Douluo's Flame Spear: Chongli's Demise and Heart Flame's Overpowered Power

Chapter 14 Not even worthy to carry the Pope's shoes

Yang Yun shook his head and refused without even thinking.

"Master Bai, Chenxiang's talent is not up to my standards for accepting disciples; but rest assured, since you are the master of the Potian Sect, I will definitely take care of Bai Chenxiang."

"These two sub-fires, once refined, can constantly temper soul power, hone muscles and bones, and strengthen the body; therefore, they are bestowed upon the two hall masters, and you may decide how to distribute them."

"Everyone in the Potian Sect must swallow the Fire Seed, which is beneficial for cultivation; at the same time, in the early days of the Potian Sect, I also need some means to stabilize the sect."

Bai He and Niu Gao had also heard Yang Wudi mention it.

The sub-fire was the key to Yang Wudi's breakthrough to the Title Douluo level, while the fire seed was slightly inferior to the sub-fire; it required time and soul power to achieve this.

Later, Yang Yun visited the Min clan and the Yu clan.

While everyone swallowed the fire, a group of traitors were also eliminated.

The initial form of the Potian Sect has been formed, and it is only waiting for the Star Luo Empire to select a site and build it; once the Potian Sect moves there, it will be fully formed.

That night.

Yang Wudi entered the hall: "Clan leader, the Potian Sect has been established; may I inform the Li clan?"

After a moment's thought, Yang Yun nodded in agreement.

"Elder, the Power Clan is too servile to Tang Hao; I fought with Tang Hao during my trip to Soto City, and in a few years Tang Hao and his descendants will come into everyone's view."

"The Power Clan has no possibility of joining the Breaking Heaven Sect; do you understand? You can also explain this to Hall Master Bai and Hall Master Niu."

Yang Wudi sighed softly and said, "Thank you for your explanation, Clan Chief."

He glanced at the jar next to the main seat, then turned and left without looking back.

The hall fell silent. Yang Yun looked at the Blue Silver Emperor in the large vat beside him; he raised his hand and the Fallen Heart Flame appeared.

As the flames penetrated deeper, slivers of charred, blackened burn marks appeared on the Blue Silver Emperor's body.

Within fifteen minutes, Yang Yun had placed a restriction on the Blue Silver Emperor's body; he could take its life at any time.

After all, she is the mother of a child destined for greatness, so some insurance measures need to be taken.

late at night.

The Senba Hall sent back intelligence that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's carriage had entered the city and settled in.

Accompanying Ning Fengzhi were Bone Douluo and his daughter Ning Rongrong.

Yang Yun estimated that there would be more guests tomorrow.

Take out paper and pen and start drawing. Between the lines, a wonderful flower appears on the paper.

Tulips in full bloom.

After finishing the painting, a precious herb, no less valuable than the Qiluo Tulip, appeared in his hand: Crystal Blood Dragon Ginseng.

Yang Wudi wanted to use it to refine medicine to maximize its efficacy, but Yang Yun didn't need it; with the Fallen Heart Flame perfectly absorbing its medicinal power, it wouldn't be so troublesome.

Flames appeared in his hand, refining the liquid into a medicinal elixir which he then swallowed.

A massive amount of soul power instantly filled Yang Yun's limbs and meridians.

The Phoenix Spear Technique was frantically circulating to refine the medicinal power, and the impact of such a large amount of soul power caused the level, which was originally eighty-six, to skyrocket at this moment.

87, 88, 89

Yang Yunfeng used her spear technique to squeeze out the last drop of medicinal power, and her soul power level finally broke through the level 90 mark.

The powerful momentum after the breakthrough caused paper scraps to fly everywhere and tables and chairs to shake.

This was already the result of Yang Yun's best efforts to control it.

Even so, Yang Wudi, Bai He, Niu Gao and other first-class Soul Douluos were still alerted and rushed over.

Feeling the intense energy emanating from the room, I felt a chill run down my spine.

"Old Goat, if I remember correctly, you were saying that the Sect Master kicked you down not long ago after absorbing the eighth ring of a 100,000-year-old cultivator, right?"

"Yes!" Yang Wudi replied, his throat dry.

His gaze lingered on the room before him, lost in thought, repeatedly echoing in his mind: "An eighteen-year-old Title Douluo. An eighteen-year-old Title Douluo. An eighteen-year-old Title Douluo."

Yang Wudi did not mention to Bai He and Niu Gao that Yang Yun was a twin martial soul.

If this were told to them, those two would be terrified.

With such talent, even the Pope of the Spirit Hall wouldn't be worthy to carry the shoes of his own clan leader.

The three Yang brothers were already in tears.

The young master has been patient and reserved all these years, and now he can finally soar to great heights without having to hide his strength anymore.

The broken clan will rise again.

Niu Gao seemed to remember something and chuckled, "The youngest Haotian Douluo in legends was already thirty when he received his title. It seems we made the right choice."

"The humiliation and suffering that Haotian Sect brought us must be repaid tenfold, a hundredfold, to satisfy the hatred in my heart."

The white crane's feelings were most complicated at this moment.

Because his sister was the wife of Tang Hao's father and the wife of the former sect leader of the Haotian Sect; the Min clan was also ruthlessly abandoned without leaving a single word.

If we're talking about hatred, Bai He's hatred is no less than that of the other three sects; in fact, it might even surpass it.

The more distressed the Min clan became over the years, the deeper the hatred in Bai He's heart grew.

Now things are much better; the storm has passed and the sun is shining. In his opinion, the current leader of the Potian Sect is far better than people like Tang Xiao.

At the same time, he was also extremely shocked that Yang Yun was so talented.

To be able to break through to the Title Douluo level at the age of eighteen is a talent that cannot be explained by mere innate ability.

He was truly a prodigy.

The other elders were not only surprised but also overjoyed. The stronger Yang Yun became, the stronger the clan would be; and the better their lives would be.

At this point, he could no longer resist announcing it to the entire clan.

Yang Yun walked out of the room and saw everyone gathered at the door looking at his room.

"Congratulations, Sect Master, on breaking through to the next title level!"

"Congratulations, Sect Master!"

"Congratulations."

Yang Yun nodded slightly and said, "Thank you. This matter must not be publicized; I will announce it to the entire sect after I have hunted down the ninth soul ring."

"yes!"

Everyone dispersed, and Yang Yun returned to his room to practice his cultivation technique to consolidate his level; hoping to adapt to the surge in soul power tomorrow.

Back in the room, Ali took out a book on Qigong; she said it was a common health preservation method from the past.

Yang Yun's lips twitched, but he still planned to quickly popularize the Po Tian Sect as soon as it was light.

No matter how common or obscure it may be, it's still a legitimate cultivation method, much better than trying to improve soul power through meditation or rubbish meditation techniques.

Seeing that Yang Yun had accepted the Qi-cultivation technique, Ali excitedly went to warm her bed; although she was an energy being, she still needed someone to accompany her.

The sky is bright.

The long convoy arrived at the gate of the Broken Clan. Yang Wuli rubbed his eyes, made out the logo on the carriage, and then turned and rushed back.

"Clan leader; a lot of people have arrived outside, they are from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."

Yang Yun opened his eyes and opened the door in the room, gesturing for Yang Wuli to go and entertain them first.

Half an hour later.

Yang Yun entered the hall, where Yang Wudi was chatting and laughing with Bone Douluo; Ning Fengzhi responded with a smile from time to time.

The atmosphere was quite harmonious.

Sit down and look up.

"Please forgive me for not being able to greet the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School properly," Yang Yun said.

Ning Fengzhi put down his teacup and smiled slightly, saying, "Sect Leader Yang, you are too kind. It was I who was abrupt in visiting you so early; I disturbed your sweet dream, and I should apologize to you."

When Yang Wudi and Bone Douluo saw Yang Yun arrive, they both tacitly shut their mouths.

Ning Rongrong, standing behind Ning Fengzhi, looked at Yang Yun in the main seat with some curiosity. Was this the Yang Yun that Zhu Zhuqing had mentioned?

He's quite handsome, and has a strong presence that rivals his father's.

(End of this chapter)