Without the Dark Devilgod Tiger causing trouble, Ning Rongrong didn't take long to raise the age limit of her Soul Rings to the current maximum.
Around Ning Rongrong, the slowly rotating Nine Treasure Glazed Pagoda stood out prominently.
Each black Soul Ring was strikingly conspicuous.
Six black Soul Rings, along with the oppressive aura radiating outward, inexplicably gave off an innate sense of suppression. This had nothing to do with her martial soul it was purely a difference in dimensional presence.
Slowly opening her eyes, the Nine Treasure Glazed Pagoda dissolved into specks of light, quickly merging into her body.
After finishing her cultivation, Ning Rongrong exhaled a turbid breath, patted the dust off her clothes, and stood up.
"Breaking through to Xiantian probably won't be possible in the time we have left." Ning Rongrong had been cultivating, but she still had a clear sense of the passage of time.
Ning Fengzhi should already be on his way to Sunset Forest with his group, and the agreed-upon time with Tang Hao and the others was also approaching.
After forming a contract with the Dark Devilgod Tiger, she was still familiarizing herself with the power granted through the pact, and the tiger itself remained in deep slumber.
This really wasn't the right time for a breakthrough if something went wrong, it would be troublesome.
"I'll wait until that little cat wakes up." She just didn't know what form the Dark Devilgod Tiger would take after this awakening.
This method of forming a contract was somewhat similar to the spirit souls in The Legend of the Tang Sect, but at its core, it was something entirely different.
Seeing that Ning Rongrong had finished cultivating, Dugu Bo and Dugu Yan walked over.
"Rongrong, what's your current strength?" Dugu Yan's voice carried a note of curiosity.
"Probably somewhere between level 68 and 70." Ning Rongrong glanced at Dugu Bo. "Speaking of which, the agreed time is almost up, right?"
"Indeed." Dugu Bo nodded. "Sect Master will arrive either tomorrow or the day after."
"I'm quite curious, though why did you deliberately leave these few immortal-grade herbs behind?"
There were three immortal-grade herbs remaining in the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.
Love-Sick Crimson Beetle, Earth Dragon Golden Melon, Phoenix Cock's Comb, and Eight Petal Purple Fungus.
The Eight Petal Purple Fungus wasn't technically an immortal-grade herb, but its medicinal effects were still quite special.
"Don't you think sowing discord is quite fun?" Ning Rongrong's lips curled slightly.
"Sowing… discord?"
Dugu Yan and Dugu Bo exchanged puzzled glances.
Ning Rongrong continued, "The Heartbroken Acacia is reserved for Qian Renxue. The Earth Dragon Golden Melon may not be the best match for the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, but its effects are still remarkable."
"The Phoenix Cockscomb is more suited for Liu Erlong. As for the Eight Petal Purple Fungus…"
"It's far inferior to the Nine Petal Purple Fungus, but it can still be used by Spirit Masters like Yu Xiaogang, whose martial souls have flaws. In other words, it might slightly improve their innate potential."
"Of course, it won't turn them into Golden Holy Dragons."
"I don't understand…" Dugu Yan frowned in confusion. "Wouldn't this just strengthen our enemies?"
"It's a choice between four. I just want to see how Tang San will decide when the time comes."
"And what Yu Xiaogang will think. I already told Father to bring a recording-type soul tool for Qian Renxue when he comes."
"Given Qian Renxue's personality, she might record everything here and hand it over to Bibi Dong."
"All we have to do is watch the show. No need to worry too much it's just one immortal herb. It won't change anything."
Now wasn't the time to openly clash with the various factions. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School still needed time.
Truthfully, if not for the Dark Devilgod Tiger's appearance and the power it granted, Ning Rongrong would have reserved the Earth Dragon Golden Melon for Grandpa Bone to enhance the defensive compatibility of his martial soul.
But the Dark Devilgod Tiger's abilities surpassed even those of an immortal-grade herb like the Earth Dragon Golden Melon, so it wasn't necessary. All immortal-grade herbs had their limits in improving physical constitution.
Over the years, Grandpa Bone and Grandpa Sword's physiques had reached a point where no immortal-grade herb could significantly enhance them further.
"Raising two levels in six years is already extraordinary especially for a Super Douluo."
And so, Ning Rongrong, Dugu Yan, and Dugu Bo quietly waited for Ning Fengzhi and the others to arrive.
Ning Rongrong also occasionally directed her consciousness into the Nine Treasure Glazed Pagoda, observing the still-slumbering Dark Devilgod Tiger.
"I wonder when this little one will wake up."
Having discarded the malevolent influence of the Evil God, the Dark Devilgod Tiger would no longer be swayed by that energy into betraying her. She had full confidence in the contract.
Lost in thought, Ning Rongrong's gaze drifted past Dugu Yan and Dugu Bo, settling on the mist-shrouded Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.
"Once things here are settled, it'll be time to break through to the Xiantian realm."
The Soul Rings transformed from the Dark Devilgod Tiger's divine power were something to look forward to.
If the plan succeeded, she could try devouring the Sea God's divine will within the Vast Sea Cosmic Shroud.
What? Go to Sea God Island to undergo the trials?
Become the Sea God?
Ning Rongrong had considered participating in the Sea God's trials, but personally, she didn't care for the Sea God's methods.
Besides, even Tang San Tang Chen's great-grandson nearly died during his trial, and that was only because of Tang Chen's influence. Otherwise, he might have perished midway.
The Sea God Douluo Bo Saixi, second only to the gods, had to sacrifice herself for a trial-taker. No one would willingly accept that.
Moreover, Ning Rongrong wasn't fond of the idea of inheriting a godhood. It felt too much like a shackle.
Otherwise, these gods wouldn't be so eager to dump their divine seats on others and flee.
Godhood could wait for later!
Her own cultivation still had several stages to go.
It wasn't impossible to reach a level comparable to the gods.
The next morning.
Ning Fengzhi arrived at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well with a large group in tow.
Well, not exactly large just Tang San, Tang Hao, and the Golden Iron Triangle.
Ning Rongrong swept her gaze over the newcomers before finally settling on Ning Fengzhi and Grandpa Bone.
"Huh? Shouldn't Grandpa Sword be the one coming this time?"
"Rongrong, you still prefer your Grandpa Sword? How heartbreaking." Grandpa Bone pretended to wipe away nonexistent tears.
"N-No! You and Grandpa Sword are both my most important elders!" Ning Rongrong laughed awkwardly, knowing full well that Grandpa Bone was just teasing her.
"Uncle Bone, stop teasing Rongrong." Ning Fengzhi patted Grandpa Bone's shoulder and explained, "Uncle Sword is at a critical point in his training, so he couldn't come."
Critical, huh…
Ning Rongrong lowered her head in thought.
With outsiders present, Ning Fengzhi couldn't elaborate, but a single glance between father and daughter conveyed everything.
"That's great, then!" Ning Rongrong smiled faintly. "I look forward to seeing an even stronger Grandpa Sword when we return."
On the other side.
Tang San and the others were stunned by the sight before them the moment they arrived.
"The Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well… and these are immortal-grade herbs!"
"Tsk "
Tang San sucked in a sharp breath.
He had mentally prepared himself beforehand, but seeing one of the Three Great Treasure Bashes in person along with so many rare herbs, even immortal-grade ones was still overwhelming.
In Tang San's estimation, the most valuable among them was undoubtedly The Heartbroken Acacia.
He only had one chance to choose an immortal-grade herb, and with his current lack of strength, humility as befitting a disciple of the Tang Sect was necessary.
But before he could approach The Heartbroken Acacia, Qian Renxue (disguised as Xue Qinghe) stepped forward, holding a prepared container.
"Lord Poison Douluo, my teacher mentioned that I could select one immortal-grade herb to take back. Do you have any objections?"
Dugu Bo's expression darkened instantly. He turned his head, eyes wide as saucers.
"Sect Master, this is too much!"
"You're just giving away the most valuable herb in the garden to the Crown Prince of Heaven Dou?!"