Douluo Continent: Long Live the Spirit Hall

However, the influence of the Haotian Sect, one of the three upper sects, has greatly decreased due to its seclusion. Although its strength is still considerable, it is no longer a significant threat. Yan can eliminate it at any time if he wants, so there is no need to worry about it too much for now.

Of the remaining forces, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has already been won over by him, followed by the Five Elements Academy and the Soul Master forces behind them.

Among the five elemental academies, Elephant Armor Academy and Elephant Armor Sect have already contacted the Spirit Hall to express their submission. As for Divine Wind Academy, Feng Xiaotian is still highly regarded; they can still negotiate if they are allowed to remain neutral for the time being.

As for the remaining ones, Thunder Academy and Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan are the most troublesome. The Blue Lightning Clan has been shouting the slogan "Be a dragon, not a dog" for a long time, and they really think that the Heavenly Lord is the most important person in the world, making it seem like they are real dragons.

These people don't even realize that the mighty dragon race has perished, yet this bunch of little dragon people with only some dragon blood still think they're superior 'celestial dragons'? Are they out of their minds?

Yan was too lazy to deal with these guys, so he just left them aside. He did need to suppress them, but there was no need to take it too seriously. It would be even better if they were forced to side with the Heavenly Dou Royal Family. Since these people had broken their oaths, they could be dealt with together.

After these forces were discussed, only two academies remained: the Blazing Fire Academy, which specialized in fire attributes, and the Divine Wind Academy, which specialized in water attributes.

Yan had heard Feng Xiaotian mention that the Five Elements Academy Alliance holds an annual team sparring event, and the next event wouldn't be long, so he could go and join in the fun.

As Yan pondered the matter, his hand continued to turn the pages of the book, seemingly lost in thought. His expression was somewhat strange when a disdainful snort suddenly rang in his ears, instantly snapping him back to reality.

"You big pervert, I wonder what kind of lewd things you're thinking about."

Yan looked in the direction of the sound and saw a little girl picking flowers amidst the blooming blossoms, spoiling the scene. She kept glancing at him warily and making unfounded accusations against his innocence.

Yan had some knowledge of flowers and plants, and could tell that many of the flowers in this garden were quite precious. It was such a waste that Miss Rongrong picked them so casually to make flower wreaths.

Yan couldn't help but click his tongue, but ultimately said nothing. After all, it belonged to someone else; what right did he, as a guest, have to criticize them for wasting it? He wasn't one to cherish flowers, so there was no need for him to cause trouble.

He looked at the vibrant young girl in front of him. She was pretty and adorable, like a flower in full bloom. But she was only ten years old, which was an awkward age. It was more like she was three years old.

"Hmph, you big pervert, what are you looking at? I see something in your eyes that makes me angry."

Yan glanced at her twice, and Ning Rongrong took a few small steps to the pavilion. She raised her fair and slender arm, extended her white index finger, pointed at him, and said in a clear voice.

"Hehe, Miss Rongrong is so smart, but even if you figured it out, what can you do to me?"

Yan was thick-skinned enough not to care about the girl's accusations at all. After being discovered, he glanced at her a couple more times and then lay back on a recliner in the pavilion, covering his head with the book he had just been reading and ignoring her completely.

He knew very well that dealing with this kind of little devil meant he couldn't spoil her or go along with her. Going along with her would only lead to her taking advantage of him. The only way to teach her a lesson was to deliberately oppose her until she got so angry that she couldn't take it anymore and he would have to take matters into his own hands.

If this were to come to a physical confrontation, given Yan's skills—his ability to punch the Nanshan Nursing Home and kick the Beihai Kindergarten—frankly speaking, even with his hands and feet bound, he could easily overpower this little girl. They're not even in the same league.

"You bastard..."

Ning Rongrong, the little witch, was furious. As the dignified little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, when had she ever suffered such a loss? How dare someone be so arrogant towards her within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School? And this wasn't the first time. She couldn't let this go, could she?

"Get up! Why don't you dare look at me? Are you feeling guilty?"

The little girl put her hands on her hips and shouted at Yan, looking like she was ready for battle and full of fighting spirit.

Faced with this situation, Yan simply put the book away, tilted his head, glanced at Ning Rongrong's bust and groin, clicked his tongue twice, then curled his lips in boredom, looking completely uninterested. He then turned around, closed the book, and closed his eyes as if to sleep.

Ning Rongrong was absolutely furious; she had never been humiliated like this before. Yan's movements were few, but his expressions were rich and nuanced, perfectly conveying his intended meaning. How could the young lady of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School tolerate this?

Unfortunately, no matter how angry Ning Rongrong was, Yan wouldn't turn around and pay her any attention. The scene of being reprimanded when she got too close last time was still vivid in her mind, so Ning Rongrong didn't dare to get too close. She could only grit her teeth and glare angrily at Yan's back.

Yan naturally sensed Ning Rongrong's change and embarrassment behind him, but he couldn't be bothered with this little devil right now. He needed to temper his temper so he would have an advantage when facing her in the future. As for Ning Rongrong being angry, he cared even less. Let her bite him if she dared.

Ning Rongrong sulked for a while, then suddenly her eyes lit up. She closed her eyes, took a deep breath to calm herself down, and then gathered her emotions, thinking about some things that made her feel wronged. Soon, her eyes welled up with tears.

Then the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School glared at Yan's back, grabbed her collar with both hands, and ripped it open. Two buttons flew off, and with a ripping sound, her pretty little dress was torn. She then ruffled her hair, and then...

"Help! Indecent assault! Help!"

Chapter 221 Ning Rongrong was bullied

"puff……"

Screams and exclamations shattered the tranquility of the garden. Yan, who had been happily celebrating his partial victory, was taking a sip of tea to rinse his mouth when he heard the exclamations. He turned around abruptly and spat a mouthful of tea directly onto a pillar.

He stared at the disheveled little devil Ning Rongrong, his face immediately darkening. He truly hadn't expected Ning Rongrong to be so audacious; what happened to a girl's reputation and dignity? She was willing to use such a self-destructive tactic.

She's only ten years old, how did she go astray? No wonder she's called a little witch. Her temper and methods are beyond what ordinary people can handle. It was only after she joined Shrek Academy and encountered a group of even more scoundrels that she was restrained, but that wouldn't have been good for Ning Rongrong either.

Later, although she became well-behaved, she was too well-behaved, practically a typical rich girl—overly gentle, polite, and sensible, completely losing her initial liveliness. It was really...

However, now is not the time for Yan to lament the little girl's future experiences or feel sorry for her being frightened later. What he needs to face now is the trouble caused by this girl's prank.

This is, after all, the residence of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and it's located in the heart of the fortified village. There are powerful members of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School patrolling everywhere outside the courtyard. Ning Rongrong's voice isn't quiet either, so with such a commotion, someone will definitely come over soon.

Yan stared at the little girl in front of him, speechless. He just wanted to read quietly, was that so hard? It wasn't like he was ignoring her, he just hadn't found a chance to take her to see the goldfish yet, was there any need to be in such a hurry?

He lay quietly on the recliner without making any other moves. Given the current situation, with people almost here, it was impossible to explain whether he grabbed them and slapped them or just turned and left. It was better to face it calmly.

"Hmph, you big pervert, you think you can mess with me? Just wait and see how I deal with you after I tie you up. There are so many earthworms and caterpillars in the garden, then..."

Across from Yan, Ning Rongrong was looking at him smugly, her little head already thinking about how she, the 'victim,' should vent her grievances after the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School experts tied Yan up.

She's called a little witch for a reason; she has a whole repertoire of tricks up her sleeve. Before, she couldn't deal with Yan without anyone's help, so all those tricks were useless. But this time, once that big pervert is caught, she'll definitely teach him a lesson.

A series of whooshing sounds came from afar, and even the patrolling disciples and stewards of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, who were not far away, and the elders of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School who were busy at work further away, rushed over.

The people who came to the garden were stunned by the scene before them. Ning Rongrong, her clothes torn and her face streaked with tears, was huddled in a corner of the pavilion, sobbing softly.

Yan, on the other side, was dressed neatly, but he lay back in his chair with a relaxed expression, looking smug as if he had already finished. The crucial point was that Ning Rongrong's tattered dress still had a few buttons, all right next to his chair.

"No, don't bully Rongrong... Waaah..."

Although the little girl is young, she is quite the actress. At this moment, she looked up with teary eyes and sobbed softly. Her expression was absolutely amazing. Yan is willing to call her the second generation of Zhang Zifeng.

"Damn it, how dare this guy do such a thing to Miss."

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School also had its share of passionate young men. Seeing their young lady being bullied like this, they couldn't help but want to step forward and execute Yan on the spot.

Before these people could make a move, Yan waved his sleeve, unleashing a wave of fiery red soul power. Then, with a whirlwind, he appeared beside Ning Rongrong and casually rolled up a cloak he had taken from his storage soul tool, completely covering the little girl.

He turned around again and lay back down in the chair, but this time he had a new prize in his arms: Ning Rongrong, who had just been crying and accusing him of his crimes.

Shh. Stop fooling around.

Yan helplessly reached out and pinched the little girl's delicate nose, which naturally earned him a furious glare from Ning Rongrong. She opened her mouth to bite him, but he held her down by supporting her smooth chin with one hand. As for her hands and feet, Yan had wrapped them up very tightly, so she couldn't struggle.

"stop."

The deacons and disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, fearing for Ning Rongrong's safety, dared not make a move. They stood there, looking at each other in bewilderment. At this moment, Ning Fengzhi, Gu Rong, Chen Xin, and others finally arrived.

A steward dressed in a robe with seven-colored cloud patterns came to Ning Fengzhi's side and whispered a few words. Ning Fengzhi glanced at the torn pieces of his daughter's dress in the pavilion, and then saw Ning Rongrong, who was still restless in Yan's arms and had her mouth open as if she wanted to bite someone.

He immediately felt a headache coming on, and his whole body went numb. He knew Yan's temper well; even if he really wanted to do something bad, he wouldn't be playing around like this in the pavilion. Moreover, based on everyone's description, Yan had just been lying down, so the situation was most likely...

"Get out, all of you. Get out."

Ning Fengzhi gave a stern shout, somewhat annoyed. Before some people could react, he shouted again in anger, and all the disciples, stewards, and elders retreated. Only Gu Rong, Chen Xin, and the five of them remained in the garden, staring at each other, each feeling somewhat awkward.

"Cough cough..."

Yan coughed twice, gently pulling Ning Rongrong's little head away as she tried to bite him, then sat up and explained to Ning Fengzhi, "Uncle Ning, I was also wrong about this; I shouldn't have made Rongrong angry..."

Yan took the initiative to admit his mistake, and Ning Fengzhi's expression became even uglier. He immediately locked his gaze on Ning Rongrong, who was still making a fuss, and said in an extremely unfriendly tone, "Rongrong, you are already ten years old. You can't keep acting so recklessly."

This time, what can your father say to you? This concerns a girl's reputation. It's only because the Holy Son didn't hold it against you..."

Ning Rongrong, who was making a big fuss, was stunned. Ning Fengzhi had never spoken to her so harshly before. Her bright eyes suddenly filled with tears, and she looked like she was about to cry when Yan spoke again.

"Uncle Ning, Rongrong is just a little lively and mischievous. She's still young and will understand in the future. It's not good to keep her dressed like this. Let me take her to her room to change her clothes!"

As Yan spoke, he prepared to stand up, pick up Ning Rongrong, and head towards the room. Ning Fengzhi opened his mouth, but perhaps Yan's words had some effect, or perhaps for other reasons, he ultimately did not say anything more.

The two old men, Gu Rong and Chen Xin, were even more at a loss for words. They both knew Ning Rongrong well and had guessed that this so-called indecent assault was just a prank by Ning Rongrong.

If it were anything else, they might have offered some advice, but this matter concerning reputation was something the little princess shouldn't joke about. If this wasn't handled properly, rumors could spread throughout the sect.

"Rongrong, your father is really angry this time. It's fine for girls to like to play around and play pranks, but you can't do this again next time..."

Yan carried Ning Rongrong into the room in the courtyard, without closing the door. As he spoke, he led the little girl into the bedroom.

Ning Rongrong seemed to realize she was wrong this time. Although she was still arguing, she didn't argue. "Alright, alright, you're just as annoying as my dad. If you weren't such a lecherous wolf, I wouldn't have done this. You're so annoying..."

Yan gently placed Ning Rongrong on the bed, then untied the cloak covering her. The little girl stood up, clutching the tear in her clothes, and angrily pointed outside, "What are you still doing here? Get out of here now!"

What the little girl didn't notice was that the kind and gentle older brother who had just appeared in front of others had now changed his expression, lowered his head and chuckled, "Actually, Rongrong, this kind of thing is something we can try when we're together in the future."

"Uh...you want to do...waaaah..."

Ning Rongrong looked up and saw someone lower their body, and then... slap slap slap, slap slap slap.

The mischievous little witch underestimated the shamelessness of this man who could change his expression. Her pert little buttocks were exposed for the first time, and her mouth was sealed shut by a special method, leaving her unable to make a sound. She was filled with despair.

After a long while, the panting little witch pushed someone away. Her face was flushed and her tattered dress, though she had changed, didn't look very neat. It looked as if it had just been ruined and then casually buttoned up. Something was wrong.

Ning Rongrong stared at Yan, her voice, though pouting, carried a hint of coquettishness, "You big pervert, I'll tell Daddy you bullied me..."

Yan said smugly, "Do you have any proof? The door is right there. Who would believe I'm so bold? You just made Uncle Ning angry. Do you think he believes me more or you, this prankster?"

"You're so shameless."

Ning Rongrong's feelings towards Yan were complicated. Although what he did was outrageous, she didn't seem to resist during the hazy moment just now. This scoundrel must have used some kind of mind-controlling trick. Ning Rongrong would not admit defeat and was determined to expose this lecher's true colors.

"It wasn't me, I didn't do it, don't talk nonsense."

Yan immediately denied it three times in a row. He couldn't admit to such a thing. He opened his mouth and showed off his full set of good teeth. "Look at my teeth, they're all fine. How can I be shameless?"

"Pooh!"

Ning Rongrong spat lightly. This little devil was also a smart person. She knew very well that Yan was right. Her father was still angry, so there was no point in complaining. She could only swallow her anger for the time being, but this grudge had been formed.

"You big pervert, just you wait, I'll show you what's what."

After letting out a resentful shout, the little girl fled Yan's room in a flash, afraid that he would take advantage of the moment and do it again. Yan just smiled and followed her out. It seemed that teasing and conquering this little devil was quite an interesting thing.

It's still early before the Five Elements Academy's exchange meeting, so it looks like I'll be having a lot of fun during my time studying at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Chapter 222 A Letter from Dugu Yan

Inside the courtyard of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, in the same pavilion, Yan was playing a game with Ning Rongrong. Don't misunderstand, it was a very serious game—just chess.

Opposite Yan, Ning Rongrong, whose face was covered with notes, looked very serious. As the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, she had always been invincible in various games and card games since she was a child, but today she had suffered a series of defeats. This was not a good sign. Could this guy in front of her really be her nemesis?

Ning Rongrong thought to herself, while Yan opposite her was scrutinizing that fair and delicate face, seemingly planning where to stick the note next time.

On the stone table between the two of them was a jade chessboard, clearly marked with the Chu River and Han Border. It was a chessboard for Chinese chess, but the way the two of them played the game was not the proper way to play Chinese chess. Instead, it was more like a puzzle game.

Only half of the jade chessboard is in use, with thirty-two chess pieces and the pieces flipped face down on the thirty-two squares of the half-board.

This chess game isn't played in the normal way; it's a game called Half-Sided Chess that Yan often played in his previous life. Also known as Flip-Flip Chess, the rules are simple: thirty-two pieces are placed face down on half of the board, and two players decide who goes first by playing rock-paper-scissors.

The first player to flip over a piece determines whether they play black or red based on the piece's color. Once all pieces are flipped over, the game enters chess mode, and the player who captures all of the opponent's pieces is the winner.