Douluo Continent: The Martial Soul Luo Sanpao, a Counterattack Against the Dragon God

Chapter 7 Ning Yuyan, Nine-Treasure Glazed Dragon, Level 96 Glazed Douluo! Bibi Dong: Hunting Time
From childhood to adulthood, apart from her parents, no one gave her warmth.

Before his death, his greatest regret was that he could not see her return to the sect.

But after her parents died, her last connection with the sect was completely severed.

"I see."

Ning Fengzhi nodded. He knew that ordinary clan sentiments could not move his cousin, whose heart had turned to ice.

Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath and finally threw out his chip.

"I've come here to ask my cousin to return to the sect and oversee things for a while, until I return after absorbing my soul ring. In exchange..."

Ning Fengzhi's gaze became incredibly sincere.

"I swear in the name of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School Master that from now on, I will use all the trade routes, connections and wealth of the sect that are spread across the continent, at all costs, to help you find someone."

Ning Yuyan's hand, which was holding the teacup, froze in mid-air.

Ning Fengzhi stared at her and said, word by word:

"Searching for... Yu Jingcheng!"

"Bang!"

The teacup slipped from Ning Yuyan's hand and shattered on the stone table.

Scalding hot tea splashed onto her hands, but she seemed oblivious.

Ning Yuyan suddenly raised her head, and for the first time, her usually calm eyes showed intense emotion.

Shock, doubt, longing, pain... a mix of emotions.

"What did you say?"

Ning Yuyan's voice trembled slightly with excitement.

For sixty years, she has been cultivating herself while searching on her own.

But the mainland is so vast that finding one person is like finding a needle in a haystack.

Ning Yuyan did return to her sect to seek help.

No matter how much she pleaded or how humble her attitude was.

However, the previous sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School still refused without hesitation.

They even said that the two good-for-nothings were a perfect match.

After Ning Fengzhi became the sect leader, Ning Yuyan once again approached the sect hoping for their assistance.

However, Ning Fengzhi used the previous sect leader's words as an excuse to resolutely refuse.

Therefore, Ning Yuyan became completely disillusioned with the sect.

She even once thought that Yu Jingcheng was no longer alive.

Until today, the sky has fallen!
Ning Yuyan then discovered that Yu Jingcheng was not only alive, but had also reached a level she could hardly imagine!
"Cousin, you are all alone, and your strength is ultimately limited."

Ning Fengzhi struck while the iron was hot.

"But our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is different. We are incredibly wealthy, our caravans travel to every corner of the continent, and our informants are spread across the two great empires."

As long as he remains on this continent, as long as he has ever appeared, we will definitely find clues!

Ning Yuyan's breathing became rapid.

She knew that Ning Fengzhi was telling the truth.

She searched for sixty years without success, but for a behemoth like the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, it might not be a difficult task.

Back then, Yu Jingcheng handed her that Qiluo tulip, helping her martial soul evolve into the Nine Treasure Glazed Dragon.

It changed the course of her life.

Yu Jingcheng once said to her:
"Yu Yan, your martial soul is not a lizard, but a dragon waiting to bloom."

"Wait for me. Wait until I find a way to transform my martial spirit into a dragon, then I'll come back to find you."

She waited, she waited for sixty years.

Now, he has transformed into a dragon, but he has disappeared.

After a long silence, Ning Yuyan slowly closed her eyes. When she opened them again, all her emotions had vanished, leaving only a resolute look in her eyes.

"it is good."

Ning Yuyan only said one word.

The weight that had been hanging over Ning Fengzhi's heart finally lifted. He solemnly stood up and bowed deeply to Ning Yuyan:
"Thank you, cousin."

"The safety of our sect rests in your hands."

Ning Yuyan didn't look at him again. She simply reached out and gently brushed the broken teacup fragments, as if caressing a memory that had been sealed away for sixty years.

"Jade Jingcheng..."

"This time, I will definitely find you."

Qibao Glazed Sect.

The following morning, the atmosphere in the sect's council hall was solemn. Ning Fengzhi handed over sect affairs to several core elders one by one.

He only said that he would be going into seclusion with Sword Bone Douluo for a period of time to comprehend the mysteries of the Heavenly Blessing.

The matter of hunting for spirit rings was kept secret.

Although the elders had doubts, they did not ask further questions out of absolute trust in their sect leader.

Just as Ning Fengzhi was about to set off, a cool yet powerful aura enveloped the entire Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Mountain without warning.

This aura was neither as sharp and overt as Sword Douluo's, nor as unpredictable and domineering as Bone Douluo's.

Yet it carried a higher level of pressure originating from the depths of one's bloodline.

It made the martial spirits within all the disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School tremble, as if they were paying homage to a king.

"This...this is?!"

The expressions of several elders changed drastically.

Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo opened their eyes at the same time, their faces showing complex expressions.

"She is here."

Sword Douluo Chen Xin said slowly.

Before the words were finished, a figure in plain clothes quietly appeared in the center of the hall, as if she had always been standing there.

It was Ning Yuyan.

"Tama...Tamaken?!"

An elderly man gasped in disbelief, his eyes wide with disbelief.

He recognized the face; it was the girl from decades ago who was considered a "disgrace" because of her mutated martial soul and eventually left the sect!

"Her soul power pressure... how is that possible!"

"It's...it's above me and that old monster!"

"Bone Douluo Gu Rong cried out in a hoarse voice."

Gu Rong could sense that Ning Yuyan's soul power had reached a level that even he had to look up to.

At the very least, his soul power has reached level 96, and he may even have stepped into level 97!
Ning Yuyan ignored the crowd's shock, and simply cast her cold gaze at Ning Fengzhi:

"I am coming.

I will keep an eye on the sect for you.

You'd better not forget your promise.

"Don't worry, cousin."

Ning Fengzhi nodded solemnly to her, then turned to Jian Gu and the other two.

"Uncle Jian, Uncle Gu, let's go!"

"it is good!"

Three streaks of light shot into the sky, flying at an astonishing speed towards the Starry Sky Forest in the southeast.

Until they disappeared into the horizon.

The elders in the main hall had just recovered from the shock brought by Ning Yuyan. Looking at this "clan member" whose aura was unfathomable, their hearts were stirred with even greater waves than when the sky had fallen yesterday.

It turns out that their sect is hiding such an unparalleled expert!
……

Wuhun City, the Pope's Palace.

In the dimly lit hall, Ghost Douluo's ghostly figure appeared like a wisp of smoke, kneeling on one knee before Bibi Dong's throne.

"Your Holiness, the intelligence has been confirmed."

Ning Fengzhi, along with Sword and Bone Douluo, left the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, their destination being the Star Dou Great Forest.

On the throne, Bibi Dong slowly opened her eyes, her purple pupils flashing with icy killing intent.

"very good.

He finally couldn't hold back any longer.

Bibi Dong sneered.

"A support-type Soul Master dares to dream of becoming a Title Douluo?"

Heaven gave him a chance, and I, with my own hands, crushed that chance!

"Send the order!"

"My subordinate is here!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo Yueguan, who was standing to the side, bowed and replied.

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