Douluo's Spirit Pearl Divine Sword

"You dare call me Little Witch? You're so mean! I'll teach you a lesson today!" Ning Rongrong gave a wink to the people behind her, and they all stepped forward to surround Tian Lin.

"Are you trying to gang up on us?"

"Hmph, scared now? I've been waiting for this opportunity for a long time. Because of you, this is the first time Grandpa Jian has ever yelled at me. I'm giving you another chance. As long as you agree to be my little follower and listen to me from now on, I'll let you go today!" Ning Rongrong said triumphantly. This little brat really holds a grudge. He still remembers that little thing from back then.

Tianlin shook his head. "I'm sorry, but like I said, I don't have the habit of being someone's follower, so I still refuse."

"Damn it, you lot, teach him a lesson!" This was the second time in her life she had been rejected, and by the same person no less. She couldn't take it anymore.

"Kid, don't blame us. Who told you to mess with Miss Rongrong!" said the leader of the group. He was about eleven or twelve years old and had the highest soul power among them.

Tianlin looked at the person who spoke and asked, "Was that bone you shot over there?"

"That's right, my name is Gu Ran, my martial soul is the Bone Warhorse, and I am a level 22 Power Attack type Battle Soul Master!" Gu Ran introduced himself, and two yellow soul rings on his body flashed.

"Gu Ran, I remember that Bone Douluo has no children?" Tian Lin guessed that this person might be related to Bone Douluo by blood, and that he might have to go easy on him later.

“I have no kinship with Your Majesty. I am just an orphan adopted by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. Because I awakened a skeletal martial soul, I was taken in as a disciple by Bone Douluo and joined the Imperial Hall.” Gu Ran explained, “Boy, you are too young. You can’t possibly be my match. I don’t want to fight you. As long as you agree to the young lady’s conditions, we can all live in peace.”

Gu Ran was still trying to reason with him, but Ning Rongrong couldn't wait any longer. "Gu Ran, why are you talking so much to that guy? Hurry up and beat him up!"

"You mean well, but unfortunately, my martial spirit is a sword, and my sword heart does not allow me to bow down, so I can only disappoint your kindness." As he spoke, the spirit rings on Tianlin's body lit up, and the demonic sword was already in his hand.

"Tianlin, Martial Soul: Demon-Suppressing Sword, Level 15 Power Attack Type Battle Soul Master, please instruct me!"

Chapter 14 Beating Up Ning Rongrong and Her Gang

With the Heavenly Scale Demon Sword in hand, his aura surged, making him almost as powerful as Gu Ran, who had two spirit rings.

"You, what level did you say you are?" Gu Ran asked blankly.

"Level 15, a one-ring Battle Soul Master!" Tianlin held up one finger and emphasized again.

Not only him, but everyone was stunned. They all knew that Tianlin had only recently acquired his first spirit ring, and in just over half a month, he had already reached level fifteen.

Absorbing a spirit ring does indeed help improve spirit power, but generally, it only raises it to around level eleven. His first spirit ring came from a 350-year-old spirit beast, which immediately raised his level to level twelve and a half, earning him the title of genius from Gu Rong. However, compared to the monster in front of him, he was far inferior.

"What a genius! But having soul power alone is useless. Let me teach you how to fight." Gu Ran was convinced that Tian Lin only had high soul power and almost no combat experience, so he didn't take him seriously.

"Beast Spirit Possession, First Soul Skill: Bone Spike!"

Gu Ran's first soul skill is to release countless sharp bone spikes from the skeletal warhorse, with a considerable range. As a first soul skill, it can be considered quite outstanding.

"The third move of the Shu Mountain Sword Technique, Xiao Xiang Shui Yun." Tian Lin smiled slightly and brandished his longsword.

This is a defensive move from the beginner swordsmanship of Shu Mountain. As he moved his sword, it was as if a water curtain was condensing in front of him, and all the bone spikes were blocked by his longsword.

"Sixth move, Moonlight Shots on the Cold River!"

Then Tianlin thrust his sword straight forward, the movement like moonlight scattering across the lake, creating an extremely beautiful scene.

"What beautiful swordsmanship!" Ning Rongrong was momentarily stunned. As a young girl, she naturally liked beautiful things. However, she quickly shook her head and said, "Idiot, what am I thinking? This guy is a big bad guy. So what if his swordsmanship is beautiful? I can't be fooled."

"Damn it, second soul skill, bone enhancement!" Seeing that the first soul skill was useless, Gu Ran finally took out his trump card.

This is a soul skill that strengthens oneself, and Gu Ran's martial soul is a horse. Although it is a horse made of bones, like a regular horse, the part that is strengthened the most is his legs.

This second soul skill can increase his leg strength by 30% and the strength of the rest of his body by 20% in one go, making it his most powerful ultimate skill.

The sword and the leg collided in mid-air, and Tianlin was knocked back seven steps, while Gu Ran only took three steps back.

Although the Tianlin Sword Technique is exquisite, it is only at the first level, and there is bound to be a gap in strength compared to Gu Ran, who has reached the second level.

Little did he know that Gu Ran was even more surprised than him. His trump card couldn't even hurt him, only knocking him back a few steps. Was this level one Soul Master a bit too strong?

"Hey, what are you waiting for? Come at me all at once!" Ning Rongrong called on the others to gang up on Tianlin when she saw that Gu Ran couldn't take him down by himself.

The other three exchanged glances, their eyes revealing helplessness. To be honest, they really didn't want to bully the weak while also outnumbering the weak, but they couldn't disobey the little princess's orders.

So the three of them had no choice but to step forward and introduce themselves.

"Xu Ting, Martial Soul Flying Swallow, Level 18 Agility-Attack Type Battle Soul Master."

"Jiang Hao, Martial Soul Blade, Level 18 Power Attack Type Battle Soul Master."

"Chen Tao, Martial Soul Chain, Level 19 Control-type Battle Soul Master."

The remaining three, two men and one woman, were all around ten or eleven years old, yet all possessed soul power approaching level twenty.

One of the admission requirements for Shrek Academy is to reach level 21 before the age of twelve, and these individuals almost all have the opportunity to achieve this.

Although they are not as exceptionally talented as the original Shrek Seven Devils, each of whom was above level 25, reaching around level 22 or 23 is not impossible. In other places, they would be considered remarkable geniuses, worthy of being disciples heavily cultivated by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

"You lot, come at me all at once! First Soul Skill, Frost Condensation!" Tian Lin's fingers traced the blade of the Demon Sword, and instantly, a strong chill appeared on the blade, causing the surrounding temperature to drop several degrees.

"The beginner's movement technique of Mount Shu, Flying Flowers and Butterflies Dance!"

"Flying Flowers and Dancing Butterflies" is the basic movement technique of the Shu Mountain sect. It combines footwork and swordsmanship, making the body shape and sword angle unpredictable, allowing one to move through multiple battlefields.

"First Soul Skill, One Slash to Dissect an Ox!" Jiang Hao immediately swung his broadsword down, but unfortunately, his attacks missed repeatedly in the face of Tian Lin's elusive figure.

Xu Ting, who was flying in the air, was the one who could most directly feel the strangeness of Tianlin's movements. "Chen Tao, use your chains to bind him, otherwise we won't be able to catch him at all."

Chen Tao nodded. "Alright, first soul skill, Binding Lock."

"Xiao Xiang Shui Yun!" Tian Lin used a defensive move again, breaking through all the attack angles of the chains. Not only that, but because of Ning Han Xue, the front end of Chen Tao's chains had been completely frozen.

"Damn it, he's too strong. Let's attack together." Seeing this, the four of them chose to attack simultaneously.

In response to this direct attack, Tianlin shouted, "Well done! Condensing Snow, seal!"

The second way of casting Frostbite was to unleash a powerful surge of cold air, instantly freezing all four people in place.

"How is this possible? Four against one, and each of them had higher soul power than him, and he still lost?" Ning Rongrong said in disbelief.

At this moment, she saw Tianlin walking towards her with ill intentions, and she immediately said in fear, "You, what do you want to do? I'm warning you, if you dare to hit me, you're in big trouble. I advise you to release them immediately, and then I will let today's matter rest for the time being."

His tone was tough, but he sounded too timid and lacked any real intimidation.

"Don't worry, they'll be fine. I didn't use my full strength. The ice will melt when the sun comes out tomorrow. Let them freeze overnight as a small punishment. As Soul Masters, they shouldn't catch a cold over something like this." Tianlin said with a grin, then looked at Ning Rongrong and said, "As for you, you need a different kind of punishment."

"Hmph, you smiling tiger, I'm not playing with you anymore." Sensing danger, Ning Rongrong decided to run away.

But Tianlin caught up with her in a flash, and by the time she realized what was happening, she found herself trapped under Tianlin's arm.

What a magnificent Ansai waist drum performance!

"You're too naughty, I have to punish you!" Tianlin said, raising his hand.

Upon seeing this, Ning Rongrong immediately became anxious. "Hey, hey, hey, what are you going to do? You're not thinking of spanking me, are you? Let me tell you, men and women shouldn't touch each other. This is indecent assault, you're being a hooligan."

Upon hearing this, Tianlin lowered his hand. "As expected of the young lady, you know the principle of men and women not touching each other at such a young age. You are right, I cannot molest you."

Ning Rongrong finally breathed a sigh of relief and was about to ask Tianlin to put her down when she saw a flash of blue light in Tianlin's hand. He had actually summoned the Demon Sword again. "Hey, you, you're not thinking of using that sword to fight, are you? Stop it, people will die."

"Don't worry, I'll only use the back of the sword!" Tianlin laughed.

"That's good... my foot!" Ning Rongrong struggled violently, but with her small body that didn't even have a ring, her strength was practically zero in front of Tian Lin.

In the end, she could only watch helplessly as the demon sword fell on her little bottom.

"The first slap is for your naughtiness."

"The second blow is to punish your stubbornness."

"The third blow was the one that knocked my fruit off."

"The fourth time was because I got addicted to it!"

Tianlin got more and more excited as he fought; opportunities to bully the little princess don't come around all the time.

"Ouch! Stop hitting me! It hurts! I'm sorry! If you really can't handle it, use your hands. I'm still a child. There's no such thing as men and women not touching each other. That sword hurts so much!"

Ning Rongrong pleaded, but Tianlin was completely deaf to her pleas.

Thus, in the woods late at night, six-year-old Ning Rongrong experienced the first great humiliation of her life.

Chapter 15 The Bond Between Ning Rongrong and Tianlin (1)

On a moonlit night with few stars, in the small grove of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's orchard.

Tianlin walked out with a big smile on his face, looking radiant with joy.

"That feels good. Even though I didn't get to eat, I'm in a good mood. I'll go back and continue meditating!"

Tianlin had left. Inside the woods, Ning Rongrong lay on the ground, tears streaming down her face, clutching her bottom and gritting her teeth, "Damn it! What a disgrace! I must avenge this!"

The other four people, who were frozen in ice, were exchanging messages with their eyes.

Three of them looked at Gu Ran, their meaning clear: "Boss, the little princess has been bullied, what should we do?"

Gu Ran returned a glance, "What do you mean 'what should we do'? It should be 'what can we do'! Can't you see I'm frozen solid and can't get out? I don't know how much longer the sun will come out. I'm freezing to death, haha!"

The next morning, Tianlin awoke from his meditation and was immediately summoned to the main hall by a disciple.

Inside the main hall, Ning Fengzhi sat solemnly in the sect leader's seat, saying nothing, while Ning Rongrong and the four disciples from the previous night knelt before him.

The four people looked ashamed, while Ning Rongrong was both unconvinced and aggrieved.

Tianlin, still confused about what was happening, asked Ning Fengzhi, "Uncle Ning, what's going on with them?"

"Xiao Tian, ​​I know everything that happened last night. I spoiled Rongrong, and I apologize to you for that," Ning Fengzhi said.

Ning Fengzhi found out?

Tianlin couldn't help but wonder who told him. Then he glanced at Ning Rongrong, wondering if it was this little fool who told him herself.

Then he really has to question Ning Rongrong's intelligence.

Although Ning Fengzhi and the two Douluo doted on Ning Rongrong, that didn't mean they allowed her to make fundamental mistakes. Leading several teenagers to gang up on a six-year-old junior brother from the same sect—it was something she was capable of doing.

What angered Ning Fengzhi even more was that she actually came to him to complain. What was the difference between this and turning herself in? Under the intimidation of the two Douluo, her four subordinates did not dare to hide anything and confessed everything at once.

Well, this is after losing a four-on-one fight and then complaining. Considering how wise Ning Fengzhi is, how come his daughter's intelligence is completely unlike his? Is she even his biological daughter?

"Uncle Ning, Rongrong is still young and it's normal for her to be ignorant. Please don't be angry. Besides, I already disciplined her last night." Tianlin didn't want Ning Rongrong to be punished again. Otherwise, Ning Rongrong would hold him responsible. Although he wasn't afraid, he found it annoying.

Ning Fengzhi angrily tapped the patriarchal staff in his hand. "Hmph, once isn't enough. Xiao Tian, ​​Uncle Ning is asking for your help. From now on, you'll be in charge of disciplining Rongrong for us. How about it?"

"What, me?" Tianlin's eyes widened immediately. He just didn't want to cause trouble, but Ning Fengzhi actually pushed the most troublesome thing onto him.

“That’s right, as you’ve seen, in the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, no one but you can control her. The older generation dotes on her too much, and the younger generation doesn’t dare to disobey her. Only you are completely indifferent to her status.” Ning Fengzhi sighed.

"No, Daddy, he'll spank me!" Ning Rongrong cried out in terror, her face pale. The thought of last night made her bottom ache.

However, Ning Fengzhi was really angry at this moment and completely ignored her, so Ning Rongrong had no choice but to continue to seek help from her two grandfathers who loved her the most.

Gu Rong couldn't bear it any longer, so he took out a bottle of medicine from his pocket and said, "Rongrong, if Fengzhi doesn't feel pain, your grandpa will. Here, take this medicine. After Tianlin spanks you, just apply it yourself, and it will be fine soon."