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After Tai Nuo's two arm joints were dislocated, his body lost its balance and fell to the ground with a plop.

"You created this pit; you can go and repair it after talking with the Academy."

Chen Feng said lightly, inadvertently blending the attribute spheres on the ground, he then looked at Tang San, Zhu Zhuqing and others: "Let's go in."

Tai Long came over and helped Tai Nuo up, Tai Nuo's injury was not a major problem. As long as the joint was reset, he would be fine after resting for a few days.

Xiao Wu smiled triumphantly: "Tai Long, now you know we are great, even if you call your grandfather over, he will not be Brother Feng's opponent."

Chen Feng, Tang San and the others walked into the Academy, and Chen Feng suddenly asked: "Huo Miao, is your Martial Spirit a Cat?"

Huo Miao was still a little scared and did not dare to speak. Xiao Wu walked over and held her hand and smiled: "Don't be afraid, we won't treat you bad."

Huo Miao spoke in a low voice: "My Martial Spirit is a mutated cat."

Chen Feng said: "Can you show us? "

Huo Miao nodded slightly, she then released a black light, then a 'Black Kitten' appeared behind her.

"Is this a cat?" Xiao Wu was taken aback for a moment.

The 'Black Kitten' was too small, it was not as big as an adult's palm, it did not look like a cat, its skinny appearance made it look more like a mouse.

"Meow--"

The 'Black Kitten's meow confirmed it was indeed a cat.

"It should be a bad mutation," Tang San said.

"It's not necessarily a bad mutation. Sometimes Martial Spirits mutate in a good direction, but it does not have enough energy. This will happen." Chen Feng said. According to his judgment, Huo Miao's situation tends to be the latter.

"Brother Feng, is there any way we can help her?" Zhu Zhuqing asked, perhaps because her Martial Spirit is a Civet, she has a natural affection for Huo Miao.

"What is your innate Spirit Power Rank?" Chen Feng asked.

"Half Rank." Huo Miao said embarrassedly.

"What is your current Spirit Power Rank?" Chen Feng continued to ask.

"Rank 9, when I was nine years old, my Spirit Power was already Rank 9, and now it's been almost ten years since I still haven't broken through Rank 10." Huo Miao said sadly. If she could become a Spirit master, her destiny might not be so tragic.

"If your Martial Spirit mutates in a good direction, as long as you break through the Rank 10 bottleneck, your future cultivation will advance by leaps and bounds." Chen Feng said.

Just like Grandmaster, after breaking through the Rank 30 bottleneck, his cultivation speed in the future will be much faster.

Compared with the Grandmaster, Huo Miao has another advantage, that is, she is still young.

Hearing Chen Feng's words, Huo Miao's mood did not improve. If there was a way to break through Rank 10, she would not be trapped in this realm for ten years.

"Little San, do you have a way to help her breakthrough the Rank 10 bottleneck?" Chen Feng asked.

Tang San thought about it seriously, and finally took out a black herb from his Wishful Hundred Treasure Purse, and said, "This herb is named Moon Demon Spirit Grass. Although it is not an Immortal Herb, it is extremely consistent with her attributes. It should be able to help her breakthrough the bottleneck."

"Good." Chen Feng nodded and took the Moon Demon Spirit Grass.

"Can it help me breakthrough Rank 10?" Huo Miao said with some excitement.

"We can only know if we try." Chen Feng smiled, and then handed the Moon Demon Spirit Grass to Zhu Zhuqing: "First take her to your dormitory to wash her, change her clothes, and then consume the grass."

"Yeah." Zhu Zhuqing nodded slightly.

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Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan.

Sitting on the sofa, Ning Rongrong kept swinging her slender calf, her small mouth was pouting so hard you could hang a soy sauce bottle off it, she looked visibly upset.

She has been back for a long time, but her father Ning Fengzhi is still not here.

Opposite Ning Rongrong, an old man with a haggard face was slowly sipping tea. The old man had a very strange figure with an amazingly large body, but there was very little flesh on his body.

This withered old man is the other Titled Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tiled Clan, Gu Rong, the Bone Douluo.

"My little princess don't be angry. Your dad will probably be back soon." Gu Rong put down his teacup and said to Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong jumped off the sofa, ran to Gu Rong's lap and sat down, raised her hand to grab the white hair on Gu Rong's head, and said coquettishly: "I don't care. I have been out for so long and finally came back, but Dad is not here. Is he avoiding me deliberately? Grandpa Bone, you have to avenge this wrong!"

Gu Rong cried and laughed, "My little princess, do not play with the dead grass on your Grandpa Bones' head anymore. Otherwise, I will become a baldy, and I will be teased by your Grandfather Sword that bitch. Besides, who in the Clan dares to offend you?"

Ning Rongrong said, "I don't care, anyway, when my dad comes back, he must give me some good things, Grandpa Bone, you have to help me when the time comes."

Gu Rong nodded helplessly because of the stubborn hair on his head.

Ning Rongrong happily said, "I knew that Grandpa Bone is the best."

At this moment, an elegant voice came in from outside: "I heard that our little witch is back. Where is she, come out and let Dad see her."

When Ning Rongrong heard this voice, she became excited, but immediately realised that she was still angry, so she hurriedly turned around with a straight face.

Ning Fengzhi strode into the hall and said, "Girl, why have you turned your back to Dad, you have been out for almost a year now, let Dad take a look at you and see if you're okay, after all, I missed you."

Ning Rongrong turned around and said angrily. "Missed me? You probably wish I was not at home."

Ning Fengzhi reached out to hug his daughter. Who knew that Ning Rongrong turned around, avoided him, and threw herself into Chen Xin's arms: "Grandpa Sword, I missed you!"

Chen Xin said spoiling: "My little princess, grandpa misses you too."

Ning Rongrong raised her head: "Really?"

Chen Xin said with a serious face: "Of course, if you don't believe me, ask your Grandpa Bone."

Ning Rongrong's eyes rolled, with a sly smile she said: "But just now, Grandpa Bone told me that he missed me more than you."

"Bullshit! I missed you more!" Chen Xin said angrily.

"You're the one bullshitting!" Gu Rong stood up fiercely and stared at him without fear.

"Not convinced? Let's go and find out clearly who missed her more." Chen Xin puffed up his chest.

"Let's go, go, I'm afraid you will regret it later." Gu Rong said.

"Uncle Sword, Uncle Bone, you've been fighting for a lifetime. Rongrong just came back today, so forget it." Ning Fengzhi shook his head helplessly.

"Humph!" Chen Xin and Gu Rong snorted coldly at the same time.

Ning Rongrong smiled and said: "Grandpas, I have a way to prove that which of you misses me more, you all give me a gift, and whoever gives me a gift I like more, is whoever misses me more."

"Uh-" Chen Xin and Gu Rong looked at each other and thought at the same time, "not this trick again".

Ning Feng chuckled: "Well, Rongrong, stop causing trouble. Who said that Dad didn't miss you, after all, Dad prepared a gift for you to show how much he misses you."

"What gift?" Ning Rongrong's eyes suddenly lit up.