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But they will never allow the sect to bind them, siblings! And to bind their own brother!
Previously, Dongfang Yao thought her brother had passed away, so she thought she might as well join the sect, as long as she could gain the strength to take revenge.
Now that her brother is still alive, she has to consider things more thoroughly.
"My brother said in his letter that he became a disciple of a Title Douluo? But since we're clearly in the core area of the forest, why does he say he's safe now?"
No matter how hard Ren Dongfangyao racked her brains, she could never guess the truth.
Even her brother hadn't fully figured it out, so how could she possibly guess that this Title Douluo was actually a soul beast with over 400,000 years of cultivation?
The little girl decided to stop thinking about it. Since her brother said it was safe, she would believe him.
So he picked up his pen and continued writing:
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"My dearest brother, I'm so happy to know you're still alive! Don't worry about me. I'm at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School now, and Sword Douluo has accepted me as his disciple. After much consideration, I've decided to stay here and cultivate for the time being."
Although Yao'er longs to be with her brother, I'm too weak right now. Staying by your side will only be a burden. What are your plans, brother? Yao'er will listen to you!
After storing the letter in her soul tool, Dongfang Yao anxiously awaited a reply, each minute and second feeling exceptionally long.
Soon, Dongfang Jing's reply arrived:
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"Yao'er, your brother must apologize to you. I once thought of faking my death, not telling you that I was still alive, so that you could stay in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School in peace and wouldn't have to hide from me anymore. I also thought of going directly to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School to find you, but that would probably make it even harder for us to escape, and my secret would be exposed."
Regardless, I was too selfish, only thinking of myself and not considering your feelings. I'm sorry.
That concludes the letter.
But Dongfang Yao had already hugged the letter tightly to her chest and couldn't help but kiss the paper lightly.
Just as she was immersed in joy, Dongfang Jing sent another letter:
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I've decided to cultivate in the forest with my master. Although this senior is mysterious, he's treated me very well. Yao'er, while you're at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, be extremely careful of Ning Fengzhi! Not only her, but also his daughter, Sword Douluo, and others—don't completely trust any of them! Be vigilant at all times. Don't deliberately hide your thousand-year soul ring and cultivation speed. If anyone asks, just pin the blame on me; after all, to outsiders, I'm already gone.
Yao'er, it might be a bit of a shame for you to stay there for a while. But don't worry, your brother will definitely become stronger as soon as possible! Then I'll personally come to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School to pick you up!
Chapter 93 A Born Drama Queen
After reading this letter,
Dongfang Yao couldn't help but start fantasizing about a future day when her brother would come riding on auspicious clouds to marry her—no, to pick her up!
She smiled slightly, picked up her pen, and replied:
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I love you, brother!
After calming her excited emotions, Dongfang Yao put on a serious face and put on a grief-stricken expression as if her brother had died.
If she were in front of Dongfang Jing, she couldn't maintain her acting skills for even a second; her eyes would become unfocused, and she would make a lot of small movements.
But if in front of others...
Led by a disciple of the sect, she arrived at the sect's council hall.
Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, Gu Rong, Ning Rongrong, and other sect elders were already waiting there.
Ning Fengzhi spoke up: "Elders, this is Dongfang Yao, the disciple Sword Douluo accepted yesterday."
"My name is Dongfang Yao. I greet all the elders." Dongfang Yao gave a very awkward bow to everyone.
Gu Rong stared wide-eyed, puzzled, "Wasn't it supposed to be a boy? How did it turn into a girl?"
Ning Fengzhi sighed softly and recounted the events of that day, emphasizing Dongfang Jing's exceptional talent.
After hearing this account, everyone looked regretful.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School may have missed out on a future Title Douluo!
Ning Fengzhi turned to an elder and instructed, "Elder Song, please lead a hundred disciples into the forest later to see if the boy has survived."
"Yes, Master."
The topic returned to Dongfang Yao.
An elder with a thick beard stepped forward, first bowing to Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin, and then asked, "Sword Douluo, since you are willing to take this girl as your disciple, she must have extraordinary abilities. Is it her innate soul power that is outstanding, or the quality of her martial soul that is exceptional?"
The elder was quite indignant. His son possessed innate level five soul power and his martial soul quality was not bad. He wanted to become Chen Xin's disciple, but was flatly rejected.
Other elders shared similar thoughts.
Chen Xin was not angry. Instead, he said gently to Dongfang Yao, "Disciple, show your martial spirit to the elders."
As he said this, his gaze drifted intentionally or unintentionally toward the ancient banyan tree.
Gu Rong frowned, sensing that the old swordsman was unusually smug today.
"Yes, Master." Dongfang Yao responded, her eyes sparkling with starlight, a purple soul ring rising beneath her feet, and the Star Sword appearing in her hand.
This scene left all the elders speechless, and even Gu Rong couldn't help but stand up. Ning Fengzhi frowned slightly.
"The first ring in a millennium! I'm not seeing things, am I?"
"Level 19 soul power! How old is this girl?"
"The quality of this martial spirit... oh my, I can't see through it!"
The elders whispered among themselves, now they had no choice but to admit defeat.
Chen Xin nodded in satisfaction, his gaze softening as he looked at Dongfang Yao, but his tone was exceptionally serious as he addressed the elders: "My disciple here possesses innate full soul power, and his martial soul is the mutated Star Sword. He is also a rare swordsmanship prodigy. Do any of you have any further questions?"
The elders looked at each other in bewilderment.
Finally, the bearded elder spoke up: "Congratulations to Sword Douluo on gaining such a talented disciple. However, I wonder why this young lady's first spirit ring is an unprecedented thousand years old? Is there some special method involved? If we could find out, the strength of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School would surely rise to a new level!"
Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly; this was exactly what he wanted to ask.
I originally thought that Dongfang Jing was just a person with a special physique, but now it seems that he does have a special method.
He then followed up, "Yao'er, could you tell me how you absorbed the thousand-year soul ring?"
Upon hearing this, Dongfang Yao's eyes reddened, tears rolled down her cheeks, and she sobbed, "Yes, it was my brother who concocted a potion for me to drink, and then took me to the sea to hunt soul beasts. I did as my brother said, and I easily absorbed the soul ring."
"Potion?" Ning Fengzhi's eyes lit up. "Do you know how to make this potion?"
Dongfang Yao shook her head: "I don't know why you're always so mysterious, saying that I don't need to worry about these things, sob sob sob, brother, Yao'er misses you so much." As she spoke, she stood in the center of the hall and began to cry.
"Dad!" Ning Rongrong called softly. Even this little devil understood that she shouldn't bring up sad things in front of someone who had lost a loved one.
She ran down the steps and pulled the tearful Dongfang Yao to Chenxin's side.
"Don't cry, my disciple," Chen Xin comforted him, then frowned slightly as she looked at Ning Fengzhi, "Sect Master."
Ning Fengzhi also realized that he had been too hasty and felt somewhat embarrassed.
He took out a gold card and handed it to Dongfang Yao: "Yao'er, it was my fault. There are 200,000 gold soul coins in this card. Buy whatever you like. Can you forgive your uncle?"
Seeing this, Dongfang Yao first looked at Chen Xin and Ning Rongrong. Seeing them nod, she took the gold card and whispered, "Thank you, Uncle Ning. Yao'er doesn't blame you."
Ning Fengzhi laughed it off, and that was the end of the topic.
But Chen Xin raised an eyebrow at Gu Rong and coughed lightly, his meaning all too clear.
Gu Rong kept a stern face, looking displeased.
'What incredible luck this old swordsman had to get such a talented and adorable apprentice?!'
But with everyone watching, he couldn't say anything at all.
He had no choice but to take out a pair of bracelets: "Little girl, although you already have a storage soul tool, you shouldn't think you need more, right? I'll give you these bracelets. There are 100,000 gold soul coins inside. Ask me for more when you've used them up."
It was just a polite remark, but Gu Rong has no intention of giving any more money. If you want money, go ask your master.
But then they heard Dongfang Yao softly call out, "Thank you, Grandpa Gu."
He also thought that giving him some more pocket money wouldn't be a bad idea.
After the elders left, only six people remained in the main hall.
Chen Xin glanced smugly at Gu Rong, then said gently to Dongfang Yao, "Disciple, come with me to practice your sword."
"Yes, Master!" Dongfang Yao replied obediently.
"Wait! I want to go too!" Ning Rongrong skipped and jumped to catch up with the two.
Watching the three figures depart, Gu Rong couldn't help but feel a pang of envy.
Ning Fengzhi pondered thoughtfully, still pondering the mysterious potion mentioned by Dongfang Yao.
The elder surnamed Song who had spoken earlier stepped forward, cupped his hands, and asked, "Sect Master, should we still lead people into the forest to search for that boy?"
"Of course we must search," Ning Fengzhi nodded. "Although the chances of survival are slim, what if a miracle happens? However, you only need to search within the mixed zone and must not venture too deep. If we encounter a group of ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts, the loss of disciples would be a greater loss than gain."
"But what if the boy wasn't in the mixed zone, but instead entered the core zone?"
"Hehe." Ning Fengzhi shook his head dismissively. "Even Title Douluos dare not linger in the core area of the Star Dou Great Forest, let alone a Soul Master being hunted down? I'll trouble Elder Song."
"As ordered."
After Elder Song took his leave, Gu Rong finally spoke and asked, "Feng Zhi, do you think that potion really exists?"
"It should be true." Ning Fengzhi lightly touched his sleeve. "Otherwise, how can we explain the unusual soul ring configuration of these siblings?"
He sighed softly, "It's a pity that the girl is still too young and relies on her brother for everything. If she knew the formula, Rongrong might also be able to absorb a high-level soul ring."
"Do you think that girl might be acting?"
"Acting?" Ning Fengzhi chuckled. "Not everyone is as precocious as that boy. A girl not even seven years old, yet she has to imitate others even when bowing. If she can really act so realistically, that would be truly remarkable."
"That's true." Gu Rong nodded. "I hope that kid is still alive."
"I hope so."
Chapter 94 Di Tian's Distrust, Bi Ji's Disappointment
Star Forest.