Douluo's Soul Power increases by two levels every year

Chapter 99 The Nine-Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda

"What a pity!"

Dai Mubai sighed softly, looking slightly melancholy, and said, "I was originally planning to go hunting for the fourth spirit ring with you! Now it seems I'll have to go alone!"

Although Dai Mubai pretended to be regretful, Han Feng, as his best friend, saw through the smugness in his eyes at a glance—Dai Mubai was obviously still teasing Han Feng about not breaking through level 40.

"Tsk!" Han Feng clicked his tongue lightly, mercilessly exposing Dai Mubai's bluff: "Don't think I don't know! The soul beasts you need for your first five soul rings are already fixed, and you need to go back to the Star Luo Empire to hunt them. There's no way you can go with me! Just keep showing off!"

These past few days, Dai Mubai had already told Han Feng about his background, so he wasn't surprised that Han Feng said that.

"uh-huh!"

Dai Mubai wasn't embarrassed at all. Instead, he shrugged triumphantly, no longer pretending. The melancholy on his face disappeared, replaced by an indelible radiance.

Seeing this, Han Feng gritted his teeth and could only snort softly, deciding not to argue with him.

A hint of worry crossed Zhu Zhuqing's pretty face. She walked past Han Feng to Dai Mubai and asked somewhat hesitantly, "Do you really want to absorb the ten-thousand-year soul ring?"

Dai Mubai was taken aback. Seeing the shyness and worry on Zhu Zhuqing's face, he suddenly felt a warmth in his heart. He put away his playful expression, nodded seriously, and said earnestly, "I have been preparing for half a year, and now with the help of the immortal herb, there is no reason for me to back down when the time comes!"

Zhu Zhuqing knew that Dai Mubai had made up his mind. She hesitated for a moment, but ultimately did not continue to stop him. However, there was still some hesitation on her face.

"But your home..." Zhu Zhuqing hesitated, unable to finish her sentence.

Dai Mubai understood Zhu Zhuqing's meaning. As a prince of Xingluo, Dai Mubai was born with the cruel fate of the Xingluo royal family. Although he was badly hurt by his brother before, which led him to leave for the Tiandou Empire and hide in Shrek Academy, and even his brother no longer regarded him as an opponent, there were still many members of the royal family who paid attention to him.

After all, Dai Mubai is a prince of a country. Even if he is not valued, when he breaks through in cultivation and hunts for a soul ring, there will be members of the royal family to take charge.

If Dai Mubai's brother knew that Dai Mubai's fourth spirit ring was a ten-thousand-year spirit ring, he probably wouldn't let Dai Mubai come back so easily!

Upon hearing Zhu Zhuqing's words, Dai Mubai fell silent for a moment, clearly thinking of his older brother who had cast a long shadow over him.

But Dai Mubai calmly said, "Don't worry! This time I'll hunt for spirit rings without informing them. I'll secretly go to the Star Luo Empire with the Dean and the others. Even they can't monitor the mixed zone of the Star Dou Great Forest all the time, right?"

"You're going to keep this from them?!" Zhu Zhuqing's eyes widened, and she grabbed Dai Mubai's hand, saying in a flustered tone, "But if your brother finds out, he'll definitely not let you off the hook!"

Seeing the look of surprise and uncertainty on Zhu Zhuqing's face, a barely perceptible flash of anger crossed Dai Mubai's expression.

That day, after he told Han Feng about his background, Han Feng cursed at him: "When you're thinking about how to mess with me, why do you go to such lengths? Your brother is six years older than you! He's messing with your mentality like this, and you can tolerate it?! Even if we're not fighting for the throne, shouldn't we at least fight for our pride?!"

At the time, Dai Mubai didn't immediately cheer up because of Han Feng's words, but the more Han Feng said, the more a sense of resentment and defiance unconsciously rose within Dai Mubai.

Seeing Zhu Zhuqing's flustered state due to her worry for him, Dai Mubai's pent-up anger finally erupted: "Hmph! Once I absorb the ten-thousand-year soul ring, what will I have to fear!"

Han Feng, who had been pretending not to see anything, suddenly grinned when he heard Dai Mubai's words.

Good heavens, I've practically worn my lips out trying to explain to this clueless guy, and Zhu Zhuqing has already smoothed things over with just one look!

Zhu Zhuqing was also stunned, seemingly not expecting Dai Mubai to be so domineering. Her heart skipped a beat, and she didn't even realize that she had been pulled into Dai Mubai's arms!

"bite--"

At this moment, Ning Rongrong, who had been sitting cross-legged, finally finished absorbing the Qiluo Tulip. A clear voice rang out, and Ning Rongrong ran happily to Han Feng's side, saying joyfully, "Han Feng! My soul power has increased by six levels! I'm level thirty-eight now!"

As soon as Ning Rongrong finished speaking, she noticed that Han Feng's expression was somewhat stiff, and he looked around with a puzzled expression.

Tang San and Xiao Wu, who had been pretending to be 'blind', now had strange expressions on their faces. They quietly pointed in the direction of Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing, and Ning Rongrong immediately understood!

Seeing the lingering blush on Zhu Zhuqing's face, Ning Rongrong smiled awkwardly and said, "I'm sorry... I didn't mean to..."

"Ahem!" Dai Mubai coughed twice, feigning an answer.

Honestly, it was just an instinctive action on his part. The atmosphere was right, and it would have been inappropriate not to do something, wouldn't it?

Hearing Dai Mubai's extremely stiff cough, Zhu Zhuqing gave him a charming slap and a soft hum, but didn't explain anything.

Han Feng rolled his eyes. Seeing the remorse on Ning Rongrong's face, he could only say, "Ignore them! It's their own fault for whispering like that. You just said you're level 38, right?! Congratulations!"

"Hmm... By the way, Han Feng, what level are you now? You've absorbed two immortal herbs, so you should be level 40 by now, right?! A Soul Master at less than thirteen years old, Han Feng, you're really amazing!" Ning Rongrong nodded first, then looked at Han Feng with curiosity and admiration.

"puff!"

As soon as Ning Rongrong finished speaking, Han Feng's face darkened instantly, Xiao Wu and Dai Mubai burst out laughing at the same time, and Tang San and Zhu Zhuqing also couldn't help but chuckle.

Seeing everyone's reaction, Ning Rongrong frowned in confusion, thinking she had said something wrong.

"Rongrong! Han Feng only leveled up three times! He's stuck at level thirty-nine! Who told him to always compress his soul power? Now he's dumbfounded, isn't he!?" Xiao Wu came to Ning Rongrong's side with a playful laugh, clearly intending to kick her while she was down.

Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong's pretty face was filled with astonishment.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know..." But Ning Rongrong was even more afraid that Han Feng would be angry, so she quickly explained to Han Feng.

Han Feng didn't blame her at all. Instead, Xiao Wu grinned, making her giggle and hide back beside Tang San before saying, "It's okay, it has nothing to do with you. It's just a small increase in soul power, a month will be enough!"

Although Han Feng wasn't angry, Ning Rongrong sensed the frustration in his words and nodded timidly, "Oh..."

"Let's not talk about this anymore!" Han Feng noticed Ning Rongrong's expression and his tone softened unconsciously. He said, seemingly casually, "Your martial spirit looked a little strange just now. Can I take another look?"

"Really?" Ning Rongrong hesitated and frowned.

Actually, when she had just absorbed the Qiluo Tulip, she felt that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda had changed a little. But at that time, she was attracted by the huge improvement in her cultivation and did not pay much attention to it. Even now, she has not carefully observed her martial soul.

Now that Han Feng had brought it up, Ning Rongrong remembered it.

"bite--"

Ning Rongrong summoned her martial soul again. The Glazed Pagoda was still the same Glazed Pagoda. At first glance, it was hard to tell that there had been any changes.

But when Ning Rongrong focused her gaze on the martial soul, that strange tremor intensified, causing her to look at it even more closely.

"First floor... second floor... seventh floor..." Ning Rongrong looked at each floor one by one, until she reached the seventh floor. Suddenly, Ning Rongrong's voice trembled, and her beautiful eyes were filled with disbelief!

Han Feng didn't say anything; he knew that Ning Rongrong had already realized it.

At this moment, Xiao Wu also came up and exclaimed in surprise, "Rongrong! Your martial spirit has reached the ninth level!"

But to Xiao Wu's surprise, no one answered her.

Tang San had the guidance of a master, Zhu Zhuqing and Dai Mubai were influenced by the royal family, and Han Feng had read the original novel. They all knew what it meant for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda to become nine stories!

Ning Rongrong was momentarily speechless, her mind reeling. She simply bowed to everyone and said, "I need to report to the sect about the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's transformation into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. I'd appreciate it if you could ask for leave for me, Master and Dean!"

Han Feng reacted the fastest, grinning, "Go ahead! Leave the master and the dean to us!"

Ning Rongrong nodded, and without even saying goodbye, ran straight out of the school.

(End of this chapter)