Douluo: My summoning cards can generate Title Douluo

Chapter 54 (Fifty-Two): Summoning the Goddess of Light, Butterfly King Dong'er, and Sword Maniac Ji Juechen
The core council hall of the Beast God Pavilion in Tiandou City.

The enormous palace was cast from dark alloy, and its dome simulated a deep starry sky, with cold starlight falling down and illuminating the solemn crowd below.

The air was heavy, carrying the subtle tension of new blood flowing in, and an inescapable lingering scent of blood.

Niu Gao and Yang Wudi stood in the hall, their figures still robust and upright, but a layer of gloom and submissiveness shrouded their brows.

Behind them were the core elders and elite disciples of the two clans, all holding their breath and not daring to utter a sound, glancing with awe at the figure sitting high above them.

Ling Han sat upright on a throne carved from a single piece of ten-thousand-year-old black ice. His long, ice-blue hair cascaded over his shoulders, and his handsome face was like a frozen statue, devoid of any warmth.

He lightly tapped the ice armrest with his fingertips, producing a crisp and cold "tap, tap" sound, each sound seeming to strike the hearts of the people below.

"The Imperial Clan has 376 members; the Destroyer Clan has 291 members. All the core members are here."

Ling Han's indifferent voice echoed in the empty hall, like reading out cold numbers, "Very good. From this day forward, you will be the 'Armor Hall' and 'Blade Breaker Hall' of the Beast God Pavilion."

Niu Gao and Yang Wudi bowed their heads deeply, their voices muffled: "Yes, young master." The crowd behind them echoed in unison, their voices trembling with suppressed emotion.

Just then, a cold system notification sounded in Ling Han's mind without warning:
【Ding! 】

[Faction Mission Phase Settlement:]

[Target: The four former affiliated sects of the Clear Sky Sect (Strength, Defense, Agility, and Breakthrough)]

[Completion Status:]

[The Clan of Power (Titans): Eradicated.]

[The Minzhi Clan (White Crane): Erased.]

[The Imperial Clan (Niu Gao): Subdued.]

[The Broken Clan (Yang Wudi): Subdued.]

[Task Reward Distribution:]

[1. Eliminate 2 targets: Reward 20000 Summoning Points.]

[2. Tame Target x2: Reward: 20000 Summoning Points.]

[Current total Summoning Points: 40000.]

A barely perceptible glint flashed deep within Ling Han's icy blue eyes. He subtly activated his system:
"Consume 20000 Summoning Points to perform two summons."

[Ding! 20000 Summoning Points consumed, Summoning begins.]

[Summoning]

The council chamber remained deathly silent.

Niu Gao, Yang Wudi, and the others only sensed that the young master's aura seemed to become even deeper and colder for a moment, but they didn't know what had happened.

[Summoning successful! 】

[Congratulations, host, you have obtained:]

【1. Sword Maniac Ji Juechen (Loyalty: 100%)】

[Identity: Swordplay Prodigy]

[Martial Soul: Sword (Unnamed, innate martial soul, immense potential).] (The name "Martial Soul Sword" sounds nice.)
[Soul Power Level: 79 Soul Saint (Peak)]

[Characteristics: Obsessed with the way of the sword, single-minded, with pure and sharp sword intent, capable of challenging opponents of higher levels.]

【2. Bright Dragon Butterfly - Wang Dong'er (Loyalty: 100%)】

[Identity: ??? (Memory is restricted by system rules).]

[Martial Soul: Goddess of Light Butterfly (Top-tier Beast Martial Soul, possessing both ultimate light and resilient power).]

[Soul Power Level: Level 88 Soul Douluo.] [Characteristics: Lively and agile personality, resilient heart, pure and powerful Light attribute, natural affinity for the host.]

hum!
Without warning, the space in the center of the council hall began to distort, and two dazzling beams of light appeared out of thin air!

The light on the left side receded, revealing the figure of a young man.

He was tall and slender, dressed in plain, faded clothes, with a stern face but exceptionally bright and sharp eyes, as if they held two unsheathed swords!
He had a long sword wrapped in rags slung across his back. The way he stood there, he exuded a pure and extreme sword intent, with a restrained yet piercing sharpness!
It was Ji Juechen!
The moment he appeared, his gaze was instantly drawn to Ling Han. In the eyes of that pure swordsman, there was a fanaticism and absolute loyalty to find the ultimate goal!

He bowed slightly, his voice as clear and melodious as the ringing of a sword: "Ji Juechen greets Young Master!"

The light on the right side was even more dazzling and soft, like the breaking of dawn!

As the light faded, a stunningly beautiful young woman stood gracefully.

She had long, light blue hair that cascaded down to her waist like the finest silk, her skin was as white as snow, and her features were exquisitely sculpted as if by a divine craftsman. Her large, light blue eyes were bright and clear, as if they contained the stars and the sea.

What's most eye-catching is the pair of enormous butterfly wings that slowly unfurl behind her!
The butterfly wings were a magnificent golden-pink color, with a soft halo flowing along the edges. Each slight flap brought with it specks of golden dust, making it sacred and beautiful.

The girl exuded a pure and powerful aura of light, and her soul power fluctuations had reached the Soul Douluo level!
She looked around curiously, and when her gaze finally landed on Ling Han on the throne, her pink and blue eyes lit up instantly, as if she had found the warmest harbor, filled with natural closeness and undisguised joy.

She took a light step forward, her voice as clear and melodious as a lark's: "Wang Dong'er greets the young master!" Her bright and radiant smile seemed to instantly dispel half the chill in the hall.

The appearance of the two summoned characters, especially Wang Dong'er, who is at the Contra Douluo level, and her dazzling Light Dragon Butterfly Martial Soul, once again stirred up a storm in the hearts of Niu Gao, Yang Wudi, and other newly surrendered members!
The look in their eyes as they gazed at Ling Han was even more awe-inspiring, like that of a god!
This young master's methods are simply unfathomable!
Ling Han's gaze swept over the two of them, pausing almost imperceptibly on Wang Dong'er's pure, bright, and inexplicably close aura before he spoke, his voice still icy:

"Ji Juechen."

"Your subordinate is here!" Ji Juechen clasped his hands in a fist salute, his voice as sharp as the clang of a sword.

"From this day forward, you are the leader of the 'Broken Edge Hall'." Ling Han's order left no room for doubt.

A glint of sword light flashed in Ji Juechen's eyes, and without hesitation, he replied, "Yes, sir!"

"Where the sword points, nothing can stop the enemy!"

Ling Han's gaze shifted to Yang Wudi, whose face instantly turned extremely ugly.

"Yang Wudi".

Yang Wudi stiffened and lowered his head with difficulty: "Your subordinate... is here."

The veins on the back of his hand, which was gripping the Soul-Breaking Spear, bulged.

"You are the deputy head of the 'Breaking Edge Hall', assisting Head Ji, and in charge of equipment tempering and the inheritance of attack techniques."

Ling Han's voice was calm, yet it struck Yang Wudi's heart like a heavy hammer.

To assist?

A level 79 Soul Saint?!
The immense humiliation almost made him explode on the spot!

But when he looked up and met Ling Han's blue eyes that seemed to freeze everything, and the indifferent gaze of the blonde woman beside the throne, all his anger was suppressed by a chilling fear.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and he squeezed out two words through clenched teeth: "...Yes, sir."

"Dong'er." Ling Han's gaze fell on the bright and cheerful girl in the prince's eyes, who was like a little sun.

"Yes, young master!" Wang Dong'er responded immediately, her voice light and cheerful, her pink and blue butterfly wings fluttering slightly with delight.

"You will stay by my side." Ling Han's command was concise.

"great!"

"Yes, young master!" Wang Dong'er smiled radiantly, as if she had received the best gift. She took a few light steps and stood below the throne steps, her position closer to Ling Han than that of Niu Gao, Yang Wudi, and the others.

She curiously examined the throne so close to her, then secretly glanced at Wang Qiu'er, who stood beside the throne with an aura as powerful as molten gold and radiant golden hair, her big eyes filled with curiosity.

(End of this chapter)