Douluo Continent: Twin Blue Silver Grasses, Life and Death in Transmission!

Chapter 66 The Nine-Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda and the Eight Spider Lances

Ye Xuanming took a step forward and pulled Ning Rongrong into his arms, resting his chin on the top of her head.

"If Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo make things difficult for me, won't Rongrong protect me?"

His warm breath brushed against Ning Rongrong's ear.

Ning Rongrong's cheeks flushed, and she stood on tiptoe to kiss Ye Xuanming's lips.

"Of course."

The two entered the Ye residence.

The mansion was deserted; there wasn't a single person inside.

"Have Sister Yanzi and Sister Lingling returned yet?" Ning Rongrong looked around.

"They're probably still training at the Great Soul Arena," Ye Xuanming replied.

Yeah.

Ye Xuanming had made up his mind.

Rongrong gave him everything she cherished most, so naturally he had to offer a substantial dowry.

This betrothal gift was enough to shake the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

"Rongrong, come to my room for a moment." Ye Xuanming took her hand.

"Um?"

Although Ning Rongrong was a little confused, she obediently followed him into the room.

Ye Xuanming closed the door.

He raised his hand and waved it, and an exquisite jade box appeared in his palm.

The moment the jade box was opened, an indescribable, rich fragrance instantly filled the entire room.

The fragrance was magnificent, as if it carried a kind of majestic and awe-inspiring air.

Ning Rongrong only smelled it once, but she felt a slight increase in her soul power.

She curiously leaned closer.

Inside the jade box lay a strange, magical herb.

Its roots and leaves resemble a dense and exquisite vine canopy.

At the top, a golden tulip is in full bloom, each petal seemingly made of pure gold, shimmering with a luxurious luster.

"This is—" Ning Rongrong's breath hitched.

"The beautiful tulip." Ye Xuanming's voice was very soft.

Ning Rongrong's understanding of treasures far surpasses that of ordinary people.

The reason why the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is so wealthy is not only because of its Soul Master support abilities, but also because of its unparalleled ability to identify rare and precious materials.

She could sense that the energy contained in this flower was pure and immense, even far exceeding any top-grade medicinal herb she knew.

"After taking it, it can help you upgrade your Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda to a Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda."

Ning Rongrong's raised hand froze in mid-air.

Her mind went blank.

Nine — Nine-Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda?

The shackles of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School for thousands of years, a barrier that countless predecessors could not break through even after a lifetime of hard work.

All the sect leaders throughout history have stopped at the level of Soul Saint at level 79; this is the destiny etched into their martial souls.

Now, Ye Xuanming tells her that this flower in front of her can break this fate.

Ning Rongrong's voice trembled: "Brother Ye, really—really?"

Ye Xuanming did not answer, but simply handed the jade box to her.

Ning Rongrong looked at him, then suddenly stood on tiptoe and kissed Ye Xuanming's lips.

This is not a mere skimming of the surface.

She used all her strength, as if she wanted to pour everything she had into that kiss.

After a long while, their lips parted.

Ning Rongrong's cheeks were so red they looked like they could bleed. She was panting, but her smile was incredibly bright.

"Rongrong, absorb it first."

Ye Xuanming spoke, "Gently inhale the flower's essence, slowly absorbing its essence into your body, then circulate your soul power to spread the medicinal effects throughout your body."

Ning Rongrong nodded vigorously.

She took the jade box, sat cross-legged on the carpet, and held it carefully.

She leaned closer to the golden tulip and, following Ye Xuanming's instructions, began to absorb the essence from its stamen.

She inhaled wisps of golden energy into her body.

Ning Rongrong's body began to emit a faint golden halo.

Seeing this, Ye Xuanming turned around and walked out of the room, gently closing the door behind him.

He arrived at the deserted backyard.

With a thought, the blue silver grass in the corner of the yard began to grow wildly, quickly weaving into an airtight green cage that completely isolated the area.

Ye Xuanming took out the shriveled human-faced demon spider corpse from the soul tool.

The body lay on the ground, its eight long legs curled up.

Ye Xuanming stretched out his right hand, and dark blue silver grass appeared, with several purple-gold vines piercing into the carapace on the back of the human-faced demon spider.

A moment later, a palm-sized, jet-black, long bone was forcibly peeled from the corpse by vines.

Externally attached soul bone, eight spider spears.

Ye Xuanming put away the soul bone, not absorbing it immediately.

He raised his hand to the corpse on the ground.

More dark blue silver grass vines surged out, wrapping the corpse of the human-faced demon spider layer by layer.

In just a few breaths, the more than two-thousand-year-old soul beast corpse was completely devoured, leaving not a trace.

After doing all this, Ye Xuanming picked up the black external soul bone and sat down cross-legged.

He placed the soul bone on the back of his heart.

Guided by his soul power, a cold and violent energy surged into his body in an instant.

Unlike the gentle absorption of the leg bone earlier, this energy was full of aggression, attempting to disrupt his meridians.

Ye Xuanming's soul power circulated on its own, firmly suppressing and enveloping this foreign energy, and then slowly refining it.

His physique is far beyond that of ordinary soul masters.

The absorption process was much easier than expected.

In just a moment, the soul bone had completely merged into his spine.

But he could sense that this integration was still very superficial.

The perfect integration of an external soul bone with the body requires immense external pressure to be fully achieved.

The soul power pressure of a titled Douluo should be the best catalyst.

Previously, Dugu Yan's scorpion tail was completely fused by Dugu Bo through his pressure, so it seems we'll have to trouble Grandpa Dugu Bo again.

After absorbing the nutrients, Ye Xuanming stood up and stretched his body, feeling no discomfort in his back.

Ye Xuanming removed the cage made of blue silver grass, and the courtyard returned to its original state.

He turned and walked towards the room.

Pushing open the door, Ning Rongrong was still sitting cross-legged in the same spot, the golden halo around her even more intense than before, her whole body enveloped in a layer of luxurious light.

Ye Xuanming did not disturb her, but simply sat down quietly on the chair next to her.

Time passed slowly.

The sky outside the window changed from bright to orange-red.

An hour later, the setting sun melted into gold.

The golden light that enveloped Ning Rongrong suddenly receded into her body.

She slowly opened her eyes.

The moment Ning Rongrong opened her eyes, the entire room lit up.

She raised her right hand.

With a thought, a small and exquisite pagoda appeared in her palm.

The pagoda is entirely carved from diamonds, and it shines brilliantly.

But unlike before, this pagoda is taller and more magnificent.

Ning Rongrong began to count layer by layer with her fingertips.

"one two three----"

Her voice grew faster and faster, trembling with disbelief.

"Seven, eight, nine!"

When she counted to the ninth floor, her breathing stopped.

"Brother Ye! It really is the Nine-Jeweled Glazed Tile Pagoda!"

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