108. Ready To Set Off

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Two girls were whispering in the room, but Ning Fengzhi was feeling frustrated.

It was understandable for Lu Yuan to refuse; after all, the embarrassing incident on the road left both parties feeling uneasy. And his subsequent response was not as impressive as Xue Qinghe's.

So, it was normal for Lu Yuan to decline his offer.

However..., One by one, Ma Hongjun, Oscar, Dai Mubai, and Zhu Zhuqing all rejected his solicitation. What did it mean?

Shrek Academy currently had only a few exceptional geniuses.

If his own daughter, as well as Lu Yuan and the 100,000-year-old transformed soul beast, were taken out of the equation, the remaining few geniuses had all turned down his proposal.

Although being rejected repeatedly wouldn't anger Ning Fengzhi, it still left him feeling frustrated and at a loss.

One of them was a genius possessing the Nine-headed Fire Phoenix, while the other was a food-type soul master with full soul power. Then there was the pair of soul masters with ancestral martial soul fusion skills.

As long as they didn't die young, they were core pillars.

Honestly, Ning Fengzhi believed that if he could recruit these people into the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School,

No! Let's take a step back!. Even if he successfully recruited just two out of these four individuals, the future of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School would no longer be uncertain.

Uncle Jian Gu from the previous generation would be there, and the next generation would be represented by these individuals. Then, he could confidently pass on the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to his daughter.

Unfortunately, his ideas were great, but reality didn't unfold according to his plans.

Thinking of this, Ning Fengzhi sitting on the bench couldn't help but take a deep breath and let out a long sigh.

"Teacher, what's wrong?" a gentle voice came from nearby.

Of course, the owner of the voice approached leisurely and sat down beside Ning Fengzhi.

Ning Fengzhi smiled faintly and waved his hand. "It's nothing."

"I don't know, what's happening with you, Qinghe?"

"Things are going well for me. I want to express my gratitude to you, teacher, for your help."

As soon as Xue Qinghe said these words, Ning Fengzhi immediately felt a bitter taste in his mouth.

Initially, he had come here with skepticism.

Even though he trusted his daughter Ning Rongrong, the description in the letter was so unbelievable that he couldn't bring himself to believe it.

Therefore, Ning Fengzhi hadn't deliberately blocked the news.

But he hadn't expected the genius to be successfully recruited by his disciple Xue Qinghe now.

Some things simply collided by chance, producing unexpected results.

If Lu Yuan hadn't come to Shrek Academy, he and Ning Rongrong would never have crossed paths.

If they hadn't crossed paths, Ning Rongrong wouldn't have mentioned the person named "Lu Yuan" in the letter.

In that case, Ning Fengzhi would have remained unaware.

And naturally, Xue Qinghe wouldn't have known either.

It goes to show that while the wings of a butterfly can't create a storm, they can stir up a breeze.

And when those breezes converge over time, a storm becomes inevitable.

"His Royal Highness has recruited another pillar for the Heacen Dou Empire! Allow me to congratulate His Royal Highness," Ning Fengzhi said, acknowledging the situation.

At this point, there was no use in saying more. Besides, this outcome had been expected.

Ning Fengzhi stood up, clasping his hands together, his gaze drifting away absentmindedly as he echoed Xue Qinghe's words.

Xue Qinghe also stood up promptly and respectfully responded, offering some words of comfort to slightly alleviate Ning Fengzhi's despondent mood.

Then, the two parted ways again.

Xue Qinghe had achieved his goal. But Ning Fengzhi still had room for effort. He couldn't come here and return empty-handed, right?

If that were the case, the reputation of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School would be utterly worthless!

The day passed by uneventfully.

Everything remained the same.

Ma Hongjun was practicing alone, Dai Mubai was being urged to practice by Zhu Zhuqing, Xiao Wu woke up early and happily sought out Lu Yuan, spending the whole day together.

"I'm level 30!" Oscar suddenly jumped off the bed, shouting in excitement.

Oscar's cultivation speed was not slow. To be honest, he was progressing faster than Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong, who were of the same age.

But the most important thing was that Oscar's attainment of level 30 didn't come from absorbing the soul power nurtured by the Immortal Herb.

Although absorbing the enhanced soul power of the Immortal Herb wouldn't harm their foundations, from another perspective, Ma Hongjun and Xiao Wu hadn't fully utilized the effects of the Immortal Herb.

Xiao Wu had absorbed the Heartbroken Red at level 30. Therefore, her first level of soul power hadn't improved.

And if Xiao Wu were to absorb the Heartbroken Red after acquiring a soul ring, conservatively estimated, her soul power would immediately rise to level 35!

Unfortunately, whether it was Xiao Wu or Ma Hongjun, the absorption of the Immortal Herb was for special effects.

One was to dispel the Evil Fire. The other was to mask their aura.

Therefore, whether or not the soul power improves is not important in the face of these effects.

However, for Oscar, the effects of the Immortal Herb were undoubtedly inferior to the improvement of his soul power level.

Didn't he deliberately choose not to absorb the fairy grass? Wasn't his hope to reach level 30 through his own efforts, absorb a soul ring, and then absorb the fairy grass in the end, taking a leap forward?

So, he abruptly dragged the fat man down, waiting for him for over 20 days. And today... He finally reached level 30.

Oscar's ecstatic cries and howls didn't escape anyone's notice.

Shrek Academy was only so big. The four Titled Douluo were here, as were the four Soul Saints, plus a reincarnator whose body had been tampered.

Even the sound of a rustling leaf couldn't go unnoticed by these people!

Before long, Zao Wuji burst into the room, forcefully interrupting Oscar's excited shouts.

He heard everything. Did the two Majesties hear it too?

It was only because of his respect for Shrek Academy and his unwillingness to interfere in its internal affairs that he didn't personally interrupt.

But if Oscar was allowed to continue howling like a wolf...

"What are you shouting about? Keep shouting, and I'll give you a discount on your legs. Do you believe me or not? Level 30? What's there to shout about? Look at you, worthless kid."

Zao Wujii poured a bucket of cold water, immediately silencing Oscar. At the same time, Oscar couldn't help but reflect on his actions.

Indeed. There was nothing to shout about at level 30.

The Boss was the same age as them, a little younger than that guy Dai Mubai. But his cultivation base was over fifty levels, with a spirit ring ratio of four black and one red.

Was the Boss shouting? No. So, what was there for Oscar to shout about? After such a comparison, Oscar suddenly felt... useless.

However, the self-critical Oscar failed to see the satisfied look in Zao Wuji's eyes. Was Oscar truly as useless as he believed? Not necessarily. Being twelve years old and at level 30...

In any place, any organization, any academy, they would be considered core members. Even in the Spirit Hall, he would be a candidate member of the golden generation!

Zhao Wou-ki vaguely remembered... When he was twelve years old, his cultivation should have been at the twenty-sixth level. If things went well in the future...

With the Immortal Herb given by that kid Lu Yuan, and then absorbing a soul ring within a limited number of years, if luck was on his side, his soul power improvement would be based on the upper limit.

At the same age, Oscar surpassed him by a full ten levels..What kind of talent was this? Zhao Wou-ki couldn't make an exact estimate. But... Someone made an exact estimate for him.

Chen Xin slowly opened his eyes, and a sharp sword gleam flickered in his pupils.

"If you don't die young, you'll become a Titled Douluo before the age of fifty," he commented.

Unfortunately, sometimes people stumble, just as horses stumble.

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