Douluo: My summoning cards can generate Title Douluo

Chapter 182 Ning Fengzhi's Regret! Embarking on the Path to Becoming Stronger!
In the main hall of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Ning Fengzhi spared no expense in using his resources and connections to invite the most renowned healing-type Soul Master on the continent. With the ultimate support of his Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, he finally managed to temporarily stabilize the injuries of Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, pulling them out of danger.

Chen Xin's severed arm could not regenerate, but the wound had healed; however, the empty sleeve was still glaringly conspicuous.

The ancient banyan tree's internal injuries and mental trauma were temporarily suppressed, but it still needs a very long period of rest and precious medicine to slowly recover, and its strength is greatly reduced.

Inside the main hall, the atmosphere was so heavy it seemed to drip water.

Bone Douluo Gu Rong remained unconscious. Sword Douluo Chen Xin sat leaning against the bed, his face pale, but his eyes had regained their usual sharpness, only now tinged with a deep-seated humiliation and a profound weariness.

He lost not only an arm, but also his pride as a swordsman and more than 90% of his combat power.

“Feng Zhi,” Chen Xin’s voice was hoarse and dry, “that blonde woman… her sword carried a pure and ultimate sacredness and judgmental will, my Seven Kill Sword Intent… crumbled at the first touch.”

"And then there's Ling Han... I've never even seen him actually make a move, but every time I encounter him, he always gives me an even greater sense of pressure."

Ning Fengzhi sat on the edge of the bed, his hands clenched tightly, his knuckles white.

The weariness and guilt on his face were more pronounced than ever. "Uncle Jian, there's no need to say anything more."

"It's my fault. I underestimated the Beast God Pavilion, which is why you..."

"It's not your fault." Chen Xin interrupted him, shook her head, and looked into the void, as if she could see again the earth-shattering sword strike when she broke through to the Title Douluo level.

"We're getting old, and the world... is changing too fast, too horribly."

"The Beast God Pavilion... possesses the power to overturn the entire continent's格局 (geju, a concept encompassing overall situation, overall structure, and overall structure), but they have simply not made a move yet, and no one can figure out what they will do next."

"But as long as we take action, one force will definitely fall or be destroyed!"

He paused for a moment, then slowly said, "Moreover, what that woman was wielding behind her... seems to be the legendary Angelic Martial Soul."

"But according to ancient records, the Angelic Martial Soul should exist in the Thousand Family Lineage of the Spirit Hall's Hall of Worship."

"Why would they appear in the Beast God Pavilion? And why are they so powerful...?"

Upon hearing this, Ning Fengzhi trembled, a look of horror and realization flashing in his eyes: "Angel Martial Soul? Martial Soul Hall... Qian Family?"

"Could it be that the Beast God Pavilion and the Spirit Hall's Offering Hall..." A terrifying conjecture formed in his mind.

If the Beast God Pavilion is connected to the Hall of Worship at the deepest part of the Spirit Hall, then the situation on the continent will become unimaginably complex and terrifying!
"We must make plans as soon as possible, Fengzhi." Chenxin's voice was heavier than ever before. "Who will be the Beast God's next target?"

"The four lower sects have already submitted, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect has been destroyed, and the Clear Sky Sect has gone into seclusion. Can our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect remain unscathed?"

Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down. As the head of a sect, he couldn't afford to lose his composure.

A complex mix of calculation and struggle flashed in his eyes, finally settling into a long sigh: "Perhaps... this is fate." As he uttered those words, he felt a profound sense of powerlessness. The usually neutral Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School seemed to have been forced to the brink of choosing sides. Shrek Academy, the night before departure.

In the end, Flander and Yu Xiaogang made the difficult decision to accept Qin Ming's invitation and lead all the Shrek Academy students to the Holy Radiance Dragon Emperor Academy.

The desire to become stronger overwhelmed his unease about the unknown dangers. Especially for Tang San, after learning that the terrifying Beast God Pavilion actually controlled the academy, a twisted obsession rose deep within him—he wanted to become stronger, to become stronger there, then get close to them, understand them, and ultimately… seek revenge!
The inexplicable sensation that had entered his body made him realize that it wasn't entirely impossible.

Flander looked at the students who were all ready to go, pushed up his glasses, and tried to liven things up in his usual way: "Little monsters, when we get to a new place, you all better be alert!"

"Don't disgrace Shrek Academy! Although the academy is gone, the spirit of Shrek will live on forever!"

However, his smile seemed somewhat forced. Zhao Wuji silently packed his belongings beside him, his rugged face losing its usual boldness and gaining a touch of solemnity.

Yu Xiaogang then spoke to Tang San alone. “Xiao San,” Yu Xiaogang said in an unusually serious tone, “I know what you’re thinking. But remember, before you have enough power, patience is your best weapon.”

"The Holy Radiance Dragon Emperor Academy is a deep and complex place, and the Beast God Pavilion is even more unfathomable. Your primary task is to utilize the resources there to rapidly improve yourself, especially your Clear Sky Hammer!"

"Forget the Blue Silver Grass, forget your hatred for now, and devote all your energy to cultivation, understand?"

Tang San looked at the deep worry and expectation in his teacher's eyes, nodded heavily, and said with a deep, unfathomable gaze beneath his green hair, "Teacher, I understand."

"I will endure, and I will become stronger than anyone else!"

Xiao Wu gripped Tang San's hand with concern; she could sense the turbulent undercurrent beneath his calm exterior.

Dai Mubai, Oscar, Ma Hongjun, and Zhu Zhuqing each harbored different feelings: anticipation, unease, and a yearning for greater power.

The next morning, the sun rose in the east.

Qin Ming led the way, and the Shrek group, amidst complex gazes, embarked on their journey to Heaven Dou City, towards the Holy Radiance Dragon Emperor Academy, which was now shrouded in the shadow of the Beast God Pavilion.

The wheels rolled over the smooth, solid stone road, making a regular, dull sound.

After a whole day of bumpy travel, the carriage carrying the teachers and students of Shrek Academy finally came to a slow stop.

Qin Ming was the first to lift the carriage curtain. He nimbly jumped off the carriage and took a deep breath of the fresh air outside Tiandou City, which seemed to be mixed with some kind of special energy.

Following closely behind, Flanders, Zao Wou-Ki, and several teachers also got off the bus. Their faces still showed some fatigue from the long journey, but more so a sense of caution and curiosity as they were about to step into a new environment.

"Children, we've arrived. Get down from the carriage." Qin Ming turned and said to the children inside.

Dai Mubai was the first to leap down. As the former second prince of the Star Luo Empire, he subconsciously straightened his back, trying to maintain a sense of composure. However, when he looked up, his pupils involuntarily dilated. Following him were Tang San, Xiao Wu, Oscar, Ma Hongjun, and Zhu Zhuqing.

When the Shrek Six Monsters finally set foot on this land and saw the scene before them, everyone, including the self-proclaimed knowledgeable Flander and Zhao Wuji, fell into a brief state of speechlessness, as if they had been struck by an invisible soul skill.

(End of this chapter)