Douluo: Martial Soul White Tiger, I am the White Emperor of Heaven

Chapter 304 Ning Rongrong, Qian Renxue

As soon as he finished speaking, a hint of anticipation flashed in the depths of Dai Chengfeng's golden-blue eyes.

After all, let's not even mention that we can teach that arrogant Dai Mubai and that scoundrel a lesson, as well as that self-righteous "master" Yu Xiaogang.

Simply by winning the competition, he could witness firsthand the legendary "Great Sumeru Hammer" of Haotian Douluo Tang Hao.

This alone was enough to excite him and fill him with anticipation.

After all, Dai Chengfeng is only missing the last and most crucial step in mastering the dangerous and powerful self-created soul skill, the Ring Explosion.

But that seemingly thin layer of paper contained profound mysteries that he could not comprehend in a short time.

However, Dai Chengfeng had absolute confidence that as long as he could witness firsthand the domineering hammer technique, which was hailed as "the best below the divine skill," and personally experience the explosive rings that used spirit rings as fuel to unleash devastating power...

He will definitely be able to completely break through that 'barrier' and truly comprehend the ultimate soul skill, Ring Explosion!

That will be a complete transformation of his power system!
Bibi Dong, seeing Dai Chengfeng agree so readily, was somewhat surprised, but still nodded slightly:

"Then let's set off."

"and many more."

Dai Chengfeng suddenly spoke up, "Teacher, please wait for me in the carriage. I'll leave a message."

Without waiting for Bibi Dong's reaction, he pushed open the door and quickly went downstairs to the hotel's front desk.

The receptionist, a young woman in a neat uniform with a professional smile, immediately recognized Dai Chengfeng as this distinguished gentleman with a close relationship to the young lady of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and an extraordinary air about him. She quickly bowed in greeting.

"Sir, how may I help you?"

Dai Chengfeng stopped. "There's something I need you to do."

"Please give your orders."

"Please tell Miss Ning Rongrong of your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School that Dai Chengfeng has returned to Wuhun City due to important matters."

The waiter immediately nodded: "Yes, sir, I've got it."

"I'll pass that on to Miss Rongrong right away. Is there anything else you need?"

Dai Chengfeng paused for a moment, then spoke again, "And also... I look forward to meeting her again in Heaven Dou City or Martial Soul City."

After saying that, Dai Chengfeng turned around and walked out of the Swan Hotel.

The waiter watched Dai Chengfeng leave, not daring to be negligent in the slightest.

She quickly stepped out from behind the counter, jogged across the hotel lobby, and headed straight for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's residence where Ning Rongrong was staying.

After being informed, they arrived at Ning Rongrong's door and gently knocked.

Tuk, Tuk, Tuk...

A moment later, the door creaked open a crack, revealing Ning Rongrong's face, which looked slightly sleepy but still delicate and lovely.

She rubbed her eyes, recognized the person, and looked somewhat puzzled.

"what's up?"

The waiter quickly bowed and said, "Miss Ning Rongrong, I'm sorry to bother you."

"The gentleman you brought with you, who was staying at the Swan Hotel, specifically asked me to convey to you that he had important business to attend to and had already returned to Wuhun City. He was unable to say goodbye in person and he deeply apologizes."

He also said that he looks forward to meeting again in Heaven Dou City or Spirit City.

The languid look on Ning Rongrong's face vanished instantly, replaced by astonishment.

Her eyes widened suddenly, her rosy lips parted slightly: "He...he's gone?"

"Now? They've already returned to Wuhun City?"

Ning Rongrong's voice was filled with disbelief.

Seemingly disbelieving that Dai Chengfeng had left so suddenly. "Yes, Miss, that gentleman just left in a carriage," the waiter replied cautiously.

Upon receiving confirmation, Ning Rongrong's bright eyes were filled with disappointment and reluctance. She lowered her head, looked at her toes, and her shoulders slumped slightly.

He instinctively gripped the edge of the door frame, his knuckles turning slightly white, as if he wanted to say something...

However, this sense of loss did not last long.

She seemed to be thinking of something—perhaps Dai Chengfeng's words, "Looking forward to seeing you again next time," or perhaps some information her father had vaguely revealed before—when the corners of her small mouth suddenly curved upwards uncontrollably. The smile initially carried a hint of grievance, but it was quickly replaced by an emotion mixed with a little smugness and cunning, and her eyes brightened again.

"Hmph, you run fast..."

She muttered something under her breath, but there was little resentment in her tone.

She then looked up and waved to the waiter, "Understood."

"You're too kind, Miss. It's what I should do."

Seeing that the little witch from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School did not make things difficult for him, the waiter felt relieved, bowed again, and quietly withdrew.

Ning Rongrong closed the door, leaned against it, and her smile grew wider and wider.

At this moment, in the pavilion in the courtyard, Ning Fengzhi, who had witnessed every change in his daughter's expression from opening the door to closing it, and Sword Douluo Chen Xin exchanged a glance, both seeing a knowing and helpless smile in each other's eyes.

"I was worried she might resist going to Wuhun City, but now it seems..."

Ning Fengzhi shook his head gently, his warm voice carrying a hint of emotion and relief, "We don't need to worry too much."

"This child's thoughts can't be hidden."

Chen Xin crossed his arms, a rare hint of gentleness appearing on his usually cold face, as he looked toward Ning Rongrong's tightly closed door: "That's just how young people are."

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At this moment, atop the majestic city walls of Tiandou City.

Dressed in a magnificent prince's robe, Xue Qinghe stood tall and quietly behind the battlements.

Her gaze was fixed on the street below, on the carriage whose decorations were not ostentatious but exuded a magnificent and dignified air.

At this moment, the carriage was slowly leaving the city gate and merging into the official road leading into the distance.

"Dai Chengfeng, next time... next time we meet..."

Xue Qinghe's figure followed the carriage closely, the breeze blowing the hem of her gorgeous dress and gently lifting the strands of hair at her temples.

His handsome face was expressionless, except for a pair of deep eyes that churned with extremely complex and indescribable emotions—reluctance, shyness, and ultimately, silence.

Only when the carriage completely disappeared from sight, becoming a small black dot at the end of the official road, and eventually even the black dot disappeared into the horizon, did "Xue Qinghe" slowly withdraw his gaze, turn around and leave, his back looking particularly lonely on the empty city wall.

"Young Master, if you really wish..."

At this moment, the Porcupine Douluo, who had been guarding Xue Qinghe's side, slowly spoke.

"No!"

However, before the Porcupine Douluo could finish speaking, Qian Renxue interrupted him, "I have spent so many years on this goal, I cannot give up halfway."

"And Bibi Dong, she..."

In the end, Qian Renxue shook her head. "Never mind, I believe Dai Chengfeng can understand me."

"right?"

At this point, Qian Renxue looked again in the direction where Dai Chengfeng's carriage had disappeared, "Little Tiger?"

(End of this chapter)