"Ahaha, White Jade Emerald Hairpin… gets one gold spirit coin."
"Deal." Ning Rongrong casually took a gold spirit coin from her pocket and placed it on the stall, giving the hairpin to Chen Qingling as a meeting gift.
"The hairpin, I… I'll give it to you as a meeting gift."
"Mm-hmm!"
Chen Qingling's eyes lit up as she took the hairpin and examined it from every angle, clearly very fond of it.
Wearing the hairpin, her already pure face gained a touch of scholarly elegance.
Ning Rongrong was utterly mesmerized.
This was the most beautiful girl she had ever seen, like a little fairy stepped out of a painting, pure and untainted.
Standing next to Chen Qingling, Ning Rongrong felt an absurd sense of inferiority.
"Let's go, we're returning to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."
Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Assembly Hall.
Ning Fengzhi, the Sect Master, sat in the main seat, leisurely sipping his tea.
Chen Xin and his companions walked in.
"This is…"
Chen Xin spoke first to explain, "Fengzhi, this is someone I met in the Star Dou Great Forest."
"What!"
Ning Fengzhi, who was drinking tea, almost spat it out, his expression one of shock.
A little girl alone in the Star Dou Great Forest?
What kind of place was the Star Dou Great Forest? Spirit Beasts roamed everywhere, and with the slightest misstep, even Title Douluo could be in danger, let alone a little girl who couldn't even lift a chicken.
Could she possess extraordinary abilities?
Ning Fengzhi released his spirit power to sense, and immediately understood the little girl's strength.
A Spirit Master who had just obtained a Spirit Ring.
Ning Rongrong giggled, "Heeheehee, I knew you'd make that face, Daddy!"
"When Grandpa Jian and I first met Qingling, it was just like you,"
Ning Fengzhi, seated, tried to calm his inner turmoil. "Uncle Jian…"
"Hahaha, Fengzhi, don't rush. I'll explain it to you slowly."
"She is my Sword Douluo Chen Xin's disciple, Chen Qingling."
"What!"
Ning Fengzhi could no longer sit still. He jumped up in shock, his gaze a mix of scrutiny and surprise as he looked at Chen Qingling.
Being accepted as a disciple by Sword Douluo Chen Xin proved that Chen Qingling's talent was absolutely not lacking.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's greatest shortage was precisely powerful individuals like Sword Douluo Chen Xin. If she could be cultivated well, it would also add to their strength. "Good, good, good!"
"Her Martial Soul has never been recorded on the continent. It's called the Goddess of Light Butterfly, and she has Innate Full Spirit Power."
"Innate Full Spirit Power!" Ning Fengzhi's eyes widened, his gaze fixed on Chen Qingling. "May I know your father's esteemed name?"
What did Innate Full Spirit Power represent? It represented a genius rarely seen in a hundred years!
It meant she had the potential to become a Title Douluo! Someone like this, taken in as a disciple by Chen Xin, would surely achieve great things in the future.
Chen Xin and Ning Rongrong's hearts skipped a beat. They hadn't asked who Chen Qingling's father was from beginning to end.
Perhaps the continent had records of him? But this was just Chen Xin's guess.
After all, how could a strong individual who chose to live in seclusion leave any trace in the mundane world?
Suddenly, three gazes fell upon Chen Qingling simultaneously.
"Uh…"
"Don't look at me like that…"
Being stared at by so many eyes made Chen Qingling feel very uncomfortable.
"Cough, cough, cough."
Chen Xin cleared his throat, diffusing the awkward atmosphere.
"My father's name is Chen Shenggge."
The name Chen Shenggge echoed through the vast assembly hall, lingering in the minds of Ning Fengzhi and the other two.
Ning Fengzhi's mind raced, but he couldn't recall anyone by that name, as if she had appeared out of thin air.
Chen Xin, however, frowned.
Just as he had expected, the continent held no trace of such a person, preventing him from experiencing the demeanor of a reclusive powerhouse.
Ning Rongrong grew even more curious about Chen Qingling's father, yearning to unveil his mysterious persona and meet him.
She was unaware that this childhood thought would later become an obsession.
"Dad, where is Grandpa Bone? Why don't I see him?"
Ning Rongrong suitably changed the topic, breaking the silence.
"Uncle Bone…"
"He should be getting close to finishing."
Ning Fengzhi recalled that Gu Rong had gained some insight a few days prior and had gone into seclusion to break through.
"Hahahaha, I've arrived at the perfect time! Rongrong, have you missed me!"
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