Chapter 76 The Nine-Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, Tang Hao Forces His Way into the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?
Ning Rongrong stood beside Sword Douluo, her eyes fixed on the closed study door.
She prayed silently in her heart.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was shrouded in silence under the sword intent of Sword Douluo.
As the sun gradually set in the west, it bathed the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's main building in a warm golden light.
The door, which had been closed for a whole day, finally opened slowly.
Ning Fengzhi walked out of the study with a smile he had never shown before.
That smile wasn't the usual gentle and refined one, but rather a heartfelt, irrepressible joy.
His steps were light and quick, and he seemed to have become ten years younger.
Behind him, Bone Douluo Gu Rong stood with his hands behind his back, a smile on his usually tense face.
"Dad!"
Ning Rongrong was the first to rush forward.
She had been waiting outside the door for a whole day without even drinking a sip of water. Now that she saw her father come out safe and sound, the huge weight in her heart finally lifted.
"Fengzhi."
Sword Douluo Chen Xin also came forward.
Ning Fengzhi remained silent.
He simply smiled and raised his right hand.
In the palm of his hand, a delicate little tower slowly rotated and emerged.
With a luster like crystal, the nine-tiered pagoda shimmered with seven-colored light on each tier.
The light was soft and warm, yet it carried an imposing aura that was impossible to ignore.
But what attracted their attention the most was the magnificent nine-story pagoda.
Nine-Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.
Ning Rongrong's pupils contracted sharply, then burst forth with dazzling light.
"Dad! We did it! You did it!"
She was so excited she almost jumped up, grabbed her father's arm, and her bright eyes were full of joy.
"Yes, it was a success, all thanks to Tianchen's Beautiful Silk Tulip!"
Ning Fengzhi nodded gently, his voice filled with relief and gratitude.
"Rongrong."
He called out to his daughter.
Ning Rongrong raised her head.
"Father will remember this kindness, and our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will remember it."
Ning Fengzhi gently stroked his daughter's hair, his face full of seriousness.
Ning Rongrong nodded, keeping her father's words in mind.
"Fengzhi, your soul power..."
Sword Douluo seemed to sense something, and his face showed a hint of surprise.
Ning Fengzhi's smile deepened.
"Level 80."
He said this with barely suppressed excitement in his voice.
"As the Spirit evolves, the breakthrough will happen naturally."
Level 80... just one spirit ring away from becoming a Soul Douluo.
"Uncle Jian."
Ning Fengzhi looked at Chen Xin, his eyes flashing with eager anticipation.
"I'll need your help to accompany me to the Star Dou Great Forest."
"Now?"
Chen Xin raised an eyebrow.
"Right now."
Ning Fengzhi nodded, his tone tinged with urgency.
"I can't wait for my eighth spirit ring."
At the same time, he turned to look at Gu Rong.
"I'll leave things to Uncle Gu on the sect side."
"Don't worry about leaving it to me, old swordsman. I'm entrusting Fengzhi to you."
Gu Rong nodded.
"Rest assured."
Chen Xin responded calmly.
Soon, a silver light rose, streaking across the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect like a meteor, heading straight for the Star Dou Great Forest.
Although the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect immediately closed its gates, how could such a commotion possibly escape the notice of those all-seeing eyes?
Heaven Dou City, Spirit Hall.
A piece of intelligence was secretly sent to Spirit City.
Inside the Papal Palace, Bibi Dong sat on the throne that symbolized supreme power, her slender fingers holding the newly delivered secret letter.
Her face was expressionless, but a sharp glint flashed in her deep eyes.
"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect closed its gates for a day for unknown reasons."
She read the contents of the letter aloud, a meaningful smile curving her lips.
"The cause is unknown?"
"Ha, there is no such thing as a secret that can't be uncovered. The reason it isn't known is because it hasn't been broken hard enough."
Bibi Dong sneered, and with a surge of soul power, she shattered the secret letter into dust.
"Pass down the order."
Her voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable authority.
"No matter what cost the spies planted in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect pay, you must find out exactly what happened on the day the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was sealed off."
"Yes!"
A voice responded from the darkness.
Originally, it was thought that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's inexplicable closure of its gates for a day would be enough to attract attention, but unexpectedly, just one day later, another message exploded in the Soul Master world at an extremely terrifying speed.
Tang Hao, the Clear Sky Douluo who had been missing for a long time, forcefully broke into the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!
According to witnesses, on that day, thunderclouds surged above the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon clan, and hammer shadows filled the sky.
The terrifying roar lasted for a full half hour, and the entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon clan trembled!
In the end, Tang Hao was defeated and fled, while Yu Yuanzhen, the chieftain of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon clan, emerged victorious.
Everyone speculated that Tang Hao was seeking revenge for Yu Yuanzhen stealing the 100,000-year-old soul bone left behind by his wife.
In the teahouses and taverns, the Soul Masters were discussing the matter animatedly, some gloating and others watching coldly.
But only Yu Yuanzhen, the person involved, knew just how wronged he felt.
He didn't steal any soul bone at all!
That "Yu Yuanzhen" was fake!
But could he say these things?
Could he tell the world that someone impersonated the patriarch of his Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon clan, defeated Clear Sky Douluo in full view of everyone, and stole his 100,000-year-old soul bone?
He couldn't bring himself to say it.
Because if he said it out loud, it would only make the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon clan a laughingstock.
Therefore, when Tang Hao came charging at his door with the Clear Sky Hammer, he had no choice but to fight back.
At this moment, Yu Yuanzhen sat cross-legged in the quiet room, his face as pale as paper.
The wound on his chest, inflicted by the Clear Sky Hammer, still throbbed with pain, and his soul power was in complete disarray.
He did indeed defeat Tang Hao.
However, the 100,000-year soul ring and the Clear Sky Sect's secret technique of exploding the ring were simply too terrifying.
Even after using his family's trump card, the Nine Crowns of the True Dragon, he still suffered severe injuries and won a Pyrrhic victory. The energy consumed by the Nine Crowns of the True Dragon alone would require at least ten years to recover.
He paid a heavy price to defeat Tang Hao.
But he had to win.
If he lost to Tang Hao in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon clan, then his reputation as one of the Three Great Sects would basically be over.
"Cough, cough, cough!"
Yu Yuanzhen let out a violent cough, his already pale face turning deathly white.
"Someone come here."
"Chieftain."
A dark figure appeared at the doorway.
"Pass down the order."
Yu Yuanzhen's voice was hoarse and somewhat weak.
"In the name of my injury, recall Yu Tianheng from the Heaven Dou Royal Academy and order him to return to the family immediately."
The shadowy figure accepted the order and left.
Yu Yuanzhen closed his eyes and exhaled a long breath of stale air.
Tianheng was his most valued grandson and the future hope of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon clan.
Bringing him back to their side would at least ensure his safety.
As for the rest...
He would take it one step at a time.
Heaven Dou Royal Academy
Yu Tianheng, who was in seclusion in his meditation room, was forcibly interrupted.
"Young Master Tianheng, an urgent order from the family."
He took the letter, glanced at it, and his expression changed.
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