Chapter 113: Jerry Always Has a Home, No Matter Where

Ning Rongrong's body shimmered with eight colors, and Ning Fengzhi, who had just regained his composure, held his breath, not daring to make a sound. Chen Xin and Gu Rong were equally tense, their eyes fixed unblinkingly on her.

All three of them were silently praying: Nine colors, can it reach nine colors?

Shen An, seeing the three powerhouses so focused, realized that the effects of this immortal herb on Ning Rongrong were far greater than he had imagined.

The sun had just risen, slowly moving from the east to the south. By the time it reached its zenith, Ning Rongrong finally awoke.

Shen An had long since grown impatient and was sitting on the ground, while Tom and Jerry had resorted to playing tic-tac-toe out of boredom.

Ning Fengzhi and the others, however, remained in their original positions, motionless as they watched Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong had awakened, the golden light around her body receding. In her right hand, she held her Seven Treasures—no, it should now be called the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda. At its base, there was a faint imprint of tulip petals.

Ning Fengzhi let out a long breath. The man who remained unshaken even when Mount Tai crumbled before him now had tears streaming down his face. Chen Xin and Gu Rong also looked at Shen An with complex expressions.

This is a debt too great to repay. Marrying Rongrong to Shen An wouldn't even be enough, both Title Douluos thought simultaneously.

"It's done, it's finally done. I never thought I would live to witness the birth of the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda," Ning Fengzhi said, tears and snot mingling on his face.

It wasn't that Ning Fengzhi lacked composure, but the significance of the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda was too immense for him.

The Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda was hailed as the strongest support-type martial soul, but it had a fatal flaw: it could not progress beyond the Soul Saint level, as it could only accommodate seven soul rings.

Ning Fengzhi's lifelong wish had been to lead the Seven Treasures Glazed Clan to greatness and to evolve the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda. Yet, he had never found a way—until today, when he witnessed a miracle.

Ning Rongrong covered her mouth in disbelief as she stared at the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda in her hand. The Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda was the ultimate dream of every wielder of this martial soul, and now it had been realized in her hands.

"Shen An!" Ning Rongrong suddenly pounced on him, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck like a water snake.

Shen An felt the pressure of Ning Rongrong's chest against him—it was a bit bony, not as comfortable as Tom's.

Then, she planted a loud kiss on his cheek.

Far away in Heaven Dou, Zhu Zhuqing was meditating in her luxurious single dormitory—more like a three-bedroom apartment for one.

Just as she was deep in her cultivation, she suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of unease. When she opened her eyes, everything seemed tinged with green, no matter where she looked.

"It can't be, right?" Zhu Zhuqing murmured to herself, her mind racing with suspicions she didn't dare dwell on. She tried to return to her cultivation but found herself too agitated.

Frustrated, she opened the window and looked out at the lush greenery of the campus. But the once-refreshing green now made her feel nauseous and dizzy.

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Back in the quiet hall, Gu Rong's fists were clenched so tightly they creaked, and Chen Xin's sword intent was practically radiating from his body.

Ning Rongrong finally let go, her eyes filled with shyness.

Shen An was also stunned by the kiss, his heart racing. He glanced subtly at the three powerhouses beside him. Thankfully, there was no killing intent—his life was safe.

Tom and Jerry, of course, didn't miss this scene. The two little rascals grinned mischievously and immediately started acting it out.

Tom affectionately hugged Jerry, who shyly closed his eyes. Tom made exaggerated kissing sounds, while Jerry pretended to be coy.

Shen An couldn't help but laugh at their antics. These two troublemakers were truly shameless.

Without hesitation, Shen An walked over and gave each of them a flick on the head. They yelped in pain and finally settled down.

"Shen An, the Seven Treasures Glazed Clan owes you an immense debt. From now on, whatever you need, we will not refuse. You are a lifelong friend of the Seven Treasures Glazed Clan," Ning Fengzhi said solemnly, having regained his composure.

"Clan Leader Ning, you flatter me. Rongrong is my friend, and I'm happy to help her in her cultivation."

"However, I do have a small request. I have a great love for fame. If Clan Leader Ning could spread the word about me, that would be wonderful."

Shen An seized the opportunity to climb the social ladder. Ever since he had learned about the Seven Treasures Glazed Clan, he realized how influential they were in Heaven Dou. If Ning Fengzhi were to publicly praise him, Shen An could only imagine how radiant and cheerful his future would be.

Ning Fengzhi's expression stiffened slightly. It wasn't that the request was difficult, but he had never expected Shen An to so openly express his desire for fame.

Most people who sought fame or wealth would hide their intentions, pretending to be indifferent. Shen An, however, was an exception.

"This is a small matter. But since you're Rongrong's friend, why not call me Uncle Ning instead of Clan Leader Ning?" Ning Fengzhi said, pretending to be displeased.

Shen An quickly corrected himself, and Ning Fengzhi finally smiled.

"Shen An, since you're here, why not stay for a while? I'll have Rongrong show you around."

"Ah, but Dad, after consuming the immortal herb, my soul power has already reached level 30. Why don't you have Grandpa Bone take us to hunt soul beasts?" Ning Rongrong said proudly.

The feeling of gaining soul power without effort was simply intoxicating.

Ning Fengzhi was at a loss for words. The effects of the immortal herb were far too potent.

His eyes gleamed as he stared at the glass cup Ning Rongrong had used. There were still traces of golden pollen on it. The usually dignified clan leader was considering whether he should lick the cup clean, chew it, and swallow it.

What if—just what if—he could also glimpse the threshold of the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda? Even if it wasn't nine, eight would be enough.

In the end, Shen An stayed at Ning Fengzhi's invitation. At Ning Rongrong's request, he would accompany Gu Rong the next day to help her obtain her soul ring.

Before settling in, Shen An specifically warned Tom and Jerry to behave. He didn't want the two of them to dismantle the entire Seven Treasures Glazed Clan.

Only after seeing Tom and Jerry's solemn expressions—swearing they wouldn't cause any trouble—did Shen An feel slightly reassured.

Ning Fengzhi arranged three large rooms for Shen An and his companions. However, Tom and Jerry sneaked into Shen An's room.

Unfamiliar places always made them uneasy.

Shen An's presence was comforting.

So, in Shen An's room, a small bed and a tiny bed were set up.

Tom slept on the small bed, but Jerry didn't even glance at it. Instead, he walked straight into a mouse hole.

Of course, a little mouse should sleep in a mouse hole.

Shen An was dumbfounded. Was this the power of Jerry the Emperor? No matter where he went, there would always be a mouse hole waiting for him.

Jerry walked to the corner of the wall, drew a door, opened it, and calmly walked inside.

Although Shen An had seen this countless times, he still couldn't help feeling a sense of disbelief.

Was this reasonable? No, it wasn't! Even Tom wasn't this outrageous!

Out of curiosity, Shen An even peeked into the hole. To his amazement, it was fully equipped with electricity, water, a fridge, a TV, and even a shower.

As for how these modern amenities existed in the Douluo Continent, that was something Shen An couldn't comprehend.

Compared to Jerry, Shen An felt like the country bumpkin.