Douluo's Soul Power increases by two levels every year

Chapter 163 Qian Renxue: I want one too!

"However, the soul bone from that time is considered stolen goods. I request that Shrek Academy hand it over to me so that I can return it to Canghui Academy!"

Salas had made up his mind. He wanted to suppress Shrek Academy, but the intervention of the Crown Prince and Ning Fengzhi thwarted his plan to take Han Feng away. Even so, he couldn't leave empty-handed; he had to take that soul bone from Shi Nian!

That's a ten-thousand-year-old soul bone! And it's the most precious head soul bone!

After hearing Salas's explanation, Han Feng's eyes bulged, and he stared at Salas in disbelief, thinking to himself, "Fine! If coercion doesn't work, I'll have to resort to outright robbery!"

Salas met Han Feng's gaze and revealed a mocking smile—Canghui Academy complained to the Spirit Hall itself, and the Spirit Hall helped Canghui Academy seek justice, which was perfectly reasonable!

Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue's eyes flashed with doubt. She did not know about Shi Nian's affairs and was speechless.

The master pondered for a moment, then rummaged in his sleeve with his right hand, about to say something, when Ning Rongrong suddenly stepped forward and said, "Han Feng has already given that soul bone to our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School! If Canghui Academy wants to take it back, let them go to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School to retrieve it themselves!"

After Ning Rongrong finished speaking, everyone, including Han Feng, showed surprise and doubt, and Salas frowned deeply!

If that soul bone really ended up in the hands of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, unless he asks the elders of the Spirit Hall to come, there is no way he can get it. But then the question comes back: if he could ask the elders to come, would he still be so wary?

Even if he manages to summon it, the soul bone will probably no longer belong to him!

Gu Rong's eyes darted around, and he chuckled, "Rongrong is right! What's this about stolen goods or dirty stuff! The world of Soul Masters is all about survival of the fittest. Anyway, the Soul Bone is in our hands now. If Canghui Academy is dissatisfied, let them come and ask for it themselves! If they really have the ability to take it, we won't have a single complaint!"

Gu Rong was the only Title Douluo present, and even Salas couldn't refute his words!

Why did he say Canghui Academy instead of Spirit Hall?

Without the support of the Spirit Hall, what could he possibly rely on in front of Gu Rong?

Ning Fengzhi gave Ning Rongrong a complicated look. As astute as he was, he had already noticed the subtle change between Ning Rongrong and Han Feng. A fatherly feeling welled up within him, but he felt compelled to speak up, saying, "It's true. The sect elders are quite fond of that soul bone. If Canghui Academy disagrees, we are willing to buy it. My Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School isn't that stingy!"

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is quite powerful; let's see if the Canghui Academy has the guts to ask the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School for money.

In any case, Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong played the good cop and the bad cop, which meant the same thing: they took the blame for Han Feng!

Qian Renxue quickly realized what was happening and said in a sinister tone, "Back then, Nian harbored murderous intent towards Han Feng, but was killed by Shrek Academy. This soul bone was originally Shrek Academy's spoils of war; they could do whatever they wanted with it. How did it become stolen goods in the bishop's mouth?"

Whether it was Qian Renxue, Ning Fengzhi, or Salas, they all believed that Shi Nian was killed by Flanders and the others, and they did not connect it to Han Feng. Flanders and the others did not offer any explanation, and the matter was thus glossed over.

Salas, seeing Ning Fengzhi and Qian Renxue's protective stance, turned pale and then flushed, his eyes flashing with uncertain emotions. Finally, he let out a cold snort, refusing to retaliate, but instead said fiercely, "Since that's the case, the matter of Shrek Academy will be entrusted to Your Highness the Crown Prince! I hope Your Highness can give Canghui Academy and all participating academies a fair and just explanation!"

"Of course!" Qian Renxue chuckled dryly, speaking without any sincerity.

"Farewell!" Salas gave Qian Renxue and Ning Fengzhi a deep look, knowing that there was no point in continuing the entanglement, and turned to leave!

Han Feng observed all of Salas's changes in expression from beginning to end, and smiled disdainfully to himself. Salas's character was limited to this; to Han Feng, he was nothing more than a passerby who could be easily eliminated in the future!

The master, however, felt a slight pang of disappointment as he watched Salas's resolute retreating figure.

Holding the papal decree he hadn't yet produced, the master sighed softly—he had prepared his speech, but who could have imagined that the crown prince would arrive before he could even produce the decree, and Salas would be forced to retreat without him having to say a word!

Flander and Zhao Wuji breathed a sigh of relief. When Han Feng appeared earlier, they really thought they were doomed and were prepared to fight Salas to the death. But to their surprise, Ning Fengzhi and the Crown Prince valued Han Feng so much that they even went so far as to personally stand up for him!

"Hurry up and thank Sect Leader Ning and His Highness the Crown Prince!" Flander patted Han Feng on the shoulder, annoyed, to make him express his gratitude.

"No!" Qian Renxue waved her hand upon hearing this, then smiled at Han Feng, "Little Feng, I've already said that if you continue to be so formal, I'll punish you!"

"Hehe!" Ning Fengzhi chuckled, a smile that held a profound meaning.

Seeing the reactions of the two, Han Feng was unsure what to do and could only turn his gaze to Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong noticed Han Feng's gaze and immediately glared at him. If Han Feng thanked her, she would definitely throw a tantrum!

Han Feng chuckled awkwardly, "I'm not planning on thanking you! I have a gift for you!"

Upon hearing the word "gift," Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up, and she asked expectantly, "You're going to give me a gift? What kind of gift?"

Han Feng smiled and took out the soul bone from Shi Nian: "This is it, Shi Nian's ten-thousand-year soul bone!"

To Han Feng's surprise, Ning Rongrong's beautiful eyes suddenly trembled, and she hurriedly refused, "No! Han Feng, that's not what I meant! I don't want your soul bone!"

Seeing this, Han Feng immediately realized that Ning Rongrong had misunderstood. He rolled his eyes and flicked Ning Rongrong's smooth forehead with his finger: "What are you thinking! This soul bone is a gem-attribute soul bone, which is incompatible with my martial soul. I originally intended to give it to you!"

"Huh?" Ning Rongrong was taken aback, and asked blankly, "But... why now?"

Han Feng's timing in delivering the soul bone was really poor. Giving it away at this time was anything but romantic and could easily lead to misunderstandings.

Didn't you see that Flander and Zhao Wuji's faces were frozen?!

If the master's expression hadn't been naturally rather stiff, it probably wouldn't have been much better!

But Han Feng didn't care about any of that. He just shrugged and said matter-of-factly, "I forgot before, but you just reminded me. I was afraid I'd forget again, so I'm giving it to you now!"

"Uh..." Even Ning Rongrong couldn't help but show an embarrassed expression when Han Feng said this.

His reasons are very compelling, but I just don't know how to refute them!

However, Ning Rongrong still had some doubts in her heart. After all, this was a ten-thousand-year-old soul bone, a treasure that countless soul masters would fight over!

Ning Fengzhi, however, directly helped Ning Rongrong put away the soul bone, his expression unchanged, and he said in a gentle tone, "Then I'll accept it on Rongrong's behalf!"

You brat, you've already won over my daughter's heart, so what's wrong with taking a piece of your soul bone?!

It's worth noting that since Ning Fengzhi appeared, Ning Rongrong hasn't even said a single word to him, and has been standing by Han Feng's side the whole time!

Ning Fengzhi concealed his inner thoughts very well, and Han Feng, that simpleton, didn't notice the changes in Ning Fengzhi's micro-expressions. However, Ning Rongrong noticed her father's unusual behavior, her pretty face gradually turned red, and her head slowly lowered.

"Xiao Feng! I helped you a lot this time, why don't you give me anything in return!?" Han Feng was about to ask Ning Rongrong what was wrong when Qian Renxue grabbed him and her exaggerated voice rang in his ear.

Qian Renxue was a little jealous. Han Feng had never given her anything. After all, Qian Renxue could tell that her younger brother was a simpleton. If she didn't bring it up, Han Feng would never realize it on his own. You know, the reason why Han Feng knew to give Ning Rongrong a gift was only after Dai Mubai reminded him!

Qian Renxue didn't think much of it at first, but now that she saw Han Feng give Ning Rongrong a soul bone, she couldn't help but feel a little competitive.

She didn't need Han Feng to give her anything precious, just the sentiment was enough!

But Han Feng sensed Qian Renxue's slightly stiff movements and gave an embarrassed smile: "Next time for sure! Next time for sure!"

Qian Renxue seemed oblivious to the perfunctory tone in Han Feng's words, and simply said with a smile, "Then it's a deal! I'm looking forward to Xiao Feng's gift!"

Qian Renxue would not ask Han Feng for a gift in her capacity as the Crown Prince. She only said that so that she could ask Han Feng for a gift later in the capacity of Sister Qianqian!

It's all routines!

"What does Your Highness intend to do with us?" Ning Rongrong asked casually, looking at Han Feng and Qian Renxue's intimate behavior. She subtly pulled Han Feng out of Qian Renxue's clutches.

"Hehe!" Qian Renxue glanced at Ning Rongrong but didn't answer. Instead, she asked Han Feng, "Xiao Feng, what are you planning to do?"

Han Feng looked somewhat innocent. "Isn't this your business? What does it have to do with me? I'm just a student! You can discuss it yourselves and handle it however you want!"

Seeing the looks from Flander, Ning Fengzhi, and Qian Renxue, Han Feng had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "I wouldn't dare to put Brother Xue in a difficult position! How about we take a break? Anyway, with our points, we've already secured our advancement, so giving up these two days of competition isn't out of the question. It'll also give the tournament organizing committee a way out!"

(End of this chapter)