Douluo: Martial Soul Golden Crow, I am the Emperor of Heaven

Chapter 37: Goodbye Ning Fengzhi

Burst Step!

Pei Qing's expression was stern, his soul power surging. He stomped his foot fiercely, cracking the ground. The True Sun Fire exploded, instantly transforming into ripples that spread in all directions.

Using intense propulsion, Pei Qing charged forward, his figure shooting out like an arrow released from a bowstring.

Under the Burst Step, his speed far surpassed his usual pace. With a flash, he had already covered a hundred meters!

The flames beneath his feet extinguished, and he landed steadily on the ground.

Burst Step had been mastered. In just four months, Pei Qing had cultivated Burst Step to a profound level.

At the same cultivation level, even a speed-type Soul Master would likely be slower than Pei Qing in close quarters.

"Good, I didn't expect you, Xiao Qing, to master such a self-created soul skill in just four months!"

Qian Renxue, dressed in a light golden palace gown, walked toward Pei Qing with her long, beautiful legs. Her face was full of admiration.

In these past few months, she had witnessed the immense effort Pei Qing had put into cultivating Burst Step.

The True Sun Fire was full of destruction and tyranny, making it difficult to control. Even she couldn't do it, yet Pei Qing could perfectly control the True Sun Fire and convert its explosion into propulsion.

This idea was simply incredible. If Qian Renxue hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have believed it.

"If Sister Xue wants to learn, I can teach you."

Pei Qing smiled as he took the towel from Qian Renxue's hand, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and returned her smile.

When Pei Qing returned to the Crown Prince's residence, Qian Renxue would usually have a decoy impersonate Xue Qinghe.

She would spend more time with Pei Qing, honing their Martial Soul Fusion Skill and cultivating.

"Then I'll trouble you, Xiao Qing. Consider me taking advantage of you."

Qian Renxue reached out and took the towel Pei Qing had used, speaking gently.

She didn't feel the need to be polite with Pei Qing. As two people with a Martial Soul Fusion Skill, they were destined to become husband and wife in the future.

Although she was destined to become a god in the future, she also needed to leave behind a bloodline.

Pei Qing, with Their Martial Soul Fusion Skill, was arguably her best choice.

"Sister Xue, you're too polite. Shall we start now?"

Pei Qing stretched his arms, and his body immediately crackled.

Burst Step had certain requirements for physical strength, but with Qian Renxue's Soul King cultivation, she could certainly achieve it.

Moreover, Qian Renxue had consumed a lot of whale rubber over the years, making her physical strength comparable to that of a Soul Saint. Burst Step would have even fewer side effects for her.

"Not now. Ning Fengzhi has invited you and me to be guests at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

"It seems that old fox hasn't given up on trying to win you over."

A cold glint flashed in Qian Renxue's eyes. She was quite displeased with Ning Fengzhi's actions.

She felt as if her corner was being dug up, which made her very annoyed.

"Ning Fengzhi, why would he invite me?"

"Does he think he can invite me?"

Pei Qing thought of the middle-aged man he had only met once, and a hint of confusion appeared on his face.

Pei Qing had a deep impression of Ning Fengzhi, as he was one of the few old foxes on the Douluo Continent.

"His daughter awakened with innate ninth-level soul power over a year ago and is hailed as the most promising genius in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect in a thousand years to evolve into the Eight Treasure Glazed Pagoda."

"So, in recent years, Ning Fengzhi has placed more importance on the geniuses of the continent, hoping to find a suitable partner for his daughter."

"It's just that there have been quite a few geniuses on the continent recently, but none of them belong to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

"It must be that you defeated Yu Tianheng a few days ago, which made my teacher harbor some improper thoughts again."

Pei Qing nodded. He felt that Ning Fengzhi was treating him purely as a backup.

He, Pei Qing, whose martial soul strength was comparable to the Six-Winged Angel, was being treated as a backup.

This left him speechless. He didn't even know how to complain about this matter.

"Sister Xue, there's no way to avoid this. We might as well just go and see what Sect Master Ning intends to do!"

Pei Qing shook his head. He knew Ning Fengzhi was cunning, so he simply agreed to go.

"Alright, if that's the case, then let's go and meet him."

Qian Renxue had never thought of hiding Pei Qing. After all, it wasn't conducive to his growth.

Moreover, it was just Ning Fengzhi, the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. How could he make her, the Young Miss of the Spirit Hall, feel any fear?

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Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect

Main Hall

Ning Fengzhi looked at Sword Douluo, who stood beside him with an expression neither happy nor sad—like a peerless divine sword—and Bone Douluo, who was tall like a skeletal frame. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Uncle Jian, Uncle Gu, after all these years, we still haven't found a genius!"

"A suitable partner for Rongrong hasn't appeared either!"

"The only suitable one is Pei Qing. I heard he defeated one of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Twins at just ten years old."

Ning Fengzhi sighed and rubbed his temples, and his eyes were full of helplessness.

He looked at his daughter, who was doted on by Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo and felt very worried.

Rongrong had been overly spoiled in recent years, even earning the nickname 'Little Witch' within the sect.

He truly didn't know if allowing Uncle Jian and Uncle Gu to spoil her like this was right or wrong.

Ning Rongrong, just over seven years old, blinked her innocent eyes and looked up at Sword Douluo, who was holding her, asking curiously:

"Fengzhi is just choosing a battle partner for Rongrong, and boyfriends are not something Rongrong needs to consider right now."

Sword Douluo gently reached out and stroked Ning Rongrong's head, a faint smile appearing on his stern face.

"That's right, we haven't even met that kid named Pei Qing yet, how can we decide so easily?"

"If Rongrong likes him, then fine. But if she doesn't, then this old man won't agree."

Bone Douluo was also a doting grandfather. In his eyes, Ning Rongrong was the most beautiful and adorable elf in the world.

If Ning Rongrong liked Pei Qing, even if Pei Qing belonged to Crown Prince Xue Qinghe, he would have no objection to him joining the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

"Grandpa Bone is the best! I love Grandpa Bone the most!!!"

A glint of cunning flashed in Ning Rongrong's eyes, and she immediately felt confident.

She didn't want her father to arrange things; she wanted to fight for her happiness.

What Pei Qing? That cold guy—besides being good-looking—was nothing. She didn't like him at all.

Ning Rongrong thought of the boy she had seen a few years ago, pouted, and had no particular thoughts.

"Greetings, Teacher! Senior Jian, Senior Gu!"

"Greetings, Sect Master Ning, Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo!"

Outside the main hall, Qian Renxue entered with Pei Qing!

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