Chapter 417 Request to Join the Sect, Dowry.
"Xiao Mo, your strength has already been recognized by us. And..."
Ning Fengzhi looked at the puffed-up Ning Rongrong, his face revealing a mixture of doting and complexity, "And we old folks can no longer interfere in your affairs, so you can handle it yourselves. But you must know, I, Ning Fengzhi, only have one daughter in my life, Rongrong. Do you understand?"
As he finished speaking, Ning Fengzhi's tone became extremely serious, and he even stood up from his seat.
The two titled Douluos, Jian Gu and Xuan Mo, also came to his sides, equally serious, their eyes once again revealing scrutiny.
Xuan Mo's heart tightened, and under Ning Rongrong's gaze, he solemnly said, "Sect Master Ning, Seniors Jian Gu, rest assured, as long as I am here, no one can harm a single hair on Rongrong's head!"
Hearing Xuan Mo's vow, Ning Fengzhi and the two Douluos, Jian Gu and Xuan Mo, exchanged glances, seeing agreement in each other's eyes. Ning Fengzhi then nodded, looking at Xuan Mo and letting out a long sigh.
"Since that's the case, then you should join our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. Only then will I agree to your relationship with Rongrong."
"Daddy—" Ning Rongrong, seeing her father using her to get Xuan Mo to join the sect, immediately complained in a spoiled tone.
But Ning Fengzhi's expression remained serious. "Girl, this concerns the rise and fall of the sect. Letting Xiao Mo join the sect is to ensure its prosperity; this is a rule left by our sect."
So, having no other choice, Ning Rongrong could only look at the Sword and Bone Douluo, and said in a coquettish tone, "Grandpa Sword, Grandpa Bone, look, Daddy is bullying me again..."
However, this time, Ning Rongrong miscalculated. The Sword and Bone Douluo, with equally serious expressions, shook their heads and said, "Rongrong, we agree with the sect leader on this point. You must know that you are the future sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and everything you do must be for the future of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, not simply decided by your own desires."
At this moment, Ning Rongrong fell silent.
As the next sect leader, Ning Rongrong naturally knew these things. However, knowing Xuan Mo well, she understood his character, and her expression became somewhat complicated and bewildered.
Upon hearing this, Xuan Mo's expression turned calm, and he gazed at Ning Fengzhi with composure. Just when Ning Fengzhi and the two Douluo, Sword Bone, thought Xuan Mo would agree, he calmly shook his head. "Uncle Ning, please forgive me for refusing on this matter."
In an instant, Ning Fengzhi's gaze sharpened, making Ning Rongrong feel a little alarmed and worried. "I want to know why?"
"Brother Mo..." Ning Rongrong nervously clung to Xuan Mo's arm, while Xuan Mo patted her back to reassure her, then looked directly at Ning Fengzhi. "Because I want to establish a power based on Shrek Academy, named Tianxin Pavilion."
"That's your reason." Ning Fengzhi's eyes and expression became calm and unchanging, revealing nothing from his face. Seeing this, Xuan Mo calmly said, "I want Shrek Academy to become the number one academy standing at the pinnacle of the continent, so I will not choose to join the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. However, I promise that as long as Ning Rongrong is the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, I will protect the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School for life. Moreover, once I establish my own power, I will inevitably have to cooperate with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. Wouldn't such a mutually beneficial relationship last forever?"
Feeling the gazes of Ning Fengzhi and the other two, Xuan Mo faced them frankly, but the determination in his eyes could not be shaken.
Gradually, Ning Fengzhi's gaze softened, and he smiled calmly, "A golden carp is no ordinary fish; your answer seems to be your final bottom line. Although I, Ning Fengzhi, am the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, I must consider the sect's well-being. But I am also a father, and I must consider my daughter's happiness. And I must say, your last words touched me somewhat." At this point, Ning Fengzhi gave Xuan Mo a deep look, "However, I also hope that you can live up to your words and protect the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School for life."
At that moment, Xuan Mo felt three solemn gazes upon him.
"Uncle Ning, seniors, of course."
Ning Fengzhi and Jian Gu, the two Douluo, frowned slightly. "What? You still call me Uncle Ning? Are the other two seniors?"
Xuan Mo was taken aback. It was Ning Rongrong who reacted first, blushing and pinching Xuan Mo's waist. After she transmitted her voice to his ear, Xuan Mo finally came to his senses and said excitedly, "Father-in-law, Grandpa Jian, Grandpa Gu." As soon as he said this, Ning Fengzhi and the other two showed satisfied smiles, while Ning Rongrong buried her head in Xuan Mo's chest.
At this moment, Gu Rong, standing beside Ning Fengzhi, suddenly teased, "Kid, since you're here to marry our little princess, have you prepared any suitable betrothal gifts? But you should know, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has no shortage of money."
"Grandpa Gu!" Although Ning Rongrong knew Gu Rong was joking, she still retorted unhappily, then hugged Xuan Mo's arm, "Mo, don't worry, I don't care about betrothal gifts."
"Hehehe, I was just joking."
Seeing Ning Rongrong's dissatisfaction, Gu Rong quickly touched the few hairs left on his head and smiled apologetically.
But just then, "A betrothal gift is indeed needed."
Hearing this, Ning Rongrong looked at the serious-looking Xuan Mo and glanced at Gu Rong, "Mo, I don't need a betrothal gift."
Xuan Mo's lips curled up, he stroked Ning Rongrong's hair, and comforted her, "Don't worry, I prepared a betrothal gift for you four years ago, just to marry you."
Ning Rongrong was stunned. Then, to everyone's astonishment, a dazzling stream of light emanated from the "Vajra."
"Wait, this is!"
Chen Xin and Gu Rong didn't hesitate. The moment the light appeared, two faint white and black lights emanated from their bodies, enveloping the entire hall.
"A soul bone, and a torso bone at that!"
Ning Fengzhi's eyes flashed with shock as he looked at Xuan Mo's soul bone, his horror growing even stronger. "The quality of this soul bone far surpasses any soul bone I've ever seen!"
At this moment, Chen Xin, who had been silent for a long time, also spoke up in a deep voice: "Moreover, based on the soul power contained within this soul bone, it's far more than just a ten-thousand-year soul bone."
"Old Sword, you mean..." Gu Rong's words trailed off, then he looked at Xuan Mo.
"Kid, I remember your sixth and seventh soul rings are both at the hundred-thousand-year level, right..."
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