“Fengzhi, are you really that comfortable letting Rongrong be out there alone?” Chen Xin’s voice echoed in the main hall, filled with grievance and anger.
He knew there were many secret sentries near the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan’s territory.
If Ning Rongrong left the sect without Ning Fengzhi’s permission, she would have been caught and brought back long ago.
Not long ago, the disciple who delivered Ning Rongrong’s letter got worried that she might be in danger and went directly to Chen Xin.
That was how Chen Xin found out Ning Rongrong had been gone for a whole day.
Only after that did the disciple deliver the letter to Ning Tianchen.
Ning Fengzhi spread his hands helplessly.
“Uncle Jian, Rongrong has been spoiled rotten by you all in the sect.
It’s time to let her go out and experience the world.”
Chen Xin didn’t object to Ning Rongrong going out for an adventure, but his concern was, “Fengzhi, when Rongrong left the sect, why didn’t you inform Tianchen?
With him around, Rongrong’s safety would at least be guaranteed.”
Ning Fengzhi had surely dispatched people to secretly follow Ning Rongrong, but these hidden disciples could only follow from a distance.
If they got too close, they risked exposure.
Therefore, if Ning Rongrong encountered danger, they wouldn’t be able to step in and protect her immediately.
Ning Fengzhi had originally thought that Ning Tianchen and Ning Rongrong had made an agreement—that they would leave the sect at different times.
But surprisingly, Ning Tianchen hadn’t made a move, nor did he show any intention of going out to chase after her.
Just then, Ning Tianchen’s voice came from outside the hall, “Sect Master, Grandpa, are you there?”
Joy appeared on Ning Fengzhi’s brow.
“Uncle Jian, isn’t Tianchen here now?
Rongrong’s travel speed won’t be too fast.
If Tianchen sets out to chase her now, he’ll catch up within a day.”
Ning Tianchen was called into the hall.
He immediately handed Ning Rongrong’s letter to Ning Fengzhi.
Deep down, he also wanted to leave the sect to adventure, but he couldn’t act as freely and irresponsibly as Ning Rongrong.
He had to at least inform Ning Fengzhi.
Ning Fengzhi returned the letter to Ning Tianchen and smiled, suggesting, “Hehe, Tianchen, it’s about time for you to go out and adventure as well.
Why not take this opportunity to travel and temper yourself on the continent with Rongrong for a while?”
Having stayed in the sect for almost six years, Ning Tianchen had been feeling cooped up.
He wanted to use this chance to go out and see the customs of the Douluo Continent, and also to meet the child of destiny, Tang San.
“Uncle Ning, I am willing to go out and temper myself,” Ning Tianchen cupped his hands.
Ning Fengzhi patted his shoulder.
“Go then.
Rongrong hasn’t gone far yet.
With your speed, you’ll catch up soon.
Before you leave, remember to go to the sect’s treasury to get gold soul coins for your travel expenses.”
After Ning Tianchen left, his gaze turned to Chen Xin.
“Uncle Jian, you can rest assured.
Rongrong and Tianchen will be fine.”
Chen Xin snorted coldly.
“If anything happens to Rongrong, I will hold you solely responsible!” With that, he stepped onto the Seven Kill Sword and flew out of the sect’s discussion hall.
…
Ning Tianchen received a heavy pouch from the elder managing the treasury.
He didn’t even need to open it to know that it wasn’t filled with gold soul coins, but rather gold soul cards.
“Uncle Ning is truly generous.
There must be at least several million gold soul coins in here,” he chuckled softly, storing the pouch in his soul ring.
It was only because the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan was insanely wealthy.
For some moderately large families, these millions of gold soul coins would represent their entire assets.
Of course, Ning Fengzhi entrusting him with so much money was a testament to how highly he valued Ning Tianchen’s steady nature.
On the way to Barak City, he opened the pouch.
Inside, there were mostly white gold soul cards worth one hundred gold coins each, as well as two purple gold cards and one black gold card.
Certain establishments on the continent required proof of wealth to enter.
Giving him the black gold card was probably so they wouldn’t be turned away at the door.
All the gold soul cards added up to approximately 2.3 million gold soul coins.
This much money was enough for a commoner soul master to buy a lifetime’s worth of cultivation resources.
After a moment, Ning Tianchen focused and began to think about Ning Rongrong’s travel route.
Knowing her, since she didn’t specify a route in the letter, she definitely wouldn’t take the normal paths.
Rather than wasting time looking for her on the road, it was better to go directly to Barak City to find her.
Along the way, Ning Tianchen didn’t choose to ride a carriage, but rather ran.
To him, running was also a good form of exercise.
…
Over half a month later, Ning Rongrong arrived in Barak City first.
Currently, she was leaning against the window of her hotel room, staring boredly at the city scenery.
This was her first successful time running away from home, and she felt an inexplicable sense of joy.
In the sect, she was Ning Fengzhi’s precious daughter, but Ning Fengzhi’s discipline was extremely strict.
The rebellious Ning Rongrong naturally couldn’t stand it.
However, she was unaware that the coachman who escorted her all the way to Barak City was an outer sect elder of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, possessing the strength of a Soul Sage.
Otherwise, given the desolate mountain paths she chose to take, she would have been kidnapped by bandits long ago.
Ning Rongrong mumbled, “I wonder where Brother Tianchen is now.
Did he see the letter I left?”
“Hmph, if Brother Tianchen didn’t see it, it must be Daddy playing tricks.
Hmph, bad Daddy.”
For the next two days, Ning Rongrong stayed in the hotel, waiting for Ning Tianchen while pondering the contents of the letter she left.
She suddenly realized, “Oh no, I don’t think I told Brother Tianchen which hotel we would be staying at!”
Although Barak City wasn’t as large as Heaven Dou City, finding a specific person in the city within a short time would be impossible.
Realizing this, Ning Rongrong immediately left the hotel.
But after searching the streets for a while without seeing Ning Tianchen, she gave up.
Today happened to be market day.
Ning Rongrong slipped into a bustling street to pick out things she liked.
…
Meanwhile, Ning Tianchen had just arrived at Barak City.
At the city gate, he was stopped by a guard.
“Stop.
Non-local residents must pay an entrance fee of one gold soul coin.”
Ning Tianchen was astonished.
In his past life, when reading the novel, he felt this entrance fee was highly unreasonable.
According to the book, one gold soul coin was enough to cover a family of three’s expenses for several months.
Who among the common folk would be willing to spend a gold soul coin just to enter the city?
Later, he learned that this one gold soul coin fee only applied to outsiders.
Locals, as long as they showed their household registration, wouldn’t be charged.
Of course, these guards also judged people by their appearance.
Some were charged one silver soul coin, while others were charged five gold soul coins.
Ning Tianchen grew up in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan and had never registered his soul master identity at Spirit Hall, so he didn’t have a soul master handbook.
At his age, being a three-ring Soul Expert was too dazzling.
Moreover, there were quite a few major families in Barak City.
To avoid unnecessary trouble, he obediently paid the one gold soul coin entrance fee.