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Chapter 504 Extra: The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, the Last Sect Master

Qibao Mountain.

Five years have passed since the Douluo Federation was officially established.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, which was destroyed by war in the past, has long since been rebuilt.

The mountain gate remains magnificent.

The nine-story glazed pagoda gleamed in the sunlight.

just.

The atmosphere in the sect today is somewhat different.

Inside the Seven Treasures Hall.

Almost all the high-ranking members of the sects were present.

Ning Fengzhi sat in the sect leader's seat.

left.

Sword Douluo Chenxin.

Right.

Ancient banyan tree.

Ning Rongrong stood in the center of the main hall.

Besides.

Dozens of sect elders, deacons, and younger disciples all wore solemn expressions.

Everyone knows.

today.

Ning Fengzhi is about to announce a momentous event that could change the future of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

An elder with white hair spoke first.

"metropolitan."

"Miss Rongrong's Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda is now completely stable."

"His soul power, talent, and temperament are all sufficient to inherit the position of sect leader."

"The situation on the mainland is now stable."

I think so.

"It's time to formally establish the young sect leader."

The words fell.

Many elders in the main hall nodded in agreement.

"good."

"Miss Rongrong is the sect leader's only daughter."

"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda has been evolved into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda."

"From both a moral and logical standpoint."

"She should be the next sect leader."

"I second that opinion."

I second that.

The crowd was buzzing with discussion.

Ning Rongrong stood there.

But he remained silent.

Ning Fengzhi did not respond immediately.

He just listened quietly.

Until everyone gradually quieted down.

He then slowly opened his mouth.

"You all think so."

"Should Rongrong become the next sect leader?"

"yes!"

They almost unanimously agreed.

Ning Fengzhi nodded.

next moment.

But then he said something that stunned everyone.

"But I have summoned you all today."

"It's not for the purpose of establishing a young sect leader."

"It's for announcement purposes."

"From me onwards."

"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will no longer have a hereditary sect leader."

The hall fell into a deathly silence.

Many people even doubted that they had misheard.

The white-haired elder suddenly stood up.

"metropolitan!"

"What does this mean?"

"There is no sect leader."

"What kind of sect is the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?"

Ning Fengzhi calmly said, "I did not say that I would abolish the position of sect leader."

"I'm right."

"No more hereditary succession."

"The next sect leader."

"It's not because my surname is Ning."

"Not because she's my daughter."

"It doesn't mean that possessing the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda automatically grants you this position."

Everyone was completely stunned.

An elder said urgently, "But the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has been around for hundreds of years—"

"How has it been over the past few centuries?"

Ning Fengzhi interrupted.

"We've been like this for hundreds of years."

"So this has to be the case from now on?"

"If all systems are simply because they were left by our ancestors, then they can never be changed."

"Then why does Douluo Continent still need to establish a federation?"

No one spoke.

Ning Fengzhi slowly stood up.

His gaze swept across the entire hall.

"past."

"Sects need bloodlines to survive."

"They need the protection of the strong."

"Because no one will uphold justice for us."

"A sect without a titled Douluo."

"There are no powerful Soul Masters."

"Others will dare to come and kill us."

"Robbing wealth."

"Slaughtering disciples."

Speaking of it.

Chen Xin and Gu Rong's eyes both flickered slightly.

They lived through that era.

So I know better than anyone else.

Ning Fengzhi is right.

"But things are different now."

Ning Fengzhi continued, "The Douluo Federation will establish unified laws."

"Soul Masters who kill ordinary people need to be tried."

"Even titled Douluo cannot be above the law."

"Sects are not allowed to have private armies."

"What if the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School continues to operate in the old family-based manner?"

"Sooner or later it will clash with the new era."

An elder couldn't help but ask, "What changes does the sect leader plan to make?"

Ning Fengzhi did not answer.

Instead, he picked up a document that had been prepared on the table.

"Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School"

"It will be split into three parts from now on."

"First."

"Qibao Merchant Guild."

"Responsible for the original sect's commercial system."

"Comply with federal law."

"Pay taxes normally."

"No disciple of any sect may use their status as a Soul Master to force merchants to cooperate."

"second."

"Nine Treasures Academy."

"Recruiting students from across the entire mainland."

"Regardless of whether or not the surname is Ning."

"Regardless of whether it is the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul or not."

"As long as you pass the assessment."

"Anyone is welcome to enter."

"third."

"Seven Treasures Sect".

"Preserve the sect's heritage."

"The position of sect leader shall be elected by all of you, and the one with the best virtue shall be appointed."

"And what about Miss Rongrong?"

Ning Fengzhi looked at his daughter.

Ning Rongrong finally smiled.

"I?"

"I'm not prepared to be the sect leader."

Everyone: "————"

An elder became anxious.

"Miss!"

"You are a nine-jeweled glazed pagoda!"

"so what?"

Ning Rongrong asked in return.

"What necessary connection is there between the Nine-Treasured Glazed Tile Pagoda and becoming the sect leader?"

The elder opened his mouth.

He was speechless.

Ning Rongrong continued, "I prefer to assist others in battle."

"I also enjoy teaching students."

"Let me sit in the patriarch's seat every day and approve documents."

"I don't want to."

Ning Fengzhi's face darkened slightly.

Why does this sentence sound so familiar?

next to.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin suddenly burst out laughing.

"Ha ha ha ha."

"Charm".

"It seems Rongrong really doesn't want to take over your job."

Bone Douluo was also gloating.

"I told you that already."

"This girl has never been able to sit still since she was little."

"Let her handle sect affairs every day."

"In less than three months."

"She has to run."

Ning Rongrong immediately hugged Gu Rong's arm.

"Grandpa Bone understands me best."

Chen Xin's face darkened.

"And what about me?"

"Grandpa Sword understands too!"

"Perfunctory."

The tense atmosphere in the entire hall was broken.

The situation immediately eased considerably.

But the white-haired elder was still somewhat worried.

"metropolitan."

"What if the people elected later are not capable enough?"

Ning Fengzhi smiled.

"Then let's change it."

"What if there's embezzlement?"

"Send him to the federal court."

"What if you betray the sect?"

"Change it."

"If we can't even replace a wrong sect leader."

"On the contrary, the entire sect will have to follow him down the wrong path."

"That kind of system."

"That's when it's truly dangerous."

Everyone fell silent.

In many people's minds.

He even couldn't help but think of the former Haotian Sect.

The Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family.

Even the Spirit Hall.

A force.

If all decisions depend on one person.

That person is wise.

Their power then flourished.

But what if that person goes crazy?

The entire organization.

They all had to be buried with them.

A long time passed.

Sword Douluo suddenly spoke.

"I support it."

Everyone looked at him.

Chen Xin remained calm.

"The Way of the Sword".

"The worst thing you can do is think that the sword techniques of your predecessors cannot be changed."

"If you only practice what your ancestors left behind."

"That will never allow you to surpass your ancestors."

Bone Douluo nodded as well.

"I have no objection either."

"Both of the sect's guardian Douluos agree."

Others eventually accepted it.

Ning Fengzhi watched this scene unfold.

Exhale gently.

in fact.

To make this decision.

It wasn't easy for him either.

His life.

He devoted almost all his time to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

He took over as sect leader when he was young.

They arrived at the sect only to be attacked by the Spirit Hall.

Then came participation in the war on the mainland.

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

His life was already intertwined with hers.

But that's precisely why.

He truly wanted it to live.

They don't live under the control of the Ning family.

Instead, it is living in an era that has already changed.

End of the meeting.

The group gradually left.

Only Ning Fengzhi, Ning Rongrong, Sword Douluo, and Bone Douluo remained in the main hall.

Ning Rongrong suddenly walked to her father's side.

"dad."

"Um?"

"Are you reluctant to part with it?"

Ning Fengzhi was stunned for a moment.

He looked at the sect leader's chair, which he had sat in for decades.

a long time.

He smiled and said, "A little."

Ning Rongrong hugged her father's arm.

"Then you can continue being one."

"Anyway, you'll definitely still be the sect leader in the first election."

Ning Fengzhi shook his head.

"No."

Why?

I'm tired.

Only two words.

Ning Rongrong was stunned.

She suddenly realized.

I don't know when it started.

My father's temples are already turning gray.

She had always thought so.

Ning Fengzhi will always stand there.

Holding a seven-jeweled glazed pagoda in his hand.

calm.

Wise.

It's as if any problem can be solved.

But in the end, he was just a person.

You will get hurt.

I will get tired.

They will grow old too.

Ning Fengzhi looked up.

Looking at the main hall that has been with me for decades.

"after."

I want to go out for a walk.

"Let's go check out the Soul Guidance Cities on the Sun and Moon Continent."

"Take a look at the current experimental zone for human-animal coexistence in the Star Dou Great Forest."

"Let's also go and see the new world that Tang Chuan has built."

Gu Rong immediately replied, "Count me in."

Chen Xin said calmly, "Go."

"Of course I'll go too."

Ning Fengzhi smiled.

"it is good."

"Then there are the three of us old guys."

"Go out for one more walk."

Ning Rongrong immediately said, "I'll go too!"

All three of them looked at her at the same time.

"No, I won't bring it."

"On what grounds?"

"Didn't you say you were going to be a teacher at Jiubao Academy?"

Ning Rongrong: "————"

She suddenly realized.

It seems like I've been tricked by my father.

Six months later.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School held its first open election for sect leader.

Ning Fengzhi did not participate.

Ning Rongrong did not participate either.

finally.

A collateral disciple who has followed the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School for over twenty years.

He became the first sect leader whose surname was not Ning.

And that day.

Ning Fengzhi had already boarded an ordinary soul-guided train with Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo.

Three people were sitting in the carriage.

There were no attendants around.

There was no ceremonial retinue for the patriarch.

There were no Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School disciples surrounding them.

Bone Douluo leaned against the window.

"Charm".

Do you regret it?

Ning Fengzhi gazed out the window at the receding fields.

A gentle smile.

No regrets.

"I used to always think about it."

"How can we ensure the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's legacy lasts for ten thousand years?"

"I understand now."

"A legacy that can truly last for ten thousand years."

"It has never been the Ning family name."

outside the window.

The train sped off into the distance.

An era belonging to hereditary sects.

And so it went, along with the figures of these three old men as they walked away.

It will gradually come to an end.

Side Story: Sword Douluo, Does a Sword Always Need a Martial Soul?

Douluo Federation.

Jiubao Academy.

Basic swordsmanship course.

There were many people attending the class today.

There is only one reason.

The instructor's name is Chen Xin.

That's right.

Seven Killings Sword, Dust in the Heart.

He was once a level 97 peak Douluo.

One of the top swordsmen recognized in mainland China.

Although the title of Douluo is no longer as unattainable as it used to be.

The words "Sword Douluo" are acceptable.

It still represents the finest sword of that era.

On the playground.

Hundreds of students stood in neat rows.

The vast majority of them are students with sword, knife, or weapon spirit.

Only in the corner.

There stood a boy who didn't fit in.

Eleven or twelve years old.

He is not tall.

The clothes have turned faded from washing.

the most important is.

He has no soul power.

To be precise.

His martial spirit awakening failed.

An ordinary person without soul power.

Chen Xin walked into the playground.

All students immediately fell silent.

What are we going to talk about today?

Someone shouted expectantly, "The Seven Kill Sword Technique!"

Another shouted, "Man and sword as one!"

Someone else said, "Grandpa Sword."

I just finished speaking.

His companion quickly covered his mouth.

Chen Xin's face darkened instantly.

This title.

Ning Rongrong called out, so be it.

Why is the whole college shouting this now?

He coughed lightly.

"today."

"They won't even talk about any soul skills."

Everyone was taken aback.

Chen Xin took the weapon from the side rack.

Pick up the most ordinary wooden sword.

"Practice only one movement."

"prick."

The students were visibly disappointed.

They came to see the ultimate techniques of the Title Douluo.

Is that all?

Chen Xin offered no explanation.

The wooden sword thrusts forward.

very slow.

It's as ordinary as it gets.

"Again."

The second sword strike.

The third sword strike.

Up to the hundredth sword.

Finally, one of the students couldn't hold back any longer.

"Senior Chenxin."

"We all know how to do that."

The worldly desires ceased.

"Metropolitan?"

"Um."

"Then you come."

The students walked out excitedly.

Release your martial spirit.

It turned out to be a longsword of decent quality.

Three spirit rings, one yellow and one purple, rose up.

Three Rings Soul Master.

This is already considered excellent for someone this age.

"Stab that rock."

The young man thrust out his sword.

clang!

Sparks flew.

A white mark appeared on the stone surface.

Everyone cheered.

Chen Xin asked, "How much force did you use?"

"Eighty percent."

"What if the enemy is just half a foot in front of the tip of your sword?"

The boy was stunned.

"Half a foot?"

"Do you still have time to recharge?"

"."

"What if my soul power runs out?"

"...

."

"What if the martial soul is sealed?"

The boy was completely unable to answer.

Chen Xin retrieved the wooden sword.

Suddenly, a sword was thrust out.

No martial spirit.

No spirit rings.

No one even sensed any fluctuations in soul power.

puff.

That wooden sword.

It actually pierced straight into the stone.

The entire playground fell silent instantly.

Chen Xin calmly replied, "The sword."

"First and foremost, it's a weapon."

"And then comes the Martial Soul."

"You now possess the Sword Martial Soul."

"I then felt that soul skills were everything."

"I don't know how to use my first soul skill."

"The second soul skill."

"The second soul skill cannot break through the defense."

"Third Soul Skill".

"But what if one day..."

"What if your soul power is exhausted?"

"What if the spirit rings are sealed?"

No one spoke.

Chen Xin pointed to his hand.

"Grasp the sword."

"Draw your sword."

"pace."

"distance."

"opportunity."

"These things."

"No spirit rings are needed."

The boy in the corner who has no soul power.

But his eyes grew brighter and brighter.

The course has ended.

The students left one after another.

But the child did not leave.

Chen Xin had noticed him long ago.

"What's up?"

The boy hesitated for a moment.

"Teacher Chenxin."

"Can I learn swordsmanship?"

"Why not?"

The boy was stunned.

"But I have no soul power."

"I know."

"My martial spirit didn't awaken successfully either."

"I can tell."

"That----"

The boy's voice grew softer and softer.

"They all say so."

"Practicing swordsmanship without soul power is meaningless."

Chen Xin asked, "You practice swordsmanship to become a Title Douluo?"

The boy shook his head.

"no."

"To become a god?"

"no."

"Then why?"

The boy said earnestly, "I like it."

Chen Xin remained silent for a few seconds.

Suddenly, she threw the wooden sword in her hand to him.

The boy caught it in a flurry of activity.

"Since you like it."

"Then let's practice."

The boy looked up in disbelief.

"real?"

"When did I ever say that?"

"Only Soul Masters can wield swords?"

The boy gripped the wooden sword tightly.

"But----"

"I'll definitely be unable to defeat a Soul Master in the future."

Chen Xin said calmly, "Then we can't beat them."

"Practicing swordsmanship."

"What does being invincible have to do with it?"

The boy was stunned.

Chen Xin stood with his hands behind his back.

Walk away into the distance.

"Tomorrow morning."

"Before sunrise."

"A thousand thrusts."

The boy's eyes suddenly lit up.

"yes!"

"Late once."

"two thousand."

"yes!"

"One wrong movement."

"Add one hundred."

The boy's excitement froze slightly.

But next second.

He answered loudly, "Yes!"

The next morning.

When Chen Xin arrived at the playground.

The child is already there.

One sword.

One sword.

Continuously thrust forward.

The movements were ugly.

My arms were shaking.

Even the area between the thumb and forefinger was worn raw.

Chen Xin stood in the distance.

I didn't go over to help.

I only watched for a short while.

A slight smile played at the corners of her lips.

Several hundred years ago.

Almost everyone on the mainland believes this.

No soul power.

They were destined to be just ordinary people.

now.

The Federation is increasingly using soul tools.

Ordinary people can also drive soul-guided vehicles.

Use tools.

Enter the college.

Learn knowledge that was previously only accessible to Soul Masters.

Maybe one day.

The enormous gap between "Soul Masters" and "ordinary people".

It will also become smaller and smaller.

Chen Xin suddenly felt...

This might be better than the emergence of another level 99 peerless Douluo.

It's more meaningful.

Extra Chapter: The First Truly Free God-Given Soul Ring - The Douluo Federation's Seventh Year of Establishment.

Nottingham.

Branch Hall of the Spirit Hall.

Nowadays.

A very long queue had formed here.

But they didn't come to awaken their martial spirit.

Instead, receive—

A divinely bestowed soul ring.

Since Tang Chuan rewrote the rules of the God Realm.

The divinely bestowed soul rings are no longer something that only those who inherit the divine test can obtain.

Ordinary Soul Masters only need to reach the bottleneck.

Registration complete.

You can then apply.

Based on the Soul Master's physical endurance.

A suitable soul ring is automatically formed by the laws of the divine realm.

This system.

It almost fundamentally changed the relationship between Soul Masters and Soul Beasts that had lasted for tens of thousands of years.

But when the system was first implemented.

Many people simply don't believe it.

Especially in remote areas.

"A divinely bestowed soul ring?"

"Free of charge?"

"What kind of good thing is that?"

"Does this mean we'll have to serve the gods from now on?"

"I heard that after receiving it, your soul will return to the realm of gods when you die."

All sorts of rumors are flying around.

Inside the main hall of the Nottingham branch temple.

A middle-aged peasant woman was clinging tightly to her son.

"We don't want it."

"daughter."

"don't want!"

"Free things are the most expensive!"

The boy looked utterly helpless.

"The college teachers all say it's true."

"What do teachers know?"

The woman lowered her voice.

"Your father said so."

"In the past, hunting a hundred-year-old soul beast would cost dozens of gold soul coins just to hire a soul hunting team."

"Now it's suddenly being given away for free."

There's definitely something wrong.

juvenile:"----"

Just as the mother and son were arguing.

A sound suddenly came from the front of the group.

"Next."

A little girl, about seven or eight years old, walked onto the stage.

Martial Spirit.

An ordinary wood-chopping knife.

Innate Soul Power Level 3.

Level 10 now.

Staff completed the testing.

Confirm physical strength.

He then took out a federal identity crystal card.

"Confirm application for the first spirit ring?"

The little girl nodded nervously.

"confirm."

In the center of the hall.

The divinely bestowed soul ring magic array lit up.

Countless golden specks of light appeared from the void.

finally.

A pale yellow spirit ring formed above the girl's head.

The people around immediately fell silent.

The girl sat down cross-legged.

Absorption begins.

In less than half an hour.

The spirit rings are now completely stable.

She opened her eyes.

Excitedly releasing his martial spirit.

"First Soul Skill!"

"firewood!"

The knife fell.

Click!

The training stakes were split open.

The entire hall fell silent for two seconds.

Then someone couldn't help but ask, "Isn't the name of this soul skill a bit too—"

The staff member's lips twitched.

The little girl was overjoyed.

"I'll definitely be super fast at chopping wood for Grandpa from now on!"

Everyone:

in the corner.

A young man dressed in an ordinary robe witnessed this scene.

A smile appeared on his face.

It was Tang Chuan.

Today marks the first official opening of the Divine Soul Ring system in Notting City.

He came down specifically to take a look.

I didn't expect this to be my first soul skill.

It's called chopping wood.

beside.

Qian Renxue suppressed a laugh.

"The Great Asura God King."

"Lord Poseidon."

"You have worked so hard to reform the divine realm."

"The first beneficiary to obtain the Soul Skill."

"Used for chopping firewood."

Tang Chuan glanced at her.

"What's wrong with chopping wood?"

"Quite practical."

"A soul skill just for chopping wood?"

Tang Chuan replied earnestly, "She came from an ordinary family."

"The future may not necessarily require fighting."

"If the soul skill can reduce her workload by two hours each day."

"There will be two hours to study."

"Or play."

"What's wrong with it?"

Qian Renxue was slightly taken aback.

He didn't laugh anymore.

Tang Chuan looked at the little girl who was hugging her mother and talking excitedly.

He suddenly remembered his childhood.

Holy Soul Village.

At that time.

Tang San and he had to chop firewood themselves every day.

They started the fire themselves.

self catering.

Tang Hao got drunk.

All the household affairs depend on the two children.

If only back then...

They also possess this kind of soul skill.

At least life will be a little easier.

Another boy stepped onto the magic circle.

The second spirit ring appeared.

The third one.

The fourth one.

No soul beasts died.

There is no Soul Hunter Team.

No parents were unable to afford the cost of hunting souls.

To keep your child stuck at level 10 for life.

The peasant woman at the door watched as one child after another successfully obtained their soul rings.

Finally, he hesitated.

"My son."

"Um?"

"like----"

"Really, it's free?"

The boy was both amused and exasperated.

"real."

"That leader."

"Hurry up and get it!"

"What if they start charging later?"

Tang Chuan heard it.

I almost burst out laughing.

Qian Renxue couldn't help but smile.

One morning.

A total of seventy-three divine soul rings were issued in Notting City.

Seventy-three children.

No soul beasts were hunted.

at the same time.

The outer edge of the Starry Sky Forest.

The Hundred-Year Soul Beast Area used to be extremely tense every time the Soul Master Academy had a holiday.

Nowadays.

It was unusually quiet.

A century-old variegated cat is perched on a tree branch.

They lazily basked in the sun.

It had no idea what had happened.

All I know is that...

Recently, there have been humans venturing into the forest with swords and knives in search of spirit rings.

Less and less.

far away.

Several newly born little soul beasts chased each other in the grass.

Nobody knows.

For them.

A system established far away in the realm of the gods.

What does it really mean?

Perhaps that means...

For the first time, they truly had a chance.

Live a normal life until old age.

Extra Chapter: Tang Chuan gave himself a day off from the God Realm.

early morning.

The Temple of Asura.

Tang Chuan opened his eyes.

the first thing.

Not getting up.

Instead, it turned over.

Go back to sleep.

next to.

Xiao Ruier has woken up.

I glanced at him.

"You don't need to go to the Divine Realm Committee today?"

"I'm not going."

Why?

"take a vacation."

Xiao Ruier was stunned for a few seconds.

"You still have vacation time?"

"Starting today."

"Who approved it?"

Tang Chuan closed his eyes.

"I."

Xiao Ruier: "————"

After a while.

Qian Renxue on the other side also woke up.

I overheard their conversation.

He couldn't help but say, "The enforcers of the divine realm are approving their own vacations."

"Does this constitute an abuse of power?"

Tang Chuan didn't even open his eyes.

"Go report it."

"Who should I look for?"

"Enforcers of the Divine Realm"

Qian Renxue: "————"

Xiao Ruier had already burst out laughing.

Half an hour later.

Tang Chuan finally got up.

Nowadays.

He decided to do nothing.

The document was not approved.

Do not address conflicts in the divine realm.

Regardless of the Douluo Federation.

They didn't even intend to send their divine thoughts down to the lower realm.

morning.

fishing.

There is a very large lake in the realm of the gods.

Tang Chuan sat by the lake.

The fishing rod has just been lowered.

Dugu Bo has arrived.

What are you doing here?

"fishing."

"No office today?"

"No."

Dugu Bo's eyes lit up.

"Then I won't go either."

Tang Chuan immediately said, "You're on duty today."

Dugu Bo's face darkened.

"Why should you be allowed to divorce?"

"Because I finished my own work yesterday."

Dugu Bo: "————"

At last.

Dugu Bo left, cursing and swearing.

noon.

Tang Chuan was getting ready to sleep.

I just lay down.

Di Tian has arrived.

"Two 200,000-year-old soul beasts from the Star Dou Great Forest have applied for ascension at the same time."

"Find Gu Yuena."

"She is in the temple of life."

"She told me to find you."

"Then let's find Dugu Bo."

"He said he was on duty today and only handled evil cases."

Tang Chuan's eye twitched.

That old bastard retaliated pretty quickly.

"We'll talk about it tomorrow."

Di Tian frowned.

"The ascension passage is halfway open."

"Let them wait."

"One of them is undergoing tribulation."

"."

Tang Chuan eventually got up to deal with it.

in the afternoon.

Finally, some peace and quiet.

He took Xiao Ruier and Qian Renxue down to the mortal realm.

I'm planning to find a regular restaurant to have a meal.

I just sat down.

A federal employee rushed over.

"Tang————"

Tang Chuan immediately glared at him.

The staff member immediately changed their story.

"gentlemen."

"A lost 100,000-year-old soul beast has appeared outside the city."

"It has already caused panic."

Tang Chuan asked, "Did anyone get hurt?"

"no."

"Then contact the local law enforcement team."

"The enforcement team dared not go over there."

Why?

"That was a 100,000-year-old Titan Ape."

Tang Chuan: "————"

Qian Renxue took a small sip of tea.

Trying not to laugh.

Xiao Ruier was already lying on the table, laughing so hard her shoulders were shaking.

Tang Chuan sighed.

"Location."

One hour later.

The matter has been resolved.

It was already dark.

Tang Chuan returned to the realm of gods.

I just entered the Asura Temple.

A priest was already standing at the door.

He was holding a thick stack of files.

"Your Majesty the God King."

"Today's urgent matters."

Tang Chuan stared at the stack of documents.

silence.

The priest was somewhat frightened by the gaze.

"Your Majesty the God King?"

Tang Chuan suddenly asked, "Am I on vacation today?"

"yes----"

"Then what are these?"

"But these are indeed very urgent."

How urgent?

The priest opened the first document.

"Bear King burned down the kitchen of the God of Food Palace."

Tang Chuan:

The second one.

"Two newly ascended soul beasts are fighting over a spot in the temple."

The third one.

"Someone in the lower realm is impersonating the Asura God to swindle gold soul coins."

The fourth one.

"The Evil God-King says the last matter is under your jurisdiction because it's you who's impersonating him, not him."

Tang Chuan's forehead vein throbbed.

He finally understood.

Why did Dugu Bo smile so strangely when he left?

Xiao Ruier passed by from behind.

How's your vacation going?

Tang Chuan remained expressionless.

"very good."

Qian Renxue asked, "Are we off tomorrow?"

"I'm not taking a break anymore."

Why?

Tang Chuan picked up the first file.

Gritting his teeth.

"At least when you're at work, you know you're at work."

"We still have to work on our vacation."

"Even angrier."

Outside the temple.

Dugu Bo appeared at some unknown time.

Upon hearing this...

Finally, he couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha!"

next second.

A sword aura of Asura shot into the sky.

"Dugu Bo!"

"You dare come back!"

"Private duels are forbidden in the realm of the gods!"

"I'm on vacation today!"

"The rules can be disregarded for now!"

"That's an abuse of power!"

"stop!"

Under the night.

The two god-kings stood one in front of the other.

They chased him all the way from the Temple of Asura to the edge of the God Realm.

Xiao Ruier and Qian Renxue stood at the door.

They glanced at each other.

He sighed at the same time.

What kind of god-king?

What kind of divine enforcer?

sometimes.

They're not much different from children who haven't grown up.