Capítulo 64: The Story the Young Heiress Under Hypnosis Had To Tell
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This idea flashed through Fang Yuan's mind but was quickly dismissed by him.
Hypnosis play and the like might be exciting, but he, a positive villain, naturally wasn't suitable to engage in such activities.
The main reason was that he was afraid of the supreme power of the moderators, and dared not mess around. (T/N: This is some fourth wall breaking, coz in Chinese fic sites writing smut is a legal offense)
Otherwise, engaging in some "The Story the Young Heiress Under Hypnosis Had To Tell" would be so casual, right? Cough cough.
However, releasing Ning Rongrong like this was a bit regrettable, not because he hadn't eaten her, but mainly due to her identity.
As the daughter of Ning Fengzhi, the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, the cherished treasure of Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo from childhood, Ning Rongrong's identity destined her for an extraordinary life.
Whether it was the vast family heritage of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, the world's top supportive martial soul of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, or Ning Rongrong, the delicate beauty... ahem, let's ignore the latter.
With such a precious gem, Fang Yuan naturally couldn't just let her go.
"How about leaving a mental suggestion in her mind, just like with Zhuqing?"
Fang Yuan stroked his chin, finding this to be a decent choice.
But if it was a simple mental suggestion, the effect might not be as pronounced as with Zhu Zhuqing, as her situation was quite special. She is always with Fang Yuan, whether mentally or physically.
Forget it, just plant a seed, like planting an unnoticed willow; after all, the method of divided focus control was already in his hands.
"Holy Son, what are you doing?"
A curious voice sounded from the side, and Fang Yuan raised his head to find the Slaughter Knight standing beside him, wearing a teasing smile.
One had to admit, at this moment, the situation between him and Ning Rongrong did seem a bit ambiguous.
Ning Rongrong was leaning against him, her slender figure, and the thin sapphire-colored gown she wore couldn't provide any real barrier, plus his hand seemed to be resting on her, giving the appearance of a loving couple.
Fang Yuan's mouth twitched slightly. This old geezer, the Slaughter Knight, might be old in age, but not in the heart. His mind was filled with all sorts of messy thoughts.
"What about her guardian Soul Douluo?"
Fang Yuan held Ning Rongrong, indicating that she was currently in a dazed and unconscious state, which immediately earned him a thumbs-up from the Slaughter Knight.
"He's still outside the city."
As he spoke, the Slaughter Knight winked at Fang Yuan.
"Holy Son, rest assured, I broke one of his hands and one of his feet, and temporarily sealed his soul power. He won't be able to come back for a while!"
Unspoken in his words was that: Holy Son, you can do whatever you want; you have plenty of time!
"...I remember that outside Soto City, it's the wilderness soul beast area, right? Breaking his hands and feet and sealing his soul power, are you sure that Soul Douluo can survive?"
"Should... be able to?" the Slaughter Knight muttered, then continued, "Isn't there still a Soul Saint? He's fine, he was just temporarily stunned by my soul power. When I returned, he should have nearly awakened."
Fang Yuan silently gave him a prayer.
That Soul Douluo was pretty much done for, without soul power and with broken hands and feet, he was as good as meat on a chopping board in the wild soul beast area.
But then again, didn't you say that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School had two Title Douluo? That they weren't easy to deal with? You even told me to be careful about the size when dealing with Ning Rongrong. So, what's with your lecherous grin of support now?
Fang Yuan shook his head helplessly, leaving a mental suggestion in Ning Rongrong's mind. He then canceled his Eye Power and Soul Power, stood up, and waved to the Slaughter Knight.
"Let's go."
"Huh?"
The Slaughter Knight pointed to the somewhat dazed Ning Rongrong who hadn't fully regained consciousness. "Just, going like this?"
"What else?"
"Aren't you going to do something?"
"Do what? Just get lost! I'm getting my Soul Ring, then we're heading to the Sunset Forest to take care of important business!"
"Alright!"
As soon as the topic of Soul Rings came up, the Slaughter Knight immediately perked up.
In his view, this is currently the top priority for Fang Yuan, and there's no time to waste!
After Fang Yuan and the Slaughter Knight left, it wasn't long before Ning Rongrong also woke up in a daze, looking somewhat confused at the surrounding streets.
"I, wasn't I just shopping and watching the show, how come..."
"Ugh, my head feels heavy."
She didn't know what had happened, only feeling a slight heaviness in her head and a lack of energy.
Ning Rongrong glanced at the streets around her and immediately felt bored and irritated.
This new city, which she originally found incredibly interesting and fun, now seemed dull to her eyes, even a bit tiresome.
"So boring, my head feels a bit dizzy. I should go back and take a nap..."
"Young Mistress! Young Mistress!"
The frantic calls irritated Ning Rongrong, and she shook her slightly throbbing head, somewhat displeased: "What's going on? Why are you yelling?"
"Huang Liang, Lord Huang Liang, he's dead!"
The person who had arrived was Ning Rongrong's Soul Saint guardian, swallowing nervously and wearing an expression of fear.
"What?!"
Ning Rongrong was taken aback: "How, how could it be? How could Uncle Huang Liang be dead?"
Naturally, she knew Huang Liang, one of the fifteen Soul Douluo within the sect. Not only was he incredibly strong, but he had also been very kind to her in her daily life. Aside from her two Title Douluo grandfathers, he was one of the best people to her.
However, now her guardian was telling her that Uncle Huang Liang had actually died?
"That's not right, you've always been with me. How would you know that Uncle Huang Liang is dead? Did daddy send a letter?"
Ning Rongrong's face clearly showed disbelief. She couldn't believe that her highly respected Uncle Huang Liang could have died like this.
"No."
A hint of bitterness appeared on the guardian's face: "This time, Lord Huang Liang was actually acting on the orders of the Sect Master, secretly protecting you, Young Mistress."
"And just moments ago, Huang Liang and I were attacked by unidentified experts. I was knocked unconscious by the clash of their soul powers. When I woke up, Lord Huang Liang was already..."
As he spoke, the guardian took something out of the soul tool he carried with him.
Seeing that object, Ning Rongrong's face turned pale again, her stomach churned, and she actually vomited against a nearby tree.
The reason for this - the object the guardian had taken out was a skull.
A skull that had been gnawed on for more than half!
Ning Rongrong recognized the owner of that skull. It was none other than her caring and protective Uncle Huang Liang!
"Young Mistress, we..."
"Let's go! Hurry!"
With a pale face, Ning Rongrong raised her head, her eyes filled with fear:
"Back to Heaven Dou City. I need to find my father; I need to find Grandpa Sword and Grandpa Bone."
She had no intention of staying in this city for even a second longer!
"Yes!"
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