Douluo: The Immortal Master Who Took Ning Rongrong as His Disciple Chapter 50: A Single Thought of Peach Blossoms Blooming, A S

"Rongrong, I'm fine."

"It's just a pity that this Peach Blossom Veined Dragon Mask, which has been with for several years, had its chain broken today."

"However, I must thank School Master Ning for his help. Otherwise, with my current cultivation, I would probably have been the one to lose."

Just as Tang Hao fled, Su Ran turned to thank Ning Fengzhi. As he turned, a corner of the mask on his right cheek was missing, and its chain was broken.

He gently took off the mask, and his perfect, immortal countenance was revealed to everyone present.

Su Ran's victory was actually very close. To land that sword strike, he put himself in danger, narrowly avoiding Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hamr. If the hamr's corner had been just a bit closer, his magnificent face would likely have been scarred.

However, though his sword strike was risky, the reward was high. After all, he was fighting twenty levels above himself, so he had to take the risk. It seed he not only pierced Tang Hao's right shoulder but also damaged the Spirit Bone in his right arm.

Su Ran reached out, and from the Peach Blossom Immortal Branch floating in the air, a piece of a fragnted Spirit Bone drifted down.

A shattered Spirit Bone suffers imnse damage to its quality.

Tang Hao's right arm bone was pierced by the Peach Blossom Sword. It would be a miracle if it could be preserved at all, and its quality would surely drop by at least ten thousand years.

Just as Su Ran retrieved the Peach Blossom Branch, and after a mont of contemplation, he ca back to his senses and realized that everyone present was staring at him, dumbfounded.

"Wh-what's wrong? Do I… look a bit disheveled right now?"

"N-no… Teacher…"

"You… you're really handso…"

ng Yiran and Zhu Zhuqing said blankly.

When Su Ran's face was no longer covered by the mask, he looked like a Peach Blossom Immortal who had stepped out of a painting.

Standing amidst the vibrant peach blossoms, his ink-black hair swayed gently in the wind, with a few stray strands falling across his forehead, gently entwined by pink and white petals.

His eyebrows and eyes were exquisitely handso, as agile as the starlight of the vast starry sky and bright moon. In their movent, they seed to hold the stars of a million years and the divine charm of peach blossoms. His nose bridge was high, and his thin lips were naturally crimson. When he smiled, it was like a spring breeze sweeping through a sea of flowers, causing the entire tree to bloom. When he was cold, he resembled a peach branch covered in light frost, clear and distant.

He wore a moon-white long robe embroidered with peach blossoms outlined in silver threads. His sleeves fluttered gently in the wind, and petals danced and fell onto his shoulders, complenting him perfectly, as if echoing him. He was truly stunningly handso, beyond compare, as if he were ford from the spiritual essence of heaven and earth, a Peach Blossom Immortal descending to the mortal realm. With just one glance, all things in the world seed to lose their color.

Only he stood alone in the world, peerless.

As the saying goes:

A dream shattered on the Jade Terrace, parting from the golden palace, scattering the shadow of a peach immortal in the clouds.

Pink petals fall into the mortal world, crimson clouds entwine, reflecting a clear countenance.

His eyes hold the vastness of the Milky Way, his body embodies boundless freedom.

It must be an immortal master visiting the human realm, teaching disciples and imparting skills for eternity.

"Teacher, you scared Rongrong to death! You're not allowed to put yourself in danger again. I'd rather Teacher protect himself and run away alone than see Teacher in danger, boohoo~"

It was Ning Rongrong, who had already seen Su Ran's face, who was the first to recover. She threw herself into Su Ran's arms, unexpectedly kissing him on the face, and cried out.

"Hey… Rongrong, don't… hey…"

"Alright, alright, don't be upset. If School Master Ning sees you, he'll think I've taught his daughter to be a crybaby student."

Su Ran touched his face. This girl Rongrong was genuinely worried about him, but there was probably also an elent of taking advantage.

"Ning Rongrong! Why are you kissing him randomly?!"

ng Yiran was stunned for a long while, her eyes filled with the peach blossom petals of her teacher. When she saw Ning Rongrong actually kiss the teacher, her heart instantly skipped a beat.

This feeling was like her favorite thing being eaten by soone else first, or like soone trying to snatch sothing she really liked.

The young girl couldn't react; perhaps this was selfish desire?

At this mont, she finally understood why Ning Rongrong, their senior disciple sister at Peach Garden Academy, always liked to cling to Teacher Su Ran.

Even though she was clearly quite proficient in so cultivation thods and unique skills, she still liked to pretend to be half-understanding to seek guidance from the teacher. They had thought she was striving for mastery and perfection.

Now it seed she truly wanted to be 'mastered'...

Teacher, he was simply too handso; it would be impossible to find a second person like him in the world.

This incomparably handso face of a Peach Blossom Immortal overlapped with the image of the teacher who had diligently taught them and supervised their training in the academy. In their eyes, their admiration for the teacher began to turn into deep affection.

How lucky were they to beco his students?

This figure, this Spirit, this strength, this foundation, this appearance—the destructive power on young girls was simply too great.

Which young girl doesn't have a spring in her step? Which young girl doesn't have a heart longing for a Prince Charming?

And Su Ran was that most ethereal and captivating figure, inspiring endless imagination.

However, it wasn't just Ning Rongrong; ng Yiran and Zhu Zhuqing were both equally affected at this mont!

Even the usually cool Zhu Zhuqing flushed, and her eyes rippled, filled with disbelief.

All this ti, the teacher who taught them was actually a banished immortal from the heavens, born so handso and ethereal!

The cat peed.

"Hehe, this is an agreent between Teacher and . Only I can kiss him; you're not allowed to kiss him, don't move!"

Ning Rongrong stuck out her tongue and hugged Su Ran's arm to her soft chest. She loved to monopolize her teacher.

"That was clearly an agreent you made yourself! Teacher never agreed to that!"

"Exactly, exactly."

Zhu Zhuqing glanced at Ning Rongrong and echoed faintly.

If she had known that Teacher was so young and so incomparably handso, she would never have agreed to let Ning Rongrong have him all to herself!

For the past few months, she had mostly focused on her own cultivation. Although she sotis marveled at Teacher's astonishing teaching thods and felt curiosity and affection for him, whenever Ning Rongrong asked, she would usually tactfully find another place to cultivate herself, giving Rongrong opportunities to be alone with Teacher.

But now…

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes changed; she had a rebellious streak.

"I don't care, I don't care," Ning Rongrong said shalessly.

"Hoo~"

"Old man, help check, is my hairstyle ssy? Do I still look dignified? Do I look good?"

Beside them, Snake Woman couldn't help but ask Dragon Duke.

"It's fine."

"Wait."

Dragon Duke's expression changed. He suddenly felt that Snake Woman was a bit off:

"You haven't cared about looking good for twenty or thirty years, what are you doing?"

"Old man, you don't understand. People say that spring in old age is the most precious," Snake Woman said, her face flushed.

"You wouldn't be interested in Teacher Su, would you—"

"Don't ss around, you're seventy or eighty years old."

"No, we have to leave Soto City today, we have to go today…"

Dragon Duke broke out in a cold sweat. He recalled how shy and deeply affectionate Sister Tianxiang was when they were dating back then.

...

"Teacher Su is still too humble. Your talent is rare in this world. Even Clear Sky Douluo is probably far inferior to you.

Without my amplification, but with Rongrong here, and with the help of the Peerless Dragon Snake, Tang Hao couldn't cause much trouble. This is my first ti seeing such a peerless person as Teacher Su; he is definitely not comparable to that thug."

"With Rongrong under your guidance, I am at ease."

Ning Fengzhi spoke at this mont, his eyes filled with appreciation for Su Ran.

However, Gu Rong next to him had a hint of confusion on his face:

Sect Master? You didn't say that when we were in the Sect, did you?

Back then, you said you wanted to see which beast had kidnapped the girl Rongrong, making her so infatuated, and even daring to write ho asking for opinions. You planned to teach that person a good lesson!