Upon seeing Ning Fengzhi, Ning Rongrong immediately rushed over excitedly, then, like a light butterfly, threw herself into his arms, pouting with a hint of grievance, "Papa, why are you only just arriving now? Do you know? Rongrong was so scared just now."
Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi gently stroked his daughter's hair, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda slowly rotating in his palm, and softly comforted her, "Rongrong, isn't Papa here to protect the Crown Prince's safety? I knew that with Poison Douluo's protection, you would be fine."
"Hmph, you only know how to say such things!" Ning Rongrong pouted, her slender fingers lightly poking her father's shoulder, and said irritably,
"In your heart, the Crown Prince is more important than your daughter, isn't he? Those bad guys almost hurt me just now!"
Ning Fengzhi smiled helplessly, lightly tapping his daughter's nose with his fingertip, and said,
"Silly girl, how could Father not care about you? It's just that as a Sect Master, there are some responsibilities that must be borne. Look, didn't I rush over immediately after arranging for the Crown Prince?"
As he spoke, he took out a crystal-clear jade pendant from his Pregnant and tied it around his daughter's waist.
"This is a protective amulet your mother left behind. It will surely keep you safe."
Originally, when Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo appeared, Sword Douluo had already proposed the idea of helping Tianxing Academy, after all, his precious granddaughter Ning Rongrong was also among them.
However, this suggestion was rejected by Ning Fengzhi.
He wanted to continue observing for a moment longer, after all, Spirit Hall's foundation and strength were too strong, and if he wasn't careful, it might bring great disaster to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
For the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School to offer help, the premise was that others must also be valuable!
At the same time, Dugu Bo had already walked towards Tang Chuan.
He carefully sized up the young man, confirming that although he had experienced a fierce battle, he was unharmed, and then breathed a sigh of relief, asking, "Kid, are you alright?"
"Not only am I fine, but I've also gained a lot!" Tang Chuan gently shook his head, looked at Dugu Bo, and revealed a meaningful smile.
Just as Spirit Hall's people retreated.
The Red King's massive figure also disappeared with them.
Dugu Bo had just arrived when Ning Fengzhi followed closely behind. His gaze fell upon Tang Chuan, a trace of complexity flashing in his eyes, then he asked with a hint of deeper meaning,
"Little friend Tang Chuan, I truly didn't expect you to have such a great Opportunity, to obtain a Hundred Thousand Year spirit ring at such a young age. I also didn't expect that within Shrek Academy, a Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Beast was actually hidden."
"It's just, why would she choose to sacrifice herself for you?"
Hearing this, Tang Chuan pondered for a moment, then said lightly, "She probably didn't want to sacrifice herself for me, but rather for Tang San."
"What did you say? You mean this Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Beast sacrificed herself to the wrong person?" Ning Fengzhi's fingers, holding the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, tightened slightly, speaking in disbelief.
"She was originally going to sacrifice herself for Tang San." Tang Chuan's expression was very calm, as if speaking of a trivial matter, he said, "My Mimicry interfered with her judgment."
This understated explanation, however, caused a huge storm in the hearts of the two powerhouses standing at the peak of the continent. Deceiving a Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Beast into sacrificing herself for oneself? What an incredible ability!
Ning Fengzhi quickly suppressed his shock, his gaze shifting to the deep claw marks on the distant cliff, traces left by the Red King's departure. He chose his words carefully, trying to untangle this intricate web of relationships, "Then the Soul Beast that appeared to help just now was..."
Hearing this, Tang Chuan merely waved his hand lightly. As the young man turned, his robes fluttered, casting a long shadow in the setting sun, then he turned his head and gave a meaningful glance, saying,
"School Master Ning."
"Some things, the less you know, the better it is for you."
After saying this, he no longer lingered and walked straight towards Tianxing Academy's carriage.
"School Master Ning, thank you for your help just now!" Dugu Bo slightly cupped his hands, glanced at Ning Fengzhi, and with a flick of his dark green robe sleeve, silently followed close behind.
Sword Douluo Chen Xin didn't speak until their figures disappeared into the sunset.
"Fengzhi, this..."
Ning Fengzhi gazed at their receding figures, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in his hand radiating colorful halos, and murmured in a low voice, "It seems a storm is brewing on this continent."
...Meanwhile, not far away.
The setting sun dyed the broken battlefield crimson. Liu Erlong knelt on the scorched earth, her disheveled hair, stained with tears, clinging to her cheeks.
Her arms were tightly clasped across her chest, as if protecting the most precious treasure in the world.
It was a pure white rabbit, its soft fur still glowing with a faint pink luster, now gently curled in her trembling arms.
When Master and Flender rushed over in a hurry, this was the scene they saw.
"Erlong, you...what happened to you?" Master quickly stepped forward, his usually calm face filled with confusion and worry. He had never seen Liu Erlong so distraught, even when her Family was torn apart years ago, she had stubbornly bitten her lip, refusing to shed tears.
Liu Erlong lifted her tear-filled eyes, and upon seeing Master and Flender, her tears flowed even more profusely.
She opened her mouth, but only broken sobs escaped.
Flender adjusted his crooked spectacles, patted her shoulder, and said, "Second Dragon Girl, you...what exactly happened to you? Where's Xiao Wu? We saw a red light soaring into the sky from afar just now..."
This sentence seemed to open a floodgate.
Sobbing again, Liu Erlong carefully presented the white rabbit in her arms to the two men. As Master took the unusually docile rabbit, she finally choked out,
"This is Xiao Wu..."
Under the shocked gaze of her two old friends, she haltingly recounted everything she had witnessed: how Xiao Wu had exposed her identity in desperation, how the blood-red pillar of light that pierced the heavens had formed, and how Tang Chuan had used his strange Soul Skill to trick Xiao Wu into giving him the spirit ring and Soul Bone that should have belonged to Tang San.
"What?!"
"Erlong, are you telling the truth? No—"
Upon hearing this news, Master stumbled back half a step, the white rabbit in his arms almost slipping. He clutched his aching chest, his face instantly turning ashen, and said,
"You're saying Xiao Wu was originally a Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Beast? And she was going to sacrifice herself for Little San, but that bastard Tang Chuan tricked her?"
Flender quickly supported the tottering Master, his eyes behind his spectacles wide with disbelief, his entire being frozen in place.
He looked at the overly quiet rabbit in Master's arms and finally understood why he always felt a faint, subtle anomaly whenever he got close to Xiao Wu.
At this moment, the white rabbit in Master's arms gently twitched its ears, its ruby-like eyes reflecting the last rays of sunset, as if still holding the unspoken affection of a certain young girl.
A few hours later.
Outside the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, deep within the dense forest, mottled tree shadows swayed like ghostly claws.
Several black-clad figures roughly threw an unconscious Golden-haired woman onto the ground covered in dead leaves. The faint golden aura vaguely floating around her contrasted eerily with the dimness of the forest.
"Damn it, this woman is too heavy." An old man pulled down his mask, propped his hands on his knees, and gasped, "Vice Clan Leader, why don't we just extract her Bloodline here?"
Hearing this, the Vice Clan Leader slowly lifted the black mask from his face. His sinister features flickered in and out of the tree shadows; it was Yu Luomian, Liu Erlong's father!
"Extract her Bloodline? What a waste!"
Slowly squatting down, Yu Luomian's withered fingers traced the Golden-haired woman's neck, a greedy light bursting forth from his cloudy eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "This is the golden dragon bloodline. Of course, she must be brought back to the Family and carefully raised to bear children for the Family, so that this Bloodline can be extended to its maximum extent."
Hearing this, another black-clad man licked his chapped lips and said,
"Vice Clan Leader, then should we take care of business here first before going back?" After speaking, several people exchanged glances, revealing a knowing, wicked look.
Yu Luomian's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, then he removed his clothes, squatted down, and pressed one knee onto the Golden-haired woman's delicate body, sneering,
"Alright, let's get it done sooner rather than later, to avoid any complications."
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