"The ambush from behind shouldn't have been noticed." Ning Fengzhi took out a long tube container from his wrist-mounted soul tool. Inside the container was a sample of red blood.
"Rongrong, what do you need this blood for?" Ning Fengzhi asked curiously.
Ning Rongrong thought for a moment before answering, "Last time we went to Notting Academy, we didn't get to meet him, right? I'm a little curious about the state of his martial soul."
"A martial soul with intelligence that can eat that's very rare!"
"I don't quite understand your thoughts." Ning Fengzhi sighed. "I've looked into Yu Xiaogang's information. With an innate half-rank soul power, even after decades, he's still stuck at level 29."
Ning Rongrong didn't answer directly. Instead, she picked up the container on the table, gently shook it, and watched the blood inside flow.
"The Golden Iron Triangle's martial soul fusion skill is called the Golden Holy Dragon. As for breaking through level 30, I'm confident I can manage it."
Ning Fengzhi couldn't quite grasp her intentions and frowned. "Helping Yu Xiaogang break through? Rongrong, are you trying to win over the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?"
It wasn't hard to find out that Yu Xiaogang was the son of Yu Yuanzhen, the clan leader of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
Innate half-rank soul power had caused quite a stir back in the day.
Half-rank soul power wasn't a big deal having no soul power at all wouldn't matter but that was only true for ordinary people.
When it came to the son of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's leader, it was an entirely different matter.
It sounded cruel, but the reason Ning Rongrong could meddle in all sorts of affairs without anyone daring to say much was largely due to her innate full soul power.
Her cultivation techniques were another matter, as only a handful of people knew about them.
For children of major clans, especially those of the clan leader's bloodline, having no soul power or weak innate soul power was an unforgivable sin!
"Win over the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan? That's not my intention." Ning Rongrong shook her head. "I'm just a little interested in the degraded mutation of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul."
She stored the container back into her soul tool.
Seeing this, Ning Fengzhi sighed. "Rongrong, I won't interfere in your affairs you don't want me to anyway. But remember this: don't turn the Nine Treasure Glazed Pagoda into the Five Treasure Glazed Pagoda."
Ning Rongrong rolled her eyes. "I know my limits. Have I ever disappointed you all these years?"
"Yes, yes. But some things still need to be made clear. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has indeed been doing better these past years."
Ning Fengzhi changed the subject.
"By the way, are you spying on Shrek Academy because you want to enroll there? I don't think they have anything to teach you."
"I don't have time to play house at an academy." Ning Rongrong sat on the chair, running her fingers through her brown bangs. "What I care about are Tang San and that little rabbit."
"Title Douluo Tang Hao's son and the 100,000-year Soft Bone Rabbit?"
"Exactly." Ning Rongrong mused. "Don't you think Tang Hao's combat power is suspicious? Even with a sacrifice and a 100,000-year soul ring, he should only have reached level 92 at most."
"Back then, besides the level 95 Qian Xunji, Tang Hao was pursued by three or four Title Douluos and several Soul Douluos."
"Among them were two Title Douluos the current level 95 Yue Guan and Ghost Mei of Spirit Hall, who possess the rare martial soul fusion skill, Twofold Stillness."
"Even so, Tang Hao still killed one Title Douluo, severely injured Qian Xunji, and forced the remaining Title Douluos to abandon their pursuit."
"Rongrong, are you saying…?"
Ning Rongrong nodded slightly, confirming Ning Fengzhi's thoughts.
"Even if he's not a god, he's probably connected to one in some way."
"Father, do you remember the hidden weapons I mentioned three years ago?" At Notting Academy, Tang San had used an unknown weapon that bore some resemblance to soul tools.
"Does this also have something to do with gods?" Ning Fengzhi frowned.
"Who knows?" Ning Rongrong shrugged. "For now, it doesn't concern us."
"Father, how much do you know about the current Pope of Spirit Hall?" Ning Rongrong suddenly changed the subject.
"Uh… in what regard?" Ning Fengzhi felt like he couldn't keep up with his daughter's train of thought.
"That so-called 'Master' Yu Xiaogang seems to know Pope Bibi Dong." Ning Rongrong pondered for a moment.
"There are rumors about that." Ning Fengzhi only grew more confused.
"Back then, Yu Yuanzhen spent a fortune to send Yu Xiaogang to Spirit Hall, hoping to find a solution to his cultivation problem."
"Since they were both in Spirit Hall, it's not strange that they knew each other. Rongrong, is there a problem with that?"
A level 29 Great Soul Master and the lofty Pope even if they had known each other in the past, they now belonged to completely different worlds.
"The 'Ten Core Competency Theories' that spread across the Douluo Continent only became widely known after Bibi Dong became Pope." Ning Rongrong said seriously.
"For a theory to spread for so long regardless of its actual effectiveness it's hard to explain without some force operating behind the scenes."
"Gasp "
Ning Fengzhi's pupils contracted slightly as he sucked in a sharp breath, his face filled with intense curiosity.
"Rongrong, are you saying that Pope Bibi Dong and Yu Xiaogang… cough!" Only after speaking did Ning Fengzhi realize that Ning Rongrong wasn't exactly at an appropriate age for such discussions.
Talking about serious matters with Ning Rongrong often made him forget her actual age.
Is this the 'maturity' of a divine inheritance candidate?
For a moment, Ning Fengzhi thought of Qian Renxue, who was impersonating Xue Qinghe, and Tang San, whom he had never met. He felt like he had stumbled upon a crucial point.
"I don't know the specifics." Ning Rongrong didn't continue the discussion. "Father, you've never seen Qian Renxue's true appearance, have you?"
Just as Ning Fengzhi was struggling to follow her thoughts again
Another bombshell dropped.
"Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong… share a striking resemblance in appearance."
Ning Fengzhi suddenly felt his brain short-circuiting, especially after hearing Ning Rongrong's words.
"Qian Renxue is Bibi Dong and Qian Xunji's daughter?" After a long silence, he ventured a guess.
"Most likely." Ning Rongrong thought for a moment. "However, the two don't seem to get along very well. Logically, that shouldn't be the case."
Ning Rongrong was guiding her "underperforming" father to think deeper.
Sure enough, when she reached this point
Ning Fengzhi's expression shifted. First, his brows furrowed, then his face grew increasingly surprised, and finally, it turned to shock.
Seeing this, Ning Rongrong fanned the flames further. "Father, I remember some cheesy novel plots go like this a young mistress of a clan falls for a down-and-out guy, but the clan opposes the relationship, and in the end…"
"Alright, stop right there. I know what you're getting at!" Ning Fengzhi cut her off before she could finish.
Indeed, the Divided Mind Control technique had its downsides especially when his daughter used it like this.
While others took time to read one book, she could read nine simultaneously.
Using spiritual power to read was far faster than normal reading.