Douluo: Dominating Douluo begins with summoning Kong Deming

Chapter 327 Ning Fengzhi: If You Can't Beat Them, Join Them
"I don't know where Ice Emperor has been these past few years. The ninth soul ring for this Ancestral Witch Battle Body is still the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm."

After much deliberation, Ye Ling finally decided to set his sights on the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm.

After all, the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm was the first true million-year soul beast in the Douluo Continent.

Both the age limit and the fallen soul bone are extremely suitable for Ye Ling now.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
Just then, there was a light knock on Ye Ling's door.

Ye Ling frowned slightly, but before he could speak, he heard a familiar voice coming from the doorway.

"Young Master, Sect Master Ning of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has come to pay his respects."

"I understand, you can come in now."

The door to Ye Ling's room was carefully pushed open, and the person who opened the door was none other than Zhu Zhuqing, whom they hadn't seen for a long time.

"Young Master...it really is you..."

When Zhu Zhuqing heard Ye Ling's voice, she was still somewhat doubtful.

After all, she had witnessed the earth-shattering battle in Wuhun City firsthand.

After that, Ye Ling disappeared without a trace, and his fate was unknown. This was no secret in the Butian Pavilion and even throughout the entire continent.

But all her previous panic and doubts vanished the moment she saw Ye Ling.

"Young Master...you..."

"I'm so glad you're alright."

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes were slightly red, and her voice was even a little choked up.

"What's going on here?"

Zhu Zhuqing's actions left Ye Ling somewhat bewildered.

"Young Master has done me a great favor. I was just overjoyed to see you and couldn't control my emotions."

After taking two deep breaths, Zhu Zhuqing finally suppressed the complex emotions in her heart.

Ye Ling chuckled softly, then walked up to Zhu Zhuqing and bent down to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Let's go see Sect Leader Ning."

"Yes, Young Master!"

The main hall of Butian Pavilion was naturally built to be extremely magnificent, with carved beams, painted rafters, and various splendid decorations that were not much inferior to the Papal Palace.

However, Ning Fengzhi had no intention of evaluating these things. Although he kept his face calm, he was somewhat uneasy inside.

After Yun Ming went into seclusion and Ye Ling disappeared, the daily operations of Butian Pavilion fell to Zhang Lexuan.

This was not the first time Ning Fengzhi had visited Butian Pavilion in the past six months; Zhang Lexuan had always been the one to receive him before.

Today, however, Zhang Lexuan asked him to wait in the sect's main hall, which made him think a little.

It wasn't just him; Ning Rongrong and Sword Douluo, who came with him, also had somewhat serious expressions.

"Sect Leader Ning, it's been a long time!"

A hearty laugh came from not far away and echoed in the main hall of the Butian Pavilion.

Ning Fengzhi frowned slightly, a look of confusion on his face.

"That voice sounds familiar...it's him!"

As if he had just thought of something, Ning Fengzhi's confused expression suddenly changed.

"Ye Ling..."

The next moment, Ye Ling appeared in front of Ning Fengzhi and the others, followed by the well-behaved Zhu Zhuqing.

"Sect Leader Ning is a rare guest. What brings you to our Heaven-Mending Pavilion this time?"

Amidst the complex gazes of the others, Ye Ling sat directly in the main seat and looked at Ning Fengzhi with great interest, asking him a question.

"I never expected to meet Young Master Ye today."

Ning Fengzhi quickly composed himself, revealing a genuine smile before rising and bowing.

"Young Master Ye is blessed with good fortune. I, Ning, would like to congratulate Young Master Ye on his safe return."

Regardless of whether Ning Fengzhi was sincere or not, no one could say anything about his behavior.

After a moment's hesitation, Sword Douluo and Ning Rongrong also stood up and bowed to Ning Fengzhi.

However, Ning Rongrong secretly glanced at Zhu Zhuqing next to Ye Ling. But Zhu Zhuqing's gaze was fixed on Ye Ling, and she didn't notice Ning Rongrong's gaze at all.

"Sect Leader Ning is too kind."

As the saying goes, one doesn't hit a smiling face, so Ye Ling smiled and waved his hand.

"Sect Leader Ning, you didn't come here just to congratulate me on my safe return, did you?"

"I was completely unaware of Young Master Ye's return before; I just happened to be there today."

After a pause, Ning Fengzhi's expression suddenly turned serious.

Ye Ling's return, in particular, solidified his resolve.

"To be honest, Lady Yuehua of Yuexuan visited our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School yesterday."

As Ning Fengzhi spoke, he kept a close eye on Ye Ling's expression.

"Lady Yuehua of Yuexuan?"

Ye Ling raised an eyebrow, a look of curiosity on her face.

"I have also heard of Yuexuan's great name, and this Lady Yuehua is also well-known."

Ye Ling's voice contained no other complex emotions, only a slight hint of curiosity.

"Is this Lady Yuehua seeking out Sect Leader Ning to give your daughter a refresher course in aristocratic etiquette?"

Ye Ling naturally knew Tang Yuehua's identity; he said this simply to see what Ning Fengzhi was really up to.

"Young Master Ye is too kind."

Ning Fengzhi felt somewhat embarrassed upon hearing this, and even Ning Rongrong's face showed a hint of surprise.

"This Lady Yuehua's real name is Tang Yuehua. She is the younger sister of Tang Xiao, the current sect leader of the Haotian Sect, and also the younger sister of Tang Hao, the Haotian Douluo you killed."

Having already made his choice, Ning Fengzhi naturally revealed everything without hesitation.

"Tang Yuehua secretly gathered a group of nobles and soul masters who were dissatisfied with the Butian Pavilion, and wanted to do something detrimental to the Butian Pavilion."

"They came to me yesterday to try and win over my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."

Quiet.

After Ning Fengzhi finished speaking, the entire sect hall fell into an eerie silence.

Ning Rongrong and Sword Douluo both looked somewhat uneasy, while Ning Fengzhi stared intently at Ye Ling.

"Ah!"

Just as everyone was becoming increasingly uneasy, Ye Ling suddenly smiled.

"Why won't Sect Leader Ning agree to their request?"

Looking at the uneasy Ning Fengzhi, Ye Ling spoke slowly and deliberately.

"In the entire Heaven Dou Empire, our Patching Heaven Pavilion is now the only one in power. I imagine Sect Master Ning must be somewhat dissatisfied, right?"

As Ye Ling finished speaking, an overwhelming and unreasonable pressure emanated from him and spread outwards.

"Well!"

Ning Fengzhi and Ning Rongrong both let out a muffled groan, both of them realizing with horror that they couldn't even release their martial souls.

Stupid!
The Seven Kill Sword rang out, and Sword Douluo successfully summoned his Martial Soul.

"town!"

Ye Ling merely glanced at Sword Douluo, then reached out and pressed down on him.

The immense pressure was poured onto Sword Douluo, forcing him to kneel on the ground.

"I am indeed dissatisfied."

Seeing that Ye Ling had suppressed the three of them with a wave of his hand, Ning Fengzhi gritted his teeth.

Ye Ling's strength at this moment has far exceeded Ning Fengzhi's expectations.

“But I don’t want the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and those fools to perish with it. I want to preserve the legacy of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.”

"I hope Young Master Ye will understand!"

(End of this chapter)