Douluo Continent: The Twin Holy Dragons of Light and Darkness, the Dragon Emperor Breaks Through the

She was enduring the medicinal effects of the Qiluo Tulip, which were very mild, but it was, after all, a divine herb.

A moment later, Ning Rongrong opened her eyes.

Her martial spirit appeared behind her, and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda transformed into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.

Nine colors, a nine-tiered pagoda, gleaming in the sunlight.

Nine beams of light shot out from the tower, dyeing the entire training ground in seven colors.

Ning Rongrong's innate soul power increased from level nine to full innate soul power.

Her cultivation aptitude improved significantly, and the quality of her martial soul also improved significantly.

She looked at the Nine-Jeweled Glazed Pagoda in her hand and smiled.

"so beautiful!"

Ning Fengzhi's tears finally fell.

He knelt down and hugged his daughter.

"Rongrong, you did it."

Ning Rongrong leaned on his shoulder.

"Dad, I'll be even better in the future."

Ling Feng stood aside, watching the father and daughter without saying a word.

Jin Chen stood behind him, his eyes also red, but he held back his tears.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin looked at Ning Rongrong with eyes full of satisfaction.

Gu Rong, the Bone Douluo, looked at Ning Rongrong with a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth.

Ling Feng stepped forward.

"Sect Leader Ning, your daughter should return to the Spirit Hall with me."

Ning Fengzhi released his daughter and stood up.

His eyes were still red, but his voice was calm.

"Rongrong, you go to the Spirit Hall with the Holy Son."

There are many people there, many Soul Masters, and many powerful individuals.

You need to train there and become stronger.

Ning Rongrong looked at him.

"Dad, will you come to see me?"

Ning Fengzhi nodded.

Yes.

Dad will come to see you.

Ning Rongrong hugged the Nine-Treasure Glazed Pagoda tightly.

"Then I'll go."

Ling Feng left the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School with Jin Chen and Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong sat in the carriage, lifted the curtain, and looked back at the mountain gate of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Ning Fengzhi stood at the mountain gate, watching the carriage gradually disappear into the distance.

His figure grew smaller and smaller until it disappeared from sight.

Ning Rongrong lowered the carriage curtain, hugged the Nine-Treasure Glazed Pagoda, and closed her eyes.

There were tears in the corners of her eyes, but she didn't cry.

Jin Chen looked at her.

"Little girl, don't cry."

Martial spirits are all very fun.

There were candied hawthorns, spicy soup, and lots of kids your age.

Ning Rongrong opened her eyes and looked at him.

"Really?"

Jin Chen nodded.

"real.

I'll take you to see it.

Chapter 232 Sword Douluo

Ning Rongrong smiled.

That smile was radiant.

Ling Feng rode his horse alongside the carriage, and upon hearing laughter coming from inside, a slight smile appeared on his lips.

The matter concerning the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has been settled.

There is still a lot to do.

The carriage left the gate of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and slowly descended the mountain road.

The mountain road is lined with green bamboo. When the wind blows, the bamboo leaves rustle, as if whispering.

Sunlight filters through the gaps in the bamboo leaves, casting dappled shadows on the bluestone pavement.

Ling Feng rode his horse on the left side of the carriage, with the dragon-patterned staff slung diagonally behind him.

Jin Chen rode his horse on the right side of the carriage, the trident of Poseidon humming behind him, its golden blade gleaming in the sunlight.

He was humming an unknown tune, in a very good mood.

Ning Rongrong sat in the carriage, lifted the curtain, and poked her head out, curiously looking at the scenery outside.

Her Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda had already returned to her body, but her little face still had an excited blush.

She had never left the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School before, and this was her first time traveling far from home. Her eyes couldn't keep up; she kept looking at the bamboo forest on her left, the mountain stream on her right, and the clouds in the sky.

"Brother Holy Son, what's the name of that mountain?"

Ning Rongrong pointed to a mountain peak shrouded in mist in the distance.

Ling Feng glanced at it.

"Lingjiu Peak".

Ning Rongrong then asked, "Are there spirit vultures on Lingjiu Peak?"

Ling Feng thought for a moment.

"Maybe."

Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up.

"Is that spirit vulture powerful?"

Is it more powerful than your Dark Holy Dragon?

Jin Chen couldn't help but interrupt.

“Little girl, the boss’s Dark Holy Dragon is a million-year-old dragon, what is the Spirit Vulture?”

"I'm not even worthy to carry the boss's shoes."

Ning Rongrong tilted her head.

"Brother Jin Chen, is your Poseidon Trident powerful?"

Can we defeat the boss's Dark Holy Dragon?

Jin Chen scratched his head and thought for a moment.

"We can't beat them."

The boss's Dark Holy Dragon is too powerful.

"But my Trident of Poseidon is also very powerful. When you grow up, I'll let you touch it."

Ning Rongrong's eyes shone even brighter.

"really?

Can I touch Poseidon's trident?

Jin Chen took the Trident of Poseidon from behind his back and handed it to Ning Rongrong.

"Touch it."

Ning Rongrong reached out her small hand and gently touched the trident.

The trident hummed, and golden light emanated from its body, illuminating Ning Rongrong's small face.

Ning Rongrong withdrew her hand slightly, then reached out again, this time grasping the halberd.

The trident's hum grew louder, and its golden light shone even brighter.

"It's talking to me!"

Ning Rongrong shouted excitedly.

Jin Chen was stunned for a moment.

"Can the Trident of Poseidon talk?"

Ning Rongrong nodded.

"Um!

It said its name was the Trident of Poseidon, it said it was very powerful, and it said it liked me.

Jin Chen scratched his head and looked at Ling Feng.