Soul Land: I Became the Pope from the Beginning

Chapter 118: Ning Fengzhi's Martial Soul Evolves to Eight Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, Ning Rongrong's Arranged Life

As Ning Fengzhi's skin turned red, looking as if he had been roasted, steaming hot, it startled Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo, and Ning Rongrong.

They immediately lost their composure, looking at Tang San with eyes full of doubt that seemed capable of piercing him.

"Cough, cough, this is a normal reaction to consuming an Immortal Herb, and it's why I had Uncle Ning refine the Immortal Herb. Otherwise, if Ning Rongrong had absorbed it, she might have exploded and died long ago."

Tang San seemed to have anticipated everyone's reaction and spoke with confidence, though he wasn't sure if Ning Rongrong would explode if she refined the Beautiful Silk Tulip.

But they didn't know, so it was fine for him to mislead them to death.

"Alright, I hope you're not lying, kid."

Bone Douluo looked at the proud Tang San, snorted in displeasure, then turned his gaze to Ning Fengzhi, who was continuously twisting his body.

Ning Rongrong also felt a lingering fear; if she had refined the Beautiful Silk Tulip, she would probably be even more miserable than her father was now.

She might even have burst out of her clothes.

Just thinking about it was embarrassing. Ning Rongrong also looked at Ning Fengzhi, who was twisting and rolling on the ground, and began to worry.

What if he didn't make it through? She anxiously asked, "Tang San, what if my father doesn't make it?"

"Don't worry, Uncle Ning is a Soul Saint at Level 79; he won't be in any danger."

Tang San spoke with a hint of guilt but without changing his expression. Ever since he learned that absorbing an Immortal Herb required enduring pain unbearable to ordinary people, he had temporarily abandoned the idea of absorbing the Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew.

After all, his Purple Demon Eye had already reached the Mustard Seed Realm based on his previous life's experience, so he didn't need the Full Moon Wearing Autumn Dew now.

He could wait until he broke through to the Boundless Sea Realm before absorbing it, which would also give him time to find a way to suppress the excruciating pain before making a decision.

After a long while.

"Hoo-ha~ Hoo-ha~"

The deep red color on Ning Fengzhi's body faded, and he was drenched in sweat, his eyes filled with bloodshot veins.

He had endured it all and had even gained a blessing from misfortune. Because half of the violent medicinal power had been lost, coupled with his Soul Saint cultivation, he had refined a portion of the medicinal power.

"Quick, check your Martial Soul, Fengzhi."

Sword Douluo examined Ning Fengzhi's body and found nothing amiss, nor did he sense any approaching collapse in his meridians.

His already near-collapse body was covered by vibrant medicinal power, exuding a sense of vitality that obscured Sword Douluo's perception.

"Eh! It evolved, it evolved!"

Ning Fengzhi excitedly summoned his Martial Soul.

In an instant, a glazed pagoda shimmering with eight colorful lights appeared in Ning Fengzhi's palm.

"One, two, three... eight layers!"

Ning Fengzhi felt a surge of excitement, but then a sense of loss quickly followed. He couldn't help but sigh and say, "The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, did it not appear after all?"

"Father, the Eight Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is already very good. We at least know that the Beautiful Silk Tulip can evolve our Martial Soul. We can draw it down and let future generations search for it; the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda will appear."

Ning Rongrong saw that Ning Fengzhi's mood was off and spoke to comfort him. After all, Ning Fengzhi had already done very well.

Becoming the number one sect in the world, and possessing the Eight Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, second only to the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda of the founding ancestor, he was already among the top-ranked sect masters throughout history.

"Heh heh, Rongrong is right."

Ning Fengzhi looked gentle on the surface, but inwardly, he was still sighing.

What did Ning Rongrong understand? How could she understand his obsession with the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda? What he wanted was not merely to lead the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to prosperity; he wanted to advance the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect further, to become an existence like Spirit Hall.

However, their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect itself lacked a Title Douluo, which was a major weakness. Even with Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, they could only maintain the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's dominant position.

Moreover, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo couldn't protect the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect forever; they would die, and he would die. What he could do was to make the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

To produce their own Title Douluo, even if it meant sacrificing everything.

It was for this reason that he paid extra attention to Ning Rongrong when she awakened her Level 9 soul power.

Nothing else, but because Ning Rongrong had high talent. If not for the limitations of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, she would become a Title Douluo in the future.

And the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect also had other Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda owners, some of whom had innate Level 8 soul power.

Ning Fengzhi had originally thought that by combining two people with higher talent, the legendary Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda might appear.

However, although this would deeply hurt Ning Rongrong, he had no choice for the sake of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. He had to make the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect even more prosperous under his leadership.

Although Ning Rongrong was his daughter, she naturally had to obey his choice. After all, the sect had raised Ning Rongrong for so many years. If there was even a slight chance of giving birth to the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul, why couldn't Ning Rongrong agree?

This was not something Ning Rongrong could refuse. Even if Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo disagreed, Ning Rongrong was still going to get married.

At that time, if the sect threatened Ning Rongrong to agree, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo would have no reason to stop Ning Rongrong from "voluntarily" marrying, right?

The idea was good, but Ning Fengzhi was overly ambitious, yet lacked the strength to back it up, having only a bit of cleverness.

But he didn't understand that an auxiliary sect, especially one that would never produce a Soul Douluo, relying on outsiders to become a continental overlord-level force, was already its limit.

For an auxiliary sect to become the master of the continent was simply a joke. They would probably be annihilated by a joint force of the continent the moment they announced their intention to dominate.

It was a bit of a pipe dream, and his methods were somewhat unscrupulous. He appeared to be a gentle and refined gentleman, but who knew what he was like behind the scenes?

If a plan were highly feasible and required others to make appropriate sacrifices, that would be acceptable. But Ning Fengzhi's plan was purely wishful thinking; all his efforts and sacrifices would amount to nothing, utterly worthless.

"Uncle Ning needn't worry. I still have another Immortal Herb here called the Jade Grass, which is of the same origin as the Beautiful Silk Tulip, but its medicinal power is violent, and absorption is somewhat difficult. It just depends on whether Uncle Ning is willing to take the gamble."

Tang San naturally knew that Ning Fengzhi couldn't become the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, so he took out another jade box, which contained the originally plucked leaves of the Beautiful Silk Tulip.

"We'll take it."

Ning Fengzhi's eyes lit up, clearly not intending to miss this opportunity. Could failure shatter the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?

"One hundred million golden soul coins. However, this Immortal Herb's medicinal power is a bit weaker, and if it fails, please forgive me for not being able to refund the golden soul coins."

Tang San feigned an apology, handed the jade box to Ning Fengzhi, and smoothly accepted ten gold cards, each worth ten million golden soul coins.

A smile appeared on his face. He couldn't guarantee what consequences or situations would arise from consuming this item.

"By the way, Uncle Ning has already consumed an Immortal Herb. An Immortal Herb can only be taken once. Taking it again might cause one to explode and die, so I suggest giving it to someone else."

Fearing that Ning Fengzhi would keep it for himself, Tang San spoke kindly.

An ambitious but powerless Ning Fengzhi, and a Ning Rongrong who was about to be crippled, would not be able to stir up any trouble in the future. They would undoubtedly be stepping stones for his Tang Sect to achieve fame and glory.

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