Ning Rongrong gently squeezed, and blood flowed out from the gaps between her slender fingers.
The blood in her eye socket also slowly trickled down.
"Rongrong, you…"
Dugu Yan was instantly stunned, clearly shocked by Ning Rongrong's actions.
The onlooker Lou Gao was equally dumbfounded.
"A minor injury like this can heal in the blink of an eye," Ning Rongrong said, not waiting for the two to speak further. Her eyelid, now missing an eyeball, gently closed.
Then, the next second, her eyelid slowly opened, and the ghastly wound had completely vanished.
A brand-new eyeball appeared in its original place.
Aside from two streaks of blood-red tear marks, there was no trace that her eye had ever been removed.
And as the removed eye appeared.
The two blood tears, along with the bloodstains on her hand, quickly faded and disappeared.
"So, doesn't that make you feel a lot better?"
"Uh, I don't know how to describe it," Dugu Yan said, her mouth twitching.
Lou Gao, standing nearby, let out a sigh of relief: "Young Sect Master, please don't scare people with such things."
If the future Sect Master of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect became a one-eyed dragon, then…
His, Lou Gao's, sin would be great.
"Oh, no worries, Senior Lou Gao, I'm pretty confident in what I do," Ning Rongrong said with a smile.
"According to Sister Yan's unusual standards, I count as one too!"
"Rongrong… thank you," Dugu Yan's worries completely dissipated.
Ning Rongrong had shown with her actions that she, too, wasn't a normal soul master.
"Young Sect Master, is your eye really okay?" The three resumed their journey to Vast Sea City, but Lou Gao's gaze remained fixed on Ning Rongrong's face, his tone filled with concern.
"It's fine," Ning Rongrong said with a smile. "Though the method is different, my situation isn't much different from Dugu Yan's."
"Not to mention an eye, even a so-called fatal injury like the heart can be healed without much trouble."
Lou Gao: "…"
A so-called fatal injury?
What kind of bizarre description is that?
"By the way, Senior Lou Gao, I didn't ask before, but now I want to ask," Ning Rongrong said, pausing slightly. "When you see Tai Tan from the Strength Clan, what are your plans?"
"Based on my understanding of the Strength Clan, he might resort to force."
"That… probably not, right?" Lou Gao couldn't help but stop walking, his expression becoming somewhat unnatural.
"Better to be cautious," Ning Rongrong said. "I don't know what kind of favor Tang Hao and his son have over the Tai Tan Clan, but they are fiercely loyal to Tang Hao."
"Young Sect Master, now that you mention it… sigh!" Lou Gao sighed. "I'll be careful. Though I'm not a combat soul master, with a level 7 soul tool, I'm not necessarily afraid of that old gorilla."
"Don't worry," Ning Rongrong said with a smile. "With me and Sister Yan here, there won't be any problems."
"Even if it's a Title Douluo, I'm confident."
"Then I'll thank Young Sect Master and Miss Dugu Yan in advance," Lou Gao said, fully aware that Dugu Yan and Ning Rongrong's combat strength couldn't be measured by soul rings, especially Ning Rongrong's.
Even Ning Fengzhi didn't know her true combat power.
Since they weren't in a rush to get to Vast Sea City, the three passed through many cities along the way.
Treating it as a leisurely trip.
However, Ning Rongrong seemed somewhat distracted.
Lou Gao was currently level 87.
Two and a half years ago, before Ning Rongrong went into seclusion, Lou Gao had already reached level 85.
It had to be said that before level 95, a hundred-thousand-year soul ring related to rules was indeed immensely helpful to soul masters.
And before, Ning Rongrong had also learned from Ning Fengzhi that Shui Cangyue was touching the level 93 bottleneck and would break through to level 93 in about a year at most.
No wonder the gap between soul masters with hundred-thousand-year soul rings and those without was so vast.
Speaking of which, Lou Gao's ninth soul ring.
That's right, in Ning Rongrong's mind, Lou Gao was certain to reach Title Douluo.
"Senior Lou Gao, what's your goal for your ninth soul ring?"
"The… ninth soul ring?" Lou Gao was clearly taken aback.
"Hm, haven't you considered that you could reach Title Douluo?"
"This… to be honest, I haven't thought about it," Lou Gao said, looking at Ning Rongrong's clear gaze for a while before sighing.
"I'm not young anymore. Reaching my current level already feels unbelievable."
Among the three great divine craftsmen, Lou Gao was much older than Tang Hao and Tai Tan.
Due to long-term weapon forging, he didn't pay much attention to soul power cultivation.
So, before meeting Ning Rongrong, he was only at the Soul Sage rank, just a few levels higher than his disciple Si Long, who was decades younger than him.
"That won't do!" Hearing Lou Gao's response, Ning Rongrong began to persuade him. "As the face of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Soul Tool Pavilion, the Pavilion Master, you absolutely need the determination to aim for Title Douluo!"
"Not to mention anything else, a Title Douluo's lifespan is much longer than a Soul Douluo's!"
"For a divine craftsman like you, having enough time is essential to climb higher peaks."
"Uh…" Lou Gao's mouth twitched slightly.
Why did it feel like the Young Sect Master was more anxious about his progress than he was?
Soul Douluos indeed didn't have the longevity of Title Douluos.
But!
The reason there were so few Title Douluos was that it was incredibly hard to break through!
Countless Soul Douluos were stuck at level 89.
The older you get, the less confidence you have.
Isn't that normal?
Not everyone is like Ning Rongrong, Dugu Yan, or Qian Renxue—freaks who start at Soul Sage in their teens or twenties, with the strong ones even rivaling Title Douluos.
I'm just a blacksmith; isn't it normal to lack such grand ambitions?
"What if I said I have a way to make you a Title Douluo?" The transmitted voice made Lou Gao freeze in place, his walking steps abruptly halting.
"Young… Young Sect Master, what did you say?"
"Make me a Title Douluo?"
Lou Gao thought he had misheard.
"It's been so long; you must have met Her Excellency Shui Cangyue, right?"
"I have," Lou Gao said, puzzled. As a newly recruited Title Douluo elder of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, even if Lou Gao didn't concern himself with worldly affairs, he couldn't be completely unaware.
Ning Rongrong smiled: "A few years ago, in the Far North, I helped her jump from level 85 Soul Douluo to level 90, and at level 90, she unexpectedly obtained a near hundred-thousand-year soul ring, which, due to some accidents, became a true hundred-thousand-year soul ring."
"Though it's slightly inferior to a real hundred-thousand-year soul ring, it's indeed red."
"That… that incident was real?"
Lou Gao had a good relationship with Dugu Bo, who had casually mentioned that Shui Cangyue was originally a Soul Douluo and advanced to Title Douluo because of Ning Rongrong.
"Hm," Ning Rongrong nodded solemnly. "It's true."
"Hiss—"
Lou Gao trembled, sucking in a sharp breath.
Good heavens, talk about a shock.
It was rumored that the fallen Holy Dragon Sect Master Tuoba Xi and the Elephant Armored Sect Master Hu Yanzhen, due to Spirit Hall's influence, advanced to Title Douluo. The jump from level 89 to 90 was already astonishing.
The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was even more outrageous, possessing such an ability.
To jump from level 85 straight to level 90, and even provide door-to-door service to hunt soul beasts, helping the target successfully advance to Title Douluo.
How is this any different from mass-producing Title Douluos?
"Young… Young Sect Master," Lou Gao's mouth went dry.
No one didn't want to become a Title Douluo; it's just that he felt he had no hope.
But becoming a Title Douluo meant universal respect.
A Pavilion Master and a Title Douluo were not the same.