hee, just like how I like Master—no matter three-seven-twenty-one, whoever dares stop me, I'll take them down. Limit Douluo or god, all swept into the trash heap of history."
Ning Rongrong: "..."
She forcefully pushed away Tokisaki Kurumi who was hanging on her neck.
"Kurumi, don't drag others into your tastes." Black lines crawled up Ning Rongrong's forehead.
Looking at the converging, subtle gazes.
Especially from big brother Ning Yun, who was quite "knowledgeable" about various noble games in the Heaven Dou Empire.
Ning Rongrong had a massive headache.
Worldly conventions or whatever, Kurumi of course wouldn't care; she wasn't human anyway.
Moreover, with her strength.
If Ning Fengzhi dared oppose, she'd beat him down.
"Ahem, first let's wake Ning Tian." Ning Rongrong pulled the topic back.
Just like what Tokisaki Kurumi said earlier—no matter three-seven-twenty-one.
This was Ning Tian and Ye Lingling's matter.
At most, she could step in later to handle Ye Renxin; it shouldn't be a big deal. The key was the thoughts of the two parties involved.
"Why does a young sect master like me have to worry about the sect master and various elders' affairs!"
Shouldn't balancing all sides be Ning Fengzhi's job?
"Rongrong, that second-tier god..."
Seeing the topic finally pulled back, Ning Fengzhi, who had been watching the show, finally spoke, expressing concern about the god-level powerhouse.
"A mere remnant soul, and one missing the god position."
"Kurumi, we'll use that."
"Is this okay?" Kurumi's expression turned grave.
"No problem." Ning Rongrong said very calmly. "Without equal strength, there's no chance for dialogue."
"As you wish." Tokisaki Kurumi shrugged.
As her words fell.
Clocks of the same style but different colors appeared behind Ning Rongrong and Tokisaki Kurumi.
Under the crowd's astonished gazes.
Tokisaki Kurumi turned into specks of light and merged into Ning Rongrong's body.
Terrifying pressure emanated; the Title Douluos standing near Ning Rongrong—even the Limit Douluo Chenxin—was forced back two steps.
"So... so terrifying."
Although it was only a brief moment, for Sword Douluo, who was already a Limit Douluo.
Such oppressive feeling far exceeded Qian Daoliu back then.
Without deliberately spreading the pressure, in the blink of an eye, the vast aura dissipated, but the people present were extremely shocked.
"This is Rongrong's current strength?"
Compared to Ning Fengzhi and the other two who had mental preparation, Liu Ruyan and Ning Yun showed incredulity in their eyes.
Too strong, in just an instant.
They themselves were like a leaf boat drifting in the sea, seeming to capsize at any moment.
Ning Rongrong, with closed eyes, slowly opened her eyelids.
"Zafkiel: City of Devouring Time"
In that instant, with Ning Rongrong at the center.
The entire Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was covered in black; outside the visible sky.
It turned ink-black.
"This is..."
Bone Douluo, sensing something, ran outside the door and looked outward.
"Time and space have stagnated!" Being a space-type soul master himself, he was sensitive to this aspect.
Just one glance at the completely still people outside, and he knew what happened.
Except for the few here, the time and space of the entire Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had stopped.
Bone Douluo discovered it first, but the other Title Douluos also began noticing the anomaly.
Several Title Douluos swallowed: "Is this really something a human can do?"
After all, among the stagnated time were two Title Douluos battling in the training field, motionless and suspended in mid-air.
"No need to worry." Ning Rongrong's voice, slightly overlapping with Tokisaki Kurumi's, rang out. "It's just temporarily locking the sect's time and space; I was worried about accidents, so the scale is a bit larger."
"Once Ning Tian's matter is handled, it will recover."
"This... just be careful yourself."
Ning Fengzhi felt his scalp numb.
Just one glance.
Especially noticing Ning Rongrong's silver-white and golden pupils.
It was as if consciousness would be imprisoned.
"This is god level?" Sword Douluo said in awe.
Come to think of it, this was their first time—no, second time—seeing Ning Rongrong like this.
The first time was during the battle with Qian Daoliu, when she seized the Angel Holy Sword.
But back then it was distant observation; the Ning Rongrong then didn't feel as terrifying as now.