Douluo: My summoning cards can generate Title Douluo

Chapter 60 The Old Fox Ning Fengzhi (Please read on...please add to your favorites...please vote with monthly tickets...please recommend...)
At this moment, Chenxin had already admitted defeat and retreated.

Ji Juechen also sheathed his longsword, his body swayed, his face was as pale as paper, obviously he had exhausted himself, but his eyes were still as bright as stars.

Ling Han stepped forward, his calm voice resounding throughout the arena: "Senior Sword Douluo, you flatter me."

"This battle proves the way of the sword. Ji Juechen of the Beast God Pavilion won because of his pure sword intent."

Chen Xin looked at Ling Han with a complex expression, which finally turned into a long sigh: "Young Master Ling Han, the Beast God Pavilion... its profound foundation is truly admirable!"

"Young friend Ji's swordsmanship is beyond my reach!"

"This battle has shown me a higher realm of swordsmanship!"

"I have to thank you very much, young friend Ji!"

Ling Han nodded slightly and said no more.

Wang Qiu'er flashed and appeared beside Ji Juechen, a pure and gentle force lifting his swaying body.

Wang Dong'er also flew over immediately. Her pure, luminous soul power, like warm sunshine, flowed continuously into Ji Juechen's body, nourishing his overdrawn body and spirit. Her little face was full of admiration: "Hall Master Ji, you are so amazing!"

"Take a break!"

Ling Han glanced one last time at Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo, who were stunned and speechless. His gaze was calm and unwavering, yet it made the two giants of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School feel unprecedented pressure.

Ling Han turned to leave, with Wang Qiu'er carrying the exhausted Ji Juechen and Wang Dong'er following closely behind.

However, a gentle voice, carrying an undeniable urgency to retain the person, rang out:
"Pavilion Master Linghan, please wait!"

With a warm smile, Ning Fengzhi strode forward and blocked Ling Han and his group's path.

His gaze swept over Ji Juechen, who was seriously injured but whose eyes were still sharp, and then fell on Ling Han's icy handsome face. His smile widened: "It is a great honor for our sect for the Pavilion Master to personally come to my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School to verify the sword path."

"If we let the Pavilion Master leave like this, wouldn't it be said that I, Ning, have neglected my distinguished guest and do not know etiquette?"

He turned slightly to the side, making an inviting gesture: "Please, Pavilion Master, move to the Glazed Palace. I, Rong Ning, have prepared some light tea to show my hospitality."

"His Highness the Crown Prince is also here, so it's a good opportunity for us to have a chat." A shrewd glint, like that of an old fox, flashed deep in his eyes.

The power displayed by the Beast God Pavilion was too astonishing, especially Ji Juechen's earth-shattering sword strike and the heart-palpitating aura in the sky. Although Ning Fengzhi's perception was not as clear as Xue Gu Shu's, he vaguely sensed that there was a terrifying presence protecting him, which made him have to seize every opportunity to get closer to the relationship.

Letting Ling Han into the hall was the first step.

Ling Han's icy blue eyes swept over Ning Fengzhi, then glanced at Xue Qinghe beside him, whose expression was gentle but whose eyes held a deep probing look, and pondered for a moment.

The system task completion notification has already sounded in my mind:

【Ding! 】

[Second Stage of Faction Mission: Challenge and defeat a renowned Title Douluo (Chen Xin) to complete!]

【mission rewards:】

[1. Summoning Points: 10000 points (already issued).]

[2. One 1-year-old selectable soul bone (already issued to system space).]

[Current total Summoning Points: 30000.]

He hesitated for a moment, as if he were merely considering the itinerary, before speaking indifferently, "Very well."

"Since I have nothing else to do, I'll take this opportunity to bother you."

Ning Fengzhi's smile widened: "Please, Pavilion Master!" "Please, everyone!" He personally led the way.

Chen Xin and Gu Rong, the Bone Douluo, exchanged a glance, both seeing the complexity and a hint of expectation in each other's eyes.

Xue Qinghe maintained the composure of a prince, following Ning Fengzhi's side, his mind racing as he tried to figure out Ning Fengzhi's intentions.

The group entered the magnificent and splendid Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Hall.

The interior of the hall is elegantly and luxuriously decorated, with shimmering glazed tiles.

Ning Fengzhi invited Ling Han to sit in the host and guest seats, while Xue Qinghe sat in the other host seat.

Wang Qiu'er stood quietly half a step behind Ling Han like the most loyal guard. Her golden dragon eyes swept across the entire scene indifferently, and her powerful aura made the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School disciples standing in the hall dare not breathe.

Wang Dong'er curiously examined the glass decorations in the hall, her pink and blue butterfly wings slightly folded, and she stood obediently on the other side of Ling Han.

Ji Juechen was seated on a soft chair to the side, where he received initial treatment from a support-type Soul Master from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. He closed his eyes to regulate his breathing, as if everything in the hall was irrelevant to him.

Ning Feng, the master of ceremonies, served him the finest tea. After exchanging a few pleasantries, the conversation naturally turned to the Beast God Pavilion and Ji Juechen's earth-shattering sword strike.

His words were full of praise, elevating Ji Juechen to the pinnacle of swordsmanship, while subtly probing the origins and intentions of the Beast God Pavilion.

Xue Qinghe also joined in at the opportune moment, expressing his "attention" and "goodwill" towards the newly powerful force in his capacity as the Crown Prince of the Empire. His words were appropriate and watertight.

Ling Han was a man of few words, spending most of his time quietly sipping tea. Occasionally, he would respond with a few words, but they were always brief and indifferent, maintaining a perfect air of mystery.

Wang Qiu'er remained on guard and showed no reaction to the outside world.

Just then, light footsteps and a girl's clear voice came from outside the hall:
"father!"

"Grandpa Jian!"

"Grandpa Bone!"

"Rongrong has come to play with you!"

Before the words were finished, a girl as elfin as a sprite skipped and hopped in.

She wore a blue dress, her skin was as white as snow, and she had long, smooth brown hair. Her face was as delicate as a porcelain doll, and her big eyes were bright and mischievous. She was none other than Ning Rongrong, the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School! (According to the timeline, she should be 7 or 8 years old.)
As soon as she entered the main hall, her lively smile froze on her face.

Because she discovered that the main hall was full of strangers!
The father sat in the main seat, with Grandpa Sword, Grandpa Bone, and the Crown Prince sitting beside him; this was quite normal.

But who is that handsome but aloof older brother with long, icy blue hair on the other side?

Who is the blonde, golden-eyed beauty standing behind him, who looks like a fairy from a painting?

There was also a girl with beautiful butterfly wings next to her, staring at her sister with wide, curious eyes.

In the corner was a pale-faced older brother with his eyes closed. His clothes were tattered.

The unfamiliar yet powerful aura made Ning Rongrong instinctively feel a little nervous. She subconsciously restrained her playful nature and timidly hid behind Chen Xin, who was closest to her. She peeked out and curiously and warily looked at Ling Han and the others.

"Rongrong, don't be rude!" Ning Fengzhi scolded lightly, but there was not much reproach in his tone. Instead, there was a hint of a smile that was hard to detect.

He stood up and introduced to Ling Han, "Sect Master Ling, this is my daughter Rongrong. She is very unruly and has made you laugh." He then turned to Ning Rongrong and beckoned, "Rongrong, come here quickly and greet Sect Master Ling Han of the Beast God Pavilion."

Ning Rongrong walked over slowly, her big eyes darting around, and gave a crisp bow: "Rongrong greets Pavilion Master Ling."

She secretly glanced at Ling Han and thought this "pavilion master" looked so handsome and cold.

(End of this chapter)