Douluo: Son of Destruction of Life, Supreme Creator!

"Rongrong, she...sigh..."

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes also reddened.

Gu Linyuan stood by the lake, the moonlight shining on his face, illuminating his sharply defined features. He watched Ning Rongrong leave, neither offering comfort nor speaking, but simply standing there motionless, his gaze as calm as a stagnant pool.

His relationship with Ning Rongrong has ended and cannot be rekindled.

Although he no longer cares about the past, there will always be some lingering resentment.

If a man has a grudge against a woman, he won't even be able to kiss her, let alone do anything else.

Although Ning Rongrong's appearance is top-notch, his standards have also risen.

His looks alone wouldn't be enough to arouse his lust.

He has no problem getting along with her in daily life, but he can't bring himself to date her.

Moreover.

Ning Rongrong didn't love him; she loved his strength.

Ning Rongrong grew up under Ning Fengzhi's tutelage, which instilled in her the understanding that she needed to bind a genius to the Ning family through marriage. Therefore, Ning Rongrong's view of love was destined to be impure.

"That's fine too."

"She and I are destined to be different, Zhuqing, let's go back."

Gu Linyuan shook his head.

"it is good."

Zhu Zhuqing held Gu Linyuan's hand.

Looking at Gu Linyuan's indifferent face, she felt sad for Ning Rongrong, but also somewhat happy.

Well, as her best friend, she wanted Ning Rongrong to have a better life. But she didn't like Ning Rongrong trying to steal her man.

If Ning Rongrong really manages to win Gu Linyuan back, then things will be troublesome. With their childhood friendship and connections, who could possibly compete with her?

However, Gu Linyuan did not seem to be the kind of pedantic man. He wouldn't feel pity just because a woman shed a few tears.

……

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Ning Rongrong walked through the gate, looking utterly dejected.

Rainwater streamed down her hair, forming small puddles on the bluestone slabs beneath her feet.

Her light blue, high-waisted ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) was soaked through, clinging tightly to her body, the hem covered in mud, and the embroidered silver cloud pattern trailing on the ground.

Her hair was disheveled, her face was pale, her lips were blue, her eyes were red and swollen, and her gaze was empty, like a soulless walking corpse.

The main hall was brightly lit, and Ning Fengzhi was discussing sect affairs with Chenxin and Gu Rong.

Hearing footsteps, all three people looked up at the same time.

Ning Fengzhi's teacup stopped in mid-air.

His pupils suddenly contracted as he looked at the soaking wet and disheveled figure at the doorway.

Chen Xin's hand rested on the sword hilt. In his cloudy old eyes, killing intent seemed to solidify.

Gu Rong also stood up. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but in the end he just sighed.

Ning Fengzhi walked quickly to Ning Rongrong and reached out to hold her shoulder.

"Rongrong, who bullied you? Tell Daddy."

Ning Rongrong lowered her head, raindrops dripping from her hair and splashing into tiny water droplets at her feet.

She didn't look at Ning Fengzhi, and her voice was very soft, so soft that it sounded like she was talking to herself.

"Father, Grandpa, I just want to be alone right now."

Ning Fengzhi did not let go.

His brows furrowed, and his voice was low and suppressed.

"I heard you went to see Long Yuan. Did he do something bad to you?"

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind. Had Long Yuan humiliated Rong Rong, or had Long Yuan done something unforgivable to Rong Rong?

Each thought fueled his anger. His face was terribly grim.

Ning Rongrong raised her head and looked at Ning Fengzhi's face, which was slightly distorted with anger.

Her lips moved.

“It has nothing to do with Longyuan. Longyuan no longer exists in this world. Father…”

She gently pushed Ning Fengzhi's hand away from her shoulder.

Then he turned around and walked towards his room.

Her back view was thin and lonely, her soaked dress clung to her body, outlining her slender waist and slightly hunched shoulders.

She walked slowly, each step feeling as if she were stepping on cotton, light and without strength. Her footprints left a trail of wet marks on the flagstones, stretching from the entrance of the main hall all the way into the depths of the corridor, like an endless road.

Ning Fengzhi stood there, watching his daughter's figure gradually disappear into the shadows of the corridor.

"Longyuan is no more in the world? What does Rongrong mean by that? Could it be that Longyuan died a violent death?"

Ning Fengzhi frowned deeply.

Chapter 82 Ning Fengzhi was filled with regret, Gu Linyuan was actually an unparalleled genius.

"Old man, do you know something?"

Dust settles in the face of the ancient banyan tree.

With a friendship spanning over a century, he was intimately familiar with the ancient banyan tree.

Gu Rong's actions just now suggested that he already knew all of this.

"Sigh. I told you long ago, you were wrong."

Gu Rong shook his head.

“Actually, Longyuan is Linyuan.” Gu Rong looked at his two good partners who had been with him for many years with a complicated expression and sighed.

"What? How could this happen?"

Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin stared at Gu Rong in disbelief, utterly shocked.

They investigated and found that Long Yuan was indeed a genius.

Therefore, they had been trying to win him over these past few days. However, they had been unable to find any trace of Long Yuan and had to give up.

However, Gu Rong told them that Gu Lin Yuan was Long Yuan.

"Longyuan, where a dragon emerges from the abyss. This is the ambition of Linyuan."

Even if his cultivation level has not improved for a long time, he still does not consider himself a snake. He is a dragon, a true dragon.

"It's ancient banyan tree," Gu Rong said softly.

It's more than just a dragon.

Even dragons are nothing more than mortal beings. Dragons that haven't broken through to become divine beasts are merely more powerful soul beasts.

Ke Gu Lin Yuan is destined to achieve godhood in the future.

He had visited Gu Linyuan a few days ago and had asked Dugu Bo, who had met Gu Linyuan's mother once, about her identity. At that time, he learned about Gu Linyuan's mother's identity.

Even in the realm of gods, he is no ordinary deity.

As a divine son, Gu Linyuan possesses a distinguished status; he is far more than just a true dragon.

Since Gu Linyuan's parents sent him to the lower realm, they must have wanted to temper his character and hoped he could achieve great things. If Gu Linyuan were truly incompetent, he would only have been raised as a spoiled brat in the God Realm.

It is evident that Gu Linyuan's future may be no less promising than that of his parents.

"Uncle Bone, is what you said true?"

Ning Fengzhi felt his throat was dry.

He also played a role in getting Ning Rongrong and Gu Linyuan to break up.

In recent years, the Spirit Hall has successively massacred the Clear Sky Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect. The two most powerful sects among the three upper sects have been greatly weakened. The Clear Sky Sect has closed its doors, and its disciples rarely travel on the continent. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect is even weaker, with only Yu Yuanzhen, a titled Douluo, able to hold its own in this vast sect.

He understood. The reason the Spirit Hall hadn't attacked the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was because Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo were both old. They only needed to wait for the two Title Douluos to naturally perish, and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School would be no longer a threat.

Unlike the Clear Sky Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is a support sect. The Ning family cannot cultivate its own members to become Title Douluos, so they can only win over outsiders.

Therefore, even though he had a deep bond with Chenxin and Gurong, it was still inevitably mixed with a lot of scheming.

Gu Linyuan had been a disappointment to him for the past twelve years since he came to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. He didn't want Ning Rongrong to develop too deep a relationship with Gu Linyuan, lest he lose the shortcut of using Ning Rongrong's marriage to win over geniuses.

He was unwilling to see the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School decline, and even more unwilling to let it decline in his hands.

Therefore, when Ning Rongrong wanted to gain experience, he specifically told his daughter about Shrek Academy, this monster academy.

Dai Mubai, Oscar, Ma Hongjun… these are all top geniuses. Even someone like Ma Hongjun, with the full support of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, has a very high chance of breaking through to the Title Douluo level.

But now...

Gu Linyuan is the same Longyuan who became famous in Soto City.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible."

"Although Lin Yuan's talent is extremely high, and he has shown signs of being able to cultivate again in recent days, even if Lin Yuan is a peerless genius, it is impossible for him to break through so many levels in such a short period of time."

Ning Fengzhi's mouth dropped open.

A genius who can break through to the fifth level of cultivation in a year is already an unparalleled prodigy.

As for Gu Linyuan, starting from level ten, and now... in just one year, how much cultivation level must he have broken through?

Chen Xin also stared at Gu Rong in shock. He had never imagined that Gu Lin Yuan's talent was so terrifying.

"Sigh. Lin Yuan's talent was not weak to begin with. You also examined his martial soul, and the fact that his two martial souls countered each other is why he cannot cultivate."

“Before the problem of his martial soul being restrained was solved, his innate soul power was only level ten. But once this weakness was resolved, his innate soul power will be far more than level ten,” Gu Rong said quietly.

Yes.