Today was a rest day for the special training camp.
Ning Tianchen and Ning Rongrong went to the streets of Heaven Dou City together.
“Brother Tianchen, you’ve been cultivating these past few days and haven’t played with Rongrong.
Rongrong doesn’t care, today we must play to our heart’s content.” Ning Rongrong skipped as she walked, her face full of happiness and joy.
Ning Tianchen chuckled softly, “Okay, okay, today we’ll play as much as you want.”
If he started lecturing her right away, Ning Rongrong definitely wouldn’t listen.
It wouldn’t be too late to talk to her after she had had her fill of fun.
Ning Tianchen sighed helplessly; he felt like he had become Ning Rongrong’s nanny.
However, this little rich girl was also very generous.
Whenever she saw something delicious, she would buy a lot of it.
Whatever she couldn’t finish, she handed over to Ning Tianchen to handle.
Ning Tianchen stored these foods in his soul tool and used them to “bribe” others in soul battles or at the special training camp, which earned him quite a few benefits.
Currently, Ning Rongrong’s “little witch” tendencies were starting to show, but she still knew what she should and shouldn’t do.
It wasn’t like what Flender said, that she was rotten to the bone.
Since he was her best friend, Ning Tianchen would not allow the people from Shrek Academy to gaslight her anymore.
In the original timeline, their methods might have been the best way to change Ning Rongrong, but now that Ning Tianchen was here, did she still need Shrek Academy to discipline her?
…
The two wandered the streets for a long time.
For some reason, Ning Rongrong engaged in retaliatory spending.
Almost anything that caught her eye, she would buy in bulk.
“Rongrong, you can’t keep doing this.
If you keep buying, my soul tool won’t have enough space to hold it all,” Ning Tianchen didn’t lecture her directly but warned her tactfully.
Ning Rongrong scratched her head and giggled, “Is that so?
Then I’ll buy a little less.”
“Boss, I want this, and that…”
“In just a short while, tens of thousands of gold soul coins have been spent,” Ning Tianchen sighed helplessly.
It was only because the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan was insanely wealthy, and Ning Rongrong was Ning Fengzhi’s precious gem.
If she belonged to any other family, who could afford her spending habits?
While he was lost in thought, a gentle voice called out, “Little sister, this pendant looks similar to my martial soul.
Could you let me have one?”
Looking up, the speaker was a young man of about fourteen or fifteen.
The blue training uniform he wore had a family crest on the chest.
“The Feng family of Heaven Dou City…
could he be Feng Xiaotian?” Ning Tianchen guessed in his heart.
Ning Rongrong looked at him as if asking for his opinion.
Ning Tianchen nodded slightly, then cupped his hands and said, “Big brother, may I ask who you are?”
The young man smiled, “Hello, my name is Feng Xiaotian.”
Just as he thought.
Ning Tianchen replied, “I am Ning Tianchen, and this is my friend, Ning Rongrong.”
“Ah?
You are Ning Tianchen?” Feng Xiaotian exclaimed in surprise.
With disciples of the Ning family appearing in Heaven Dou City, coupled with their expensive clothing, Feng Xiaotian was certain they were from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan.
“Ah?
Does Brother Feng know me?” Ning Tianchen scratched his head, feeling a bit awkward.
In his previous life, whether reading the novel or watching the anime, his impression of Feng Xiaotian had always been good.
To him, Feng Xiaotian was definitely someone worth befriending.
Feng Xiaotian explained, “This is my first time meeting you two.
However, I clearly remember both of your names.”
“Ning Rongrong, your innate soul power reached level nine.
You are the auxiliary system soul master with the highest innate soul power to appear in the last century…”
Ning Rongrong placed her hands on her hips, thoroughly enjoying the praise.
After the two of them awakened their martial souls, although the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan never publicly announced it, the major factions in Heaven Dou City were well aware.
Conversely, if a genius appeared in other factions, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan would also know about it.
Major factions shared information about their geniuses.
As long as the relationship between two major factions wasn’t irreconcilable, they wouldn’t choose to attack each other’s talents.
Doing this was a disguised form of protection for these prodigies.
“Brother Feng is also a genius with innate full soul power.
Your praise is too heavy,” Ning Tianchen cupped his hands slightly.
Feng Xiaotian waved his hand, “It’s fate that we met.
When you grow a bit older, perhaps we can spar.”
Ning Tianchen naturally didn’t object.
He would love nothing more than to spar with a genius like Feng Xiaotian.
“I wonder what Brother Feng’s current soul power level is?
If the gap between us is too large, I’m afraid I won’t be able to ask you for guidance in the future.”
In the original work, Feng Xiaotian was twenty-four years old and only had a soul power of level forty-three.
He didn’t know how the guy cultivated; for a soul master with innate full soul power, his cultivation speed was shockingly slow.
Feng Xiaotian said frankly, “My current soul power is at level thirty-six.
However, I’ve been researching a self-created soul skill recently, so my soul power level has slowed down considerably.”
So, in the next eight or so years, your soul power only increased by seven levels?
Subtracting the one level provided by absorbing a soul ring, you couldn’t even increase it by one level a year?
Ning Tianchen criticized relentlessly in his heart.
He couldn’t understand what magic made Feng Xiaotian willing to sacrifice his soul power cultivation just to research a self-created soul skill.
Hearing this, Ning Rongrong covered her mouth.
“Oh my god, Brother Xiaotian is actually researching a self-created soul skill.”
Feng Xiaotian smiled and responded, “Sister Rongrong, I’ve just started researching.
I estimate it will take another two or three years before I figure it out.”
After taking the desired pendant from Ning Rongrong, Feng Xiaotian bid his farewells.
“I won’t disturb your fun anymore.
I also have some things to do, so let’s part ways here.”
“See you when you’re free,” Ning Tianchen and Ning Rongrong waved goodbye.
After Feng Xiaotian left, Ning Rongrong looked envious.
“Brother Tianchen, I didn’t expect there to be another genius like Brother Xiaotian besides you.
But, in Rongrong’s heart, you are still the best.”
Ning Tianchen flicked her nose and said softly, “However, a self-created soul skill probably isn’t that easy to cultivate.
Things like the sect’s Distraction Control and the swordplay Sword Douluo taught me were perfected through the constant accumulation of multiple generations before achieving their current results.
I figure Feng Xiaotian will need to spend a lot of time cultivating his self-created soul skill.”
Although Ning Rongrong didn’t fully understand, she nodded in agreement with Ning Tianchen.
…
After playing for the whole day, Ning Rongrong walked with her arms full of delicious food, eating as she went.
Ning Tianchen knew this was the best time to lecture her.
His face suddenly hardened.
“What’s wrong, Brother Tianchen?
You look just like the teachers at the special training camp right now,” Ning Rongrong couldn’t help but laugh.
Ning Tianchen asked sternly, “Rongrong, did you talk back to the teachers?”
Speaking of the teachers, Ning Rongrong pouted.
“Rongrong doesn’t want their teaching.
Their strength is far worse than Daddy’s.
Rongrong only wants Daddy to teach her.”
Ning Tianchen continued, “Rongrong, you are the future Sect Master of the clan.
Have you ever seen the Sect Master throw a tantrum at the sect’s disciples for no reason?”
This question stumped Ning Rongrong.
She thought back and realized she had only ever seen her father encouraging the sect’s disciples; she had never seen him harshly reprimand anyone.