Moon stars are sparse in the night sky, the location: Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's Orchard Grove.
Tianlin walked out with a face full of smiles, his expression radiating joy.
"Comfortable, although I didn't get to eat, I'm in a good mood. Time to go back and continue meditating!"
Tianlin left, and inside the grove, Ning Rongrong lay face down on the ground, tears streaming down her face, clutching her little bottom and gritting her teeth, "Damn it, this is a humiliating disgrace! This young lady must get revenge!"
The other four who were frozen were exchanging glances.
Three of them looked at Gu Ran, their meaning obvious, "Boss, the little princess has been bullied, what should we do?"
Gu Ran returned a look, "What do you mean 'what should we do'? It's 'what can we do'! Didn't you see that I'm also frozen and can't get out? I wonder how long before the sun comes out, I'm freezing to death! Achoo!"
The next morning, Tianlin woke up from his meditation and was immediately summoned to the main hall by a disciple.
In the main hall, Ning Fengzhi sat on the Sect Master's seat with a serious face, not saying a word, while Ning Rongrong and the four disciples from last night were kneeling before him.
The four of them looked ashamed, while Ning Rongrong was filled with dissatisfaction and grievance.
Tianlin didn't understand what was happening and asked Ning Fengzhi, "Uncle Ning, what's going on with them?"
"Xiao Tian, I know about what happened last night. It's my fault for spoiling Rongrong. I apologize to you for that," Ning Fengzhi said.
Ning Fengzhi knew?
Tianlin couldn't help but wonder who told him. He glanced at Ning Rongrong, wondering if this little idiot had told on herself.
If so, he would really have to question Ning Rongrong's intelligence.
Although Ning Fengzhi and the two Douluo doted on Ning Rongrong, that didn't mean they would allow Ning Rongrong to make mistakes in principle. Bringing a few teenagers to gang up on a six-year-old junior disciple was something only she could do.
What angered Ning Fengzhi even more was that she actually came to him to complain. How was that different from confessing? Under the pressure of the two Douluo, her four subordinates didn't dare to hide anything and confessed everything.
So, she was complaining after losing a four-on-one fight. How could his Ning Fengzhi, so wise, have a daughter whose intelligence was completely unlike his? Was she really his biological child? "Uncle Ning, Rongrong is still young, it's normal for her to be ignorant. Please don't be angry. Besides, I already taught her a lesson last night." Tianlin didn't want Ning Rongrong to be punished again, or she would blame everything on him. He wasn't afraid, but he hated the trouble.
Ning Fengzhi tapped the Sect Master Scepter in his hand with anger, "Hmph, once isn't enough. Xiao Tian, Uncle Ning wants to ask you for a favor. From now on, you will help us discipline Rongrong, how about it?"
"What, me?" Tianlin's eyes widened. He just didn't want to get into trouble, and Ning Fengzhi actually pushed the most troublesome thing onto him.
"That's right, you've seen it too. In the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, no one but you can control her. The older generation dotes on her too much, and the younger generation doesn't dare to disobey her. Only you would completely disregard her identity," Ning Fengzhi sighed.
"No, Dad, he'll spank me," Ning Rongrong said, her face paling with fright. Just thinking about what happened last night made her bottom ache.
But Ning Fengzhi was really angry at this time and completely ignored her. Ning Rongrong had no choice but to continue seeking help from her two most doting grandfathers.
Gu Rong couldn't bear it and took out a bottle of potion from his arms, saying, "Rongrong, if Fengzhi doesn't love you, Grandpa does. Here, take this potion. After Tianlin spanks you, you can apply it yourself, and it will heal quickly."
Ning Rongrong looked at the potion in her hand, not knowing what to say. Was this what he meant by loving her? This bottle of potion was simply giving Tianlin a decree to spank her at any time.
"Sword Grandpa!" Ning Rongrong's last hope was Chen Xin.
"My body is like a sword, man and sword as one!"
But Sword Douluo was even more ruthless, even using his self-created Soul Skill, directly transforming into a sharp sword, isolating everything in the world.
Rongrong, my dear, what are you saying? Grandpa can't hear you. If I can't hear you, I can't help you.
That was what Sword Douluo meant to express.
"Alright, it's decided then. Pass down the order that all instructions issued by Rongrong to the disciples of the sect must be approved by Xiao Tian. Without Xiao Tian's approval, no one is required to accept the orders." In the end, Ning Fengzhi made the final decision, which was equivalent to placing a heavy shackle on Ning Rongrong's wilfulness.
It seemed there was no way to refuse. Tianlin had no choice but to cup his fist in the other hand and said, "Uncle Ning, since that's the case, leave Rongrong to me. I will take good care of her."
After saying that, Tianlin left the main hall with a sulky Ning Rongrong. The other disciples also retreated, as they had to accept punishment as well, though it wasn't too severe. They were just responsible for cleaning the Outer Sect Disciple Dormitory of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
At this moment, Chen Xin woke up from his meditation and said, "Fengzhi, I hope Rongrong and Xiao Tian can understand your good intentions!"
"Mm!" Ning Fengzhi nodded.
In his heart, Tianlin was the future Sect Protecting Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, while Ning Rongrong was the successor to the sect master. Therefore, their relationship must be good, so good that they could entrust their backs to each other.
It wouldn't even be bad if they became husband and wife. With Tianlin's aptitude, he was completely worthy of Ning Rongrong. Although the two seemed to have a rift now, in his eyes, it was just a childish squabble.
Feelings could be cultivated slowly. This was the real reason why Ning Fengzhi entrusted Ning Rongrong to Tianlin for education.
And Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo didn't stop him precisely because they understood this point. Otherwise, with their doting on Ning Rongrong, how could they bear to let her suffer even the slightest grievance?
On the other side, Tianlin brought Ning Rongrong back to his courtyard. From now on, the room next door would belong to her.
"Hey, what are we going to do now?" Ning Rongrong asked.
"In the morning, I'll practice swordsmanship, and you'll practice the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's secret art, Distraction Control. In the afternoon, we'll study Soul Master theory. In the evening, meditation. It will be like this every day from now on!" Tianlin told her his plan.
Ning Rongrong's head grew big after hearing it. "Oh my god, then all my time will be gone in a day! I want to go out and play, right now."
"No, since Uncle Ning has entrusted you to me, I have to be responsible. If you don't listen, then I'll have to..." As Tianlin spoke, his gaze drifted behind her.
Ning Rongrong covered her rear in fright and retreated repeatedly. "No, it still hurts from yesterday's beating. How annoying! If I can't play, then I can't play!"
She found a place to sit down sulkily. This was her silent protest. This young lady won't go out, but I won't cultivate either. What can you do to me? "How about this, we each take a step back and implement a vacation system? From now on, every seven days, we'll work hard for the first five days, and I'll give you a vacation for the last two days." Tianlin squatted in front of her and smiled.
In fact, he had never thought of really making Ning Rongrong cultivate as hard as he did every day. It was unrealistic for a child. A combination of work and rest was also necessary.
But as the saying goes, ask for the sky and bargain on the ground. Tianlin initially proposed harsh conditions in order to first give Ning Rongrong a big stick, and then give her a sweet date.
Sure enough, Ning Rongrong, who was only six years old and innocent, was moved. "Really?"
Tianlin nodded. "Otherwise, let's make a pinky promise! But let's make it clear first, the vacation is only during the day. The evening meditation still can't be missed, because soul power is the foundation of everything, and we can't slack off for even a day!"
"Deal!" Ning Rongrong stretched out her little finger and hooked it with Tianlin's.
This was the beginning of the bond between the two future gods of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
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