Seeing that his words had an effect, Ning Tianchen decided to strike while the iron was hot.
“Rongrong, I read a saying in the sect’s library: ‘Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it.'”
Ning Rongrong had been taught by Ning Fengzhi since she was young, so she wasn’t incapable of understanding the meaning behind this phrase.
However, Ning Tianchen explained it for her anyway.
“The core meaning of this phrase is that the Sect Master is like a boat, and the sect disciples are like the water.
Water can allow the boat to sail smoothly, but it can also push it over and swallow it, sinking it into the depths.”
“In the future, when you become the Sect Master, if the sect disciples do not acknowledge you, the entire sect will fall apart.
Does Rongrong want to watch the sect be destroyed by her own hands?”
Hearing these words, Ning Rongrong almost burst into tears.
“No, Rongrong doesn’t want that!
Rongrong will definitely manage the sect well!
Brother Tianchen, please tell Rongrong what she should do!”
The family values Ning Fengzhi had instilled in her since childhood included protecting their ancestors’ legacy.
Hearing Ning Tianchen’s words, Ning Rongrong was immediately terrified.
Ning Tianchen chuckled inwardly and continued, “Rongrong, the sect disciples’ acknowledgment of the Sect Master is built up from small things.
In the future, you will be the Sect Master, and the teachers at the special training camp will be your subordinates.”
“If you disrespect the teachers now, will they still support you as the Sect Master in the future?
So, starting now, you need to rein in your temper.
At the special training camp, you must respect the teachers and be friendly to your classmates…”
Listening to his lecture, Ning Rongrong surprisingly didn’t feel repulsed.
Instead, she etched his every word deeply into her mind.
“Rongrong remembers.
Brother Tianchen, Rongrong will definitely change.”
Ning Tianchen patted her forehead.
“Rongrong is the best.”
With an adult’s mindset, manipulating a six-year-old child was all too easy.
Of course, he would never use this method to trick Ning Rongrong into doing anything bad.
…
In the days that followed, Ning Rongrong indeed changed a lot.
For this, Ning Fengzhi specifically expressed his gratitude to Ning Tianchen.
The days at the special training camp were always dull, and in the blink of an eye, five years had passed.
During this time, Ning Tianchen’s swordplay training had reached a proficient level.
Even without deliberately trying to cultivate his soul power, he had reached level thirty.
His second soul ring came from an 850-year-old Armored Earth Dragon, providing him with a defensive soul skill.
It was similar to the Seven Kill Sword’s “Spirit Sword Guardian,” but Ning Tianchen’s skill was called “Dragon Sword Guardian,” which had a higher defense than the former.
After Ning Rongrong changed her mindset, her cultivation speed also increased significantly.
She was now at level twenty-seven soul power, two levels higher than in the original timeline.
Inside the discussion hall of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan.
Ning Tianchen and Ning Rongrong were summoned here.
Ning Fengzhi and the Sword and Bone Douluos had been waiting for a while.
Over the five years, Ning Tianchen had grown into a young man, significantly taller.
“Tianchen, you’re not even twelve years old yet.
I’m very pleased that you’ve reached level thirty soul power at this age,” Ning Fengzhi’s voice was as warm as a spring breeze.
Once he hunted his soul ring, Ning Tianchen would advance to Soul Expert.
An eleven-year-old Soul Expert was absolutely unprecedented on the continent.
Even the continent’s youngest Titled Douluo—Tang Hao—only broke through to Soul Expert at the age of fourteen.
Moreover, during these years, Ning Tianchen had focused most of his energy on his swordplay training.
“The Sect Master flatters me.
It’s all thanks to the sect’s excellent cultivation,” Ning Tianchen said modestly.
It wasn’t that he was being arrogant; it was truly because Ning Fengzhi had provided him with too many resources.
Under such saturation-style cultivation, any genius with an innate soul power of level eight or above would have a chance to reach Soul Expert by the age of twelve.
Swordplay training required building a foundation from a young age.
If he had focused all his energy on soul power cultivation over the years, his soul power level would undoubtedly be that of a high-tier Soul Expert.
However, without the enhancement of his swordplay, his actual combat strength would be far inferior to what it was now.
“Daddy, I didn’t fall behind in my soul power level either!
Brother Tianchen is a battle soul master, but I’m an auxiliary system soul master!” Ning Rongrong snorted softly, claiming credit for herself.
“Rongrong is the best,” Ning Tianchen smiled gently, patting her forehead.
She loved his praise and immediately put on a happy face.
Seeing this, Ning Fengzhi could only smile helplessly.
“Rongrong, it’s about time you reined in your temper even more.
Uncle Jian, Uncle Bone, and I have discussed it.
Once you both turn twelve, we will send you to the Heaven Dou Imperial Academy to study.”
Ning Fengzhi’s move wasn’t just simply sending them to study, but rather to allow them to encounter experts from the outside world during their academy life, instead of blindly staying in the sect as sheltered greenhouse flowers.
Of course, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan had a Mission Hall, and most of its missions were meant for disciples to temper themselves.
But Ning Tianchen and Ning Rongrong were both successors of the sect, and Ning Fengzhi didn’t want them competing for missions with regular disciples; it would be too beneath them.
Furthermore, entering the Heaven Dou Imperial Academy was also a way to have them recruit talented individuals for the sect.
“Rongrong doesn’t want to go to the Heaven Dou Imperial Academy!
It’s full of noble disciples there.
Once they find out we’re from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, they’ll definitely flock over to suck up to us.
It’ll be so annoying,” Ning Rongrong immediately retorted.
Given her status, she would never lack sycophants no matter where she went.
Once or twice might be tolerable, but running into these people every day would become a burden.
Standing aside, Ning Tianchen thought to himself, “In the original timeline, Rongrong probably ran away specifically because of this reason, right?”
After a moment’s thought, he decided not to interfere with Ning Rongrong’s decision.
Having been in the Douluo Continent for so long, he felt it was about time to go and meet the child of destiny, Tang San.
“Since Rongrong is unwilling, we’ll discuss this matter later,” Chen Xin took over the conversation, turning his gaze to Ning Tianchen.
“We’ve already found a lead for your third soul ring.
As for whether it will work out, we still need to wait for a reply.”
Ning Tianchen was puzzled.
“Sword Douluo, do we need to look at someone else’s face to hunt a soul beast?”
With Chen Xin’s strength, who on the continent wouldn’t give him face?
Could it be that this soul beast was in a region controlled by Spirit Hall?
But that didn’t make sense either.
The soul beast forests managed by Spirit Hall were only the captive hunting forests near major cities.
Although those were guarded by Spirit Hall’s army, as long as one had a token, there were no restrictions on entering.
Gu Rong chuckled, “Tianchen boy, to help you hunt this soul ring, the old sword personally wrote a letter to that old dragon.
The third soul ring you need is located in the Thunder Canyon.”
Ning Fengzhi smiled faintly, not wanting to put too much pressure on Ning Tianchen.
“Tianchen, you don’t need to worry.
This is just a normal cooperation between our two major sects.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan won’t have to pay a steep price for it.”
“Hmph, Thunder Canyon is a masterless land to begin with!
It’s just that the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon clan is too selfish, claiming it as their own territory,” Ning Rongrong waved her small fists and said indignantly.