Deep within the Spirit Hall lies the Offering Hall.
This supreme hall, which rises above the Papal Palace, is shrouded in golden holy light all year round, and the air is filled with a sacred and majestic aura. Only the most outstanding Title Douluo of the Spirit Hall are qualified to step into this place.
In the very center of the hall, a figure stood with his hands behind his back.
He wore a long, snow-white robe, his silver hair cascading down his shoulders like a waterfall. His face was incomparably handsome, yet it carried an air of majesty and indifference honed by the passage of time. A faint golden angelic halo surrounded him, and every breath he exuded a supreme and divine pressure. He was none other than Qian Daoliu, the Grand Elder of the Spirit Hall.
At this moment, Qian Daoliu held a secret report that had just arrived from Soto City in his hand. For the first time, his golden eyes revealed undisguised surprise and shock.
The secret report clearly states: In the Soto City Great Soul Arena, a young Soul Master named Lin Yuan, who wields the Ultimate Thunder Martial Soul, single-handedly crushed seven members of the Heaven Dou Royal Team. His combat power is heaven-defying, and he has now enrolled in the Heaven Dou Royal Soul Master Academy.
"Ultimate attributes... actually exist."
Qian Daoliu murmured softly, his fingertips gently tracing the words on the secret report, his thoughts drifting far away.
Their Angel Clan has a lineage dating back to ancient times, and their ancient texts do indeed record the existence of ultimate attribute martial souls that surpass all other martial souls, possessing world-destroying power. Furthermore, the book "The Forms of Martial Souls," which was ridiculed as "worthless fantasy" by all the soul masters on the continent a few years ago, described the existence of ultimate attributes in detail, leaving a very deep impression on him.
But thousands of years have passed, and no ultimate martial spirit has ever appeared in the world. He has long regarded it as a vague legend.
Unexpectedly, today, the legend has actually come true!
The ultimate lightning, such terrifying power, if it could be used by the Spirit Hall, would surely become the strongest weapon to unify the continent; but if it falls into enemy hands, it will become a major threat!
Qian Daoliu's gaze narrowed slightly as he focused on the last line of the secret report: "Lin Yuan enrolls in the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy." Golden light swirled around his fingertips as he made up his mind.
He turned and walked to the desk, picked up his pen and wrote a secret letter. The handwriting was vigorous and contained hidden secrets. The letter only told him one thing: keep a close eye on Lin Yuan of the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy, try to find out his background. If he can be won over, do so at any cost. If he cannot be controlled, then... eliminate him as soon as possible.
After writing the secret letter, Qian Daoliu sealed it in a specially made soul-guided envelope and called out in a deep voice, "Ghost Leopard Douluo."
As soon as he finished speaking, a dark figure emerged from the shadows of the hall like a ghost.
The newcomer was dressed in a tight-fitting black outfit, with a thin frame, a sinister face, and eyes as sharp as a leopard's. His body was surrounded by a chilling aura of soul power, and the phantom of a black ghost leopard faintly appeared behind him. He was none other than Ghost Leopard Douluo, one of the titled Douluo of the Spirit Hall.
Ghost Leopard Douluo knelt on one knee and bowed respectfully: "Your subordinate pays respects to the Grand Elder."
Qian Daoliu tossed him the secret letter, his tone indifferent yet carrying an undeniable authority: "Personally deliver this letter to the Serpent Spear Douluo of Heaven Dou City. He knows what to do."
Ghost Leopard Douluo received the secret letter, slightly startled.
He naturally recognized the Serpent Spear Douluo; the two were both Title Douluos of the Spirit Hall and had sparred together before. However, several years ago, the Serpent Spear Douluo suddenly disappeared without a trace, reportedly heading to the Heaven Dou Empire. His whereabouts were kept secret, and even within the Spirit Hall, few knew his exact location.
He was naturally unaware that the Serpent Spear Douluo was infiltrating the Heaven Dou royal family to cooperate with Qian Renxue's undercover plan. This was a top secret of the Spirit Hall, and even a Title Douluo like him had no right to know it.
Ghost Leopard Douluo dared not ask any further questions, and bowed to accept the order: "Yes, Your Excellency! I will set off immediately and will not fail in my mission!"
Having said that, he blurred into a black shadow and disappeared into the shadows of the offering hall.
Qian Daoliu gazed in the direction he had left, a cold glint flashing in his golden eyes.
Inside the main hall of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
The ground was covered with warm jade, and surrounded by exotic flowers. It should have been a peaceful scene, but at this moment, it was filled with a tense and hostile atmosphere.
Ning Fengzhi, dressed in a brocade robe, stood helplessly in front of the two figures, fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead. The two people in front of him were none other than the two pillars of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School—Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong.
Sword Douluo Chen Xin, dressed in a plain white robe, with his silver hair tied up, had a handsome and cold face. A faint sword aura surrounded him, and even when he was just standing still, he gave people a sense of oppressive sharpness. Although the long sword in his hand was not drawn, it already made the surrounding air tremble slightly.
Gu Rong, the Bone Douluo, was dressed in gray cloth. He was hunched over but had a powerful aura. His thin hands had distinct knuckles, and his soul power fluctuated wildly. His face was full of anger, as if he was about to rush out and fight someone to the death at any moment.
The reason the two were so furious was because of Ning Rongrong, who was standing to the side with tears streaming down her face.
Ning Rongrong sat on the soft couch, her eyes red-rimmed, her little nose twitching, tears falling like pearls from a broken string, looking extremely aggrieved. But if you looked closely, you would find that beneath her clenched fists, the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, hiding a hint of cunning.
That crying was faked.
As soon as she learned that Lin Yuan had enrolled in the Heaven Dou Royal Soul Master Academy, Ning Rongrong devised a plan. She wanted to take revenge on Lin Yuan for stealing her 500,000 gold soul coins, and she also wanted to provoke her father, Ning Fengzhi, who had been secretly monitoring her. So, in front of her two grandfathers who loved her the most, she staged this "bullied" drama.
"Uncle Gu, Uncle Jian, calm down!" Ning Fengzhi quickly stepped forward and grabbed Gu Rong's arm, earnestly advising, "Rongrong was only robbed of some money, Lin Yuan didn't really hurt her, there's no need to get so angry!"
"Robbery?" Gu Rong abruptly shook off his hand, her eyes wide with anger, her voice so loud it made the beams and pillars in the hall tremble slightly. "Feng Zhi! We treat Rongrong like our own granddaughter. She's never suffered such humiliation in her life! That brat dared to bully our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's little princess. Today, I'm going to the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy and beat him half to death!"
Chen Xin walked slowly to Ning Rongrong's side, his cold expression softening instantly. He gently patted her back, his voice tender enough to melt hearts: "Rongrong, don't cry. Tell Grandpa Jian how Lin Yuan bullied you. Grandpa Jian will go and cripple his martial spirit, make him kneel before you and apologize, okay?"
Ning Rongrong buried her head and cried even harder, her shoulders shaking with each sob, but she remained silent. She knew that the less she said, the more heartbroken her two grandfathers would become, and the angrier they would get.
Ning Fengzhi felt utterly helpless looking at his daughter. He could easily see through her little scheme, but he was powerless to stop these two titled Douluo who were fiercely protective of their own.
You see, the two Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School usually dote on Ning Rongrong to the extreme. Let alone being robbed, even the slightest grievance would make them turn the entire Heaven Dou City upside down. Now that Ning Rongrong is crying so heartbrokenly, how could they possibly hold back?
Ning Fengzhi sighed. Although he was the first to receive the intelligence about Lin Yuan's ultimate lightning, he originally intended to carefully plan how to win him over. However, this sudden farce had thrown everything into chaos, and he could only watch helplessly as the two Douluo were burning with anger and might set off for the Heaven Dou Royal Academy at any moment.
Ning Rongrong, lying on the bed, was secretly delighted as she listened to her two grandfathers' words.
Lin Yuan, you dare to steal my money and bully me! This time, I'll get Grandpa Sword and Grandpa Bone to teach you a lesson!
Ning Rongrong looked up with teary eyes, her little face streaked with tears, and timidly gazed at Chen Xin and Gu Rong, her voice choked with sobs: "Grandpa Sword, Grandpa Bone, is what you're saying true?"
Chen Xin reached out and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, her tone both doting and firm: "Of course it's true. Rongrong, go wash your face first, look how all your little face is covered in tears."
Gu Rong quickly chimed in, patting his chest with his rough hands to assure everyone: "That's right! We're not going to Shrek Academy anymore, it's too far from home and inconvenient! Tomorrow, Grandpa will send you to the Heaven Dou Royal Soul Master Academy, it's closer to the sect. If anyone dares to bully you again, just tell Grandpa, and Grandpa will break their legs!"
Ning Rongrong was secretly delighted, but on the surface she still pretended to be aggrieved, nodding while sobbing, "Okay... I'll listen to Grandpa."
With that, she wiped away her tears, stood up, and walked out of the room, turning back every few steps. But the moment she stepped out the door, the grievance on her face vanished instantly, replaced by a sly little devil's smile. Clenching her small fists, she muttered under her breath, "Lin Yuan, you just wait and see how I deal with you this time!"
Once Ning Rongrong's footsteps had completely faded away, the atmosphere in the room suddenly changed.
Chen Xin's sword aura subsided, his cold eyes regained their calm, and he said indifferently, "That girl has gone far away."
Gu Rong's anger vanished instantly. He scratched his head and looked at Ning Fengzhi with a puzzled expression: "Fengzhi, what was the point of all that? Do you really want me and Old Swordsman to go to the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy and beat up that Lin Yuan?"
Ning Fengzhi straightened his clothes, a knowing smile appearing on his face, and slowly said, "Uncle Gu, do you think I'm the kind of person who acts impulsively?"
"Then you are..." Gu Rong was even more puzzled.
Chen Xin, who was standing to the side, already understood and nodded slightly: "You want to use Rongrong's matter to go with the flow."
Ning Fengzhi nodded, his gaze deep: "We are all getting old, and one day we will not be able to protect Rongrong or the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. The sect has been using support-type martial souls for generations, and lacks top-notch offensive combat power. But Lin Yuan has an ultimate lightning martial soul that is one in ten thousand years. His potential is limitless, and he will definitely become a Title Douluo or even a Limit Douluo in the future!"
He paused, then continued, "How could I not know Rongrong's little scheme? She was faking her tears to trick us into dealing with Lin Yuan. So I went along with her wishes and sent her to the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy. Firstly, it would allow her to spend time with Lin Yuan and develop a relationship; secondly, I would use the 'bullying Rongrong' incident to control him and make it easier to win him over in the future."
Gu Rong suddenly realized, but then worried, "Isn't it a bit wrong to deceive Rongrong like this?"
Ning Fengzhi chuckled lightly: "I know my daughter best. She may seem spoiled, but she's actually quite perceptive. Once she understands the implications, she'll naturally get it. Besides, if we can make a genius with an ultimate martial soul become the son-in-law of my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, then every generation of the sect will have an ultimate titled Douluo to preside over it. How can the sect not prosper?"
Chen Xin lightly tapped the hilt of his sword with his fingertips, a hint of anticipation flashing in his cool eyes. His tone was calm but carried a hint of fighting spirit: "I never thought there really was such a thing as an ultimate attribute martial soul in this world. I really want to see it with my own eyes. Feng Zhi, I will accompany you tomorrow to meet this Lin Yuan brat."
Gu Rong was immediately displeased upon hearing this, and stepped forward, sticking out her neck, and said, "Why should you go? If anyone should go, it should be me! If it really comes down to it, we'll both go together and teach that kid a lesson, so he'll know what happens when he bullies Rongrong!"
Chen Xin glanced at him, her tone calm yet unyielding: "No. The sect needs someone to be in charge; it's not possible for two Title Douluos to leave at the same time. I'll take the lead in offense, and you'll take the lead in defense. It's most suitable for me to go. Besides, with your fiery temper, you'll probably start fighting as soon as you meet him, which will only mess things up. That kid might not give you a good look."
Gu Rong opened his mouth, but could only hum twice in frustration. Chen Xin was telling the truth, and he couldn't refute it. He could only stand aside, feeling aggrieved.
Seeing this, Ning Fengzhi smiled and smoothed things over: "Alright, alright, since that's the case, Uncle Jian will go to the Heaven Dou Royal Soul Master Academy with me tomorrow, and we can bring Rongrong along too, killing two birds with one stone."
The three finalized their plan and were ready to depart the next day.
Meanwhile, Ning Rongrong was hiding in her room, happily fantasizing about how Grandpa Mingrijian would stand up for her and give Lin Yuan a good beating, completely unaware that her father had already tricked her. She was convinced that her feigned crying had succeeded, but little did she know that everything was under Ning Fengzhi's control.
As the saying goes, no one knows a daughter better than her father. Ning Fengzhi, that old fox, had already figured out his daughter's little schemes and cleverly pushed her towards Lin Yuan, paving the way for the future of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. How could the inexperienced little devil possibly outmaneuver her meticulous father?
However, none of the three groups—the Spirit Hall's Serpent Spear Douluo, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School members who were about to depart, or Dugu Bo who was eagerly awaiting Lin Yuan's arrival—could have imagined that they would be destined to arrive empty-handed, and for quite some time, they would not see Lin Chen again.
Because Lin Chen had already made preparations, and at dawn he would follow Dugu Bo to the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye, which contained the world's rarest treasures.
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