Douluo: Ma Hongjun The Ancestor Phoenix!

"Does my little girl not want me to stay with her?"

Ning Fengzhi shook his head, smiling bitterly.

Ning Rongrong quickly hugged her father, burying her delicate face in his arms.

There were so many people watching, and her dad didn't even bother to save her any face.

Dugu Bo had originally come here looking specifically for that little monster, Ma Hongjun.

But unexpectedly, he ran into people from the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect on the way.

Since Ning Fengzhi was already involved, it wasn't convenient for Dugu Bo to act alone, so he simply tagged along.

Watching the scene unfold earlier, he found it quite amusing.

He was someone even Titled Douluo wouldn't dare offend, yet a mere Soul Douluo dared to act so arrogantly.

He'd thought that old man would suffer some consequences, but unexpectedly, the guy just ran away without even looking back.

Dugu Bo turned to Ma Hongjun, about to say something, but suddenly felt a pair of eyes lock onto him.

When he turned around, he met Bone Douluo's cold, piercing gaze.

Sensing the atmosphere, Dugu Bo immediately understood—he had no place to speak today.

With a shrug, he sensibly stepped back.

Seeing that the old poison user was so tactful, Bone Douluo calmly withdrew his gaze.

"Uncle Ning, this is a small thank-you gift I prepared for you."

Ma Hongjun stepped forward, taking out a jade box from his space ring.

The translucent white jade couldn't hide the soft glow radiating from inside.

A gentle light flowed through the fine cracks of the box.

Ning Fengzhi glanced at it with interest.

Looking at the red-haired boy standing before him—neither humble nor arrogant—he secretly nodded in approval.

Over the years, he'd met countless outstanding juniors and prodigies.

Yet whenever those young talents stood before him, there was always a hint of nervousness or fear in their eyes.

But from the very beginning until now, there wasn't the slightest trace of fear in this red-haired boy's eyes.

He stood calm, open, and confident.

This kind of natural composure wasn't something ordinary people possessed.

The satisfaction in Bone Douluo and Sword Douluo's eyes grew even stronger.

When they first met Ma Hongjun, they were already satisfied with his character. Now, they were even more impressed.

"You're very thoughtful."

Ning Fengzhi smiled as he accepted the jade box.

In his mind, whatever the boy offered would likely be something ordinary—perhaps valuable to a junior but not particularly significant to him.

Even so, it was a gesture of sincerity, and it wouldn't be right to refuse.

But the moment Ning Fengzhi opened the box and saw what was inside, his pupils shrank sharply.

He exhaled deeply, suppressing his emotions.

Taking another breath, he looked at the young man with an entirely different gaze.

"This… is far too valuable."

Dugu Bo, who was standing nearby, leaned over to take a look.

When he saw the fragrant, exquisite Qiluo Immortal Grass inside, a flash of pain crossed his face.

This magical herb was of no use to him personally, so he'd never picked it.

But that didn't mean he didn't know its value.

The medicinal power of this herb could directly help a Soul Sage break through to the Soul Douluo level.

Everyone knew that Ning Fengzhi, the leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, had been stuck at the 79th rank for many years.

Due to the limitations of being an auxiliary-type soul master, breaking through to Soul Douluo had always been extremely difficult for him.

For Ning Fengzhi, this magical herb was an irresistible temptation.

Bone Douluo also took a deep breath.

He had originally assumed Ma Hongjun wouldn't be able to produce anything too precious.

Yet unexpectedly, it was a treasure even their Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect couldn't obtain.

"Give it to Rongrong. This is too valuable."

Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath and firmly closed the jade box.

As tempting as the Qiluo Immortal Grass was to him, he loved his daughter more.

This herb also had miraculous effects for Ning Rongrong.

"Uncle Ning, don't worry. I've prepared a suitable gift for each of you."

"Rongrong naturally has hers too."

"And hers definitely won't be any worse than yours."

Ma Hongjun smiled warmly.

Even Chen Xin, who always maintained a cold demeanor, couldn't help but show a slight ripple in his expression when he heard this.

"Good kid. You said you prepared a gift for each of us?"

Bone Douluo stepped forward, staring at Ma Hongjun with curiosity.

He had thoroughly investigated this boy's background. He wasn't some disciple sent out by a powerful sect for experience.

So how did he have so many rare treasures on him?

After hearing Ma Hongjun's words, the pained expression on Dugu Bo's face deepened.

Originally, after detoxifying his granddaughter, he had left happily, thinking it was a great success.

But now, finding out that this kid had handed out multiple top-tier herbs, Dugu Bo felt incredibly uncomfortable.

These were herbs even he had been reluctant to use!

"Senior Bone Douluo, this is the Blue Cloud Dragon Pattern Fruit prepared for you. It's extremely compatible with your martial spirit."

Ma Hongjun turned to Bone Douluo, taking out another jade box from his space ring.

The soft blue glow emitted from the box immediately captured everyone's attention.

Bone Douluo hadn't expected that the boy really had prepared something for each of them.

He eagerly took the jade box and opened it.

Inside lay a small fruit glowing with a gentle blue light.

A unique, refreshing fragrance filled the air.

"This fruit can directly help your Bone Dragon Martial Spirit evolve, greatly enhancing its resilience and toughness."

Ma Hongjun explained straightforwardly.

"But strengthening a martial spirit is no small matter. If you can't withstand the process, it could actually harm the quality of your original martial spirit."

Despite Bone Douluo's joy, Ma Hongjun still reminded him of the risks.

Gu Rong, however, seemed completely unfazed.

"Good boy. I was right about you."

"This fruit is exactly what I need."

"Of course, I understand—there's always risk if you want great rewards. I'll be fully prepared."

As he spoke, he patted Ma Hongjun heavily on the shoulder.

Ning Rongrong, watching Ma Hongjun hand out these magical herbs, quickly ran forward and grabbed his arm.

"Brother Hongjun, how do you have so many good things? Dad and the others are definitely super happy!"

Her bright smile was like a blossoming flower, charming and lovely.

"This is just my way of expressing thanks as a junior."

Ma Hongjun chuckled and reached into his space ring, producing another jade box.

This time, there was no glow from the box. It looked quiet and unassuming, as if nothing was inside.

"Senior Sword Douluo, this is the Mingxin Grass I prepared especially for you."

Opening the box revealed a simple-looking blade of grass, ordinary and plain at first glance.

Chen Xin lowered his gaze, picked it up gently, and the moment it touched his hand, a wave of clarity swept through his mind.

"This magical herb doesn't need to be refined. Simply wearing it on your body can help clear your mind, sharpen your focus, and elevate your sword intent."

"I chose this specifically for you. Your Sword Spirit carries an invincible killing aura. I believe this herb is perfect for helping refine and balance your swordsmanship."

Ma Hongjun smiled sincerely.

Chen Xin nodded slowly.

"Thank you. I sincerely appreciate your thoughtfulness."