Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul is the Ten Ferocious Heavenly Horned Ant

Chapter 644, Yes, but not many.

One minute later.

Urged impatiently by Ning Rongrong, Dong Qing was forcibly dragged to the place where Xue Yan and Ning Fengzhi were currently confronting each other, preparing to accompany her to meet her mother-in-law whom she had slept with for more than ten years.

But when Ning Rongrong actually saw her mother, whom she had slept with for more than ten years and who now looked somewhat domineering, she actually shrank back and hid behind Dong Qing.

at this time.

After noticing Dong Qing and Ning Rongrong's arrival, Ning Fengzhi and Xue Yan stopped their bickering and instead focused their attention on the young couple.

"Mom looks so fierce!" Ning Rongrong whispered.

“It’s not just ordinary ferocity.” Dong Qing nodded.

"But when she's asleep, she feels so gentle." Ning Rongrong pursed her lips.

"Gentle? Rongrong, do you really have no idea what your mother... your mother-in-law has done in the past?" Dongqing said speechlessly.

"I don't know. My mother isn't recorded in any of the sect's historical records. It's as if she doesn't exist. I asked my father, but he always brushed me off. Over time, I stopped worrying about it."

As Ning Rongrong spoke, she carefully observed Xueyan, her mother. She was very familiar with her own mother, but she was also familiar with the mother who had been asleep for more than ten years.

But when this mother woke up, she felt somewhat unfamiliar with her, yet the feeling of blood connection still made her want to get close to this domineering woman in front of her.

Since Ning Rongrong had this feeling, Xueyan, as her biological mother, was no exception.

She didn't even glance at Dong Qing, the human light bulb; her attention was entirely on Ning Rongrong behind him—brown hair, blue eyes, and a face that bore a striking resemblance to her own.

next moment.

Xueyan suddenly appeared beside Dongqing in a flash. She looked curiously at Ning Rongrong behind him and asked, "Who are you? Why do you look a bit like Rongrong?"

Ok?

Whether it was Dong Qing, who was standing right next to them, or Ning Fengzhi, who remained silent, both of these grown men had a question mark floating deep in their minds at this moment.

What exactly does this woman want to do?

Is this a question that any human being could ask?

"Mom, what are you saying? I am Rongrong!" Ning Rongrong was clearly getting anxious.

"Is that so? Prove yourself, let me see your martial spirit." Xue Yan said in an unyielding tone.

Because she was injured and fell into a deep sleep when Ning Rongrong was three years old, just beginning to remember things, she naturally didn't know what kind of martial spirit Ning Rongrong awakened after she turned six.

And then he heard his mother, Xueyan, say that.

Ning Rongrong quickly summoned her Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul and said urgently, "Mom, look, this is my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul. Isn't that enough to prove my identity?"

silence.

A silent silence.

Xueyan's expression darkened. She had known all along that Ning Rongrong, who looked so much like her, was her biological daughter.

However, she never expected that Ning Rongrong would inherit the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul, and not her more powerful Crimson Swan Martial Soul.

Xueyan was so angry she wanted to explode on the spot. What kind of nonsense was this?

Could it be that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul, which can never advance to level 80 in its lifetime, is qualified to be compared with this top-tier Blood Swan Beast Martial Soul?

“You are not my daughter Ning Rongrong. She is exceptionally talented, lively and clever. She would never inherit a useless martial soul like the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, which would prevent her from ever reaching level 80 in soul power, let alone stepping into the Title Douluo realm. Someone like you is destined to die at the age of 100.”

Xueyan's face darkened, her disdain practically written all over her face. She truly looked down on the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul. Perhaps the Martial Soul's support capabilities were very strong, but its own flaws were far too severe.

If one cannot break through level 80 in soul power, it means that one cannot reach the title of Douluo and has no chance to extend one's lifespan. Even if a soul master's lifespan is a little longer than that of an ordinary mortal, he can only live to be a little over 150 years old at most.

Just like Ning Fengzhi now, he is over eighty years old. Although he still looks like a middle-aged man, he will inevitably reach the age of old age after more than thirty years. He will spend the last ten years or so waiting to die peacefully in his old age.

"Mom...don't you want Rongrong anymore?"

Ning Rongrong felt incredibly wronged. Nothing in this world is more heartbreaking than being disliked by one's own parents; she felt like her heart was about to break.

"Don't talk to me or look at me. I'm not your mother. You actually inherited that good-for-nothing's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. Do you want your mother to outlive you?" Xueyan said impatiently.

That's right.

She truly cared about Ning Rongrong; in this world, Ning Rongrong was the only one she truly cared about. But the moment she saw the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda martial spirit in Ning Rongrong's hand...

She was completely devastated, and her worldview collapsed.

Why?

Why can't my mutated martial soul, the Crimson Swan, compete with a martial soul like the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, which has a huge flaw?

"Mom, you've already admitted it! You let it slip, so why won't you acknowledge me?"

Ning Rongrong bit her thin lips tightly, and large tears welled up in her eyes.

"What did I admit to? Don't shout nonsense. Anyway, you who inherited the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul can't possibly be my daughter. How could my daughter Rongrong inherit the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul?"

Done.

Xueyan decided to leave first to calm down. As for whether or not to acknowledge Ning Rongrong as her biological daughter, she would decide after she had calmed down.

"Wait, you can't leave yet!" Dong Qing, who hadn't spoken until now, suddenly said.

Xueyan ignored Dongqing and continued walking on her own.

In her eyes.

Dong Qing was practically invisible. His soul power fluctuated around level sixty, and he was not even worthy of being taken seriously.

"I told you, you can't leave!"

Dong Qing reached out, and an incredibly powerful gravity descended instantly, about thirty times the normal gravity, forcing Xue Yan, a level 97 peak attack-type Douluo, to remain rooted to the spot.

Thirty times the gravity is already very powerful; even a peak Douluo with a soul power level of ninety-seven like her had to stop in her tracks.

As for higher gravity, Dong Qing could certainly do that, but he wasn't trying to kill anyone; he simply wanted to make the woman stop.

"Domain? You're only about the same age as Rongrong, yet you possess the legendary domain?" Xueyan asked with some surprise.

Moreover, the strength of this field surprised her somewhat.

Ordinary ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts cannot move at all within this domain. If the gravity within the domain were stronger, even a hundred-thousand-year-old soul beast might not be able to withstand this invisible gravity.

"Gravity domain, you can control gravity at will. If I don't let you leave today, you absolutely cannot leave," Dong Qing said calmly.

"Oh, really?"

A dangerous smile crept across Xueyan's lips. If anyone familiar with her were there, they would know that this was the prelude to her anger.

"You dare to try and walk away?" Dong Qing said calmly.

"Never mind, Dongqing, let her go."

Ning Rongrong stepped forward and took Dong Qing's arm. Even though she was in pain because Xue Yan didn't acknowledge her, she didn't want her man to have a conflict with her mother.

Noticing this, Xueyan's gaze sharpened.

She had just sensed that something was off about Dongqing and Ning Rongrong's relationship, but since she hadn't seen them acting too intimately, she didn't immediately assume they were in a romantic relationship.

But now that she'd seen him, she couldn't leave so easily. She had to find out who this man was, and also, how far things had progressed between him and Rongrong.

Time flies, and years are merciless.

More than a decade has passed, and I've been sleeping for so long, I wonder if I even have a granddaughter and grandson by now?

"Who are you to her?"

Despite the suppression of the thirty-fold gravity field, Xueyan arrived in front of Dongqing for the first time, not to his side, but to speak to Ning Rongrong behind him.

"I am her man."

Amid Ning Rongrong's feigned resistance and struggle, and under the watchful eyes of Xueyan and Ning Fengzhi, Dongqing pulled her into his arms.

Although there were some minor struggles and shoving movements.

but......

Xueyan and Ning Fengzhi understood perfectly well that their daughter was simply too shy and had no intention of rejecting Dongqing, neither in her heart nor in her mind.

"I never imagined that after sleeping for more than ten years, my daughter would even have a boyfriend," Xueyan exclaimed.

"Didn't you deny it?" Dongqing asked.

"None of your business." Xueyan immediately retorted.

Whether she acknowledges it or not is her own business, and it's none of anyone else's business, especially some self-righteous people.

Moreover, whether or not he acknowledges Ning Rongrong now, it doesn't change the fact that Ning Rongrong is his daughter.

She can disown her daughter, but her daughter cannot disown her mother.

This is the domineering thought in Xueyan's heart.

"You woman are really annoying. No wonder the Spirit Hall's files describe you as... cough cough... a woman who is very easy to anger."

Dong Qing was halfway through his sentence when he suddenly felt a small hand pinch his soft waist. Helpless, he had to change the rest of his story.

"The Spirit Hall's files? You're from the Spirit Hall?" Xue Yan frowned slightly.

She didn't hate the Spirit Hall; she just felt that Dong Qing was a bad guy. He was so handsome and looked so sunny; he must have attracted a lot of seductive women.

"Dong Qing, the current Holy Son of the Spirit Hall," Dong Qing introduced himself calmly.

"So what if you're a Holy Son? You're still not good enough for my Rongrong!" Xueyan raised her head.

"Oh dear, Mom, please don't say that." Ning Rongrong covered her face shyly.

"Don't talk to me. You inherited the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul, a piece of trash. What right do you have to speak to me?" Xue Yan retorted to Ning Rongrong without any politeness.

She doesn't care about how strong the support ability is; living a long life is what truly matters. Even if a Soul Master lives longer than a mortal, it's only a few decades longer.

Rather than saying she didn't want to acknowledge Ning Rongrong, it's more accurate to say she didn't want to believe that Ning Rongrong's martial soul was the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, a martial soul destined to prevent her from advancing to the eighth-ring Soul Douluo level.

"Mom...I..." Ning Rongrong hesitated, unable to finish her sentence.

She didn't know what she had done wrong, or what was wrong with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul.

"Don't call me Mom, let me calm down. I still can't understand why you inherited such a useless martial soul as the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda." Xueyan rubbed her temples vigorously.

"Hey, woman, you'd better not go too far. Rongrong has taken care of you for over a decade, and this is how you treat her?" Dong Qing's tone turned cold.