After a while, the Shrek Seven Devils had completed their treatment, and their injuries had recovered by seventy to eighty percent. They immediately forgot their pain once their wounds healed.
Especially Ma Hongjun, who had a smile on his face, was rubbing his fists, eager to vent on the spot, but it was clearly not the time yet.
"It seems that my young friends have recovered well."
Ning Fengzhi also had a smile on his face. He had helped Shrek so much, so they should thank him properly in their hearts.
Otherwise, all his efforts would be for naught if it wasn't to gain Shrek's favor and get a divine position after they became gods.
"Thank you, Uncle Ning. I wonder how Ning Rongrong is doing lately? She must have evolved her Martial Soul like Uncle, right?"
Tang San naturally knew that Ning Rongrong would not succeed in evolving, but he still wanted to confirm, so he pretended to be ignorant and asked Ning Fengzhi.
"Rongrong is fine. She's been cultivating recently, so it's been difficult for her to meet with you all."
Family shame should not be publicized. Ning Fengzhi naturally would not mention forcing Ning Rongrong to marry into the imperial family, nor that she was kidnapped right at his doorstep, and that the Bone Douluo escorting her was severely injured.
This was simply a great humiliation for their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
"Indeed. Congratulations to Uncle Ning and Rongrong on their Martial Soul evolution. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will surely advance further."
Tang San's words sounded pleasant, but he was secretly laughing in his heart. I gave the Immortal Herb; how could I not know the consequences of eating it?
Now Ning Rongrong's foundation is probably damaged, and she doesn't have much time left.
"Hmm, but I do have something I want to discuss with Xiao San now."
As Ning Fengzhi spoke, his brows furrowed slightly, seemingly thinking of his almost stagnant cultivation, which was stuck at Level 81, unable to advance an inch.
Recently, his realm had been a bit unstable, and he had to take many herbs to stabilize it, otherwise there might have been a risk of falling back.
"Okay, Uncle Ning, come with me."
Tang San didn't know what Ning Fengzhi wanted to talk to him about, but from the look of it, he seemed to have some questions, and it shouldn't be anything bad.
He calmly allowed Ning Fengzhi to enter his room. After all, his Dad should have noticed Ning Fengzhi when he arrived, so there shouldn't be any major issues.
As for previous problems, it was simply that Shi Nian's methods were too covert, even Tang Hao didn't know, after all, Tang Hao couldn't hide in Tang San's room to observe.
The two came to Tang San's room.
After closing the door, Ning Fengzhi was the first to speak: "Xiao San, do you still remember that Immortal Herb you sold me, which caused my Martial Soul to evolve?"
Hearing Ning Fengzhi say this, Tang San's heart tightened. He suspected that the Immortal Herb's problem had been discovered, but he calmed down and forced himself to ask calmly, "What's wrong, Uncle Ning? Is there a problem with the Immortal Herb?"
Tang San had nothing to say about this. He had stated before the sale that the Immortal Herb was unstable, so a small accident was normal.
He had only accidentally learned of the Immortal Herb's wondrous uses; how could he be blamed if something went wrong?
"Alas, yes and no."
Ning Fengzhi's expression was somewhat grim, and he said to Tang San with some worry, "After refining the Immortal Herb, although I successfully broke through, everything was fine until I absorbed the eighth Soul Ring and broke through to Level 81."
"But after that, my cultivation stopped for a year, and there were even signs of regression. If it weren't for some auxiliary herbs, I'm afraid I would have already fallen back to Level 80."
After hearing this, Tang San was somewhat surprised that the effect was so quick, but he still feigned shock and said, "It's actually like that."
Then, he pretended to ponder for a while, and suddenly, as if enlightened, he said, "Uncle Ning, I suddenly thought it might be due to your body."
"What? My body?"
Ning Fengzhi was also confused after hearing this, not understanding what it had to do with his body.
"The complete refining of the Immortal Herb requires strong physical fitness. Uncle Ning, you probably haven't trained your body, so the medicinal power wasn't completely refined at the time, which is why this situation occurred."
Tang San spoke nonsense with a straight face, afraid that Ning Fengzhi wouldn't drop levels fast enough. He thought that Ning Fengzhi didn't know, so he just needed to keep fooling him.
"I see. What method can quickly improve physical fitness?"
Ning Fengzhi, who had absorbed the Dark Side of Ning Rongrong, had his intelligence averaged out, and not much of his original wisdom remained.
The psychological suggestion also made him incredibly trusting of the Shrek Seven Devils.
"You can take medicinal baths, plus physical training."
Seemingly thinking of Yu Xiaogang's training methods, Tang San couldn't help but suppress a smile and said, "You can carry a basket full of stones every day and simply run with your physical body."
"Fifty laps a day, plus medicinal baths, can fully temper the physical body."
Listening to Tang San's explanation, Ning Fengzhi nodded thoughtfully.
"Hmm, then I'll take my leave."
Seeing that he had learned what he wanted to know, Ning Fengzhi also wanted to go back and try it quickly, but he still politely said:
"Xiao San, you've really helped me a lot again. In the future, whatever you need to establish the Tang Sect, just tell me. Whether it's because our three schools are closely connected or out of gratitude to you, as your Uncle Ning, I will not refuse."
"Haha, then Xiao San thanks Uncle Ning in advance."
Tang San also responded with a hint of hypocrisy, while inwardly laughing uncontrollably. How could Ning Fengzhi's mind be so different from his previous life?
Could it also be because of his rebirth?
But he didn't think much about it, only secretly gloating. It seemed that it would be much easier for him to deal with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School in the future.
However, he then realized something was wrong.
His own teammates were all this foolish, while Spirit Hall was becoming increasingly shrewd. What was he supposed to do about this?
"Forget it, it seems I can only rely on my own wisdom from now on."
Sighing helplessly, Tang San said with considerable confidence. He believed that with his intelligent brain, even if Spirit Hall was more powerful than in his previous life, he could still easily defeat them.
Seeing that they had talked enough, Ning Fengzhi was unwilling to stay longer, so he bid farewell, preparing to go back and try the plan Tang San provided.
Watching Ning Fengzhi's retreating figure, Tang San sneered endlessly.
Having absorbed the incomplete Immortal Herb, his body was probably already on the verge of collapse. Overdrawing his body for training and absorbing other miscellaneous medicinal powers.
It might stabilize his realm for a while, but once his body reaches a critical point, it will be the prelude to Ning Fengzhi's ruination.
However, none of this concerned Tang San anymore. In the future, after destroying the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, he would keep the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul, and after brainwashing it, it would become the exclusive auxiliary Martial Soul of his Tang Sect.
Then, he walked out of the room with a radiant face, clearly in a good mood, even finding Ma Hongjun, that fat pig, somewhat pleasing to the eye.
No, no, Tang San, who had reacted, quickly shook his head, shaking off the absurd thought in his mind.
Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he secretly wondered how he could have such a ridiculous idea. It was too terrifying.