Douluo Continent: Starting with controlling Ning Rongrong and establishing the Holy Cult

Thinking about it, she fell asleep again.

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After Tang San exchanged pleasantries with everyone, he immediately asked Flander about the Grandmaster's residence—based on Flander's words, he guessed that the Grandmaster would probably become a teacher at Shrek Academy.

After finding out where the master was, Tang San could not contain his excitement and immediately rushed over.

The Master's Wooden House.

The master sat at his desk, looking out the window at the beautiful natural scenery.

He was secretly delighted. Although he was too weak to sense what was happening on Tang San's side, he assumed it was going smoothly. At the end of the day, he might become the new Seventh Elder.

As he was thinking, he heard a knock on the door, and Tang San's excited voice came from the doorway: "Teacher, it's me!"

The master beamed with joy and quickly got up to greet him.

As soon as the door opened, Tang San's smiling face came into view.

Great, the plan is proceeding as scheduled.

"Come in quickly, tell me how things are going?"

Chapter 59 Ning Rongrong, step forward!

Upon hearing the master's words, Tang San pondered for a moment.

What does it mean?

Does this refer to the act of him assassinating Ning Rongrong, or the lesson he learned?

After thinking it over, Tang San realized that the latter was the master's goal, so he nodded and said, "Teacher, it went very smoothly."

The master nodded in satisfaction, took a sip of tea, and said, "You truly are my most outstanding student."

Tang San was overjoyed, realizing he had guessed correctly. He added, "After being killed by Ning Rongrong once, I deeply realized that I am not strong enough, and I will work harder to cultivate in the future!"

Upon hearing this, the master spat out his tea before he could even swallow it, spitting it all over the ground.

He wiped his mouth, looked at Tang San's confident and satisfied smile with disbelief, and said, "You mean, you were killed by Ning Rongrong?"

Oh no, what is this?

How could someone laugh while being killed?

Moreover, why was he standing here after being killed?

Tang San noticed that Grandmaster's expression was off and realized that Grandmaster felt he shouldn't die. So he said, "Grandmaster, I know my strength is still too weak and my mentality is not mature enough..."

The master extended his hand, palm facing Tang San's face, stopping Tang San from continuing. He then asked, "Slow down, let me sort this out properly. Little San, tell me in detail how you assassinated Ning Rongrong, how you were killed, and how you were resurrected."

So Tang San told the master the whole story in detail.

After listening to the entire process, the master looked thoughtful.

Tang San possessed a third spirit ring, and one from 2000 years ago—this was the first time he had ever heard of it. He wanted to criticize Tang San on the spot, but compared to other matters, criticizing Tang San was a very low priority.

Ning Rongrong possessed a technique of using an opponent's force against them, something he had never heard of before. This technique not only reduced the damage she received but also transferred it to her opponent. Even more terrifying was that, under the influence of this technique, Ning Rongrong was able to withstand an attack from at least a Soul Master level and even manage to kill Tang San—it was truly astounding.

As for Tang San's resurrection, he claimed it was because the disguise tool he gave him came in handy, for which Tang San even thanked him... This is even more absurd. If he had known the disguise tool had this function, why would he have given it to Tang San? He just felt awkward taking it back since he had already given it to him.

How tragic.

He looked up, and Tang San was eagerly awaiting his opinion.

What should I say? That he had no idea what Ning Rongrong was capable of, yet he rashly sent him to assassinate her? That Tang San's resurrection was a coincidence? Neither would work; it would damage my image as a master. I had to act profound and think of something to start things off.

After this incident, he had a vague feeling that he was getting further and further away from the position of Seventh Elder. If he hadn't been exposed, it would have been fine... Right!

The master had a flash of inspiration and came up with a suitable opening line.

"My dear mistress, are you sure you haven't been exposed? My biggest worry right now is that you've been exposed."

Tang San was deeply moved that his master still cared about him!

He shook his head and said, "I didn't expose myself. After I came back, I met Ning Rongrong, and she didn't recognize me at all as the man in black."

The master breathed a sigh of relief. For the time being, they should be safe.

If he hadn't been exposed, there was still a chance for him to become the Seventh Elder; he could have orchestrated a second assassination attempt. There was still hope.

The master said, "It's good that you weren't exposed. I'm relieved. Now you should calm down and reflect. We'll discuss the second assassination attempt another day."

Tang San nodded, then suddenly looked troubled. After a long while, he raised his head and asked, "Teacher, do you and Ning Rongrong have some kind of conflict? Why are you targeting her like this?"

The master's expression stiffened. It wasn't the right time to tell Tang San about the internal conflicts within the Holy Spirit Cult. What was this all about? If he told him, Tang San might just expose him.

No, I absolutely cannot tell him.

The master paused for a moment and said, "Everyone is the same. I am just an aid to your growth, and I will assess the situation and guide you in a benevolent way. As for Ning Rongrong, I only met her once in Soto City and felt that she was a suitable target for you."

Tang San suddenly realized, "So that's how it is."

After a moment of silence, seeing that Tang San had no questions, the master said, "Little San, you should go back now. Tomorrow is the first day of classes at your school, and I will personally teach your first lesson. You should rest and recuperate. In tomorrow's first lesson, I will test Ning Rongrong's strength, so watch closely."

Tang San hummed in agreement and returned to his dormitory, his anticipation growing.

Meanwhile, the men Flanders sent out returned. Unfortunately, the scene had already been cleaned up. Although signs of a fight were visible, they had no clue who the attackers were.

Flander sat in the dean's office, looking troubled.

What should we do? Should we tell the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School about this?

Ultimately, he decided to suppress the matter.

Ning Rongrong herself said she was fine, so why would I get involved? Wouldn't that be meddling in other people's business? If she wanted to tell the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Ning Rongrong could easily do it herself!

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Let's go back to the present, to the day after Tang San's assassination attempt.

The Shrek students gathered on the playground.

In front of the seven little ones were two deans, three teachers, and a master.

Flander enthusiastically introduced Shrek Academy's faculty and the existence of the Master, announcing that the Master would be in full charge of the upcoming training.

Because of the groundwork laid yesterday, and because the master was eager to know Ning Rongrong's true strength, the training time was changed from the originally scheduled next day to now.

Ning Rongrong looked at the teachers above her, and finally her gaze settled on the master.

Compared to the master I met in Soto yesterday, the master now appeared more composed.

His gaze swept over the crowd from time to time, assessing their strength.

At first glance, he really does have the air of a "master".

Should we cause some trouble for this culprit now?

Ning Rongrong hesitated, then shook her head and decided to uphold the original verdict.

At this point, Yu Xiaogang's position was still too low, so he wasn't in a hurry to make a move unless the other party provoked him.

Yu Xiaogang stood in front of the crowd, trying to appear calm, but cold sweat was already breaking out on his brow.

Looking at Ning Rongrong up close, one feels an extra sense of pressure.

And what did her regretful head shake mean?

Yu Xiaogang dared not think about it.

However, there is one good thing: the other party doesn't seem to have discovered that they orchestrated Tang San's assassination attempt.

Moreover, even if the other party puts pressure on him, Yu Xiaogang doesn't feel it's a problem.

Here, he is the teacher, and Ning Rongrong is just a student.

The previous evening, he had obtained information about each student and their abilities from Flander. He believed he had gained a deeper understanding of Ning Rongrong and had also devised a narrative to make the upcoming training seem reasonable.

"I have learned about your martial spirits and abilities. From today onwards, I will begin intensive training for you. Ning Rongrong, step forward!"

Chapter 60 1v6, First Match, Dai Mubai

Ning Rongrong stepped forward, her opinion of the master changing.

I had intended to let them off the hook, but now it seems they're trying to provoke me...

After playing for a long time, she gained a deeper understanding of the game.

My previous understanding was that this game focuses on exploration and combat.

As she played longer, she realized the game had a storyline, and that this storyline was very likely generated in real-time by AI. Add to that the fact that the main character could react with a wide range of actions based on the player's language and expressions, and these two elements combined to create a subtle effect. In other words, if you truly immersed yourself in the main character, you would find it no different from being transported to the Douluo Continent.

Therefore, the master's words are most likely due to his character design, and there is a very small chance that they were deliberately set up by the game company to advance the plot.

But she wasn't in a hurry to draw conclusions and decided to observe further. She'd save this for later though.

The master looked at Ning Rongrong, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes, but he quickly concealed it without anyone noticing. He said, "I'm giving you a task. Starting now, take down all six of them one by one without injuring them."

"Huh?" Ning Rongrong pointed at herself, then at the six people, and asked, "Me? Me, a support-type Soul Master, fighting six of them?"

The master's expression turned somewhat grim. He was getting impatient, but he couldn't show it. Finally, he said seriously, "I've already said it, I know your abilities, including your technique of using an opponent's force against them. Moreover, your physical attributes are comparable to Dai Mubai's. I think you can fight them."

Ning Rongrong waved her hand helplessly and said, "Alright then."

Although Ning Rongrong seemed to have no objections, the others below also felt that the master's arrangement was unreasonable. Apart from Tang San's unconditional trust in the master and Xiao Wu's trust in Tang San and therefore her trust in the master, the other four people, more or less, had doubts about the master.

Ning Rongrong's strength was evident to all, but she was, after all, only a support-type Soul Master. Had Grandmaster seen Ning Rongrong in battle? Those were attacks that came at the cost of self-inflicted damage. Fighting one person was fine, but six taking turns fighting her would be too much for her. If one had to be assigned to fight six, it should be Dai Mubai.

The master who made such an arrangement either had a grudge against Ning Rongrong or was a mediocre teacher.

Of course, out of respect for Flander, the four of them didn't say anything.

The master continued, "Dai Mubai, step forward!"

Dai Mubai stepped forward and stood next to Ning Rongrong.

"Don't hold back, defeat her with all your might," the master said to Dai Mubai.

“This…” Dai Mubai hesitated for a moment, then added, “I’m level 37, and Ning Rongrong is level 33. Isn’t that a bit unfair?”

Level 33? Ning Rongrong frowned, but quickly understood.

That's right. I haven't told anyone that I'm level 43, and I didn't use much of my strength when I fought Tang San. In their eyes, I'm still level 33. Since that's the case, I might as well keep my true strength hidden and save her the trouble of explaining.