Douluo's Holy Lord at the Start

Chapter 3: Ning Fengzhi's Methods

"Xiao Xuan, how are you feeling?"

The day after Gu Xuan regained consciousness, Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin appeared in his room, and the first thing they did was ask about Gu Xuan's condition.

"I've already disciplined Rongrong, and I'll have her apologize to you afterwards. You're the older brother, so please don't be angry with her, okay?"

Ning Fengzhi had a chair brought over and sat down next to Gu Xuan. He leaned on his cane and looked at Gu Xuan with a peaceful expression, his voice extremely friendly.

"It's alright, Uncle Ning. I'm almost fully recovered, and I've forgiven Rongrong. But there's no need for an apology. I'm not that petty."

Looking at Ning Fengzhi's kind face, Gu Xuan didn't think he was really a good person.

To become the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, managing such a vast business as a support-type Soul Saint, requires an extremely deep and cunning mind; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call him an old fox.

Even so, he didn't need to give Ning Fengzhi a warm welcome, because his grandfather was Gu Rong, and Gu Rong had already made it clear that he was on Ning Fengzhi's side.

Besides, it would be strange if a child didn't show any signs of anger when bullied.

Therefore, even though Ning Fengzhi was the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, he had no reason to give him a friendly look at this moment.

"Sigh, I know Rongrong was wrong. Uncle, I apologize on her behalf and promise I'll never let Rongrong bother you again, how about that?"

Ning Fengzhi considered Gu Xuan's reaction to be quite normal, after all, Gu Xuan had almost stepped into the gates of hell because of Ning Rongrong.

In his eyes, it was already a stroke of luck that Gu Xuan hadn't left the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. If he wanted to easily gain Gu Xuan's forgiveness, he would probably have to wait and see.

Fortunately, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School had treated Gu Xuan quite well before; otherwise, if Gu Xuan had insisted on leaving the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, it would have been the greatest harm to the school.

"Xiao Xuanzi!"

Ning Fengzhi remained silent, while Chen Xin looked at Gu Xuan and called out.

"Grandpa Sword".

Gu Xuan looked at Chen Xin following the sound. He had to admit that Chen Xin was much more handsome than Gu Rong. His white hair was as white as snow, and his light blue robe gave him the unique temperament of a sword immortal.

Is he calling him now to plead for Ning Rongrong?

That's right, if one plays the bad cop, the other naturally has to play the good cop.

"This is a top-grade snow silkworm from my collection. Take it and nurture it well."

The fact that Chen Xin didn't say anything nice about Ning Rongrong surprised Gu Xuan.

"Take it. This disaster will likely damage your foundation. You'll be awakening your martial spirit in a few days, so this will be perfect for making up for the damage to your body."

Chen Xin stuffed the box into Gu Xuan's arms and said.

Martial Soul, Awaken!

Gu Xuan then realized that he hadn't awakened his martial soul yet, so what had he been training his body for all this time?

Isn't it all so that more soul power can be awakened when the martial soul awakens?

I wonder how much of his potential was depleted after being pushed to the brink of death by Ning Rongrong.

Thinking of this, I felt even more disgusted with Ning Rongrong's unruly behavior.

"What are you waiting for? Thanks, old swordsman."

"Feng Zhi is alright, you can go first. I need to refine this Snow Silkworm for Xiao Xuan first."

It would have been better if Chen Xin hadn't reminded him, because once he did, Gu Rong immediately realized what was going on.

That's right, such severe physical depletion could potentially affect the potential during the awakening of one's martial soul.

A strong body may not affect the lower limit of soul power, but a severe deficiency in the body can definitely affect the upper limit of innate soul power.

Gu Rong glanced gratefully at Chen Xin and immediately began to shoo him away.

"Uncle Gu, we'll take our leave now!"

Ning Fengzhi smiled and bowed to the ancient banyan tree.

"Thank you, Grandpa Jian. Goodbye, Uncle Ning."

Gu Xuan also politely said goodbye to the two of them.

"Come on, Xiao Xuan, take your medicine quickly. Grandpa will help you refine the medicinal power into your body."

Looking at the somewhat anxious Gu Rong and Gu Xuan, Gu Xuan sighed inwardly.

As expected of someone from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, their methods are truly ingenious. What seems like just a small favor has actually rekindled Gu Rong's feelings for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Ning Fengzhi is quite resourceful.

While eating the slightly bitter snow silkworm, Gu Xuan pondered.

"Fengzhi, how are you feeling?"

Chen Xin and Ning Fengzhi walked along the road, chatting with each other.

"It's hard to say, but I feel that Xiao Xuan has changed a lot since he woke up."

No longer as rigid as before, her eyes have become more lively.

Ning Fengzhi thought for a moment and then spoke.

Gu Xuan used to act like a pre-programmed machine. Although he would laugh and get angry, his emotions rarely fluctuated wildly.

At that time, they guessed that Gu Xuan was probably naturally emotionally detached.

That's normal, after all, Gu Rong's martial soul is a bone dragon, a kind of undead creature. It's estimated that it mutated in some way when it was passed down to Gu Xuan, which led to Gu Xuan's strangeness.

But upon seeing him today, Ning Fengzhi noticed a hint of liveliness in Gu Xuan's usually lifeless eyes.

"Indeed, Xiao Xuan used to be too lifeless, but now he finally looks like a child again."

Neither Chen Xin nor Ning Fengzhi took Gu Xuan's anger seriously. After all, he was just a child, so what could he do if he got angry?

Moreover, for them, Gu Xuan's anger was actually a good thing, as it meant that Gu Xuan had finally become a normal child.

"Um!"

Ning Fengzhi nodded slightly without saying anything more.

normal?

He actually wished that Gu Xuan could stay the same as before; the current Gu Xuan gave him an indescribable feeling.

"Let's go see Rongrong. She's been locked up for four days. We don't know how she is."

Chen Xin didn't pay much attention to Ning Fengzhi's change in expression; instead, she was more concerned about Ning Rongrong's situation.

They hadn't visited Ning Rongrong while Gu Xuan was still asleep, but now that Gu Xuan was awake, it was time to go see Ning Rongrong.

"Uncle Jian, it's because you spoiled Rongrong too much that she's become like this."

Ning Fengzhi looked at Chen Xin with a troubled expression and said.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Aren't girls meant to be pampered?

After reflecting on this, I think Rongrong should reflect deeply. She's been locked up for four days. You don't care, but I do!

"Besides, Xiao Xuan already said he forgave Rongrong, so you can't keep her locked up anymore."

Chen Xin didn't care what Ning Fengzhi thought, and ran off to Ning Rongrong's residence.

Ning Fengzhi shook his head and followed.

The three of them didn't know how they talked, but in the end, Ning Rongrong's imprisonment was declared over.

The unruly little witch has returned to the scene once again.

However, none of these things affected Gu Xuan's composure.

The three days of recuperation were like fallen leaves, causing no ripples whatsoever.

Ning Rongrong didn't go looking for trouble by seeking revenge on Gu Xuan, perhaps out of guilt or for some other reason.

Anyway, Gu Xuan didn't see that annoying little witch again.

Three days later, on Gu Xuan's sixth birthday, Gu Xuan was brought to the sect's main hall by Gu Rong.

In the Douluo Continent, there is no concept of birthdays; for them, birthdays are far less important than the awakening of their Martial Soul.

The same applies to Gu Xuan.

Once he was brought to the sect's main hall, he naturally understood what was about to happen.

Along the way, everyone who saw Gu Xuan gave him a long, respectful look from afar.

Gu Xuan was someone who could get Ning Rongrong, that little devil, to be confined; that alone was enough to earn their respect.

"Gu Xuan, you stop right there!"

As soon as I entered the sect's main hall, a voice that was both very familiar and unfamiliar in my memory rang in my ears.