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It's Time to Leave
🕑 Added 2025-04-25 15:21:20 +0000 UTC--- Chapter 89 ---
"Noooooo!"
"I don't want to leave Big Brother Yuan!" Ning Rongrong cried out when the summer camp was over.
After arriving at the Dao Academy, Ning Rongrong could do many things she couldn't do back in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan. Making genuine friends, playing every day, and evolving her martial soul.
Every day felt like a new experience for a young, sheltered princess. Yet these good days ended when Ning Fengyuan told Ning Rongrong that her father wanted her to return to the clan tomorrow.
Ning Rongrong glared at Ning Fengyuan before running away, leaving the noblewoman standing helplessly.
Ning Fengyuan sighed, "Rongrong has become too attached to Xiao Yuan and the academy. Well, it wasn't a bad thing, but we really should return to the clan after staying here for two months."
"I've been stalling letters, too."
"Aih, forgive me, clan leader, but Xiao Yuan's secrets must stay secret until he's strong enough."
"Aren't you going to chase after her?" asked Liu Erlong, descending from the sky.
Ning Fengyuan glanced at Liu Erlong and rolled her eyes, "As if any of my words would work on Rongrong. She's a stubborn girl."
"If given a chance, she might really run away from home."
"Well, she might really do that..." Liu Erlong was stunned before agreeing with Ning Fengyuan. Even though Liu Erlong has only been observing the summer camp from the sidelines, she recognizes Ning Rongrong's strong stubbornness, which reminds her of herself.
It's like watching her young self.
"Anyway, she's probably running to Xiao Yuan."
"Let him handle that."
Ning Fengyuan's mouth twitched as she commented, "It's hard to believe you're the dean when you've done nothing."
Liu Erlong felt wronged and complained, "Hey, don't be harsh on me. I'm busy cultivating to Title Douluo Realm, you know? Once I become a Title Douluo, things will be easier for the academy."
"Believe it! The Crimson Dragon Douluo will be famous one day!"
"Yeah, yeah, whatever." Ning Fengyuan brushed this boasting woman off as she heard similar remarks over the past two months. "Why don't you invite me to an afternoon tea or something?"
"Sure, I will give you some fucking tea..." Liu Erlong snorted.
Then, they went to visit Ye Xuelan.
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Meanwhile, Han Yuan calmly stood on the cliff and stared at the sky with a distant look. He was comprehending the White Tiger's Lightning Degree and Sage Spirit Immortal Legacy, further increasing his understanding of the Law of Lightning and Law of Soul.
After mastering and adjusting "Heart Distraction Control" to support the Mental Palace, Han Yuan was confident he could make something good for himself. He closed his eyes and let the turbulent breeze hit his body.
Click!
Zzt!
Han Yuan opened his eyes as faint electricity flashed in them, "I see, so that's how it is. The fundamental of my lightning power has always been bioelectricity."
"My body unconsciously produces, consumes, and empowers lightning energy because that was the innate trait of Purple Silver Grass, which enhances my bio electricity even further."
"The more spirit rings I got, the more bioelectricity I produced."
"Since it works like this, I can use bioelectricity to create pulses in my body that act as another energy pathway for modified White Tiger's Lightning Degree."
Han Yuan chuckled, "Profound veins? Primordial White Tiger's blood? I don't need those!"
"I will create my own unique veins!"
After realizing this, Han Yuan seemingly saw a massive iron door open for him. His spiritual power also improved slightly.
Suddenly, Han Yuan heard a weeping sound behind him.
He turned around and saw Ning Rongrong crying while throwing herself into himself. "Rongrong, what happened?"
Ning Rongrong buried her ugly crying face in Han Yuan's clothes, "Auntie said that my dad wants me back to the clan tomorrow, uwaaah! I don't want to leave you, Big Brother Yuan!"
Han Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly before sighing. This girl has become too attached to him.
He rubbed her back and said, "But aren't the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan your home, Rongrong?"
"I don't care! I like Dao Academy better!" Ning Rongrong lashed, giving him a pitiful look.
"Haha, I'm glad you like the academy, but you should return to your home, Rongrong. Uncle Ning is probably worried about your well-being. After all, he hasn't seen you for two months." Han Yuan consoled her, wiping her tears away.
"And it's not like we wouldn't see each other if you went home."
"Rongrong is a student from Special Admission, right?" He added with a bit of cheekiness.
"R-Really?" Ning Rongrong slowly looked up at Han Yuan. "Have I finally gotten the Special Admission?"
Han Yuan nodded, "Yup, the dean has approved you after passing the summer camp with flying colors!"
"So, don't be sad. Rongrong can return to the academy anytime."
"Also, good girls don't cry. Looks, you're becoming a chubby sheep." He teased her by squeezing her cheeks.
"Big Brother Yuan, you're teasing me!" Ning Rongrong pouted at him but cheered by his words. She hugged him even tighter, too.
"Say Big Brother..."
"Will you miss Rongrong?"
Han Yuan chuckled, "Of course."
"Then, let's make a promise!" Ning Rongrong smiled widely.
"Promise? You're probably going back in a month or two, no?" Han Yuan gave her a helpless smile. This little witch is playing the wrong game.
Ning Rongrong hugged Han Yuan even tighter, "No! You must make a promise!"
"Y-You must promise to send letters to Rongrong every day!"
"Alright, alright, I promise." Han Yuan rubbed her head. "I will send letters to you every three days."
"But I said Every day!" Ning Rongrong was speechless.
"Every day is not realistic, Rongrong. You know I'm busy with things, and you also have your own training." Han Yuan smiled weakly.
"F-Fine, every three days is good, too." Ning Rongrong compromised. She rarely does so before visiting Dao Academy. Yes, she has learned that not everything is always about her.
With that, she has truly broken out of her shell.
Han Yuan patted Ning Rongrong again, "Good girl, Rongrong has become more understanding."
"Looks like I have to give you another gift."
"Take this with you. It will protect you from danger."
A 50-centimeter crossbow appeared in Han Yuan's hand. Its slick design makes it look like a dark-feathered falcon made of steel lumps.
"This thing is called Light Killing Crossbow, which can shoot out deadly bolts that can pierce through steel. It can launch thirty-three bolts in seconds, making it a killing and survival weapon."
"The effective range is 30 meters, but it can reach up to 70 meters with proper aim."
Han Yuan opened the hidden compartment beneath the bow, which held a low-sized storage tool with thousands of bolts. "While you don't need spirit energy to operate the Light Killing Crossbow as it was a mechanical weapon, you still need to use your spirit power to reload bolts from the storage into the chamber."
"The Light Killing Crossbow is effective against anyone below Spirit King Realm, but to make sure you can fight, I also place some poison-lazed bolts that can paralyze, weaken, and kill Spirit Kings."
"This Light Killing Crossbow is yours now."
Ning Rongrong felt the somewhat heavy crossbow on her hand and felt her eyes getting wet again. She hugged Han Yuan again, "Big Brother, you're so nice to me!"
"Let's get married in the future! Rongrong will be your bride!"
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The next morning.
Han Yuan and others saw the carriage with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's logo leaving the academy.
Han Yuan felt somewhat empty that Ning Rongrong and Ning Fengyuan had left but hurriedly shook his head because he was too busy getting stronger to achieve his goal of dragging Asura to the damned hell.
He gave himself a few slaps before thinking, 'It's time to look for the guy who stole my body and took Ah Yin away from that god-forsaken cave!'
