Early the next morning, Ning Rongrong also woke up groggily, feeling sore all over due to her body being ravaged by the violent medicinal power.
It felt as if a stone had been placed in her head, and she groggily made out her surroundings. She picked up a small mirror and saw her pale face.
Because her foundation was damaged, coupled with internal injuries, she looked much thinner, and her eyes were somewhat hollow, lacking the brightness a young girl should have, appearing lifeless instead.
The events of yesterday left Ning Rongrong unable to recover for a long time. She kept staring at her pale face in the mirror, and after a long while, she finally burst into tears.
"My Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda is shattered."
No one could accept going from a genius to a foundation-damaged cripple.
The emotionally fragile Ning Rongrong was no exception. Having just woken up, her body was already weak, and this excessive grief immediately made her cough.
The maid in the room, seeing Ning Rongrong awake, also rushed out in a hurry, leaving another maid to look after Ning Rongrong.
Without saying much, Ning Fengzhi, with a look of concern, quickly walked to Ning Rongrong's door, impatiently pushed it open, and went to Ning Rongrong's bedside.
He spoke to Ning Rongrong with deep emotion: "Rongrong, lie down quickly. Your injuries haven't healed; you mustn't move around carelessly."
At this time, Ning Fengzhi only knew that Ning Rongrong's foundation was damaged; he did not yet know that Ning Rongrong no longer had her Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.
Moreover, Ning Rongrong was too weak at the moment, and it was not appropriate to bring up the marriage alliance. If it stimulated her, her injuries might worsen, which would be more trouble than it was worth.
Heaven Dou had not yet discussed it, so there was no rush. It would not be too late to bring it up in a few months when Ning Rongrong's injuries were better.
"Father, my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda is shattered."
Ning Rongrong said with a crying voice, feeling wronged, her eyes sparkling with tears, seemingly wanting to express her grievances.
However, Ning Fengzhi did not notice the tears in Ning Rongrong's eyes. His first reaction was to look at Ning Rongrong in disbelief and question her: "Rongrong, what did you say? What happened to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda?"
In his opinion, since he had successfully evolved his Martial Soul, it meant that the Immortal Herb was fine. After all, why would Tang San harm their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?
Their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School would also become a great help for him to return to the Haotian Sect in the future. Tang San would not trick their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, as there was no conflict of interest.
Of course, no matter how much Ning Fengzhi racked his brain, he couldn't understand that he had been set on a path to death by Tang San because of a fake Xiao Fei's mother.
"Father, it's true, my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda is shattered."
Ning Rongrong was still crying uncontrollably, choking out a six-layered Six Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. The original seventh layer had disappeared, leaving only traces of cracks.
"Six… six layers."
Ning Fengzhi looked at the shattered Six Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, first stunned, then naturally dissatisfied, saying: "Rongrong, the medicinal power of that Immortal Herb was clearly much less than the one I absorbed. How could you fail and even have your Martial Soul shattered?"
"Did you eat any other herbs before taking the Immortal Herb?"
Ning Rongrong used to love causing trouble, so Ning Fengzhi immediately thought that the failure was due to Ning Rongrong's own reasons.
"No, Rongrong just returned to the School and immediately began absorbing the Immortal Herb. She didn't do anything else."
Seeing that Ning Fengzhi had no intention of comforting her and was instead questioning her with a stern expression, Ning Rongrong felt a chill in her heart.
She felt that the Ning Fengzhi in front of her was somewhat unfamiliar, different from the father who used to dote on her.
It was as if his past affection and indulgence towards her were all an act, and this was his true nature.
"Alas, since things have come to this, Rongrong, are you still not admitting it?"
Ning Fengzhi said with deep anguish, pointing a finger at Ning Rongrong.
"Father, I really didn't do anything!"
Ning Rongrong was truly on the verge of tears. Why wouldn't her father believe her? Thus, Ning Rongrong voiced her inner suspicion.
"Father, could it be that the Immortal Herb Tang San gave us had a problem? I think…"
She could clearly feel that Tang San had an inexplicable hostility towards her and was very targeting her, which made her quite displeased.
"Why would Tang San harm us for no reason?"
Ning Fengzhi interrupted Ning Rongrong, in his opinion, Ning Rongrong was just making excuses for her failure, and immediately said angrily: "Tang San still needs us to reclaim the Haotian Sect, is he stupid? To harm the only force that can help him return to Haotian."
"Moreover, why could Father succeed, but you couldn't? I know you have some conflict with Tang San, but this is not an excuse for your willfulness."
After speaking in one breath, Ning Fengzhi looked at Ning Rongrong, who had lowered her head, panting. He immediately became even more certain of his thoughts.
Ning Rongrong simply hated Tang San and deliberately pulled this trick, a self-inflicted injury, to make him hate Tang San. Unfortunately, it backfired, and her Martial Soul also regressed.
"Hmph, you should calm down properly."
With that, Ning Fengzhi left angrily, violently slamming the door shut.
Bang—
The door was violently slammed shut, making a loud noise that startled Ning Rongrong. Only then did she realize that Ning Fengzhi had left.
Seemingly heartbroken by Ning Fengzhi's words, Ning Rongrong buried her head in the covers.
Soon, Ning Rongrong's sobs could be heard.
She didn't understand why her father would trust that Tang San so much, not even believing her own words.
When had her past little tantrums ever flared up in important matters? Wasn't this just blaming everything on her?
She clearly wanted to contribute to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School too, so why would her father say such things to her?
Thinking this, the mental and physical exhaustion made Ning Rongrong's eyes glaze over. Tears gradually dripped onto her pillow, and she murmured incoherent words like "It's not my fault, it's not my fault" before falling into a deep sleep.
At this time, Bone Douluo was watching outside and naturally knew what Ning Fengzhi had just done. For a moment, he was extremely angry.
How could Ning Fengzhi accuse Rongrong of being at fault without clarifying anything? He was the one who brought Rongrong to absorb the Immortal Herb.
She didn't eat anything in between, and Rongrong started refining it as soon as she returned. I would know if I just asked about this matter.
"Alas, he's truly regressing."
Bone Douluo shook his head helplessly. Ning Fengzhi was now like when he first started out, when he first took over as School Master, shallow in his schemes.
He was inconsiderate and readily blamed others. He was truly getting worse year by year, regressing more and more.
"Is this really good?"
Gu Rong sat on the ground, feeling that Ning Fengzhi had changed, becoming more eager for quick success and disregarding others' feelings.
Previously, their relationship in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was so harmonious, like family. Ever since they allied with the two other Schools, he seemed like a different person.
He constantly sent money to the secluded Haotian Sect to maintain relations, allocated funds to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan to promote development, became Xue Qinghe's teacher, and established cooperation with the Heaven Dou imperial family.
But his relationship with him and Old Sword Man had become increasingly distant. Were they not important to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and did he have to curry favor with the other two Schools and two kingdoms?
There's still one more day, and then the abuse of Tang San will begin. To let the supportive readers see the abuse of Tang San and his humiliation faster, there will still be three updates tomorrow.