Chapter 398: Ning Rongrong: I Became a God? Nine-Colored Goddess?!
Chapter 398: Ning Rongrong: I Became a God? Nine-Colored Goddess?!
Returning to Heaven Dou Royal Academy.
Lin Qingmo rubbed his waist.
"Hiss, a Titled Douluo is truly a Titled Douluo; they are indeed extraordinary."
His master seemed to want to vent a lifetime of suppression.
Even with the support of his Blue Silver Life Tree, he was still almost drained dry.
He felt his kidneys emitting a creaking sound similar to when they were overloaded.
Back at the academy, Lin Qingmo felt a sense of surreal dizziness.
A dignified Titled Douluo, his master—that woman who was once so aloof and cold that he dared not look her in the eye—had actually been conquered by him just like that.
Two whole days, shameless and unrestrained, day and night.
The more Lin Qingmo thought about it, the prouder he felt; he even unconsciously straightened his back as he walked.
Although his waist was sore, it was worth it—very worth it.
His master’s body, his master’s voice, his master’s pitiful appearance—he would never be able to forget these scenes in his entire life.
"Captain!!!"
A hurried shout interrupted his recollection of these spring dreams.
Lin Qingmo looked up and saw a flash of pale purple long hair leaving a trail in the air, followed immediately by a soft body that threw itself directly into his arms, almost knocking him off balance.
His waist, his waist!
"Bai Chenxiang?"
"Captain! You’re finally back!"
Bai Chenxiang hugged his waist tightly, looking up with eyes red and swollen from crying, filled with anxiety and anticipation.
"About my grandfather, do you have any news? Have you found him?"
With this tear-stained little face and the heavy dark circles under her eyes, it was clear she had been waiting for his return from yesterday until now.
His heart softened slightly, and he reached out to pat her shoulder.
"Mm, there is a lead."
"I have already asked my master to investigate; we should be able to find your grandfather’s whereabouts very soon."
"Really?!"
Bai Chenxiang’s pupils dilated suddenly.
She stared blankly at Lin Qingmo, large tears rolling down from her eyes.
The emotions that had been suppressed for too long finally found an outlet.
"Ca-Captain..."
"Alright, alright, don’t cry."
Lin Qingmo helplessly patted her back: "I promised I would help you, so I will definitely see it through to the end."
"Thank you... thank you so much..."
Bai Chenxiang buried her face in his chest, her shoulders trembling violently, her voice choked beyond recognition.
...
Lin Qingmo brought Bai Chenxiang back to the dormitory to comfort her properly.
She left shortly after, eyes red, showering him with gratitude.
Lin Qingmo had not even had a chance to drink a sip of water before the door was pushed open.
"A-Qing, you’re back!"
Ning Rongrong stood at the doorway, her chest heaving heavily.
Her delicate little face was filled with anxiety.
Her eyes were slightly red; it was clear she had been suppressing her emotions on the way here.
Her voice was half an octave higher than usual: "Grandpa Sword and Bone Grandpa... what exactly is going on with what you said?!"
She spoke incoherently, took a deep breath, and forcefully closed the door behind her.
Fine, her intentions were clear.
Lin Qingmo pointed to the chair beside him.
"Sit down first."
"I won’t sit! You tell me first—"
"Sit down."
Lin Qingmo’s tone left no room for refusal, "My neck hurts from looking up while you’re standing."
Ning Rongrong bit her lip and sat down on the chair, her legs pressed together, her hands gripping her skirt, her whole body like a taut string.
Lin Qingmo poured her a glass of water; she didn’t take it, just stared straight at him.
"You said in the group before that my Grandpa Sword and Bone Grandpa would die in battle at Jialing Pass. What exactly is going on?"
Lin Qingmo nodded slightly: "Simply put, they died to help Tang San."
Her voice was trembling: "They died to help that Tang San? Why would they help Tang San? When did our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School ever get involved with Tang San?"
Lin Qingmo picked up his own glass of water and took a sip, unhurriedly.
"Rongrong, let me state a premise first: that was just one possibility in the original World."
"It is not a fate you will experience tomorrow, so there is no need to scare yourself like this."
Hearing this, Ning Rongrong’s shoulders relaxed slightly, but her fists were still clenched tight.
"Then... then tell me what happened."
Even if it was another possibility, she had to understand it clearly to avoid the future where Grandpa Sword and Bone Grandpa died!
"In the original timeline, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and Tang San were very close."
Lin Qingmo put down the water glass: "To be accurate, it was you and Tang San who were very close."
"You Shrek Seven Devils were friends through life and death who fought your way up from Nuoding City. Tang San was a benefactor to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo both thought highly of him."
"Later, when Spirit Hall waged an all-out war against Tang San, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School chose to stand on Tang San’s side."
"In the battle at Jialing Pass, Sword DouluoChen Xin and Bone DouluoGu Rong both died in battle; their opponent was Spirit Hall."
"!!!"
Ning Rongrong’s face turned pale instantly.
Grandpa Sword, Bone Grandpa—they had held her in the palms of their hands since she was a child.
They would die in battle!
And it was for Tang San!
"I... why would I be so close to Tang San? I don’t want them to die..."
"Right now, you and Tang San have nothing to do with each other. You are in the Royal Fighting Team, and he is in Shrek."
"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School also has no reason to form an alliance with Tang San."
"Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo will not die at Jialing Pass because they won’t go there at all."
Ning Rongrong looked up, tears still pooling in her eyes, but her gaze was already a few shades brighter than before.
"Really?"
"When have I ever lied to you?"
Lin Qingmo felt helpless.
Why does everyone need him to coax them?
First his master, then Bai Chenxiang, and now Ning Rongrong.
Ning Rongrong thought about it and realized he really hadn’t.
She let out a long breath, her whole body slumping into the chair as if her bones had been removed.
"You scared me to death..."
She patted her chest, "I almost thought Grandpa Sword and Bone Grandpa were really going to die just now."
"Drink some water now that you’ve calmed down." Lin Qingmo handed the tea to her.
This time, she took it.
She gulped down more than half the cup, and when she put it down, Ning Rongrong’s expression had changed from fear to another kind of curiosity.
"Then... A-Qing, you said that in that original timeline, what happened to the future me? What happened to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?"
Lin Qingmo was about to answer when his expression suddenly became somewhat subtle.
"Are you sure you want to know?"
Ning Rongrong felt her heart skip a beat at his expression.
He had answered the previous question so readily, but for this one, he wanted to confirm if she wanted to know first.
Could it be that her future was even more miserable than Grandpa Sword and Bone Grandpa dying in battle?
"Is... is it very bad?" Her voice sounded weak.
Lin Qingmo shook his head: "No, on the contrary, your future is very good."
"You also obtained an Immortal Herb from Tang San, your Spirit evolved from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, and later you even inherited the God Position of the Nine-Colored Goddess and ascended to the God Realm."
"Ah?!"
Ning Rongrong was stunned.
Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda? Nine-Colored Goddess? Become a God?
Any one of these terms, taken individually, would be enough for the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School to set off fireworks for three days to celebrate.
Now that they were all dumped on her, she was actually a bit confused.
"I... I became a God?"
Ning Rongrong pointed at her own nose, her expression foolish.
(End of Chapter)
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