Chapter 41 crazy ning fengzi

"Your room is surprisingly tidy," remarked Hu Leina, glancing around at the well-kept space Hun Yu was staying in.

"Do you prefer it to be messy?" Hun Yu joked, prompting a playful response from Hu Leina.

Amused by Hun Yu's remark, Hu Leina replied, "Well, if you insist, I can make your words come true." Hun Yu simply waved his hand, signaling a decline.

"You stay there, I'll prepare the tea," Hun Yu said, pointing towards the sofa.

Hu Leina, comfortably seated on the sofa, eagerly waited for Hun Yu to make the tea. In the meantime, she took the opportunity to explore the room, observing her surroundings.

After a while, Hun Yu returned from the kitchen with two cups of tea, one for himself and the other for Hu Leina. How could he resist having a cup when he was the one who made it?

As Hu Leina stood near the window, she sensed Hun Yu's arrival. Turning back, she saw him holding the two cups of tea. She graciously accepted one cup and invited Hun Yu, who was sitting on the sofa, to join her at the window.

"Why don't you come here? You can enjoy the tea while taking in the breathtaking city view and feeling the gentle breeze," Hu Leina suggested, inviting Hun Yu to join her.

Being a nature enthusiast, Hun Yu quickly stood up from the sofa and made his way to the window where Hu Leina was standing. After a while, Hu Leina exclaimed, "I must say, this is the most incredible tea I've ever had," gazing at the mesmerizing sight of Spirit Hall.

Unbeknownst to Hu Leina, Hun Yu thought to himself, "Of course it's great, considering it's from my previous world."

"By the way, what ingredients did you use to make this exceptional tea? Can you share the recipe with me? I'd love to give it a try," Hu Leina inquired, curious about Hun Yu's secret.

Hun Yu looked at Hu Leina, who had asked for his tea recipe. He couldn't refuse her request, considering she had saved him once, and the gift at the market also counted.

"Hmm... I used water, tea leaves, sugar, and some ordinary milk," Hun Yu revealed, observing Hu Leina as she took notes.

After some delightful conversation, Hu Leina bid farewell and left the hotel,

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Pope palace, spirit hall

Inside the Pope's palace, within the grandeur of Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong sat upon the illustrious Pope throne, her gaze fixed upon the ceiling. By her side stood Hu Leina, who had just returned from Hun Yu's room.

Curious about the progress, Bibi Dong inquired, "How are things going?"

Hu Leina responded with confidence, "Teacher, everything is progressing splendidly."

With a discerning look in her eyes, Bibi Dong emphasized, "It must be. I want you to ensure his admission into Spirit Hall, no matter the cost."

Hu Leina nodded respectfully and replied, "Yes, Teacher. I will do whatever it takes."

Acknowledging Hu Leina's commitment, Bibi Dong commanded, "You may leave."

With a final bow, Hu Leina took her leave.

...

In The room Hun Yu was sitting and examining the Sword as he closely examined it.

"hmm what's so special about this sword "thought Hun Yu

"well wll see it later firstly i need to find how to fix this rusty sword"as he though

as he put the sword aside

lied on the bed and drifted in the sleep

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In the room, Hun Yu sat examining the sword closely, his thoughts curious about its special qualities.

"Hmm, what's so special about this sword?" he pondered.

"Well, we'll see that later. First, I need to figure out how to fix this rusty blade," he thought to himself, setting the sword aside gently.

Lying down on the bed, he drifted into a peaceful sleep...

The next morning, Hun Yu woke up early and got ready to meet up with his teammates. He gathered his clothes, headed towards their rooms, and knocked on Yu Tianheng's door. After a while, the door opened, and a young man stepped out, looking at Hun Yu quizzically.

"What are you doing here so early in the morning?" Yu Tianheng asked.

"Well, we have important matters to take care of, and you, the team leader, are still sleeping," replied Hun Yu.

Hearing Hun Yu's words, Yu Tianheng felt embarrassed. Soon, all the teammates were assembled in the room.

DuGo Yan broke the silence, asking, "So, why are we here?" Yu Tianheng turned his attention to Hun Yu.

"We're here to discuss the strategy," Hun Yu replied.

"Strategy against whom? Shrek Academy? We can easily defeat them," snickered DuGo Yan.

After discussing the strategy, everyone else left, leaving only Hun Yu and Yu Tianheng behind.

"What is it?" Yu Tianheng asked.

"Do you know anything important about Shrek Academy?" Hun Yu inquired.

Yu Tianheng thought for a moment and responded, "I know one or two things."

"What are those one or two things?" Hun Yu pressed further.

"Well, you know that guy named Tang San, with the twin martial spirit," Yu Tianheng began.

"Yes, the one with the hammer spirit," Hun Yu acknowledged.

"From what I found out, that guy's father might be Haotian Duoluo," Yu Tianheng revealed.

"Hmm, Haotian Duoluo? He might be from the Haotian tribe," Hun Yu contemplated, nodding his head.

"And what's the second thing?" Hun Yu inquired once more.

"Well, the second thing is also about Tang San. He uses some kind of weird weapons. You have to be cautious against him, as he seems to be skilled in using poison," Yu Tianheng cautioned.

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Hun Yu strolled leisurely towards an open and tranquil spot, perfect for cultivation. Surrounded by trees and a serene pond, it provided a beautiful setting for him to settle on top of a rock and begin his cultivation. As he was about to finish, he sensed the presence of another person nearby. Turning to look, he noticed a man standing there, holding a staff-like object.

"Who are you?" Hun Yu asked the man curiously.

The man smiled warmly and replied, "Little friend, I am Ning Fengzi, the patriarch of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect." He introduced himself to Hun Yu.

"What does Sect Master need from this junior?" Hun Yu asked directly.

Ning Fengzi chuckled at the straightforward question and said, "I just want to talk to you about something. This place may not be the best spot for it."

"Hmm, let's go then," Hun Yu agreed, unable to refuse the request.

Inside a luxurious room, seated at a table, were Hun Yu and Ning Fengzi, accompanied by Sword Douluo. As they conversed, a girl , followed by a young boy. The girl excitedly called Ning Fengzi "Dad" and expressed her concern for not finding him sooner.

Ning Fengzi patted his daughter's head affectionately and introduced her to Hun Yu. After their private conversation, Hun Yu asked Ning Fengzi about the purpose of their meeting.

Ning Fengzi paused for a moment, taking his daughter Ning Rongrong's hand. He calmly said, "I want to give my daughter's hand to you. In simple terms, I want you to marry my daughter."

Hun Yu's mind was struck with lightning as this proposal was completely unexpected. Ning Rongrong also seemed shocked by her father's words, and Oscar, the white-haired boy, had an expression like he had eaten but he can not say anything in this matter.

"But Dad!" Ning Rongrong protested, her face on the verge of tears.

"No 'buts,'" Ning Fengzi ordered sternly, raising his voice.

Hoping for support, Ning Rongrong turned to Sword Douluo, but he chose to stay out of the matter, despite his affection for her. Feeling ignored, Ning Rongrong lowered her head, tears streaming from her eyes.

Ning Fengzi looked at Hun Yu, awaiting his response.

"Uncle Ning, I don't think your daughter and I are suitable for each other. She seems to be around 14-15, and I'm 21, so I don't think we're compatible," Hun Yu explained.

Ning Fengzi regarded Hun Yu thoughtfully and continued, "So, the main problem is the age difference? Well, it doesn't really matter, but you are right, Rongrong is still young for marriage. Promise me that we will talk about this again when she turns 18."

Hun Yu found himself in a serious dilemma, caught between the pressure of accepting the marriage proposal and the fear of the consequences if he refused. As he considered his options, he couldn't help but think about Renxue, the one he truly loved and sought to find. If he agreed to marry Ning Rongrong now, how would he ever be able to fulfill his journey to find Renxue? It seemed like an impossible situation.

After a moment of contemplation, Hun Yu decided on the best course of action. He couldn't outright reject Ning Fengzi's proposal, but he also couldn't commit to marrying someone else while his heart belonged to Renxue.

"Alright, Uncle Ning, we will talk about this when Rongrong turns 18," he said with a composed demeanor, looking directly at Ning Rongrong to reassure her.

With this temporary resolution in place, Hun Yu engaged in a conversation with Ning Fengzi on various topics before finally making his way back home.

As he walked, his thoughts weighed heavily on the promise he had just made. "I didn't agree to marry her; I only agreed to talk about it when she turns 18. It's not my fault if I decide against it after a few years," he reasoned with himself. Deep down, he couldn't bear the thought of marrying anyone other than Renxue, the woman he loved with all his heart.

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{A/N If someone gave me a choice, to die or marry Ning Rongrong, I would choose death. 👾 }