104: Ning Fengzhi's strange breakthrough? !

As night fell, Qian Feng slowly opened his eyes. He was indeed a bit tired, so he simply took a nap.

Feeling the familiar faint fragrance, he looked around and found himself on the large bed in Ning Rongrong's room.

Moonlight streamed into the room through the window, so it wasn't too dim.

"You're awake? To keep your wife from worrying, I told her you went on a mission with us." Ning Rongrong sat beside him holding a water basin, wringing a towel with both hands, seemingly intending to wipe Qian Feng down.

Qian Feng's eyes widened as he looked at Ning Rongrong's back. Her figure was graceful with exquisite curves, and her long hair flowed smoothly. She turned around, smiled, and wiped his cheek, her own face slightly flushed:

"Thank you. If you hadn't blocked Yu Lingshan's attack, we wouldn't have gained a full half month. Sigh, I hope Father and Sword Grandfather can successfully come out of seclusion by then."

Qian Feng's heart filled with joy. Seeing that the other party had proactively mentioned Ning Fengzhi and the other, he propped himself up against the headboard, looked at Ning Rongrong, and asked:

"Miss, I can understand Sword Douluo going into seclusion. But shouldn't your father be unable to cultivate and break through? Why did he also go into seclusion? Could it be...?"

"Yes, we obtained a secret method that allows us to break through the characteristic of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Martial Soul being locked at the Soul Saint level."

"Hiss..." Qian Feng shook his head, surprised, and said, "A method I've never heard of."

"Hehe, not only that." Ning Rongrong assessed Qian Feng. Remembering that he had been injured for the Clan during the day, she no longer had any reservations and spoke:

"It can also cause the Martial Soul to mutate again, transforming from the world's number one auxiliary tool Martial Soul to the number one attack tool Martial Soul!"

As she said this, she sighed and said, "The situation on the Continent is now unpredictable and strange. Our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School simply cannot establish itself without relying on powerful forces and attack-type Soul Masters."

"But isn't the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School on good terms with the Heaven Dou Empire?" Qian Feng asked the doubt in his heart.

"Hehe, the Heaven Dou Empire used to be on good terms with our Clan because our strengths were quite similar, belonging to a relationship of mutual achievement. But in recent years, the Spirit Hall's methods are no longer as forceful, and the Tiandou Royal Family has even obtained a strange and wonderful method. The Soul Masters within the Royal Family have seen their soul power advance by leaps and bounds, so naturally, they will no longer be on equal footing with our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."

Ning Rongrong sighed, stood up, and walked to the window, looking at the bright moon as she said, "The demands made by the Tiandou Royal Family are even more excessive, which is why Father is unwilling to continue cooperating and chose to use the secret method."

"Then where did that secret method come from? It sounds really unreliable." Qian Feng sighed, looking at Ning Rongrong as he pressed the question.

"Hehe, back then at Shrek Academy, I met an incredible person. Haotian Douluo's son, Tang San." Ning Rongrong pursed her lips and chuckled, "Tang San has two followers. One of them is an auxiliary Soul Master named Oscar, who came to teach us the secret method."

"Uh..." Qian Feng gasped.

As expected, it's Tang Sanjie! Then Ning Fengzhi wouldn't... shouldn't... shouldn't!

What exactly is that secret method?

Qian Feng lowered his head, recalling the several Soul Douluo he had killed outside Tianshui Academy a few years ago. The Blood Serpent within their bodies did indeed have the effect of increasing soul power.

But it shouldn't be enough to cause the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda to mutate, right?!

Ning Rongrong came to the bed, sat beside Qian Feng again, and asked with a smile, "It seems you're very curious?"

"Yes, I'm very interested in this secret method." Qian Feng nodded with a smile.

"Since that's the case, tomorrow morning, I'll take you to the place where my father is in seclusion. It's also a good opportunity for Sword Grandfather to see how your swordsmanship can improve!" Ning Rongrong sighed and murmured:

"I miss Father and them too."

"Will it disturb the Clan Master?"

"It won't matter, I've been there a few times. We'll just see if Father and the others are willing to respond to us!" Ning Rongrong stood up and stretched, then looked at Qian Feng with a smile and said, "Tonight, you can rest on this Miss's big bed! I'll go sleep in the side courtyard for a while~"

"No, no, I'll go back now. Don't worry, my body has mostly recovered!" Qian Feng quickly got up. Although Ning Rongrong had already arranged for someone to notify Hu Liena.

But to be on the safe side, it's better not to stay out overnight.

Otherwise, it would take another few days of coaxing to appease the little fox.

Qian Feng darted out of the room. Ning Rongrong stood rooted to the spot, staring blankly at her slightly messy bed. She softly hummed, "Jing Hun... Fine, I'll just compromise. I'll let Nana be a concubine later! The happiness of having multiple wives, I don't believe this won't move Jing Hun!"

She had no idea how many confidantes "Jing Hun" had. When she thought about taking him to see Ning Fengzhi tomorrow, a sudden feeling of shyness arose.

The next morning, Ning Rongrong and Gu Rong took Qian Feng to the Back Mountain of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

There were two or three mountain peaks here. The three of them went around and around before stopping outside a mountainside.

Qian Feng squinted his eyes and could vaguely see a cave not far away. He figured that was where Ning Fengzhi was in seclusion.

"Phew... Father and Sword Grandfather are in seclusion in different mountain peaks. This is where Father is in seclusion. Hehe, don't be fooled by the slightly simple cave; the interior is also well-renovated and decorated." Ning Rongrong explained with a smile, but found that Qian Feng was frowning and staring intently at the cave.

"Jing Hun? What's wrong?"

"Nothing, I just feel that the place where the Clan Master cultivates is very strange, it makes one feel... a little uneasy." Qian Feng sighed. This familiar aura, combined with the information Ning Rongrong told him last night.

He could almost confirm that Tang Hao and the others hadn't been idle these past two years, likely causing trouble everywhere on the Continent.

But what was their purpose? To be helpful, to help Soul Masters improve their cultivation realm, and break the Martial Soul shackles?

Qian Feng didn't believe that Tang San had become a great benevolent person on the Douluo Continent.

"Let's go, let's see how the Clan Master is cultivating." Gu Rong sighed. He was the most opposed to the Clan Master and Chen Xin cultivating these things, so he did not go into seclusion himself, and also to protect Ning Rongrong.

After all, a high-grade Clan without a Titled Douluo guarding it would truly be susceptible to bullying by anyone.

"Clan Master, Rongrong and I are here. We also brought a young talented junior!" Gu Rong and the other two arrived at the entrance of the cave and nodded respectfully towards the inside.

"Oh?!" A cold, bone-chilling voice sounded, followed by a faint red soul power fluctuation spreading outwards.

Qian Feng's heart tightened.

What a strong scent of blood!

An eighty-ninth level Soul Douluo!

Really broke through? Broke the Martial Soul shackles of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda?!

"Clan Master, are you about to become a Titled Douluo?!" Gu Rong's eyes lit up with joy. Ning Rongrong also squinted and smiled, saying very happily, "Father, then you're about to come out of seclusion. Hehe, when you come out, give the people from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan a good lesson, they always bully us!"

"Mhm, understood." Ning Fengzhi's voice was low and devoid of any emotion.

This had absolutely nothing to do with the gentle and elegant middle-aged man in Qian Feng's mind.

Something's not right!

Qian Feng slowly walked to Ning Rongrong's side. Gu Rong also sensed something was off.

When their eyes met, they had already protected Ning Rongrong.