Chapter 20: The Seven Treasures Glazed Sect

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Ning Xi once again took out some food and handed it to Jun Han—those roasted meats, still warm—while a skewer was snatched away by Bone Douluo in one swift motion.

“Hey, don’t mention it. From now on, we’re from the same sect, and with your talent, Feng Zhi will be delighted,” Bone Douluo said casually, taking a bite of the roasted meat and waving his hand dismissively.

To resolve Jun Han’s matters, they stayed in Luoyang Village for a few more days. After some time, Jun Han felt less constrained and uneasy.

He even found this lifestyle quite pleasant—after all, he had no family here.

Now, to have such an opportunity was truly an unexpected blessing.

Having freshened up, Jun Han gave off a refined and elegant aura, similar in temperament to Ning Fengzhi.

He spoke little, but was courteous; every gesture exuded a noble and graceful air.

Though he hadn’t formally studied etiquette, his entire demeanor was comfortable to be around.

Such qualities made Sword Douluo look at him with newfound respect and satisfaction.

Despite being younger by a few months than Ning Xi, Jun Han was a few days older than Ning Rongrong, so he still addressed her respectfully as “brother.”

“Xi Xi sister, thank you,” Jun Han said, already considering Ning Xi as his sister—someone irreplaceable in his heart.

Ning Xi shook her head, smiling gently. “No need to thank me. From now on, we’re friends.”

“All right, next time we’ll help you acquire soul rings. For now, we need to head back. This haul was pretty good,” Bone Douluo said, standing up and surveying the surroundings and sky with a sigh.

The others followed suit. Bone Douluo scooped up Ning Rongrong and transformed into a bone dragon, soaring away.

Sword Douluo gathered Ning Xi and Jun Han swiftly, chasing after Bone Douluo.

“Grandpa Bone, your martial soul is really majestic!” Ning Rongrong, sitting atop Bone Douluo, gazed in amazement at the dense, towering forest and the farming village below.

“Hehe, as long as Rongrong likes it. Let’s go home!” Bone Douluo chuckled and accelerated, teasing Sword Douluo, “You slowpoke, hurry up!”

“Hmph, just wait! Once we’re back, I’ll take you on!” Sword Douluo retorted angrily, then turned to Ning Xi and Jun Han. “Hold on tight!”

Before they could react, he shot forward, flying alongside Bone Douluo at the same pace.

“Haha, Old Bone, you still can’t beat me!” Sword Douluo sneered as he passed.

Unwilling to lose, Bone Douluo snorted and sped up even more.

Their bickering and racing amused the three children, who all showed delighted expressions.

Ning Rongrong laughed the hardest, her eyes curved into crescent moons, looking utterly adorable.

“Grandpa Sword, Grandpa Bone, keep it up!”

The two Douluos were completely outmatched by a little girl.

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Ning Xi couldn’t help but smile, her bright eyes and radiant teeth captivating all.

Jun Han was momentarily dazzled by her smile; swept up in the joyful atmosphere, his lips involuntarily curved into a slight smile.

At least, he suddenly felt a sense of belonging in his heart.

The two Douluos sped back even faster than when they left, returning to Qibao City within two days.

The five strolled through the streets, their extraordinary bearing drawing many curious glances.

“Look, those three kids are lovely!”

“Those two little girls are so cute!”

“That little boy’s handsome too! First time seeing such a dashing boy!”

“And the two adults look great as well, so handsome!”

Whispers filled the air, even the street vendors greeted them enthusiastically.

“Little ones, want some grilled fish? We’ve just hunted fresh soft-boned rabbits—delicious!”

“Little friends, Auntie here has tasty fruit juice, very refreshing!”

“Hey, my big wontons taste way better than theirs, and they fill you up!”

“Little miss, come here!”

“Come to me!”

The two Douluos walked beside the three children, finally choosing a random stall to have a bowl of sweet soup before heading back to the Qibao Glazed Tile Sect.

Because they were accompanied by Jun Han, many disciples showed curiosity.

His skin was fair and delicate; his bright, clear eyes tinted with a faint blue radiated a soft, warm light. His nose was straight with an elegant curve, and his chestnut hair was soft and shiny, shimmering with luster.

“Where did this child come from?”

“How did we end up with a child after just one trip out?”

“Uncle Sword, Uncle Bone, you’re finally back. How was your haul this time?” Ning Fengzhi greeted them as they entered, his eyes also curious upon seeing Jun Han.

“And who is this young friend?”

“Dad, this is Jun Han, our friend...” Ning Xi smiled beautifully as she introduced him.

After hearing Ning Xi’s explanation, Ning Fengzhi was astonished. “I see, what a fateful connection!”

“I didn’t expect your martial soul to be such a rare original-type soul. So young, yet bright and exceptional in appearance. Very good. Welcome to join Qibao Glazed Tile Sect.”

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Ning Fengzhi’s gaze softened toward Jun Han, filled with admiration.

Jun Han smiled faintly, cupping his hands respectfully. “Thank you, Sect Leader, for your acceptance and kindness. Jun Han is deeply grateful.”

Ning Fengzhi smiled gently. “No need for formalities. Just call me Uncle Ning. This is your home now.”

Jun Han’s eyes flickered, as if a warm current passed through his heart. He nodded in response, “Yes, Uncle Ning.”

Ning Fengzhi nodded with satisfaction. With such character, great achievements surely awaited him.

“Daddy~ I missed you so much! The Starfall Forest was so scary!” Ning Rongrong, seeing the exchange had ended, immediately threw herself into his arms, acting spoiled.

“Rongrong, don’t be afraid. You’ll have to face all of this from now on. By the way, how old are your soul rings?” Ning Fengzhi comforted her, gently patting her head.

Speaking of soul rings, Ning Rongrong grinned and stepped out from Ning Fengzhi’s embrace.

She immediately released the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, dazzling with colorful light. On the small tower appeared a yellow soul ring.

“Daddy, my soul ring is from a six-hundred-year-old Rock Armor Giant Bear. My first soul skill is Strength Amplification.”

Ning Rongrong twirled gracefully, and her soul ring shimmered into view.

A delicate and exquisite Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda floated up, its body crystal-clear and glowing faintly, as if carved from the purest gem.

“Six hundred years!” Ning Fengzhi stared in disbelief at her soul ring.

“What about you two?” Ning Fengzhi turned to Ning Xi and Jun Han.

Ning Xi quickly released her soul ring—a purple halo encircled her body.

Ning Fengzhi’s previously calm expression turned to shock.

A thousand-year soul ring!

“Xi’er actually has a thousand-year soul ring!”

Ning Fengzhi was incredulous. He hadn’t expected her to have absorbed such a soul ring, his mouth agape.

“Uncle Ning, I’m sorry, I don’t have a soul ring yet. But I can show you my martial soul,” Jun Han said without hesitation, immediately releasing his original-type martial soul.

Behind him appeared a ghostly blue brain, shrouded in a mysterious aura, radiating an extraordinary presence.

Ning Fengzhi’s mouth dropped wide open again, pupils dilated, his eyes fixed intently on Jun Han.