Chapter 46: First Encounter with Ning Rongrong and Dugu Yan
Soon, Dugu Yan and her group finished eating and casually strolled around Nuoding City.
On the streets of Nuoding City, pedestrians bustled about.
Compared to the prosperity of Heaven Dou Imperial City, this border town appeared somewhat dilapidated and backward.
On the way to Nuoding Academy, Ning Rongrong's gaze flickered slightly as she quietly sent a private message to Dugu Yan through the diary copy's private chat interface.
[Ning Rongrong: Sister Yan Yan, I just thought of a problem.]
[Ning Rongrong: In the diary, Lin Yuan only knows that I have the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. But because of the system's reward, mine is now the Eight Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!]
[Ning Rongrong: If I accidentally let it slip when we meet, will he start suspecting that we also have systems?]
Walking beside her, Dugu Yan froze for a moment when she saw the message.
This really was a problem.
After all, the Eight Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda was something unheard of even in the entire history of the Douluo Continent.
[Dugu Yan: Emm… yeah, that really is hard to explain.]
[Dugu Yan: But don't worry too much. If you really slip up, just play dumb.]
[Dugu Yan: You have innate full soul power anyway. A little "benign mutation" in your martial soul sounds pretty reasonable, doesn't it?]
Clearly, Dugu Yan didn't have a particularly good solution either. All she could do was tell Ning Rongrong to act dumb and avoid exposing any other flaws.
The two discussed things enthusiastically in private messages, convinced they were being flawless.
Little did they know—appearing in Nuoding City itself was already the biggest flaw of all!
Two noble young ladies, leaving perfectly good high-level academies behind, bringing Titled Douluo with them just to "relax" in a backwater town like this?
Even a ghost wouldn't believe that excuse.
…
Nuoding Academy, training field.
The midday sun was a bit harsh, but for Lin Yuan, this was the perfect time to temper his body.
Holding the God-Killing Spear, Lin Yuan moved like lightning, practicing the basic spear forms recorded in the Chaos God-Killing Codex.
Thrust, lift, sweep, crash!
With every thrust of the spear, a low explosive boom echoed through the air. Fallen leaves around him were swept up by the spear wind and cleanly sliced in half midair.
At the edge of the training field, beneath the shade of a tree—
Xiao Wu sat on a stone bench. She looked like she was resting, but in truth, she was restless.
From time to time, she lifted her head and glanced toward the academy gate. Her rabbit ears stood up nervously, then drooped back down.
"Strange…"
Lin Yuan retracted his spear, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and walked over to Xiao Wu.
"Xiao Wu, what's wrong with you today?"
"You've been absent-minded since morning. Even when you were practicing your leg techniques earlier, you couldn't focus."
"You look… a bit anxious?"
Xiao Wu's delicate body stiffened abruptly.
Crap!
Was she being too obvious?
That was the mutual resonance between diary copies!
As those two women drew closer, the diary in her mind kept vibrating, constantly warning her that "others like her" were approaching.
"N-nothing!"
Xiao Wu's eyes darted around as she hastily made up an excuse.
"It's just that my leg technique cultivation recently hit a bottleneck. It feels like something's missing, so I've been a bit anxious."
Lin Yuan nodded thoughtfully, inwardly amused. Xiao Wu really was terrible at lying.
Looks like some "guests" he doesn't know about have arrived.
As Lin Yuan was thinking this, he casually lifted his head—and instantly locked onto the entrance of the training field.
There, four figures were strolling leisurely.
Walking at the front were two stunningly beautiful girls.
One wore a light green fitted outfit, with a hot figure and a hint of wildness about her.
The other wore a cyan dress, exuding noble grace, like a princess stepping out of a painting.
However, Lin Yuan's gaze didn't linger on them for long.
His attention was immediately drawn to the two elderly men behind them.
The one on the left had dark green hair draped over his shoulders, sinister eyes, and an icy aura that warned others to keep their distance.
As for the one on the right—Lin Yuan's pupils contracted slightly.
A spotless white robe, silver hair combed immaculately.
He was clearly just walking casually, yet his entire being resembled a sheathed sword!
The sharpness was restrained, yet omnipresent!
"This feeling…"
Lin Yuan's heart stirred. Not only was he unafraid, but the spear intent within him began to boil of its own accord.
This was the excitement of encountering a fellow powerhouse!
'The green-haired old poison freak, and the Sword Douluo with sword intent soaring to the heavens.'
'Heh. They've finally arrived.'
Lin Yuan chuckled inwardly. The God-Killing Spear in his hand trembled slightly, letting out a clear hum.
Later than he'd expected.
Originally, he thought that the moment Dugu Yan learned he had a way to detox her, she would have rushed over immediately.
Who knew she'd drag it out this long?
But arriving was what mattered.
"Hmm?"
Almost the instant Lin Yuan looked toward Chen Xin—
The guardian deity of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the Sword Douluo, known as the continent's number one in attack power, suddenly halted.
Those eyes, once calm like an ancient well, instantly turned razor-sharp as they locked onto the youth standing at the center of the training field.
"What terrifying spear intent!"
Chen Xin was shaken.
He had only come along to accompany his sect's little princess for some leisure. He hadn't spared a thought for the academy's students at all.
Yet just now, he had sensed an extremely pure, domineering intent—one that even carried a trace of destruction!
Though still immature, its essence was astonishingly high, so much so that it resonated with his Seven Kill Sword!
"Just a six- or seven-year-old child?"
Chen Xin looked at Lin Yuan, his shock deepening.
"Only a few months after awakening his martial soul, and he's already cultivated spear intent?"
"What kind of monstrous talent is this?"
At this moment, as the distance closed—
The diary copies in Ning Rongrong's and Dugu Yan's minds vibrated at peak intensity.
Their gazes instantly locked onto the adorable girl with the scorpion braid beside Lin Yuan.
"That must be Xiao Wu, right?"
"So cute!"
Ning Rongrong thought to herself. She then adjusted her skirt, putting on the standard smile of a noble young lady.
Taking graceful steps, she walked straight toward Lin Yuan.
"Hello there."
With her hands clasped behind her back, Ning Rongrong smiled sweetly at Lin Yuan, curiosity filling her eyes.
"May I get to know you?"
"My name is Ning Rongrong."
"I noticed you practicing spear techniques from afar just now. I don't really understand spear arts, but it felt incredibly imposing."
Faced with the proactive approach of this "Seven-Treasure Little Rich Girl,"
Lin Yuan showed neither surprise nor flattery.
He flicked his wrist, and the God-Killing Spear dissolved into specks of black light.
Then he nodded politely, his tone calm and indifferent.
"Hello. My name is Lin Yuan. May I ask what you need?"
Seeing Lin Yuan's 'I don't know you, I'm very aloof' expression—
Xiao Wu couldn't help rolling her eyes hard, screaming internally:
'Tch!'
'Keep pretending! Just keep pretending!'
'They really should give you an acting award!'
End of Chapter