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

Chapter 67 The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School

Ning Rongrong suddenly jumped up from the ground, pounced on Ye Xuanming, and held the pagoda in her hand in front of him as if she were offering it as a treasure.

"Of course." Ye Xuanming reached out and pulled her into his arms. "Why would I lie to you?"

Ye Xuanming lowered his head and whispered in Ning Rongrong's ear, "Rongrong, isn't my betrothal gift quite good?"

Ning Rongrong's body stiffened.

bride price.

These two words struck her heart like a bolt of lightning.

She looked up at Ye Xuanming.

Brother Ye made a promise to her using a treasure powerful enough to change the fate of the entire sect.

Ning Rongrong's eyes instantly reddened.

But she didn't cry.

She stood on tiptoe, wrapped her arms tightly around Ye Xuanming's neck, and pressed her lips forcefully against his.

"Brother Ye, I want it!"

She shouted those words with all her might, her voice filled with undisguised possessiveness and desire.

Ye Xuanming lifted her up in his arms.

The bed curtains swayed gently.

Outside the window, the last rays of sunset disappeared, and night deepened.

The next morning.

When Ye Xuanming opened his eyes, Ning Rongrong was lying on his chest, poking his abs with one finger.

"woke up?"

"Hmph, you're pretending to be asleep again!"

Ning Rongrong raised her head, her cheeks still flushed with satisfaction.

She felt full of power, her soul energy was abundant, and she no longer felt the soreness she had felt before.

The evolution of the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda also seemed to have improved her physique.

"When are we going to see my dad?" Ning Rongrong turned over and lay on her side next to Ye Xuanming.

"Let's go today." Ye Xuanming sat up.

"Really?" Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up.

She couldn't wait to show her father, Grandpa Sword, and Grandpa Bone just how outstanding Ye Xuanming was.

Of course, they also need to know that their precious daughter has been completely taken over.

Thinking of this, Ning Rongrong revealed a sly smile.

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

The sect was built on a majestic mountain range, with pavilions, towers, carved beams and painted rafters, all exuding the word: wealth!

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When Ye Xuanming and Ning Rongrong arrived at the mountain gate in their luxurious carriage, the gatekeeper was taken aback for a moment before recognizing Ning Rongrong.

"Miss is back!"

A disciple scrambled and stumbled as he ran back to the sect to deliver the message.

Ning Rongrong, holding Ye Xuanming's hand, walked into the mountain gate with her head held high.

She was like a queen returning to her own territory, proudly displaying her most precious spoils to those around her.

The news quickly reached the main hall of the sect.

Ning Fengzhi was dealing with sect affairs when he heard the news of his daughter's return, and his pen paused.

He stood up, his face beaming with undisguised joy.

"Quickly, come with me to take a look."

As soon as he finished speaking, two figures appeared silently beside him.

A man dressed in white, with a cold and stern face and a straight posture, stood like a sword drawn from its sheath.

It was none other than Sword Douluo, Chen Xin.

The other person was shrouded in a black robe, with an eerie figure and a cynical smile always on his face.

Bone Douluo, Ancient Banyan Tree.

"Rongrong, that girl, has finally decided to come back." Gu Rong chuckled.

"Let's go see if she's been bullied outside." Chen Xin's voice was calm, but her steps were even faster than Ning Fengzhi's.

The three of them transformed into three streaks of light and headed towards the mountain gate.

Soon, they saw Ning Rongrong in the sect square.

And there was Ye Xuanming beside her, whose hand she was holding tightly.

Ning Fengzhi and the other two stopped in their tracks at the same time.

Ning Fengzhi looked at his daughter.

She has grown taller and more beautiful.

But what caught his attention even more was the genuine, undisguised happiness and dependence on her face.

That kind of expression only appears when facing the people closest to you.

His gaze slowly fell on Ye Xuanming.

Ye Xuanming stood tall and straight, his face calm. He showed no sign of nervousness or unease in the face of the three of them.

Ning Fengzhi nodded slightly.

Chen Xin and Gu Rong were also sizing up Ye Xuanming.

Chen Xin frowned slightly. He sensed a strange aura emanating from Ye Xuanming, as if more than one power was entrenched within him, yet strangely maintaining a balance.

The banyan tree's reaction was much more direct.

"Hey kid."

He moved swiftly and appeared in front of Ye Xuanming in an instant, no more than half a foot away.

"So you're the one who kidnapped Rongrong?"

An immense pressure of soul power, like a mountain, pressed down on Ye Xuanming.

This is a show of force from a titled Douluo.

Under this oppressive force, an ordinary Soul Master would be unable to stand, let alone breathe.

"Grandpa Bones!"

She spoke hastily, and the light of the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda flashed and disappeared in her palm.

Ye Xuanming raised his hand and pressed her down, gently pulling her behind him.

He single-handedly shouldered that immense pressure.

His feet stood firmly on the ground, his body did not sway at all, and not even the hem of his clothes fluttered.

Neither Ning Fengzhi nor Chen Xin uttered a sound.

They also wanted to see just how capable Ye Xuanming really was.

Gu Rong grinned. The young man before him remained unfazed by his Soul Master-level pressure.

interesting.

"Kid, have some backbone."

Gu Rong chuckled, preparing to put in even more effort.

Ye Xuanming spoke first.

"Senior Bone Douluo, this level of soul power pressure is not enough."

He stretched his neck and made a cracking sound.

The sound wasn't loud, but it caused the three people in the square to freeze in their tracks.

Gu Rong's smile froze.

Even Chen Xin's perpetually cold and aloof expression twitched slightly at the corner of his mouth.

"Good lad!"

Gu Rong laughed in anger, abandoning his playful intentions.

"I'd like to see just how tough your bones are!"

boom!

The pressure of soul power suddenly increased.

The immense pressure from the Soul Sect instantly rose to the level of the Soul King.

The bluestone slabs in the square groaned under the weight of the weight.

Ning Rongrong, hiding behind Ye Xuanming, felt a tightness in her chest.

The ground beneath Ye Xuanming's feet sank down by half a centimeter.

His leg muscles were taut, but his back remained ramrod straight.

Ning Fengzhi's heart skipped a beat.

This kid's physical strength is probably already on par with a Soul King who specializes in defense.

"Old man, don't go too far," Chen Xin reminded him.

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

Gu Rong said this, but seeing Ye Xuanming still handling things with ease, his competitive spirit was completely ignited.

"Again!"

He let out a low shout, and the oppressive aura surged once more!

Soul Emperor!

This time, Ye Xuanming could no longer rely solely on his physical strength to withstand the strain.

He groaned, and blue-gold and purple-gold light suddenly burst forth from his body.

Two strange Blue Silver Grass martial souls appeared simultaneously in his left and right hands.

Immediately afterwards, four spirit rings rose from beneath his feet.

Purple, purple, black, black!

When the two black, ten-thousand-year soul rings appeared, the entire plaza fell silent.

The smile on Gu Rong's face vanished completely.

He stared intently at the four spirit rings, especially the last two.

Are the third and fourth spirit rings both ten thousand years?

How is that possible!