The sun was setting, gradually disappearing beyond the horizon.
“Ahh~” On the lawn, Ning Que stretched contentedly.
He glanced at the flattened grass around him, rubbed his aching, overstuffed stomach, and let out a satisfied burp.
One word— Delicious!
Ning Que glanced faintly in the direction Qian Renxue had left.
He still knew the plot of the Douluo Dalu.
Otherwise, with two men, one feeding and the other simply opening his mouth to eat, what kind of situation would that be?
Even so, seeing Qian Renxue wearing Xue Qinghe’s face and looking at him with that expression still felt… A little awkward.
But no matter how awkward it was— When it comes to food… “I just can’t resist!” Ning Que let out a long sigh and looked up at the darkening sky.
As for why Qian Renxue treated him this way, it was all because of… [You are lying on the grass, too lazy to get up and walk.
Lazy Points +1!] [You are lying on the grass, too lazy to even turn over.
Lazy Points +1!] [You’re thinking, “So noisy.
Looks like it’s time to block out the system’s voice again.
What a hassle.
I really don’t want to move…” Lazy Points +1!] The system.
His golden finger.
His cheat.
It had existed ever since he transmigrated into this world.
[Lazy Points have reached 1,000.
Reward automatically unlocked!] [Soul power level +1.
Current soul power level: 50!] [Martial Soul attribute detected to have reached the level of Ultimate Light!
Developing derivative abilities.
Progress: 10%… 30%… 60%… 100%!
Trait acquired: Shaping!] [Light affinity +1!
Your perception of light has become more acute.
The efficiency of light-type soul power circulation has increased, cultivation speed has increased, and compatibility with holders of light-type martial souls has been further enhanced!] [Host has reached rank 50.
Automatically matching one soul ring.
Stored in the system space and available for use at any time!] At that moment, faint white light appeared around Ning Que.
It was gentle yet pure, and even the moonlight surrounding him seemed to be drawn toward his body, gathering around him.
The radiance came quickly and disappeared just as quickly.
The existence of the system meant that he barely needed to worry about anything happening in the outside world.
He could obtain rewards simply by being lazy.
The rewards would make him stronger.
Once he became stronger, no one would have any reason to criticize him.
And when no one could criticize him, they could only let him do as he pleased.
Being left alone meant he could continue living lazily.
A perfect cycle.
“There can’t possibly be anything more comfortable than this…” Ning Que lay there with a satisfied expression.
If only he could spend his entire life like this.
He watched the last rays of the setting sun disappear, and his eyelids grew heavier and heavier.
Oh, right!
It was dark.
Time to sleep.
The thought had barely crossed his mind when soft snores came from the lawn.
“Hu—hu—” There was no denying it.
The quiet atmosphere of night and the faint fragrance of fresh grass were simply perfect for sleeping… …
The night grew deeper.
Rustling sounds came from the lawn behind the mountain.
Ning Rongrong crouched low, two personal guards following behind her as they stealthily approached.
She looked at Ning Que, who was sleeping soundly on the grass, and a sly smile spread across her face.
“Quick, quick, quick!
Bring the sack over.” Ning Rongrong lowered her voice and excitedly gave orders.
The two guards exchanged glances, the corners of their mouths twitching.
Still, they obediently opened the sack.
“Miss, are you sure this is a good idea…?” Guard A muttered quietly.
“Stop talking nonsense!
Don’t let Grandpa Sword and Grandpa Bone find out!” Ning Rongrong glared at him.
“Be careful.
Don’t wake him up.
Well, even if he wakes up, it doesn’t matter.
He’s too lazy to move anyway.” The two guards thought about it.
She had a point.
And so, the renowned genius of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, a young man with innate full soul power, was neatly stuffed into a sack in the middle of his sleep.
“Let’s go, let’s go!
Hurry and get down the mountain!” Ning Rongrong urged them along hurriedly, secretly congratulating herself on her own cleverness.
Soon, under the cover of night, the young miss of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and her two guards quietly slipped down the mountain while carrying a sack.
Soft snores continued to come from inside.
…
At the same time, in the meeting hall of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
The hall was brightly lit.
Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong sat on either side.
In the central seat sat an elegant, refined man.
He was none other than the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect— Ning Fengzhi.
As if sensing something, he smiled faintly before ordering someone to bring him some sheets of paper.
“Fengzhi, what are you doing?” Bone Douluo Gu Rong asked curiously.
Ning Fengzhi picked up his brush and calmly dipped it into the ink, a knowing smile in his eyes.
“I know my daughter well enough.
Do you really think I don’t understand what that girl Rongrong is thinking?
She’s gotten tired of staying in Heaven Dou City, so naturally she’ll want to run off somewhere.” As he began writing, he continued, “Since she’s going out to gain experience, she should actually experience something.
No matter which academy she goes to, they mustn’t give her special treatment simply because she’s the young miss of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Otherwise, the whole point of her experience will be lost.” Sword Douluo Chen Xin nodded slightly.
“So you’re planning to write to the academies Rongrong might enroll in beforehand and inform them?” “Exactly.” Ning Fengzhi nodded with a smile.
“There’s no need to give them too much consideration.” Bone Douluo Gu Rong’s brows furrowed slightly as he seemed to think of something.
“Rongrong is one thing, but that kid…” He stopped halfway.
Ning Fengzhi’s hand suddenly paused.
The hall fell silent for a moment.
That kid… Even their sect master, along with Sword and Bone Douluo, had no way of dealing with him.
Could the other academies really handle him?
Ning Fengzhi rubbed his chin, sinking into thought.
It was one thing when they knew him inside and out, but once he went outside, outsiders might not understand him at all.
That stubbornly lazy temperament of his would probably give quite a few people a headache.
However… “It shouldn’t be too big a problem.” Ning Fengzhi resumed writing, his calm voice carrying absolute confidence.
“That kid has already proven himself through his talent.
If he can make Uncle Sword, Uncle Bone, and me feel at ease, then he naturally knows where to draw the line.” Sword Douluo Chen Xin rarely showed a smile.
“Indeed.” Bone Douluo Gu Rong nodded as well.
Lazy as he was, he was reliable.
That was the trust they had in Ning Que.
Even if something went wrong… “Then it must absolutely be the other party’s fault!” They had complete faith in that kid’s character!
…
A month passed in the blink of an eye.
Suo Tuo City, main street near the city gate.
The streets were filled with the shouts of vendors and the bustling movement of pedestrians, creating the most ordinary scene of a busy marketplace.
But now, quite a few passersby had stopped in their tracks.
Their gazes unconsciously turned toward an unusual pair walking down the street.
More precisely, it was a young girl carrying a young man on her back.
The sight was almost surreal.
“What… what’s going on?” “Why is the girl carrying the boy?” “Exactly!
The young man doesn’t look like he has anything wrong with his legs.
Why is he letting a girl carry him?” “Could he have some kind of hidden disability?” The pedestrians whispered among themselves, their eyes sweeping back and forth between Ning Rongrong and Ning Que.
Their imaginations had already constructed seven or eight tragic versions of the story.
Some claimed the young man was suffering from a terminal illness.
Others said he had crippled both legs while saving the girl.
Still others claimed the two had eloped from their families, only for the young man to be injured along the way… The rumors became more outrageous with every retelling.
As the person at the center of all this attention, Ning Rongrong didn’t care about the gazes of those around her in the slightest.
Her bright eyes darted from one thing to another, a look of novelty constantly hanging on her face.
Heaven Dou City was large, but it didn’t have everything.
Suo Tuo City still had quite a few interesting things she had never seen before.
“Ning Que, look over there!
That roasted meat smells so good.
It smells different from the stuff in Heaven Dou City.” “…” The young man on her back didn’t move at all.
His golden hair brushed against the hollow of her neck, and his breathing was so steady that he seemed to be fast asleep.
“Are you hungry?
Should we find somewhere to eat first?” “Hu…” His steady breathing brushed against her neck, making it slightly itchy.
Ning Rongrong puffed out her cheeks.
“You’re sleeping again!” Despite her words, she deliberately steadied her steps, afraid of jostling the person on her back.
The two guards hiding nearby had long since become numb to the sight.
At some point along the journey, they had stopped even bothering to twitch their eyelids.
They had gained one profound understanding from this trip.
When it came to Young Master Ning— The young miss truly treated him like a precious treasure.
No.
He was a treasure!