When they learned that Ning Rongrong had already reached Rank 35 Spirit Elder, Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and Bone Douluo were all visibly stunned—almost unable to believe it.
Sword Douluo immediately reached out and grasped Ning Rongrong's wrist to check her Spirit Power.
When he confirmed that she had indeed broken through to Rank 35, Ning Fengzhi's expression grew grave. His voice became low and serious:
"Rongrong, in less than four months, how did you go from Rank 26 Grandmaster Spirit Master to Rank 35 Spirit Elder?"
"Was this the work of that Shrek Academy?"
"Or... was it Ye Yu?"
"I want you to tell me everything. Don't leave anything out."
He was deeply concerned that something dangerous or unnatural might be involved.
But Ning Rongrong just giggled.
"Dad, don't worry. It was Ye Yu who helped me improve this much!"
"We didn't do anything shady. He gave me a very rare immortal herb—that's how my Spirit Power jumped so much!"
"It was a top-tier medicinal herb, you know!"
All three—Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and Bone Douluo—blinked in surprise again.
They weren't entirely sure what an "immortal herb" was.
But if it was truly a supreme-grade medicinal herb, then at least it meant Ning Rongrong hadn't resorted to any unorthodox or harmful method.
That eased their tension.
"And it's not just that my Spirit Power broke through to Rank 35—my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul also evolved!"
At last, Ning Rongrong proudly revealed her greatest achievement.
Ning Fengzhi's face instantly changed, trembling as if he'd been struck by lightning. His lips quivered with emotion.
He immediately grabbed her hand.
"Rongrong! Are you saying your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda has really evolved?"
"You're not lying to your father, are you?"
"How could I lie to you, Daddy?"
Pouting slightly, Ning Rongrong lifted her right hand and summoned her Martial Soul.
In an instant, a radiant display of dazzling, nine-colored light burst forth. What appeared in her palm was not the familiar seven-story tower but a glorious, crystalline structure of nine levels, shining with divine brilliance—
—the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!
Ning Fengzhi's eyes turned red on the spot. Tears welled up and slid down his cheeks.
"It's the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!"
"The dream that countless generations of our Ning Clan ancestors never realized—was fulfilled in your hands!"
"Ye Yu… Ye Yu is a great benefactor to our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan!"
"The next time you bring him here, I must personally thank him!"
Hearing that, a glimmer of mischief flashed through Ning Rongrong's sapphire-like eyes.
She had been waiting for that exact line!
"Actually, you don't need to wait until I bring Ye Yu here to thank him."
"Isn't our clan's treasure vault full of rare metals—like Star Iron, Deep Sea Sunken Silver, Molten Crimson Gold, and others?"
"Ye Yu really needs materials like that."
"Why don't I bring them to him first as a token of gratitude?"
"And next time when I do bring him over, you can open the vault and let him pick out… say, a few hundred items, yeah?"
She smiled sweetly as she spoke.
Ning Fengzhi was completely dumbfounded—half exasperated, half helpless.
He didn't mind giving Ye Yu such things. Helping Ning Rongrong evolve her Martial Soul into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda was a grace worthy of eternal repayment.
His daughter hadn't even married into the Ye family yet!
And she was already so eager to send half the clan treasury to her lover?
People always said daughters were their fathers' sweet little jackets—close to their hearts.
But Ning Fengzhi suspected… his was made of black wool and came with a dagger stitched into the lining!
If this was how it was before marriage, would she not just hand over the whole sect after?
Seeing that her father hadn't responded, Ning Rongrong furrowed her brows slightly.
Thinking he was getting stingy, she clasped his arm and spoke with rare seriousness:
"Father, you're the Patriarch of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan—shouldn't you be a bit more generous?"
"Ye Yu raised my Spirit Power from Rank 26 Grandmaster to Rank 35 Spirit Elder in just a few months."
"Do you know how many years of hard cultivation that saved me?"
"And on top of that, he evolved my Martial Soul into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!"
"This isn't just a favor to me—this is a favor to our entire clan!"
"What are a few rare materials? I'd say this is barely even a worthy gift!"
Then, she casually dropped a bomb:
"Oh, and also—I'm already with Ye Yu."
"He's your son-in-law, Dad! You can't be stingy with your own son-in-law, right?"
At that, Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and Bone Douluo all froze in place.
They had assumed Rongrong merely liked Ye Yu…
But now she was already in a relationship with him?!
Bone Douluo Gu Rong blinked and asked cautiously:
"Rongrong, wasn't Ye Yu already dating that girl from the Poison Douluo's family—Dugu Yan?"
"What happened to her?"
Ning Rongrong blinked innocently.
"Oh, her? She's with Ye Yu too, of course."
"We're all his girlfriends!"
"…Isn't that normal?"
Hearing that, Ning Fengzhi nearly had a heart attack.
People were always hypocritical.
Yes, he had multiple wives.
But when it came to his daughter? Of course he wanted her to be the one and only wife of her future husband!
Ning Rongrong clung to his arm like syrup, continuing to plead.
"The reason I want you to give him those resources now is simple!"
"I want Ye Yu to see that I and our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan are his strongest allies!"
"So that when we get married, I can win over Dugu Yan and become the main wife!"
"Surely you, Grandpa Sword, and Grandpa Bone don't want me to end up a concubine, do you?"
"Besides—Ye Yu is way stronger now than before!"
"He's already Rank 48 Spirit Ancestor, and back at Shrek Academy, he defeated that immovable mountain, Zhao Wuji, bare-handed, without even using his Martial Soul!"
"He even has a self-created Spirit Ability that lets him fly—just like a Title Douluo!"
Of course, she didn't reveal Ye Yu's true rank.
She had promised him to keep that a secret.
But even Rank 48 at age 17, able to beat a Spirit Sage with just martial skills and no Martial Soul—and even fly using self-made Spirit Abilities?
That was more than enough to shock Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and Bone Douluo.
What kind of monster had their daughter fallen in love with?!
Still, as the old saying went: "Everything impossible becomes possible… with enough profit." ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ɴo(v)elFɪre.ɴet
Before, Ning Fengzhi might've hesitated—unwilling to let his daughter become a "third party" in someone else's relationship.
His expression grew solemn.
"Rongrong… you're absolutely right."
"I've always appreciated Ye Yu. And now I admire him even more."
"Don't worry. Your father will help you win this fight."
"You will be his main wife!"
"Our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan has plenty of money and treasures—what we lack, is someone worthy to spend it on!"