Douluo: My summoning cards can generate Title Douluo

Chapter 210 Qian Renxue's Desire to Conquer Ling Han!

"Could it be...could it be that we, the number one sect in the world, are just going to let this go?!"

"This is a great disgrace..." Second Elder Tang Wu roared unwillingly, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked, but his tone had lost its previous resolve.

"Let it go?" A chilling glint flashed in Tang Xiao's eyes. "Of course not! This grudge, this humiliation, will be etched in the hearts of everyone in my Haotian Sect, until death do us part!"

He abruptly changed the subject, his tone becoming extremely solemn, "But revenge requires absolute strength and the right opportunity, not pointlessly throwing your life away with a heart full of passion!"

He took a deep breath, as if making an extremely difficult yet resolute decision, and his gaze swept over each elder: "Issue my sect leader's order! From this day forward, the Haotian Sect will be completely closed. All disciples are forbidden from leaving the sect and must focus on cultivation! Be relaxed on the outside but tight on the inside, and accumulate strength! The feud with the Beast God Pavilion will be classified as the sect's top secret, and it will be fought to the death!"

He walked to the center of the hall, his voice carrying a tragic and resolute tone: "We need to be patient now! We need to lie low! But I, Tang Xiao, hereby assure you all that one day, when our sect is strong enough, I will personally lead you to raze the Beast God Pavilion to the ground and wash away today's shame with the blood of Ling Han and his henchmen! This oath is witnessed by heaven and earth!"

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Seven Treasures

Inside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Ning Fengzhi learned of the tragic state of Blazing Sun Douluo Tang Lie through his intelligence network.

This news was like the last straw, completely crushing any remaining hope he had of dealing with the Beast God Pavilion.

He stood alone on the Cloud-Viewing Platform, the highest point of the sect, with a surging sea of ​​clouds and the faintly visible, continuous palaces that symbolized the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's centuries of accumulation below.

He clutched a secret report that had just been delivered by his informant in Tiandou City. It not only detailed the circumstances of Tang Lie's crippling but also provided a sober assessment of the Beast God Pavilion's known high-end combat strength. Every name and every achievement struck his heart like a hammer blow.

"Even the Haotian Sect... even the hot-tempered and arrogant Haotian Sect has chosen to temporarily avoid the limelight..." Ning Fengzhi murmured to himself, his gentle voice now filled with endless bitterness and exhaustion. His tall figure appeared somewhat frail in the howling mountain wind.

Light footsteps sounded from behind him, and Sword Douluo Chen Xin silently approached him.

Although his face was still pale from the injury and his right sleeve was empty, his aura was more refined than before, and his eyes were more profound. The pain of losing his arm seemed to have deepened his understanding of the way of the sword.

"Fengzhi, have you... made up your mind?" Chenxin asked in a deep voice, looking at Ning Fengzhi's clenched fists and slightly trembling shoulders.

He and Gu Rong had long noticed the increasing pressure Ning Fengzhi had been under recently.

Ning Fengzhi did not turn around and remained silent for a long time, so long that even the mountain breeze seemed to freeze.

He finally spoke slowly, his voice hoarse and helpless, as if he had aged ten years in an instant: "Uncle Jian...we...have no other choice."

Looking at the sect leader whom he had protected since childhood, who was both his disciple and friend, Chen Xin felt a surge of indescribable sorrow.

He said in a deep voice, his tone unwavering: "Feng Zhi, whatever decision you make, Gu Rong, I, and all the disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will stand with you. The survival of the sect is of paramount importance."

Ning Fengzhi glanced at Chen Xin gratefully, his eyes filled with relief, guilt, and even more resolve. He took a deep breath, as if trying to squeeze out all the hesitation and humiliation in his chest, and finally made up his mind: "Make preparations... In three days, I will personally... go to Tiandou City to pay a visit to the Beast God Pavilion Master... Ling Han."

"Sect Master! You're going personally? That's too dangerous!" Chen Xin frowned, instinctively objecting. The Beast God Pavilion's actions were unpredictable, and Ling Han's abilities were even more unknown. For Ning Fengzhi, as the Sect Master, to personally risk his life... what if...

“I must go.” Ning Fengzhi shook his head, his eyes regaining the decisiveness and responsibility befitting a sect leader. “Only by going personally can we demonstrate our sect’s sincerity. Whether it’s war or peace, submission or destruction… there must be a resolution. For the lives of thousands of disciples… my personal safety is nothing. Besides…”

He paused, a complex and unreadable expression appearing on his face, including a faint, unspoken hope: "...Rongrong...isn't she there too?"

“She became Ling Han’s disciple… perhaps… this could be a turning point?” Thinking of his daughter who had become a disciple of the Beast God Pavilion, Ning Fengzhi felt a mix of emotions.

He gazed once more in the direction of the Beast God Pavilion, his eyes deep and complex. This visit was not about honor or disgrace, but about survival. He would personally decide the future fate of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School—submission or destruction.

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Within Tiandou City, news of the Haotian Sect elder's demotion and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect Master's impending personal visit to the Beast God Pavilion stirred up a huge undercurrent among the high-ranking officials of various forces, much like a boulder thrown into a calm lake.

Inside the Spirit Hall of Heaven Dou City, Platinum Bishop Salas looked at the detailed intelligence delivered by his subordinates, his face showing a complex expression of both excitement and worry.

The terrifying strength currently displayed by the Beast God Pavilion is undoubtedly a serious obstacle to the Spirit Hall's plan to unify the continent, which makes him very worried.

On the other hand, seeing the three upper sects, who had always been at odds with the Spirit Hall and were high and mighty, suffer such a humiliating defeat, he couldn't help but feel a twisted sense of pleasure.

He dared not delay and immediately transmitted these latest developments, which could affect the continent's landscape, back to the Papal Palace in Wuhun City in the most urgent and confidential manner.

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Tian Dou Imperial Palace

Deep within the palace, Crown Prince Xue Qinghe (Qian Renxue) sat in a chair, silently listening to the detailed report brought back by Ci Xue and Yu Long. A meaningful, playful, and inquisitive smile appeared on her beautiful face.

"Ning Fengzhi... has this old guy finally lost his patience?"

"Hehe, I never thought that the master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, who is known for his wisdom and strategy, would be forced to bow his head and personally take risks."

Her slender fingers tapped lightly on the table. "Very well... This is a perfect opportunity to see how the Pavilion Master Linghan, who Ning Fengzhi is so wary of and even willing to condescend to, will treat this 'wealthy beyond measure' guest."

Her interest in Ling Han grew stronger. A man who could force Ning Fengzhi to abandon all pride and scheming, his methods and charm aroused a stronger desire to conquer her heart, which was wrapped in power and pretense, making her eager to possess Ling Han.

(End of this chapter)