socalfunplaces Chapter 504 Ning Rongrong: Father, you're so ugly!
Chapter 504 Ning Rongrong: Father, you're so ugly!
Chapter 504 Ning Rongrong: Father, you're so ugly!
Ning Fengzhi did not stop Tang San and Xiao Wu from leaving, a gentle smile always on his lips:
"Hehe, you're right. We'll definitely meet again if fate allows."
Watching the two figures flee as if running away, Ning Fengzhi, with his upright posture, remained standing in the spacious chair without getting up. He leaned on a warm jade cane with both hands, but a deep light flashed in his eyes.
In front of the resourceful and cunning Ning Fengzhi, Tang San's little tricks were laid bare. He immediately saw that Tang San was deliberately trying to whet his appetite and guessed that Tang San was trying to gain more benefits from him.
However, he doesn't mind.
In any case, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has no shortage of money and wealth.
Moreover, he was indeed very interested in the two hidden weapons made by Tang San: the Sand-Spitting Arrow and the Silent Sleeve Arrow.
After watching Tang San and Xiao Wu leave, Ning Fengzhi picked up the Hidden Sand Shot and the Silent Sleeve Arrow that Tang San had just won in the auction, and examined them carefully, but he couldn't figure out what they were made of or how they were forged and assembled.
After a moment, Ning Fengzhi shook his head slightly, giving up the idea of trying to decipher the craftsmanship of the two hidden weapons. With a click, he put the silent sleeve arrow on his wrist.
Touching the sleeve dart that felt perfectly comfortable against his wrist, Ning Fengzhi was surprised, but couldn't help but sigh with regret, saying:
"It's somewhat similar to a lost offensive soul tool, but unlike soul tools, it doesn't require soul power to activate. It can cause considerable damage simply by relying on the spring force of the weapon itself."
"It's a pity that the power is still a bit weak. At most, it can only damage Soul Masters below the Soul Master level, but it's still not bad."
"It is quite suitable for support-type Soul Masters who don't have much combat ability and combat-type Soul Masters who are relatively weak."
"We could consider purchasing a batch to arm the Ning clan members and the weaker Soul Masters in the sect. After all, it would be good to enhance their combat strength."
"If only we could get the recipes for these two hidden weapons. Hmm, should we grab that kid and make him spill the beans?"
At this point, Ning Fengzhi's eyes suddenly narrowed slightly, revealing a cold and dangerous light.
Gentleness is merely a facade, a disguise and a protective coloration. As the leader of a sect, indifference and ruthlessness are his true nature.
But after thinking for a moment, Ning Fengzhi waved his hand and gave up the idea:
"Never mind, they're just two small weapons. We can just buy them. It won't cost much anyway. Who knows, we might be able to make more powerful weapons with them."
"The clothes he's wearing look like the uniform of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy. Oh, the Heaven Dou Royal Academy. Judging from his age, he must be a student enrolled at the Heaven Dou Royal Academy. In that case, we can ask Crown Prince Xue Qinghe to keep an eye on him."
"I don't know why Prince Xuexing was so stupid as to offend those three Soul Douluos from the Three Education Committees, causing the management of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy to fall into the hands of the Crown Prince. Heh—truly foolish."
Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but complain about Prince Xuexing, who had just competed with him for the catwoman.
At this moment, an elderly man with white hair, dressed in a snow-white robe, silently walked to Ning Fengzhi's side and spoke up to remind him:
"Fengzhi, we should go back."
The white-haired old man had a simple and honest appearance. His face was white and beardless, and his skin was as smooth as a baby's. His long silver hair was neatly combed and gathered behind him without being disheveled.
His expression was indifferent, his posture was straight, standing like a sharp sword, and his half-open eyes revealed a sharp gaze. Every move he made gave people a special feeling of being the only one who mattered.
This old man was none other than Chen Xin, one of the two guardian Douluos of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, a level 95 powerful attack type super Douluo.
Sword Douluo's martial soul is the top-tier weapon martial soul, the Seven Kill Sword. It is a sword-type martial soul with extremely powerful attack capabilities. In terms of single-point attack, it is even stronger than the Clear Sky Hammer, which is known as the best weapon martial soul.
Because he was devoted to the way of the sword, he spent his whole life studying only the Seven Kill Sword in his hand, and thus he was known as "Sword Dao Chenxin" among the titled Douluo.
Compared to Ning Fengzhi's gentle aura, Sword Douluo Chen Xin's aura can only be described as sharp, deadly like a sword, and incomparably sharp.
Generally speaking, when Ning Fengzhi leaves the sect, he will be accompanied by a sect-protecting Douluo to ensure his safety.
After all, he was just a support-type Soul Master. Although he was known as the "authority among support-type Soul Masters in the Soul Master world" and his strength had reached the peak of the 79th level Soul Saint, his biggest weakness was his lack of combat ability.
Therefore, one must have a strong and powerful bodyguard to protect one's safety.
Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong, the two sect-protecting Douluos, were the best choices. The two had a clear division of labor, often taking turns to accompany Ning Fengzhi on outings and protect him, while the other stayed behind to guard the sect and ensure the safety of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
Accompanying Ning Fengzhi on this trip was none other than Sword Douluo Chen Xin.
Hearing Sword Douluo's reminder, Ning Fengzhi withdrew his dangerous gaze, looked back at the man, and nodded to him:
"It's time to go back. Uncle Jian, let's go."
After taking two steps, Ning Fengzhi seemed to remember something, turned back and smiled at Sword Douluo, who was half a step behind:
"By the way, Uncle Jian, I just got news that Rongrong has finally decided to return to the sect. We might be able to see her when we arrive at the sect."
"You've always been thinking about Rongrong, haven't you? You should be happy now."
Upon hearing this, Sword Douluo's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and his indifferent expression was instantly replaced by extreme excitement:
"What? Rongrong is back?"
Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly and replied:
"Actually, Rongrong returned to Tiandou City more than half a year ago, but that girl refused to return to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."
Sword Douluo's excitement froze slightly as he questioned:
"What? Rongrong returned to Heaven Dou City more than half a year ago? Why didn't you tell me and Old Bones? We could have gone and brought her back to the sect."
"Isn't it because I'm afraid you'll spoil her too much and pamper her to the extreme?" Hearing the reproach in Sword Douluo's tone, Ning Fengzhi looked slightly embarrassed, coughed twice, and explained:
"That's why I didn't tell you and Uncle Gu. If I had told you, you definitely wouldn't have been able to resist bothering Rongrong."
Ning Fengzhi continued earnestly:
"Uncle Jian, Rongrong is going there to study. It's a good thing for her to experience some hardships. You and Uncle Gu can't keep spoiling her. Otherwise, she'll be ruined."
"Rongrong returned to Tiandou City this time to enroll in Tiandou Royal Academy. She has been cultivating at Tiandou Royal Academy for the past six months."
"If you and Uncle Bone are worried about Shrek Academy, surely the Heaven Dou Royal Academy will be fine?"
Upon hearing Ning Fengzhi's words, Sword Douluo's eyes flickered slightly, but he didn't take them to heart at all. Instead, he urged Ning Fengzhi on:
"Alright, stop talking. Let's go, let's hurry back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."
Seeing Sword Douluo's anxious expression and the fact that he clearly hadn't listened to what he said, Ning Fengzhi sighed helplessly and could only nod in agreement.
"Fengzhi, you're too slow. Don't take the carriage anymore, I'll take you flying."
"Hey, hey, Uncle Jian, don't rush, slow down, slow down!"
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The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, the Seven Treasure Hall.
Ning Rongrong sat in the sect leader's chair at the head of the hall, idly swinging her slender legs, her red lips pouting, showing her displeasure.
She had been back at the sect for most of the day, but her father, Ning Fengzhi, was nowhere to be found, and her grandfather, Sword Grandpa, was nowhere to be seen either. Only her grandfather, Bone Grandpa, was with her.
She had been quite excited, but now she couldn't feel excited at all; instead, her unhappiness was rising steadily.
You stinking father and stinking swordsman, your precious daughter and granddaughter have finally returned to the sect, and you're not here? Humph—I'm ignoring you!
Just as Ning Rongrong was grumbling and venting her displeasure, a strange old man with a withered face was leisurely sipping fragrant tea in the secondary seat next to the sect leader's chair.
Although the old man had a withered face and sparse hair, he was extremely tall. This tallness did not refer to the size of his muscles, but rather to the astonishing height of his entire skeletal structure.
Moreover, the old man was extremely thin, with his muscles and skin almost shriveled, and his eye sockets were sunken, making him look like an old man on the verge of death.
In addition, the old man's appearance was ugly, and his whole body exuded an eerie aura, making him look like a giant skeleton.
If you saw him late at night, it would probably scare a lot of people to death.
This strange old man with a prominent frame is none other than Gu Rong, the Bone Douluo, one of the two guardian Douluos of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, a level 95 Super Douluo who combines defense and agility.
Bone Douluo's martial soul is the top-tier beast martial soul, the Bone Dragon, which possesses spatial power that is extremely rare on the continent. Therefore, he is also known as the titled Douluo with the most unpredictable attacks.
Bone Douluo sat upright in the passenger seat next to Ning Rongrong, looking like a giant skeleton sitting on it. The wide seat seemed much smaller when he sat on it.
"My little princess, don't be angry. Your sword grandpa, that swordsman, went to Tiandou City with your father on business. You don't need to worry about him. Come here, your bone grandpa will love you."
Bone Douluo put down his teacup, looked at Ning Rongrong, and said with a face full of doting affection:
"However, judging by the time, they should be back soon."
Bone Douluo Gu Rong and Sword Douluo Chen Xin are partners, close friends, lifelong rivals, and also sworn enemies and frenemy friends. They often undermine each other and occasionally fight over who holds a more important place in Ning Rongrong's heart.
In front of Ning Rongrong, Bone Douluo often referred to Sword Douluo as "Sword Man," "Old Sword Ghost," or "Dead Sword Ghost" to belittle him and damage his good image in Ning Rongrong's heart.
Of course, Sword Douluo would also often call Bone Douluo by nicknames like "coward," "old bone," or "rotten bone."
It basically embodies a love-hate relationship.
Bone Douluo's voice was hoarse like a bellows, quite unpleasant to hear, but to Ning Rongrong it was like heavenly music.
After being away from home for more than two years, hearing the voice of my beloved grandfather again filled me with indescribable joy.
Ning Rongrong lightly leaped down from her father's sect leader's throne, ran to Bone Douluo, and, not caring about the difference between men and women, lifted her little bottom and sat on his lap.
Don't ever think that Ning Rongrong is an obedient and well-behaved child.
She was the most arrogant, mischievous, lawless, and unruly little witch in the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. How could she possibly obey Bone Douluo just because of one sentence?
As soon as she sat on Bone Douluo's lap, Ning Rongrong immediately reached out and grabbed the few remaining white hairs on his head, pouting and acting coquettishly:
"I don't care. He's been gone for so long, and my father hasn't asked about me or said a word. I finally came back, but he's not here. Isn't he deliberately avoiding me?"
"Grandpa Bones, you must do me justice!"
While acting coquettishly, Ning Rongrong gradually increased the pressure of pulling her hair, essentially posing a threat.
Bone Douluo's old face twitched, and he nodded, not knowing whether to laugh or cry:
"Alright, my little Rongrong, stop messing with the few remaining hairs on Grandpa Bone's head, or I'll really go bald. Grandpa Bone will take care of it for you, okay?"
"When your father and that bastard Grandpa Sword come back, I'll put in a good word for you and get them to send you some nice things, okay?"
Ning Rongrong immediately beamed with joy:
"Hehehe, that's more like it. I knew Grandpa Bones was the best."
After saying that, she pecked at Bone Douluo's ugly face like a chick pecking at rice, then let go of his hair and jumped off his lap.
"I heard my little Rongrong is back? Where is she? Rongrong, come out quickly, let Grandpa Jian take a good look at her."
At that moment, a clear, straightforward voice, sharp in its tone, drifted in from outside the hall.
Before the words were finished, a sharp longsword carrying two figures darted into the Seven Treasures Hall with a whoosh.
The sharp longsword suddenly stopped in front of Ning Rongrong and Bone Douluo. The two figures on the sword jumped off and landed one after the other. They were Ning Fengzhi, the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and Sword Douluo Chen Xin.
Upon seeing Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo suddenly appear before her, Ning Rongrong was first stunned, then burst into tears and ran straight to Sword Douluo, throwing herself into his arms.
"Grandpa Sword, I missed you so much, boohoo!"
Having run away from home for over a year, Ning Rongrong was overwhelmed with emotion upon reuniting with her family. The pent-up grievances she had been holding back for so long finally burst forth like a flood.
Sword Douluo, who had casually retracted his Seven Kill Sword Martial Soul, quickly embraced Ning Rongrong's petite body, patting her back tenderly and comforting her:
"Oh, my little Rongrong, your Grandpa Jian misses you so much, so incredibly."
"Hey, why are you crying? You should be happy to be back. Don't cry, don't cry."
After much comforting, Ning Rongrong finally stopped crying.
At this moment, Ning Fengzhi, who had been waiting for a long time, quickly spoke up to remind him:
"Ahem—, Rongrong, your father is here too. Your father misses you so much. Come here, let your father take a good look at our little princess."
Upon hearing this voice, Ning Rongrong lifted her head from Sword Douluo's embrace, two teardrops still clinging to the corners of her eyes, and looked at her father, Ning Fengzhi.
Suddenly, she stopped in Bengbu.
"Hahaha, Father, you look so ugly! Pfft, hahaha—"
Upon seeing Ning Fengzhi's current appearance, Ning Rongrong, who had been feeling resentful and aggrieved, burst into laughter, covering her stomach with one hand and pointing at Ning Fengzhi with the other.
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