Chapter 20: Harmony
However, Ning Huan was happy to see it happen.
Ning Tian is, after all, the most talented disciple among all the disciples of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School in this generation.
Furthermore, he is also blessed with the status of the young sect leader.
There is no harm in befriending them, provided there is no conflict of interest.
"In that case, let's become friends."
Ning Huan, having figured out the key point, immediately nodded in agreement.
Her previously indifferent expression softened slightly without her noticing.
Whether the blonde girl misunderstood or did it intentionally, she blurted out a completely unexpected nickname.
"Yes! Brother Ning Huan!"
Wu Feng: "!"
Ning Huan: "..."
Noticing the fleeting sly smile on Ning Tian's lips, and glancing at Wu Feng's clenched teeth, Ning Huan felt helpless.
This is because the girl's methods of getting closer to people are exactly the same as her father's!
The wording remained unchanged; only the way they addressed each other was altered.
Also, at least take a moment to look at your girlfriends!
That look in his eyes was like he wanted to eat me alive!
Fortunately, I was strong enough, and she was no match for me.
Otherwise, no sooner had you finished speaking than this crazy girl would scald my face with [Dragon's Fire].
Every extra second I spend is a sign of insincerity in my feelings for you.
Undoubtedly, the unexpected development caught Ning Huan somewhat off guard.
I'd rather let it be, but I also hate all the trouble that's about to come.
Just like this little fire dragon with its eyes blazing.
However, refusing on the spot would not only make one appear arrogant.
It could also alienate Ning Hao's side, causing them to become disloyal and alienated.
In the end, you will be the one who is most affected.
Moreover, no matter how clever Ning Tian is, she is still just a nine-year-old girl who grew up in the back garden.
They are at an age where they come into contact with the world and imitate their parents' words and actions.
So those little schemes she has are probably something she learned from her father.
Unfortunately, merely imitating the form without understanding the meaning ultimately falls short.
It's not worth arguing with her.
So, having suffered a loss he couldn't speak of, Ning Huan had no choice but to turn his anger towards Ning Hao.
I'm thinking of finding an opportunity to offer some more suggestions and increase his workload.
It saves her from constantly teaching her daughter scheming and plotting, which would make her lose all the vitality of a young person.
Thinking of this, Ning Huan nodded almost imperceptibly.
She then looked at Ning Tian again, her tone unusually gentle.
"Getting back to the point, why aren't you two sleeping? What are you doing here so early in the morning?"
However, this time it wasn't Ning Tian who responded to him.
"Of course, it's because my young master is kind-hearted and beautiful!"
"Seeing that your martial soul ability is special, we are willing to teach you the sect's secret techniques ahead of schedule!"
Looking in the direction of the sound, he saw Wu Feng standing beside Ning Tian with her arms crossed, glaring angrily at him.
"Hmph! So what if she's a bit stronger and better looking? Why does she attract the young master's attention right away!"
"Feng Mei! What are you saying!"
Seeing the two sisters bickering, Ning Huan subconsciously raised his hand and scratched his cheek.
I acknowledge their strength.
But this one is good-looking...
Is it a word used to describe a man?
He is 1.8 meters tall and has a fairly handsome appearance.
And the tanned skin that comes from years of exercise without proper care.
To be honest, Ning Huan would gladly accept any praise he receives for being masculine or providing a sense of security.
But as for the adjective 'good-looking'...
Either this girl has something wrong with her eyes, or she has unusual tastes and a different aesthetic.
After suppressing his surprise, he recalled the sect's secret technique that Wu Feng had just mentioned.
'Distraction Control...'
'It will definitely work, but I don't know exactly to what extent.'
Over the past six years, Ning Huan had considered summoning multiple spirits simultaneously.
After all, if you can only summon one at a time, what's the difference between that and the turn-based battle spirit of a regular soul master?
Unfortunately, he was an unorthodox individual who had never received any formal training as a Soul Master.
Cultivation is achieved through spiritual absorption, while physical fitness is developed based on past life experiences.
As for combat skills, he was completely clueless, knowing nine out of ten.
The reason it has been able to thrive all this time is because there is no mechanism involved, it's all about numbers.
Under the suppression of soul power that is ten times greater than that of ordinary soul masters of the same level, even a spirit body that is randomly summoned cannot withstand it.
This resulted in him being completely unable to grasp the basics of multitasking.
He can now barely summon three spirits at the same time, still relying on the practice method he remembers from the original work: 'drawing a circle with the left hand and a square with the right hand'.
It was only through arduous practice that he barely managed to achieve it.
I still remember the experience of my head spinning and my hands and feet not obeying my commands.
Ning Huan shivered involuntarily, then said softly:
"I have also heard of the sect's method of [Distraction Control]."
The sudden sound finally reminded Ning Tian where she was.
Realizing her rudeness, she quickly pushed Wu Feng away and tidied her slightly messy short blonde hair.
She regained her former air of a wealthy young lady.
Then, after noticing that the person in front of her did not show any impatience, she glared fiercely at her own sister.
'I'll deal with you when we get back!'
Wu Feng: "..."
I should be under the bed, not here...
On the other side, seeing the two separated, Ning Huan stopped waiting and voiced his doubts.
"If I understand correctly, the essence of [Distraction Control] is to enhance a Soul Master's control over their mental and spiritual power."
"Then this will enhance the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's ability to amplify the power of multiple Soul Masters."
Ning Tian nodded gently upon hearing this and responded softly:
"That's right. If it weren't for [Distraction Control], the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda wouldn't be called the number one support martial soul."
That's true.
However, compared to those ordinary amplification soul skills, Ning Huan still preferred the eighth and ninth soul skills of the Nine-Story Pagoda.
A conceptual defensive soul skill.
A soul skill that grants one second of invincibility ten times a day.
If one could form a contract with a Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Soul Master, and then combine that with the awakening of the Xuanwu bloodline...
I feel incredibly safe!
A series of thoughts flashed through his mind, and a not-yet-mature plan gradually took shape.
Since I can't trust outsiders, I can at least train a team that I can summon myself.
Use sect resources to cultivate my own people.
Very reasonable!
These two are perfect!
"Brother Ning Huan? Are you alright?"
"Ah, it's nothing."
Seeing the genuine worry in Ning Tian's eyes, Ning Huan felt a sense of relief.
For the time being, he gave up his idea of going on an adventure to the far north and the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire.
Ultimately, they lacked confidence; they knew of a treasure trove but dared not enter...
"Let's go to the training ground. After we learn [Distraction Control], we can get a feel for your abilities."
"Good!"
"Hmph! Mind your own business!"
Unlike Ning Tian, who is well-behaved and sensible, Wu Feng is a rebellious child.
Although her tone was harsh and her face was filled with resentment, her actions were without the slightest hesitation.
They followed closely behind Ning Tian, not missing a single step, which made Ning Huan and the other man unable to contain their laughter.
"What are you laughing at! I'm just afraid you'll bully the young master!"
"Yes, yes, you're the best!"
"Ah! Young Master, he's bullying the weak!"
Ning Tian smiled without saying a word.
[end of the chapter]