Chapter 213: Soul Sect Ning Tian, Battle in the Wild... Camping
"Don't make a sound…"
Ye Chen gave Ning Tian a light tap, sighing inwardly.
If she kept moving like that, how was he supposed to keep control?
"Hmph, you—"
Ning Tian's petite body trembled, but she obediently fell quiet.
Given their limited time, Ye Chen didn't push things further.
Just as he expected, in less than five minutes, Ning Tian's eyes snapped open. Radiant light gleamed within her gaze—her energy restored, her spirit glowing with vitality.
Inside her body, her soul power surged like a rising tide. Not only had it fully recovered, but it even felt stronger and more refined than before.
"My soul power's full again? That was so fast!"
Her voice trembled between delight and disbelief. She never imagined Ye Chen's secret technique could restore energy so efficiently.
"Good. Start absorbing the ring," Ye Chen said with a soft smile, releasing her gently.
"Humph, I hope you're happy now."
Ning Tian gave him a faint glare—one filled with flustered affection. Her watery eyes rippled with light, making Ye Chen's chest tighten again.
But he restrained himself. Serious business came first.
Taking a deep breath, Ning Tian composed herself and approached the deep violet soul ring hovering above the fallen Vajra Fire Ant. She sat down cross-legged and closed her eyes.
Her energy circulated steadily. The ring began to drift, drawn by her spiritual connection, and slowly merged into her body.
Instantly, power exploded inside her.
The impact was fierce—far stronger than anything she had felt from her previous rings.
"Mm…" She exhaled sharply, her brow furrowing as sweat beaded at her forehead.
Inside her, her strengthened meridians—with resilience granted by the immortal herb—channeled her soul power like floodgates fighting against a raging current.
Though she was a support-type soul master, her willpower was exceptional. She hadn't reached this point through luck or wealth alone.
Ye Chen watched calmly from a few meters away, his expression focused and steady.
His psychic sense enveloped her like a fine web, monitoring every fluctuation within her body.
Finding no signs of damage or dangerous instability, he relaxed slightly.
"As I thought, my judgment was right."
He smiled faintly to himself.
His earlier… "close evaluations" weren't just indulgence—they had practical merit in ensuring he understood her physical limits better than anyone else.
Time passed slowly.
Ning Tian's body trembled occasionally, each twitch marking the surge of wild energy crashing through her meridians. Sweat trickled down her neck and soaked the ends of her hair, but she persevered, biting her lip and holding firm.
Two hours passed.
At last, the violet ring dimmed and slowly faded into her skin.
The tension in her face eased, replaced by serenity. She entered the refining stage—transforming the chaotic energy into her own.
The danger was over.
For a soul ring below ten thousand years, no mental backlash would occur, only gradual integration.
Minutes later, Ning Tian finally opened her eyes, her face glowing with soft relief.
A rush of soul energy rippled outward from her body, her aura climbing sharply to level forty-one.
Had her ring been the typical five-thousand-year kind, she would have barely reached this point.
But with the eight-thousand-five-hundred-year ring, she was nearly level forty-two—the gain was tremendous.
Looking down at her hands, she summoned her martial soul.
The Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda appeared once more, its crystalline form brighter than ever. The fourth tier shimmered softly, while behind her, a new deep-purple ring floated into view.
She had officially stepped into the Soul Sect realm.
At this time, the strongest outer-court prodigies—Xu Sanshi, Beibei, and Jiang Nannan—were still Soul Elders.
But Ning Tian, a support-type cultivator, had become a Soul Sect within a year of enrollment—an unprecedented achievement.
Her talent ranked just beneath Ye Chen's, second to none.
If news spread, it would shake the entire academy.
"Congratulations."
Ye Chen walked forward, a warm smile on his lips, reaching out to help her stand.
Ning Tian looked up, joy lighting her features as she leapt into his arms.
"Ye Chen! I did it!"
Her arms wrapped tightly around his waist, face buried in his chest as her voice trembled with emotion.
"I'm finally a Soul Sect! My father will be so proud!"
Feeling the incredible strength flowing inside, Ning Tian was nearly giddy.
Her martial soul had evolved to match her ancestor Ning Rongrong's Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda—and now, her cultivation had reached new heights at a record speed.
Even the first-generation Shrek students hadn't achieved this at her age. She had already surpassed them all.
"Mm. You did great," Ye Chen said softly, ruffling her hair.
"Ye Chen, when will you come with me to visit my family? They'll definitely want to meet you," Ning Tian asked eagerly, her sparkling eyes full of anticipation.
She was already imagining the astonished expressions of her father and the elders when she introduced Ye Chen—the man who had guided her to such strength.
Surely no one could object to their relationship now.
Maybe she could even persuade him to make things official... perhaps an engagement...
"Don't rush. This place is nice. How about we camp here for a bit?" Ye Chen suggested, wrapping an arm around her waist and murmuring softly by her ear.
"Wha—this is the forest, you rogue…"
Ning Tian flushed scarlet and gave his chest a little punch.
Ye Chen really was incorrigible—why did he always prefer wide open places?
"What? It's just camping. Don't let your imagination run wild," Ye Chen replied innocently.
Ning Tian: …
In the end, she gave in.
Together, they found a scenic spot and settled down to rest.
The Star Dou Forest, without the threat of spirit beasts, was breathtaking—an untouched paradise wrapped in mist and light.
(END CHAPTER)
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