Douluo: What if I was reborn as Ning Rongrong?

Chapter 670 The Abyss Demon Dragon Descending to the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect

"Senior Dugu wants to break through to the god level. After Sister Yanyan becomes a god, there should be a better way. I am not good at poison and concentrating the god level."

Ning Rongrong smiled softly, obviously seeing what Dugu Bo was thinking.

Dugu Bo's practice method is somewhat different from that of orthodox soul masters, mainly focusing on poison.

Ning Rongrong is only half-baked in this area. She helps Dugu Bo to consolidate his divine status, and barely reaching the third level of godhood is her limit.

As a unique poison cultivator, it is difficult to achieve the goal of concentrating on becoming a god through ordinary methods.

"Rongrong, you're joking." Dugu Bo knew that he was still a long way from being a god, but he had an ambition.

"Yanyan still has a long way to go, let's talk about it later! I'm a little curious about what's going on here."

"It's nothing serious, we just got some spoils of war." Ning Rongrong explained to Dugu Bo the matter of exchanging soul bones and the role of dragon soul.

"There are still some dragon clouds and dragon souls, which should be of some use to Senior Dugu."

Ning Rongrong suppressed the remaining dragon clouds and dragon souls into a ball of light and threw it to Dugu Bo.

Dugu Bo’s martial soul is also a snake, which is a distant relative of the dragon... well, barely.

Dugu Bo's hands trembled slightly, then he cupped his hands, but was gently lifted up by the true energy emanating from Ning Rongrong's body.

Ning Rongrong stepped down from her seat, came in front of Dugu Bo, and smiled: "Senior Dugu, you are joking. No matter what happens in the future, you are still my elder, Sister Yanyan's grandfather."

Maybe Dugu Bo also heard that I was killing people all over the place in the Far North, so he seemed a little restrained!

"Oh, that's right." Ning Rongrong saw Dugu Bo's expression and changed the subject.
"There are four hundred thousand year soul bones here, as well as some thousand year soul bones and ten thousand year soul bones. Senior Dugu, take whatever you think you can use."

To be honest, the sect is so big.

There are differences in closeness. After all, Dugu Bo was the first soul master that he had won over, unlike the others. Moreover, Dugu Yan and he were close... ahem, close friends.

"You guys chat slowly. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first. I feel a little tired. I'm going to go back and rest."

Ning Rongrong picked up a 40,000-year-old soul bone, opened the space and walked in.

In less than a moment, he appeared in his room.

"Come to think of it, I haven't been back to live here for a long time!"

Ning Rongrong lay quietly on the bed and soon fell asleep. When she woke up again, it was already night.

"I haven't had a good sleep like this in a long time."

"Ow~"

Rubbing her sleepy eyes, Ning Rongrong yawned comfortably.

After all, in the past few years, I have either been practicing or on the way to practicing.

When I came to my senses, I found myself standing at the pinnacle of Douluo Continent. It really didn't seem real!
"Miss, you're awake." A familiar voice came from outside the door.

"Oh, come in!" Ning Rongrong nodded and motioned the woman who was speaking to come in.

"Well, congratulations, young lady, on your mastery of the divine arts. You will surely be invincible and rule the world in the future."

The woman who walked in was wearing a maid outfit, but she looked pretty and capable.

"You're such a chatterbox!" Ning Rongrong sized up the maid. "A 23-year-old soul master at level 44 is pretty good."

"That's because the sect is rich in resources. I am also grateful to you. Miss, do you need any service? I remember the books you read before..."

"Ahem~ That's a work of art." Ning Rongrong covered her face in embarrassment, "Don't even think about going! You don't want me to die, do you?"

"Yes, this is hush money." Ning Rongrong handed a soul bone to the other party.

"This..." The maid took a few steps back, not daring to answer.

As Ning Rongrong's maid, how could she not know about the ten thousand year soul bone? Even Soul Douluo and even Titled Douluo are jealous of it.

"You don't have to do that. You know my character."

"I give it to you, and it's yours. Consider it your reward for your hard work over the years." Ning Rongrong didn't care much about the 40,000-year soul bone.

As for other people in the sect who think it’s not worth it, let them talk to me.

You have helped the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect so much, and brought back dozens of soul bones. What's wrong with me giving a soul bone of not very high grade to my maid?
Which priest or elder dares to deny it? Tokisaki Kurumi didn't beat them hard enough at that time. Do you want me, the young master, to loosen their hands and feet? The maid took the soul bone carefully.

He knelt down with a "bang".

"My lady, you have been so kind to me. I will live forever..."

"Alright, alright." Ning Rongrong used her true Qi to lift him up. "I don't like this. I don't have the weird habits of the Tiandou nobles."

"Try not to let others know about the soul bone. Although it's okay if they know, you are only a soul sect now. No one in the sect will attack you. But if others find out, you may not be able to protect yourself when you go out."

Ten thousand year soul bones are not precious, but that is true for Ning Rongrong, but not necessarily for others.

"By the way, has my elder brother Ning Yun been here?"

The maid stood up and answered after thinking for a moment after hearing Ning Rongrong's question.

"The eldest son came a few times. He seemed to want to understand the young lady's practice or something like that. But he stopped coming half a year ago. It seems that something went wrong with his practice and he almost died lying in the alchemy pavilion."

"That's it..."

Ning Rongrong nodded without comment.

"It's okay, you go down first!" Ning Rongrong motioned the maid to go down, "Also, practice well."

After the maid left.

Ning Rongrong sighed: "If I help my father and two grandfathers become gods, maybe I can become a third-level god. The second-level god is the limit, but it is still very weak."

"It is indeed not that easy to condense the position of a first-level god."

Lan Fuzi is a special case.

The background of the Deep Sea Demon Whale King and the Demon Emperor, plus the racial talents, and the "fear" caused by the sea soul beasts' fear of the Deep Sea Demon Whale King clan for hundreds of thousands of years.

Finally, after the heavenly tribulation was absorbed by the domain, it was integrated into the energy of heaven and earth in Lan Fuzi's body and sublimated.

“No wonder it’s so difficult to produce a Level 1 God in the Abyss. The resources required are simply too huge.”

"If we use the heavenly tribulation, we may be able to create a second-level god, but for a first-level god..."

Ning Rongrong shook her head. She had been in the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect for about seven or eight days.

These days, Ning Rongrong did not practice or read books. She just watered the flowers and plants every day.

Eat on time, sleep on time, walk the bird from time to time, and wander around.

He looks like a social outcast.

“I have found the bottleneck of the fourth level of perfection, but I still have no idea how to break through.”

Ning Rongrong put down the shower head in her hand, stretched out her hands on the table, with an expression that said, "I'm a first-class protected piece of trash."

"So many days have passed, and there is no news about the clone. Maybe it was killed by a soul beast in the sea when it crossed the sea!"

"It shouldn't be like that. Even if there is less, I should be able to sense it."

Suddenly, a long and loud dragon roar came from somewhere.

In the sky, I saw black spots moving from far away to near, and gradually their outlines became clear.

It was a purple-black dragon.

It flapped its huge wings, like a black meteor passing by, cutting through the sky at an extremely fast speed, and soon appeared above the Jiubao Liuli Sect.

In an instant, more than a dozen figures flew out from the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, all rising high into the sky, facing the demon dragon from a distance.

At first glance, they are all Titled Douluo.

The demon dragon had a body hundreds of meters long, with dark skin and scales, and it emitted a cold aura all over its body. It hovered over the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, emitting a creepy breath.

After everyone arrived, she opened her mouth and a female voice came out:

"Excuse me, everyone from the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, is your Young Sect Master Ning Rongrong here?"

(End of this chapter)