428: Chapter 428 My Lord, What is My Reward?

"Su Wen, what exactly have you done to Rongrong?"

Ning Fengzhi roared, his emotions collapsing.

Where was his little devil princess?

How could she have become like this?

Becoming a love-struck fool.

"Daddy, you are not allowed to speak loudly to my husband."

"Rongrong."

Ning Fengzhi gritted his teeth.

Su Wen looked her up and down, then teased, "School Master Ning, no wonder you and Bone Douluo have such a good relationship."

"So, you're a bottom."

Ning Fengzhi felt his blood surge to his chest; he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

"You, you…"

Ning Fengzhi wheezed like a bull, pointing at him with a trembling finger.

His lifelong reputation.

Completely ruined.

"Rongrong, why did you do this? Why did you join forces with him to deal with me?"

Ning Rongrong's voice trembled.

Ning Rongrong touched her own lips: "Because he is my husband, and Rongrong must listen to her husband."

Ning Fengzhi cried.

Tears flowed uncontrollably from his eyes.

His heart ached so much he couldn't breathe.

He couldn't imagine these words coming from his precious daughter.

Suddenly, he thought of Ah Yin, Tang Yuehua, and Xiao Wu's mother.

It was the same situation as Rongrong.

Ning Fengzhi's face showed sudden realization: "Su Wen, can your Spirit Ability control people?"

"Not quite, it's marriage, Daddy guessed wrong."

Ning Rongrong suddenly touched her own face: "Also, I can tell you, Daddy, Rongrong is already dead."

"What!"

Ning Fengzhi couldn't understand, but he felt it was close to what he thought.

After thinking about it, he actually calmed down.

"Hahaha, Su Wen, I have lost."

He looked at Su Wen: "You won. Sword Uncle is dead, Bone Uncle was captured by you, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was destroyed by you, and Rongrong was controlled by you…"

"Su Wen, I am willing to withdraw. I will no longer be an enemy of your Spirit Hall, and I am even willing to offer up all the property of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."

"Su Wen, I only ask you to agree to one thing: let Bone Uncle go, let Rongrong go. We will leave this place and will never appear before you again. I can swear upon my Spirit…"

Su Wen couldn't help but laugh: "Ning Fengzhi, you really are a businessman. Your abacus is clattering right in my face. You failed at business, and you still want to escape unscathed?"

"Su Wen, what exactly do you want? To kill me?"

"Do you know what the consequences of this will be?"

"Your Spirit Hall has already wiped out the Clear Sky Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. Now it is the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. By killing me, you are declaring war on the people of the continent…"

"Declaring that your Spirit Hall wants to kill all forces that resist you."

"Every Spirit Master in the world will inevitably feel insecure and fear your Spirit Hall from the bottom of their hearts."

"The two great Empires will never sit idly by, because no emperor will watch a force threaten their throne. They will inevitably be the first to bear the brunt, uniting to summon all the Spirit Masters on the continent."

Ning Fengzhi clenched his fists tightly. At this moment, he was speaking entirely like a businessman, analyzing for Su Wen whether this deal was cost-effective.

"Ning Fengzhi, I don't care at all about what happens next. What I care about is that you must die today. You are all too jumpy. If you don't die, I won't be at ease."

"Moreover, I cannot fulfill the conditions you mentioned. After all, Bone Douluo has already entered the Yellow Springs, a place I cannot enter right now."

"In addition, Rongrong has already offered up all the property of your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. You no longer have any bargaining chips."

"So, please go to your death."

Su Wen's words made Ning Fengzhi show a bitter smile.

No wonder Rongrong had been frequently entering the treasury recently.

He thought Ning Rongrong was taking some money to expand and improve Shrek Academy.

He didn't expect she had taken it, but it wasn't just a little; it was everything. And the object wasn't Shrek Academy either.

"Rongrong, you send him off yourself."

"Rongrong understands."

Ning Rongrong walked forward, placing her hands on her chest: "Daddy, I'm sorry, Rongrong must listen to her husband."

She was completely in Su Wen's shape.

"Su Wen, even if I become a ghost, I will not let you go."

Ning Fengzhi clenched his fists.

He immediately activated his Spirit.

As a level 79 Spirit Master, he couldn't just sit and wait for death.

"Rongrong, your Spirit?"

Ning Fengzhi suddenly widened his eyes.

The Spirit Ning Rongrong displayed, that Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, was actually flashing with nine-colored light.

He looked closely; it wasn't a Seven Treasure at all, but the legendary Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.

"This… this…"

"Daddy discovered it, huh? Rongrong's Spirit, it's all thanks to my husband. It was my husband who helped me complete the evolution, and besides, I am even more powerful than Daddy now."

Ning Rongrong's spirit rings all lit up, stunningly five black and three red.

Ning Fengzhi widened his eyes.

Ning Rongrong had actually become a Spirit Douluo all of a sudden, and a Spirit Douluo with exaggerated spirit rings at that.

"This, this…"

Ning Fengzhi's emotions were complex.

No past Sect Master had evolved the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, but Rongrong had actually done it.

He felt both laughter and pain in his heart.

He laughed because the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda had appeared, fulfilling the wishes of past Sect Masters, and the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda could be passed down.

The pain was that he was passing the Bloodline to his enemy.

Ning Rongrong held her Spirit and smashed it toward Ning Fengzhi.

Ning Fengzhi dodged left and right, then killed toward Su Wen, simultaneously igniting his Soul Power.

He wanted to self-destruct and die together with Su Wen.

"Su Wen, I want you to die…"

The iron chain in Ghost Bride Hong Dou's hand grew longer, flexible as a snake and fast as lightning, Binding Ning Fengzhi.

Ning Rongrong's Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda smashed fiercely onto his head.

Ning Fengzhi let out a wail.

Just as he was about to resist, a writing brush pierced directly through his chest.

The brush circled in the air and returned to Ghost Bride Hong Luan's hand.

Ning Fengzhi spat out blood and his body went limp, falling to the ground.

But his eyes were still staring fixedly at Su Wen, filled with monstrous resentment, hatred, and unwillingness.

"Su Wen… don't be happy… cough… I will be waiting for you down below…"

"Hehe, down below, huh!"

Su Wen laughed: "Sorry, I'm afraid you won't be able to become a ghost."

"Hong Lun."

"Hong Dou."

"Go to the brothel and bring back a woman, then let School Master Ning take over her soul."

"Remember, let him form a team with Tang Xiao."

As soon as the words fell, a ball of red mist drifted out and then escaped directly into the distance.

Hong Dou followed.

"I wonder if the great love has been successfully transmitted?"

"Even if it hasn't, as long as Ning Fengzhi isn't dead, I can continue to spread it."

"I really am evil."

"A proper villain."

"Hehehe."

Listening to her husband's words, Ghost Bride Hong Luan suddenly leaned forward: "Husband, do you want me to smile for you?"

"Cough cough… A ghost smile? Uh, no need."

"Husband, the matter is over. Remember to give us our reward. I remember that woman got one, so I want one too."

Ghost Bride Hong Luan pointed at Ning Rongrong.

Su Wen was surprised.

This was the first time he had seen a Ghost Bride like this.

It seemed that as their Soul Power grew higher, their personalities and wisdom were beginning to return to normal stages.

Su Wen still remembered that when they first started, they couldn't even speak.

"Husband?"