The main villain in the Douluo world

Chapter 204 Ning Rongrong's Dark Side

As soon as they entered the special passage, through the dim light, they saw a familiar green figure – it was Ning Rongrong.

"It's you? What's wrong, Miss Ning? Aren't you with your incompetent husband? Do you need something from us?" Ye Qinghe, as always, was trying to provoke us.

However, Ning Rongrong showed no emotion whatsoever, nor did she provide him with any emotional points. She simply said indifferently, "No need for any more nonsense. Ye Qinghe, I've been waiting for you here specifically to make a deal with you."

Ye Qinghe glanced at Ning Rongrong with slight surprise. "What do you mean by 'transaction'?"

"A deal that you'll definitely be very interested in," Ning Rongrong said, glancing at the people around Ye Qinghe before stopping.

"Fine, let's talk somewhere else." With Bibi Dong by his side, Ye Qinghe wasn't worried about her having any ulterior motives.

Soon Ye Qinghe, along with Bibi Dong, Zhu Zhuqing, and Dugu Yan, followed Ning Rongrong to a teahouse near the Great Soul Arena.

Ye Qinghe told Yu Feng, Oslo, and the Shi brothers to go back first. As for Ye Lingling, she stayed at the hotel where she was staying, trying to break through the bottleneck of level 50 soul power.

Because the Soul Master Competition was in progress, the teahouse was deserted; there was no one else there.

Ning Rongrong led them to a private room. After the servant prepared tea, she changed her usual arrogant and domineering ways. After pouring a cup of tea for Ye Qinghe, she did not rush to speak, but instead looked at Zhu Zhuqing and Dugu Yan beside Ye Qinghe, as well as the unusually mysterious Bibi Dong.

Whether it was Ye Qinghe's imagination or not, he actually saw a hint of envy in Ning Rongrong's eyes.

Ye Qinghe cut to the chase, saying, "Dong'er, Yanzi, and Zhuqing are all my wives. There's no need to be coy. Just say what you have to say."

"Alright. Since that's the case, I won't waste any more words. My father and Tang Hao have already made a marriage agreement, and they plan to let me hold a ceremony for them after Tang San breaks through to level 60. I don't want to marry that disgusting dwarf cannonball."

Mentioning Tang San, Ning Rongrong's originally beautiful face began to contort into a ferocious expression, and she gritted her teeth.

"And then?" Ye Qinghe didn't rush to give his opinion.

Ning Rongrong said with a gloomy expression, "Although I am very reluctant to admit it, that dwarf cannon has absorbed three soul bones. At most, it will be able to cultivate to the Soul Emperor level in five years, or even less. At that time, whether I like it or not, Ning Fengzhi will marry me off to Tang San."

At this point, Ning Rongrong's father stopped calling out and looked intently at Ye Qinghe, saying, "I hope you can step in to snatch the bride. Only you can do it. With Poison Douluo as your backer, and Dean Liu of Blue Tyrant Academy also thinking highly of you, as a reward, I can teach you the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's Distraction Control Technique."

"Having cultivated to your level, besides increasing your soul power, you absolutely need the help of the Distraction Control Technique to improve your strength. It allows you to multitask and deal with a variety of powerful enemies at the same time."

"Ning Fengzhi is still my father, is it really appropriate to call him by his first name?"

Ye Qinghe looked at Ning Rongrong with some surprise, but quickly understood. After thinking about it carefully, Ning Rongrong seemed to be a born ingrate. When Sword Bone Douluo broke his bones to save Tang San, only Ning Fengzhi went to collect Sword Bone Douluo's remains.

In contrast, Ning Rongrong acted as if two strangers had died, focusing all her attention on caring for Tang San.

Now that Ning Fengzhi is forcing Ning Rongrong to marry Tang San, who has become a dwarf and is impotent, it's as if his ingrate potential has been prematurely unleashed.

Ning Rongrong's next words confirmed Ye Qinghe's guess.

"Father? Haha..." She threw her head back and laughed wildly, like a madwoman.

Fortunately, the soundproofing in Yaya is quite good, otherwise it would have definitely attracted the attention of the shop owners.

After a long while, Ning Rongrong's laughter finally subsided, and she said with an unprecedentedly cold expression, "Is he still my father? Does he treat me like a daughter? In his eyes, I am nothing more than a tool for a political marriage, a pathetic wretch. Ye Qinghe, I know you look down on me. Whether it's talent, hard work, or personality, I am not as good as any of the women beside you."

"But do you know what? Before Tang San, Ning Fengzhi originally intended to arrange a marriage between me and you, but after seeing Tang San's twin martial souls, he changed his mind and betrothed me to Tang San, making me marry that dwarf I didn't love at all, had no feelings for, had used as a sex toy, and was impotent."

"No matter how unwilling I was, no matter how much I begged, Ning Fengzhi had no intention of asking for my opinion at all. He didn't care about my feelings either."

"Even Sword Douluo, whom I thought loved me dearly, wouldn't help me, and Bone Douluo is even less so. In their eyes, what they value most is always the interests of their sect."

"I hate Ning Fengzhi. He doesn't deserve to be my father. I hate myself even more for not being a Battle Soul Master? Why am I a support-type? Why am I so weak? So weak that I can't even control my own destiny. Why?"

Ning Rongrong shouted the last sentence almost hoarsely.

Zhu Zhuqing was stunned, and so was Dugu Yan.

They never expected that this seemingly glamorous young lady would have such an unknown side.

At this moment, Bibi Dong seemed to see her past self when she turned to the dark side.

She was simply luckier than Ye Qinghe, because Ye Qinghe met her when she was at her most vulnerable. And Ye Qinghe also possessed the talent to change her destiny.

In contrast, Ning Rongrong was nothing more than a pitiful creature powerless to resist fate, trying to grasp at the last straw after falling into the water.

Ye Qinghe ignored Ning Rongrong's desperate cries. In his view, whether it was Ning Fengzhi or Ning Rongrong, they were essentially the same kind of people.

Both of them are driven by self-interest.

One pursues the interests of the sect and possesses ambitions that are disproportionate to his strength, unwilling to be subordinate to others.

Another type of person pursues their own interests, purely out of selfishness.

His expression remained indifferent: "As for the Distraction Control Technique, your father already gave it to me; it no longer holds any appeal for me..."

Ning Rongrong asked, "What if we add the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School to that?"

A flicker of emotion finally appeared on Ye Qinghe's face. "Are you serious?"

Although he didn't think much of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, if he could steal it from Ning Fengzhi, he would probably gain a lot of emotional points.

Ning Rongrong said excitedly, "Ning Fengzhi has many sons, but I am the only one whose innate soul power has reached level nine. No one is more suitable than me to succeed as sect leader. As long as you help me dissolve this engagement, I am willing to acknowledge you as my master, just like the heir of the Nine Heart Begonia family. Since Ning Fengzhi is willing to sacrifice me for the benefit of the sect, then I will make him lose the most important thing."