Douluo Continent I: Martial Soul Demon Void Luo, adaptable to all things!

On the playground of Shrek Academy.

After Mo Le taught Ning Rongrong the principles and learning methods of the Healing Technique, she learned the Soul Skill - Healing Technique in less than two and a half hours.

This shows that Ning Rongrong is exceptionally gifted.

Seeing this, Mo Le couldn't help but sigh inwardly, Ning Rongrong truly deserves to be someone who will reach the top-level red seventh test in the future divine examination.

Although she has not yet used the "Immortal Herb: Qiluo Tulip" to evolve her Martial Soul, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, given the current situation...

Her talent and aptitude are at least at the level of Black Level Six.

So when Mo Le saw Ning Rongrong, who had learned the healing technique, she stepped forward, clapped, and couldn't help but praise her with joy on her face.

"As expected of you, Rongrong, your talent is truly astounding and beyond my reach! Such amazing comprehension and learning speed... to be honest, before, I thought I was the most talented genius in the world, but..."

"After seeing you, I was both shocked and filled with pure envy. You are really amazing! Thinking back to when I was researching and creating my own soul skill and creating this healing technique, it took me several months and countless attempts and failures before I finally managed to figure out a little bit of the outline and clues."

"Yet you've learned it in just over two hours, and even seem to have grasped its essence. This talent is truly delightful and admirable!"

"Sigh~ It's so frustrating to compare yourself to others!" he said, shaking his head and sighing.

On the surface, Mo Le seemed to have encountered a true genius, hence his expression of sadness and disappointment upon realizing the truth, accompanied by repeated sighs...

In reality, he was trying his best to suppress his laughter.

Why force yourself to suppress your laughter and hold it in?

Because teasing children is fun!

Fun~

This is nothing more than the perverse pleasure of adults.

However, Ning Rongrong patted her hands, which were not dusty at all. Although she knew that Mo Le was flattering her, she was still surprised by his disappointed look.

She couldn't help but raise her chin slightly, a smug smile playing on her lips.

"No problem at all~"

Who is she?

She is the number one genius of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Isn't this something she can easily handle with one hand?

hum~

Ning Rongrong was in a great mood.

Mo Le secretly glanced at Ning Rongrong, whose lips were practically curled up to the sky, and chuckled inwardly. This little girl is so naive and easy to please.

Ning Rongrong isn't stupid; she just wanted to be fooled.

The boss knows you're flattering him, but he enjoys it, especially being flattered by people who are more capable and powerful than him. It gives him a sense of superiority.

In fact, it did take Morle several months, or two and a half months, to learn the healing technique.

However, his main goal at that time was to continuously improve and master the Demon-Slaying Sword of his martial soul, Demon Void Luo. To put it bluntly, the healing technique was just a minor, side skill that he accidentally created.

Just then.

"boom!"

A muffled thud came from not far away.

The two looked in the direction of the sound and saw Oscar punch a large tree, which exploded with a large crater, sending wood chips flying everywhere.

"what?"

"Huh?! I did it! I did it!"

Oscar jumped up excitedly, turned around and waved to Mo Le, his smile brighter than the sun overhead.

"Brother Le! I did it!"

Mo Le walked over and looked at the hole in the tree trunk, nodded, and patted Oscar on the shoulder.

"Not bad, you've basically mastered the rhythm of generating super strength. Next, you just need to practice more and etch the feeling and memory into your muscles and bones."

"Thank you, Brother Le!" Oscar's eyes were a little red, and his tone was full of gratitude.

Mo Le waved his hand and said to the two people present, "Let's stop practicing here for today. We have classes to attend this evening, so go and rest and recharge."

Oscar responded and turned to walk back towards his dormitory with a smug look on his face.

Mo Le was about to leave when he noticed that Ning Rongrong was still standing there, not moving.

"Hmm?" Mo Le glanced at her. "Rongrong, aren't you going back to rest?"

Ning Rongrong crossed her arms, staring directly at him, her tone matter-of-fact: "Have you forgotten something?"

Mo Le was slightly taken aback, then suddenly realized.

Oh right, he had promised Ning Rongrong on the way that he would tell her some important news about her martial soul.

"I haven't forgotten." Mo Le's expression remained unchanged as he slowly walked to a large tree and sat down against the trunk.

Then, he patted the ground next to him.

"Come sit here, it's a long story."

Ning Rongrong hesitated for a moment, then walked over, lifted her skirt, and sat down next to him, but still kept arguing.

"Speak up. If the information isn't worth this treatment, I won't let you off the hook."

Mo Le smiled, looked up at the sky, collected her thoughts, and then slowly spoke.

Do you know why the Seven-Jeweled Glazed Tile Pagoda is called Seven-Jeweled, and not Eight-Jeweled or Nine-Jeweled?

Ning Rongrong raised an eyebrow: "Is that even a question? Because the limit of a martial soul is the seventh level. It's an innate limitation that cannot be broken. From my father's generation, and even tracing back to the founding of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, this ironclad rule has been established. For hundreds of years, no one in the sect has ever been able to break this limit..."

"An innate limitation?" Mo Le shook his head, indicating his disagreement.

"No, in my opinion, it's just that you haven't found a way to break through yet."

Ning Rongrong was stunned for a moment.

Then, her eyes widened slightly, and she turned to look at Mo Le.

"What...do you mean?"

Mo Le turned his head and looked at her seriously: "What I mean is, your martial soul, and even everyone who possesses the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul, can evolve into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda."

These words were like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, stirring up a thousand waves in Ning Rongrong's heart.

She stood up abruptly, her voice trembling: "Mo Le, do you know what you're saying?! This is impossible! This is absolutely impossible! My father spent half his life searching for a way to break through, and every sect leader throughout history has tried countless times..."

These words are practically tantamount to making fun of Ning Rongrong's family genealogy.

This is something you can't just say casually, let alone joke about.

That's why Ning Rongrong was so agitated.

The conclusions drawn from the research and exploration of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda represent the efforts and aspirations of several generations.

As the most beloved little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, she would never allow anyone to so casually dismiss the conclusions of their predecessors.

Previous generations have already proven this.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda can no longer be upgraded!

A Soul Master with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul cannot obtain an eighth Soul Ring, and therefore cannot break through from Soul Saint to Soul Douluo.

The truth is often so tragic, so bleak...

In fact, they also wished for the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda to be upgraded to Eight Treasures, or even Nine Treasures.

only……

Slim hope... No!

There is absolutely no hope!

This is an innate limitation; fate is predetermined at birth.

Even if Ning Rongrong is the most talented genius in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School right now, so what?

In front of others, she considered herself young and exceptionally talented, believing she could definitely break free from the shackles of fate.

but……

There have been geniuses who were even more talented than her before.

What they couldn't do, I... haha...

It's one thing to fool others, but don't fool yourself too.