Chapter 11: I Can't Tell—Really, I Can't Tell at All!
Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Inside an ornate, luxurious room.
Ning Rongrong suddenly jolted awake. Cold sweat covered her forehead, and her eyes were filled with terror.
"Was it… a dream?"
A hoarse voice escaped her lips, like a fish that hadn't tasted water for far too long—desperate, suffocating.
"Grandpa Sword… Grandpa Bone… they didn't even look at me one last time before they died. Especially Grandpa Sword—I was the one who drove away his most prized disciple."
"After he left, even Father never looked at me again. Even after I became a Titled Douluo, he didn't say another word to me…"
"I was just joking with him. Why… Why did he kill Oscar?!"
"Oscar… he was my companion."
Tears welled in Ning Rongrong's eyes. She could no longer tell reality from dreams.
It felt too real—so real that she truly couldn't tell anymore.
They were dead.
They died at the hands of the Rakshasa God and the Angel God.
Everyone died. All of them!
Only that heartless, emotionless Wine Sword Douluo had broken through to godhood before the great battle and ascended in broad daylight.
After a long while…
Ning Rongrong looked at her reflection in the mirror, her face filled with confusion.
"Was this a dream—or rebirth?"
In this life, he did not exist in her world. They were not childhood sweethearts. They were never engaged…
He had never appeared in her life at all.
"Rongrong, the sword in my hand will protect you for a lifetime."
"Rongrong, this is the Beautiful Silk Tulip. It can evolve your martial soul."
"Rongrong, what kind of soul ring do you want?"
"You… in the end, you chose an outsider."
There were no cruel words.
The cruelest thing was indifference—and silence.
He killed Oscar without a word, divorced her, and from that moment on, she realized the world did not revolve around her.
The two grandfathers no longer looked at her.
Her father. The clansmen. All of them treated her with cold eyes.
She had driven away Chen Xin's beloved disciple—the most talented, most brilliant genius the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had produced in a thousand years!
All because of a wavering joke, said just to test how much he loved her.
And as a result—
Her world collapsed.
"Brother Wang Li… you said you would protect Rongrong for a lifetime. You broke your promise!"
Silent tears slid down her cheeks and fell to the floor.
She, Ning Rongrong, was absolutely reborn—given a chance to make up for the regrets of her past life.
But in this life… he was unwilling to appear before her at all.
"I—I'm leaving the sect. I will find you!"
As for Shrek Academy—to hell with Shrek Academy!
After dying once, Ning Rongrong finally understood what was truly worth cherishing and what kinds of jokes should never be made.
Can feelings be treated as a prank?
She was wrong!
Her Brother Wang Li was a peerless genius under heaven. How could she have been blind enough to fancy Oscar?
It had only been to tease him…
Once a lie begins, the ending becomes impossible to control.
Ning Rongrong packed her belongings and "escaped" from the sect. Just like in her previous life, she encountered no obstruction whatsoever.
"Father wanted to trick me into going to Shrek Academy, huh… heh."
With memories of an entire lifetime, she was no longer a child.
Rumors suddenly spread within the sect that Shrek Academy in Suo Tuo City was a monster academy, where all the students were monsters.
And they were deliberately let slip into her ears.
If those rumors hadn't been spread by Ning Fengzhi himself, how could a great sect like the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect propagate information about some nameless, uncertified academy?
Besides, she was merely a Soul Grandmaster—and a support-type at that.
How could she possibly "escape" from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect without anyone noticing?
"Despicable Ning Fengzhi. You tricked me like this in my previous life, too!"
"I'm so mischievous and love causing trouble—why didn't you ever discipline me?!"
"You indulged me until I made an unforgivable mistake!"
Ning Rongrong fumed inwardly.
Ning Fengzhi: "???"
Fortunately, Ning Fengzhi had no idea what Ning Rongrong was thinking. Otherwise, he would have coughed up three liters of blood on the spot.
He wanted to discipline her.
But Chen Xin and Gu Rong protected her—how was he supposed to?
Forget hitting her—he couldn't even scold her twice.
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The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was located on Seven Treasure Mountain outside Heaven Dou City, not far from the capital.
The Sunset Forest was also outside Heaven Dou City, likewise not far away.
Ning Rongrong first arrived at the village at the foot of Seven Treasure Mountain and began asking around for information about Wang Li.
After some inquiries, she found nothing useful.
It was as if Wang Li had never appeared in this village at all.
This made Ning Rongrong feel extremely dejected—she had failed before she even truly began.
Clenching her small fists, Ning Rongrong's expression turned resolute.
"I will find you!"
Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
"What?"
Upon learning that Ning Rongrong had left the sect but did not go to Suo Tuo City—instead running around asking about someone named Wang Li—Ning Fengzhi fell into deep thought.
From Ning Rongrong's birth until now, every person she had ever come into contact with was clear to him.
Among them, there was absolutely no one named Wang Li!
That Ning Rongrong was searching for someone she had never met—how could this not make Ning Fengzhi suspicious?
"Where is she now?"
"Reporting to Sect Master: the young miss is still in the sect's affiliated villages, searching for Wang Li."
"Mm. Continue monitoring her."
"Yes, Sect Master."
Ning Fengzhi shook his head, his expression filled with confusion and bewilderment.
Just who was this Wang Li that Ning Rongrong was searching for?
At the same time, Ning Rongrong was still looking for Wang Li.
She muttered angrily to herself,
"Damn it, Wang Li—don't let this young miss find you!"
"Otherwise, I'll definitely give you a few children, then properly discipline them!"
The hidden guards: "???"
They were completely numb.
Who was this Wang Li, exactly?!
The young miss was only twelve years old—how could she have such terrifying thoughts?!
On the Douluo Continent, people matured early.
There were plenty who married at fourteen.
But Ning Rongrong was still far too young—at the very least, she should wait until eighteen, right?
When Ning Fengzhi received this report, his vision went black. He immediately issued an order—
"Every branch under the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is to find this Wang Li!"
"He must understand exactly what kind of pressure and fear comes with being the sect master of one of the Upper Three Sects!"
Though furious, Ning Fengzhi also sank into deep contemplation.
He investigated again—and still found no trace of Wang Li whatsoever!
With the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's intelligence network, combined with the complete list of people Ning Rongrong had ever met—
There was absolutely, positively no Wang Li!
"Could this Wang Li… be someone Rongrong imagined?"
Ning Fengzhi had no choice but to consider this possibility. His intelligence network could not be wrong.
Which meant—there was only one explanation.
At this moment, Wang Li had just walked out of the Sunset Forest.
His harvest there was enormous—he had filled a total of six soul ring slots.
His soul power level had also reached Rank 70!
Yes—Rank 70!
With just one more soul ring, he would be able to break through to Soul Saint.
However, the soul beasts within the Sunset Forest no longer met Wang Li's requirements.
He needed at least a hundred-thousand-year soul ring to fill his seventh slot.
Martial Soul True Body was a major watershed—it was best filled with a god-given soul ring!
A hundred-thousand-year soul ring… could only be considered barely acceptable.
"Hopefully, the next simulation will give me a soul ring."
"As for ferocious beasts… they're not easy to kill."
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End of Chapter