Wuhun Luo Sanpao? I am the Dragon Emperor!

Chapter 244 Ning Fengzhi pays the money, the three elders are shocked!
Upon hearing this, the three elders instantly broke into smiles, with Yu Yuanzhen exclaiming excitedly:
"Of course! The Sect Master's Decree is now yours! We'll return now to prepare for the succession ceremony!"

Yu Xiaolie immediately waved his hand. Everything that happened at the succession ceremony was still vivid in his mind. He didn't want to go through all the tedious formalities and empty rituals.

"No need. Grand ceremonies are too much trouble. You can just go back and issue a notice."

The three of them laughed heartily and nodded repeatedly.

Suddenly, a knock on the door broke their conversation.

"Come in."

Yu Xiaolie said without looking up.

The door was pushed open, and the Sixth Elder strode in with a strange expression on his face: "Young Master, Ning Fengzhi has arrived. He says... he's here to pay the money."

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaolie's lips curled into a faint, cold smile: "Let him in."

Immediately, the Sixth Elder nodded and withdrew. A moment later, he led Ning Fengzhi in.

At this moment, Ning Fengzhi, although still dressed in a plain white robe as usual, looked haggard with sunken eyes, as if he hadn't slept for three days. Where was the former demeanor of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School Master?
As soon as he entered the room, his gaze fell on Yu Zhentian, Yu Zhenhai, and Yu Yuanzhen sitting to the side. His originally dim eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had grasped the last straw.

He was helpless against Yu Xiaolie, but he still had some connections with the veteran sect leaders and elders.

Perhaps saying a few kind words might leave room for negotiation...

Thinking of this, he immediately did it.

"Sect Master Yu! Seniors!"

Ning Fengzhi strode forward, his voice hoarse and choked with emotion, "I never expected to see you all here, it's so wonderful!"

Yu Zhentian and the other two looked at each other, clearly not expecting Ning Fengzhi to be like this.

Wasn't he always so refined and cultured? Why did he act like a beggar when he saw them?

Grandfather frowned: "Sect Leader Ning, what is this...?"

Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath, then suddenly bowed deeply, his voice filled with sorrow:

"Senior Yu, our three sects are of the same lineage and have been on good terms for generations. We hope that you will consider our past relationship and show mercy. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's nearly thousand-year-old foundation cannot be destroyed in my hands!"

His voice trembled, and his eyes were red-rimmed, as if he were about to burst into tears.

Startled by this sudden turn of events, Yu Zhentian was at a loss, looking bewildered. He turned to Yu Xiaolie for help and asked:

"Xiao Lie, what's going on?"

Yu Xiaolie leaned back in his chair, his expression indifferent, his fingers lightly tracing the rim of his teacup, without even lifting his eyelids.
"Grandpa, you're getting old, so there are some things you shouldn't worry about."

Seeing this, Ning Fengzhi didn't allow Yu Zhentian and the others to ask about the specific cause, but only focused on complaining, his voice becoming even more mournful:
“Seniors, although the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has accumulated some wealth through my efforts over the years, ten billion gold soul coins… has truly emptied our coffers! More than a thousand disciples in the sect are left without a way to survive, and we can't even pay their basic salaries…”

His words were full of pleading, even with a hint of humility. Where was the former high and mighty demeanor of the sect leader?

Yu Yuanzhen was also very curious about the ins and outs, but seeing that Yu Xiaolie remained unmoved, he said in a deep voice:

"Sect Leader Ning, please don't be anxious. To be honest, the affairs of the sect have now been handed over to Xiao Lie in full charge. He has the final say on all decisions."

These words were like a bucket of ice water, instantly extinguishing the hope that had just ignited in Ning Fengzhi's eyes.

His body swayed slightly, his face grew even paler, his lips trembled a few times, and finally he lowered his head in despair, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.

"I understand……"

He murmured to himself, then carefully took out an exquisite ticket box from his pocket and handed it to Yu Xiaolie with trembling hands.

"Your Majesty, the receipts for ten billion gold soul coins are all here. Please... count them."

Yu Xiaolie remained expressionless, merely glancing indifferently at the Sixth Elder.

The Sixth Elder immediately understood, stepped forward to take the ticket box, and began to count the tickets one by one.

The room was eerily quiet, with only the rustling sound of banknotes being turned over.

The more the Sixth Elder counted, the more alarmed he became. These receipts came from various banks in the Heavenly Dou Empire. Clearly, Ning Fengzhi had sold off countless family assets to raise this money.

In just three days, Ning Fengzhi raised 1 billion gold soul coins. In addition to emptying all his cash flow, he also mortgaged a large portion of his assets to the Heaven Dou Royal Family for money and borrowed a lot of loans from banks.

He even sold his personal toys.

"Reporting to Young Master, it is indeed ten billion gold soul coins."

The Sixth Elder finally finished counting, his voice tinged with shock. The three people beside him, including Yu Zhentian, gasped in astonishment.

Seize the young?
You mean to seize the young?
One billion gold soul coins?!

Even if the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex clan were to go bankrupt, they still couldn't come up with such a huge sum of money!

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is still quite wealthy! It seems they've made a considerable fortune these past few years thanks to Emperor Xueye.

However, Yu Xiaolie did not show much surprise, but instead coldly said:

"anything else?"

Ning Fengzhi gritted his teeth and took out an old-fashioned book from his sleeve. The cover of the book was clearly titled "Distraction Control Technique".

He then presented it with both hands, respectfully saying, "This is the ultimate technique of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. Please... take a look."

"Distraction control technique?!"

Yu Zhenhai exclaimed in surprise and stood up abruptly.

"This is the core secret technique of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, only taught to inner disciples! Even direct disciples might not be able to learn it completely! And they just handed it over like that?!"

Yu Yuanzhen also looked at Yu Xiaolie in shock, his eyes filled with questions.

Xiao Lie, what did you do to make Ning Fengzhi willingly hand over the sect's secret techniques and even pay out 1 billion gold soul coins?

Yu Xiaolie ignored everyone and simply raised his chin slightly, gesturing to a small door on the inside of the room.

Ning Fengzhi followed his gaze and immediately trembled. He staggered over and pushed the door open.

The moment the door opened, the sight before him froze him in place.

Bone Douluo Gu Rong was seen lying on the ground, bound tightly by thick soul power chains.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin was suspended in mid-air with his shoulder blades pierced by a chain of soul power, his long silver hair stuck to his face with dried blood.

The two men were pale, with cracked lips, sunken eyes, and bloodshot eyes, clearly indicating that they had not had a drop of water for a long time.

Bone Douluo still had a hideous wound on his chest. Although the bleeding had stopped, it was still a shocking sight.

Sword Douluo's eyes were lifeless; his once sharp, sword-like gaze was now dull and lifeless, as if he had lost his soul.

With their soul power sealed, the two, with their severely injured and aged bodies, endured many days of hardship, without eating a single grain of rice, and were on the verge of death.

If Ning Fengzhi breaks his promise again, the two titled Douluo will die from exhaustion.

What's even more alarming is that Yu Xiaolie's chubby dragon cub is leisurely stepping back and forth on the two of them, its little paws occasionally tugging at Bone Douluo's hair, looking like it's having a great time.

"Uncle Bone! Uncle Sword!" Ning Fengzhi's voice was shrill. He knelt down with a thud, his hands trembling as he reached out, but he dared not touch the two of them easily, for fear of aggravating their injuries.

Yu Zhentian and the other two also came over, and when they saw this scene, they immediately gasped.

"This...this is Bone Douluo and Sword Douluo?!" Yu Zhenhai's eyes widened, unable to believe what he was seeing.

The Sixth Elder shook his head, feeling extremely regretful.

Why didn't they just listen to me sooner? Why did it have to come to this?

Bone Douluo nearly lost his life, with a large hole in his chest and several bones missing. Even after recovering from his injuries, his cultivation level had greatly declined, making it difficult for him to return to the Title Douluo realm.

Sword Douluo's sword heart... must have been destroyed as well. His soul power might still be level 96, but his strength is no longer comparable to what it used to be.

Upon hearing this, Ning Fengzhi could no longer hold back, and tears welled up in her eyes.

He trembled as he unlocked the chains binding the two men, his voice choked with emotion: "It's all Feng Zhi's fault... I've ruined you..."

Bone Douluo weakly opened his eyes, saw Ning Fengzhi, and then quickly fainted again.

Sword Douluo, however, remained dazed, as if he had no reaction to anything around him.

Yu Xiaolie walked over slowly, raised his hand and waved it, releasing the soul power seal on the two of them.

He glanced coldly at Ning Fengzhi and uttered only two words:

"get out."

(End of this chapter)