Ning Rongrong took out a golden-white headband from her spirit tool. This woman was, after all, the head of an academy, so making her a disciple would be too low a status. This was the last bit of respect she would give her. Women don't make things difficult for women, she said faintly:
"In the name of the Young Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, I will keep you by my side as a personal guardian. From now on, you will follow me and protect me.
You should have heard that our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, as a support system Sect, every Sect Master chooses several Sect guardians, just like Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo."
"This Diamond Circlet is a gift from my teacher. Once worn, it serves as proof. If your heart is pure and your intentions are upright, then not only will it not harm you, but it will protect you.
But if you do anything to harm the interests of my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the teachers and students of Heart of Fire Academy, it will restrict your spirit power and tighten more and more, binding your Spirit, and you will face the wrath of our entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."
"Only when you achieve great enlightenment, when your heart no longer holds obsessions, and when your mind is righteous, will it come off."
"If you are willing, then wear it. If not, then even if you die here, the Academy's gates will no longer open for you."
After Ning Rongrong finished speaking, she stood there quietly, looking at Erlong with pity, but more like she was looking at an idiot.
If my teacher asked me to carry out some important task, I would be as persistent as her, sworn to complete it.
But my teacher is a Cheery Blossom Immortal in the human world, with a peerless appearance and extraordinary strength, incomparable to ordinary people, and certainly incomparable to Xiaogang, that hypocritical villain.
Erlong's eyes were complex. She gritted her teeth and finally made up her mind, taking the golden circlet from Ning Rongrong's hand and putting it on her head:
"Erlong greets the Young Sect Master."
When the Diamond Circlet was put on, Erlong felt as if it was connected to her flesh and bones, sticking tightly to her skin.
And when she tried to loosen it and adjust it, she found that no matter how hard she tried, it wouldn't budge, and instead brought sharp pain.
In less than a moment, the golden circlet on Erlong's head began to tighten, directly leaving blue-red marks, making her head ache terribly.
"Ah—"
"It hurts so much, my head!"
"Hiss—"
Erlong was already in poor condition and physically weak. At this moment, as the Diamond Circlet tightened, she immediately writhed on the ground in pain, banging her head against the ground.