In Douluo, he devoured Tang San's spirit at the beginning

Chapter 100: Slutty Tang Yuehua

Ning Fengzhi, like an old fox, smiled and walked out first, holding the hand of Ning Rongrong, who had become obedient at some point in time.

Looking at Ning Rongrong in his hand, Ning Fengzhi sighed inwardly. In the same era as this genius from the Haotian Sect, no one would have a chance to make a name for themselves. No matter who mentions this era in the future, the first person that comes to mind is the Haotian Sect Soul Master who possessed three ten-thousand-year soul rings at the age of ten, followed by the remaining geniuses.

"Rongrong, do you feel the pressure?"

Ning Fengzhi chuckled and asked gently.

"Dad, is he really the same age as me?"

Ning Rongrong, who was being held by him, nodded, raised her head and looked at Ning Fengzhi with a confused look in her eyes.

Like Yu Tianheng, she is also a genius in the sect. Her father calls her the genius who has the greatest chance of breaking through the limitations of the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda and becoming the Eight Treasures Glazed Pagoda, or even the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda.

She thought the same thing before she met Han Yu.

But seeing that a disciple of Haotian Sect, which is also one of the top three sects, had reached the Soul Master level at the young age of ten, and was a Soul Master with three ten-thousand-year soul rings, she couldn't help but feel discouraged.

He was even more worried that he would let down his father, Grandpa Gu, Grandpa Jian, and the sect's expectations.

"Rongrong, now that things have come to this, you must also practice hard. To be able to reach such a level, he must have encountered opportunities and difficulties that we cannot imagine. Now let's go and meet this genius of the Haotian Sect."

Ning Fengzhi rubbed Ning Rongrong's head, smiled and spoke to comfort her.

Yes, there is motivation only when there is pressure. Perhaps the appearance of this genius from the Haotian Sect will make Ning Rongrong practice more diligently in the future.

"Well, I will practice when I get back and try to break through level 20 as soon as possible."

Ning Rongrong nodded seriously.

They are all geniuses, and she will also work hard to practice in the future and strive to bring glory to the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect.

The audience was still shouting the names of the Clear Sky Sect and Clear Sky Hammer. This fanatical shouting made Ning Rongrong, who was also from the top three sects, fascinated. If one day everyone was shouting the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
The more she thought about it, the more excited she became. At this moment, Ning Rongrong wished she could start practicing right there and then.

Ning Fengzhi felt Ning Rongrong's passion for cultivation, and looked at Gu Rong, both of them smiled without saying anything.

"In this battle of souls, the contestant from Haotian Sect won."

The middle-aged man who had disappeared for a long time spoke again, but his voice was drowned out by the frenzied cheers of the crowd in the audience, and not many people heard it.

"Xiao Hanyu! You're awesome!"

In the corridor leading away from the fighting arena, Tang Yuehua trotted up to Han Yu without caring about her image and hugged her in her arms. The huge mountains in front of her were suddenly squeezed and deformed, but how could she pay attention to this at this moment.

Tang Yuehua's face was flushed because of excitement. She looked at Han Yu with eyes that seemed to be able to draw silk. Her round thighs hidden under the wide long skirt rubbed against each other unconsciously. Her rosy little mouth was slightly opened, and she was breathing heavily.

"aunt."

Han Yu naturally noticed something wrong with Tang Yuehua's body. A hint of wonder flashed in his eyes. He smiled and spoke softly.

The speed at which Tang Yuehua fell for him seemed a little beyond his expectations.

"Yeah, auntie is here. Xiaohanyu, you are awesome."

Tang Yuehua nodded excitedly like a little girl, not noticing that she looked like a nymphomaniac.

This corridor only connects the fighting spirit stage and the front desk of the fighting spirit field, and is also designed to allow every soul master who comes to fight spirits to leave quickly and safely, so no one is passing by at this time.

Even the bodyguards who had always followed Tang Yuehua were ordered by her to wait at the front desk.

"Aunt, someone is coming." Sensing that there were several auras slowly approaching from the depths of the corridor, Han Yu frowned and spoke softly to Tang Yuehua in his arms.

"Just come."

Tang Yuehua's mind was still obsessed with Han Yu's previous performance on the stage. She rubbed her head in Han Yu's arms for a while, and then buried her head deeply in Han Yu's chest, as if she wanted to remember the taste deeply in her mind.

"somebody is coming."

Han Yu chuckled, reached out and patted Tang Yuehua's head, gently moved her head away, looked at Tang Yuehua's dizzy appearance, and continued.

"Aunt, please tidy up. Some guests are coming."

"Hmm!"

Tang Yuehua then realized that her clothes were a little disheveled, her body was slightly wet, and there was a strange fragrance in the air.

At that moment, Tang Yuehua quickly straightened her clothes, her face flushed and she stopped talking. She endured the uncomfortable feeling under her body, took several deep breaths before she forced herself to come to her senses. She stood gracefully beside Han Yu, quietly waiting for the people in the depths of the corridor to come.

"Aunt, this way."

Seeing that Tang Yuehua was facing the wrong direction, Han Yu was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. He stretched out his hands and rotated Tang Yuehua's delicate body 180 degrees.

"So embarrassing, so embarrassing. What should I do? I feel so uncomfortable."

Tang Yuehua lowered her head with a flushed face, feeling helpless and furious.

"Hello, little genius of the Haotian Sect. I am the crown prince of the Tiandou Empire, Xue Qinghe."

Just as Tang Yuehua was lost in her inner world, she heard a familiar voice. She looked up and found that Xue Qinghe and others had come up to her and were greeting Han Yu.

"Teacher Yuehua!"

Xue Ke, who was being held by Xue Qinghe, waved excitedly to Tang Yuehua, broke free from her brother's hand and walked quickly to Tang Yuehua.

"Teacher Yuehua!"

Xue Qinghe looked at Tang Yuehua in surprise and bowed quickly.

"It turned out to be Madam Yue."

Ning Fengzhi glanced at Tang Yuehua, then looked at Han Yu. He had some guesses in his mind and bowed slightly to greet her.

Madam is a respectful title for Tang Yuehua. Although she is not married, it is also a recognized title for her by various high-ranking officials and nobles. After all, she is the master of Yuexuan Academy of Palace Etiquette of Tiandou Empire. Any noble or other powerful person in Tiandou City will inevitably communicate with her.

Ning Rongrong did the same. Her companions and father all saluted, so she naturally could not be left behind. After saluting, she stared at Han Yu with her big round eyes, as if she wanted to see how he practiced.

"Your Highness, the Crown Prince, Princess Xue Ke, Sect Master Ning, Senior Gu, and Rong Rong, what are you doing?"

Tang Yuehua returned the greetings one by one, and her elegant posture made it impossible for anyone to imagine her previous behavior like a nymphomaniac.

"Teacher Yuehua, that's too serious. I also studied under you in the past. Besides, Xue Ke will enter Yuexuan to study in a few years. Just call me Qinghe."

Xue Qinghe gave a bitter smile and turned his body to the side, not daring to accept Tang Yuehua's return gift.

"That's right, Teacher Yuehua, just call me Xue Ke."

Xue Ke, who was standing in front of Tang Yuehua, did the same. She nodded and said in a coquettish voice.

(End of this chapter)