Chapter 14
The Elder of the Sea God Pavilion! But Xuanzi…
"Elder Xuan? Has the observation concluded?"
Outside, a voice that sounded like Wang Yan could be heard.
"Hehe, Xiao Wang, I know you've been researching your own martial soul. I didn't expect you to actually find a genius, a twin martial soul with ultimate support abilities."
Old Master Xuan took a sip of wine, and his face became even rosier.
At this moment, Ning Fan had already tidied his clothes. After hiding the remaining medicinal liquid, he bowed to Xuanzi and tactfully offered him an ice crystal fruit.
"Junior Ning Fan, I have never met you before, senior. I was rude just now."
"Sigh, why are all the people from the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School so formal? Ning Fan, right? From now on, you can call me Elder Xuan, and I'll call you Little Fan."
Xuanzi smiled happily at the sight of the boy's ice crystal fruit.
He rarely eats fruit, but because he was rushing, he had already finished all the roast chicken he had stored, so he could only swallow the fist-sized ice crystal fruit in one bite, and then gently patted Ning Fan's shoulder with his greasy hand.
Large oil stains suddenly appeared on the boy's clean robe. Xuan Lao glanced at the medicinal liquid that Ning Fan had kicked aside, which was emitting a strong ice attribute, and suddenly remembered something. He couldn't help but ask suspiciously.
"Little guy, did you make that thing yourself? I don't remember your Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School having anything like this to assist ice-attribute soul masters in their cultivation?"
"Hehe, I am grateful for Elder Xuan's concern. This item was prepared by my uncle in his spare time. As for whether it can assist ice-attribute soul masters, I really don't know."
Ning Fan spoke flawlessly, but he didn't expect that he would be exposed on his very first attempt at preparing the medicine, leaving him with no choice but to lie.
"Ning Yunqing prepared it himself? Hmm... that makes sense. He was already a support-type Soul Saint when he was under my tutelage. I'll see if I can get it back to that little girl in the academy to try when I have the chance. I remember that old bastard Yan Shaozhe is looking everywhere for good ice-attribute medicine formulas."
Xuanzi casually placed his hand on Ning Fan's shoulder as the two went outside, where Wang Yan had been waiting for a long time.
"Never mind... we'll talk about that later. Xiao Wang, I sensed a strange energy from this child. You're probably right, this child has not only awakened his original martial soul, but his original Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda has also undergone some mutation."
"Elder Xuan, is this truly the case?!"
Wang Yan's eyes lit up. He had dedicated his life to the study of martial spirits. If Ning Fan was really as he had guessed, then they could directly bring this child into the inner academy to better explore the mysteries of the original martial spirit!
"Well, let's talk about that after we meet Ning Yunqing. Little Fan, are you interested in joining Shrek Academy?"
Xuanzi waved his hand impatiently. After learning about what happened at the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, the current head of the Sea God Pavilion specifically asked him, the person who was nominally in charge of Shrek Academy, to personally visit the school to show his sincerity.
Given the opportunity, all the elders would have instructed to take this child as their disciple, so that he could inherit the name of Shrek Academy and create even greater glory in the future.
"I'm sorry, Elder Xuan, let me think about this question before I answer it."
Ning Fan was still very cautious in his speech.
He knew that they were trying to tie themselves to Shrek Academy, just like Huo Gua in the original story.
Unlike Huo Gua, who had no shortage of cultivation resources in the early stages, he couldn't possibly risk his life for someone else's power given the current situation of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School.
While the group was talking, they had already left the residential area of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School and headed straight for the main hall.
Xuanzi and Wang Yan were somewhat surprised by this little guy who was so meticulous in his speech and actions.
They had already arrived, but instead of going to find Ning Yunqing first, they wanted to discuss bringing Ning Fan to their Shrek Academy in advance.
Unexpectedly, the kid's answer was so ambiguous, showing no sign of being interested at all.
In the main hall of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Yunqing had just seen off several forces that wanted to propose marriage when the disheveled Elder Xuan arrived.
At first, the guards at the door tried to stop the old drunkard who looked like a beggar, but to everyone's surprise, Ning Yunqing was very enthusiastic.
"Hehe, Elder Xuan, it's been a long time. It's you who graces us with your presence. I'm so sorry for not greeting you sooner."
"Sigh, Ning Yunqing, stop with the nonsense. So many years have passed, how did you become the sect leader of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School? If you were here back then..."
Faced with the enthusiastic Ning Yunqing, Elder Xuan didn't bother with pleasantries. He gestured for everyone to sit down, then casually pulled the main hall door shut.
"Does Uncle know Elder Xuan?"
Ning Fan was somewhat surprised by how quickly the two hit it off.
He couldn't recall any connection between his family and Shrek Academy, so he quietly asked Wang Yan, who was standing to the side.
"Sect Leader Ning was once a member of Shrek Academy, served under Elder Xuan for a period, achieved excellent results, and then..."
At this point, Wang Yan paused, and said something equally ambiguous: "And then it's now."
Wang Yan did not want to tell a child that about twenty years ago, an extremely tragic battle took place in the history of Shrek Academy.
That was when the current Sect Master Ning was still studying in the inner courtyard of Shrek Academy.
At that time, Ning Yunqing was already a seven-ring Soul Saint, an outstanding member of the Inner Academy, and also had a group of reliable partners. He was even about to be included in the Shrek Seven Devils.
The unexpected turn of events occurred during what seemed like an ordinary spirit ring hunt.
Because Ning Yunqing had already reached the seventh ring limit at that time, and due to some sect matters, he coincidentally did not participate in that Soul Hunting Operation.
However, during this Soul Ring Hunt, Ning Yunqing's twelve close friends got separated from their accompanying master due to the weather.
But just then, they encountered a 100,000-year-old soul beast!
By the time Ning Yunqing arrived at the Star Dou Great Forest after hearing the news, he was almost the only one left among that generation of inner court disciples…
Not long after, Ning Yunqing dropped out of school and became a lonely support character.
If Ning Yunqing, a top-tier support character, hadn't been urgently recalled by the sect, perhaps the group would have had a fighting chance against that 100,000-year-old soul beast, and it wouldn't have become the worst incident in Shrek Academy's history.
"Alright, enough with the formalities. I'm here today only for this child."
"Ning Yunqing, how did you give birth to such a little monster? If those people in the underworld knew, your ancestral graves would probably explode on the spot, and a bunch of bones would dance happily!"
Xuanzi sat down in the head seat quite naturally, his tone neither praising nor scolding.
"Elder Xuan, do you acknowledge Fan'er's talent?"
Ning Yunqing spoke gently, but as soon as she finished speaking, she was scolded by Elder Xuan.
"Nonsense! Innate full soul power, twin martial souls, and a true original martial soul! It's like gold emerging from dung; how could Shrek Academy not be picky?"
Ning Yunqing smiled awkwardly. It seemed that Elder Xuan still harbored resentment about her unexpected departure back then.
But Xuanzi wasn't the only one who harbored resentment over that tragedy.
Even if only one of his close friends who once fought alongside him survives, Ning Yunqing's position in the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School would likely never be challenged.
But history doesn't allow for "what ifs".