Chapter 46 Showdown
Luo Ling felt like an evil villain.

It was clearly just a normal transaction, but the scene before him looked like dark forces were trying to take the innocent girl away by force.

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and Luo Ling's impression of Ning Fengzhi decreased a lot.

The Haotian Sect can give up Tang Hao and close the mountain gate in order to preserve its strength, the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan can give up the clan leader's son Yu Xiaogang, and the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Clan will also send Ning Rongrong away for the Qiluo Tulip.

The above three sects are all birds of a feather.

In these sects, the sect is ultimately more important than family ties.

"Rongrong needs to prepare before going to the Spirit Hall, and then leave with His Holiness the Pope in five days." Ning Fengzhi made the final decision.

Luo Ling and Bibi Dong didn't say anything. They handed the Qiluo tulip to Ning Fengzhi and left.

After the two left, Ning Fengzhi looked at his daughter and sighed after a long time.

"Rongrong, I know you resent your father in your heart, but making the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect is the long-cherished wish of our ancestors."

Ning Fengzhi looked at the gorgeous tulips in his hand with a deep gaze.

"No matter how you view me as a father in the future, I cannot miss this magical herb."

"Besides, this magical herb is actually prepared for you."

Hearing Ning Fengzhi say this, Ning Rongrong's expression finally moved.

Ning Fengzhi laughed, "Your father is old now, and the future of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect will eventually be handed over to you."

"When you come back from the Spirit Hall, I will give you this magical herb."

There was no falsehood in his words.

In a sect, the interests of the sect are indeed more important than those of individuals, but there is no doubt that Ning Fengzhi is a good father.

……

The news that Ning Rongrong was leaving was not widely publicized. After all, she was going to the Spirit Hall, and only a few people knew everything.

While still in the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, Luo Ling began to practice the method of distraction control, and from time to time he would go to Ning Fengzhi for advice.

Ning Rongrong also followed suit and learned.

The little witch of the past has become quiet. As the little princess of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, she has always been growing up in the center of attention.

He didn't understand his father's dedication to the sect, but he took it for granted that he should enjoy the comfortable life brought by the sect.

Originally, Ning Rongrong still felt a little resentful towards her father, but then she saw those "shocking" materials in the information room of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

The ancestors of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect once conducted various experiments in order to break the defects of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Tower, and even conducted experiments themselves.

As a result, a large number of direct descendants of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect died.

That period of history was too bloody and was kept hidden, known only to the successive clan leaders. Now Ning Rongrong also knows it.

She also understood why her father had the heart to send her away.

Ning Fengzhi did not lie, the Qiluo Tulip was left to her, and she would become the next leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

The little witch seemed to have grown up overnight and was no longer spoiled.

Luo Ling was very surprised. Ning Rongrong changed too quickly, but her relationship with Ning Fengzhi did not become distant.

"You will go to the Spirit Hall with us tomorrow. Are you ready?"

In the martial arts training ground, Luo Ling glanced at Ning Rongrong beside him.

"There's nothing to prepare. Didn't you say that the Spirit Hall would receive me with high standards?"

Ning Rongrong glanced at Luo Ling. Even though she knew the sect's secrets, she still hated this guy who made her leave home.

"Ms. Ning is right." Luo Ling raised his eyebrows helplessly.

Just as the two were chatting casually, Ning Fengzhi, Jian, Bone Douluo and Bibi Dong came to the training ground.

Luo Ling and Ning Rongrong hurried to greet them.

Luo Ling was a little confused and didn't know what the meaning of all the big guys gathering together was.

Suddenly, he felt a hint of hostility.

His eyes fell on the young man following Jian Douluo.

He had an impression of this person. His name seemed to be Bai Yu, a four-ring soul master. "Xiao Ling, we are leaving tomorrow. Before we leave, Master Ning wants to see the strength of you, the Holy Son."

Bibi Dong saw Luo Ling's puzzled look and explained.

"Young friend Luo Ling will not refuse, right? After all, we will be friends in the future, and we should communicate and learn from each other more."

Ning Fengzhi looked at Luo Ling with a smile.

He had heard of the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall a few years ago, but had never been able to find much information about him.

Now he really wanted to see what the gap was between the younger generation of his Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect and the younger generation of the Spirit Hall.

Luo Ling also looked at Ning Fengzhi, not knowing what the other party was thinking, but he did not intend to refuse.

"Since Sect Master Ning wants to know, then of course it's possible." He nodded slightly.

Seeing this, Ning Fengzhi motioned Bai Yu behind him to come up.

"His name is Bai Yu. He is the most outstanding disciple of our Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect and also Uncle Jian's disciple."

"I'm Bai Yu."

"Luo Ling."

Looking at the young man in front of him, Luo Ling nodded. Jian Douluo's disciple had never appeared in the original novel, and he didn't know how strong the other party was.

"Just spar with each other, but remember to stop when you reach a certain limit."

"Bai Yu, you are a Soul Sect, so don't use your fourth soul skill."

Ning Fengzhi warned.

The two of them came to the platform, and Luo Ling said with a smile: "Actually, I don't mind you using your fourth soul skill."

Bai Yu frowned, "Are you looking down on me?"

Luo Ling shook his head but said nothing more.

The fighting spirit begins!
"Bai Yu, 18 years old, martial soul Qinghong Sword, 44th level weapon soul sect, please give me your guidance."

"Luo Ling, 10 years old, martial soul Crow Shadow Puppet, level 37 weapon soul master, please give me your guidance."

Following Bai Yu's example, Luo Ling also added his age when introducing himself.

After Luo Ling said his age, not only Bai Yu on the field, but also Ning Fengzhi and others in the audience opened their eyes wide.

Being close to becoming a Soul Master at the age of ten is simply unheard of.

Ning Rongrong was also stunned. She had always thought that Luo Ling was much older than her, but he was only one year older.

In just one year, there is a difference of 20 levels of soul power!
She even wondered if Luo Ling was wrong.

"Your Holiness, is young friend Luo Ling really only ten years old?" Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, Xiao Ling is only ten years old." Bibi Dong answered proudly, as if she was showing off her favorite treasure.

Ning Fengzhi returned his gaze to the competition stage. At the age of ten, he was already at level 37. His future achievements would surely put him at the top of the continent.

He suddenly glanced at Ning Rongrong.

If Rongrong and him... Ning Fengzhi suddenly felt less averse to his daughter going to the Spirit Hall.

At this time, on the high platform, Bai Yu had already released his martial soul, holding the green sword in his hand, and four soul rings were rotating around his body.

Luo Ling was not idle either, and patted the crow on his shoulder.

The crow flapped its wings and flew up, then landed on the ground and turned into a ball of black mist. In a few seconds, it changed from a crow to one that looked similar to Luo Ling.

The first soul skill of the Crow Shadow Puppet was also displayed in an instant.

Countless dark threads spread out.

"Let's start." Luo Ling said lightly.

"Is this your martial soul? Where is your spirit ring?" Bai Yu had never seen such a strange scene before and couldn't help but ask.

"You'll know if you beat me." Luo Ling didn't want to explain and took the first step.

(End of this chapter)