Chapter 74 Qian Renxue, an absolutely stunning angel! Her swordsmanship is like a dragon! Ning Rongrong is shy and bashful!
"call out!"
A clear whooshing sound rang out.
Although its power is still vastly different from that of his master, it is many times stronger than Ning Rongrong's own weak sword strike just now.
Ning Rongrong's mind was not on the sword move at all.
She could feel that she was too close to her master.
She was so close that she could hear his steady, strong heartbeat.
She was so close that she could feel the heat emanating from his body.
This unprecedented intimacy made her heart flutter, and her thoughts drifted aimlessly.
Just then, a clear and melodious voice, yet tinged with a touch of coldness, came from not far away.
"Master."
Qian Daobai and Ning Rongrong stopped moving at the same time.
The two looked in the direction of the sound.
Not far away, under the moon gate, stood a stunningly beautiful woman.
She wore a magnificent gold dress, her figure tall and her curves graceful.
A breathtakingly beautiful face wore a perfectly timed smile.
Her long, golden hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall, and her equally golden eyes watched them quietly.
It was a thousand-foot snow.
She heard that her master had taken on a new disciple, so she thought she would come and meet him.
Unexpectedly, upon entering the garden, they witnessed such an "intimate" scene.
Seeing Ning Rongrong's flushed cheeks and their bodies almost touching, Qian Renxue felt a sudden pang of bitterness welling up in her heart beneath her perfect smile.
She strode forward with long, graceful steps, slowly approaching the two of them.
"Master, this must be the new junior sister."
Her voice carried a hint of laughter, and seemed even more affectionate than before.
Qian Daobai released Ning Rongrong's hand, took a step back, and remained calm.
Ning Rongrong hurriedly straightened her clothes before looking at Qian Renxue.
She knew her master had a disciple who was also a Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall, a person of high status. Upon meeting her today, she was indeed extraordinary.
It was an innate nobility and power; her beautiful face and graceful figure made even the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School feel a sense of pressure.
"Hello, senior sister."
Ning Rongrong quickly bowed, her attitude humble.
Qian Renxue walked up to her, looked her up and down, and finally her gaze settled on her delicate face.
She smiled, extended her slender fingers, and gently brushed aside a stray strand of hair from Ning Rongrong's forehead, revealing her smooth forehead.
This gesture appears very intimate.
But Ning Rongrong caught a glimpse of scrutiny and displeasure deep within her beautiful golden eyes.
Qian Renxue recalled the scene of the two practicing swordsmanship earlier, and the inexplicable jealousy in her heart intensified.
She withdrew her hand, her smile growing even gentler.
"Junior sister is so beautiful, no wonder Master took you as his disciple."
Her words sounded like praise, yet also like a hint.
"When you practice swordsmanship in the future, you must practice diligently and be very careful not to get injured."
"Thank you for your concern, senior sister. Rongrong will."
Ning Rongrong smiled and replied, but inwardly she was on guard.
This senior sister doesn't seem... as friendly as she appears on the surface.
Qian Daobai, standing to the side, simply watched the first clash between the two quietly.
One is charming and delicate, the other is noble and aloof.
One is like a lotus bud about to bloom, the other is like a peony in full bloom.
Qian Daobai seemed unconcerned about the confrontation between the two disciples, his expression remaining unchanged.
He simply tossed the branch in his hand aside.
The branch traced an arc in the air and silently fell back onto its original branch, fitting perfectly as if it had never been broken.
This move left Ning Rongrong speechless once again.
Qian Renxue's gaze shifted slightly; she knew that her master was telling them that the casual conversation was over.
"alright."
Qian Daobai spoke calmly.
"That concludes today's introductory lesson. Rongrong, go and familiarize yourself with the use of soul power, and try to condense the auxiliary effects of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda onto yourself."
"Yes, Master."
Ning Rongrong responded respectfully, glanced at Qian Renxue, and bowed.
"Senior sister, I'm going to cultivate now."
Qian Renxue smiled and nodded: "Junior sister, go ahead."
Once Ning Rongrong's figure disappeared at the other end of the garden, Qian Renxue stopped smiling and turned to look at Qian Daobai.
"Master, why did you take her as your disciple?"
Qian Daobai glanced at her and asked in return, "Why not?"
"she..."
Qian Renxue was speechless for a moment.
She couldn't very well say it was because she didn't like seeing her master being so kind to others.
"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is still of use to me."
Qian Daobai gave a reason.
"As for Ning Rongrong, she has decent talent and is a promising talent."
Hearing this explanation, Qian Renxue felt a little better.
She was silent for a moment, then suddenly remembered something and quickly took out a gold-embossed letter from her soul tool.
"Master, this is a message that the Spirit Hall just received."
Qian Daobai took the letter and opened it casually.
The letter contained a simple message: the Continental Elite Tournament of Advanced Soul Master Academies is about to be held again.
The Spirit Hall, as one of the organizers, is inviting various forces and academies to participate.
"Soul Master Competition..."
A cryptic smile curved at the corners of Qian Daobai's lips.
He looked up at Qian Renxue, then glanced at Ning Rongrong, who was practicing her soul power not far away.
It has been more than a month since Ning Rongrong became an apprentice.
Under Qian Daobai's personal guidance, her progress was nothing short of miraculous.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, which was originally just a purely auxiliary item, took on a new form in her hands.
She can now miniaturize and condense seven amplification effects and attach them to her body. Although they have no direct offensive power, they make her movements more agile and her reactions far surpass those of support-type Soul Masters of the same level.
Qian Daobai handed the letter back to Qian Renxue.
"You and Ning Rongrong, both of you should go."
Qian Renxue was slightly taken aback.
"I?"
Her current age is not far above the age limit required for the competition, but to participate in this kind of competition is like a dragon entering shallow waters.
Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue stopped asking questions.
The master's arrangement has its own reasons.
"Yes, Master."
Qian Daobai strode towards Ning Rongrong.
When Ning Rongrong saw her master approaching, she immediately stopped what she was doing and stood obediently at attention.
"Master."
"There's a competition you should participate in."
Qian Dao Bai's words are concise and concise.
Ning Rongrong blinked her big, bright eyes, looking somewhat curious.
"A competition? What kind of competition?"
"The All-Continent Elite Tournament of Advanced Soul Master Academies".
She was stunned.
Ning Rongrong was certainly aware of this competition; it could be considered the best stage for the younger generation of Soul Masters to make a name for themselves.
But Ning Rongrong has just left Shrek Academy, where will she find a team?
"Master, who should I team up with?"
She voiced the question that had been lingering in her mind.
(End of chapter)