Chen Xin's Burst of Anger, Yu Yuanzhen's Frustration

Defeated in two moves, Chen Jianjun suffered a violent shock to his Dao heart. But as a Sword Saint of his generation, his word was worth a thousand pieces of gold.

Qian Xunji immediately went with the flow, arranging for the gravely injured Chen Jianjun to heal and cultivate in seclusion at Spirit City's most secret core cultivation sanctuary, while tightly sealing off all information from within.

Qian Xunji released only vague rumors to the outside world, allowing people to mistakenly believe that Chen Jianjun had died of his wounds.

Thus, for decades, Chen Jianjun had faithfully kept his promise to "remain in seclusion for life if defeated within ten moves," staying deep within Spirit City to study the Dao of the sword. He had not even contacted his son, Chen Xin.

Qian Xunji, meanwhile, had kept this crucial chess piece in his hand, and had yet to make use of those so-called "three demands."

Even Chen Xin himself had always believed that his birth father had long since turned to dust, and had secretly laid this blood debt at Qian Daoliu's feet.

Chen Xin took a deep breath, calmed the sword Qi churning in his chest, and said gravely:

"Qian Daoliu may be old, but Qian Xunji is an even greater monster, one rarely seen in any age.

"Fengzhi, we must hasten the alliance of the Upper Three Sects. No matter how arrogant the Clear Sky Sect may be, we must never allow a rift to form between us, or there will be no place left for sects to stand on the continent!"

Ning Fengzhi nodded and was about to speak when a rapid rush of air suddenly sounded outside the hall, accompanied by the startled cries of sect disciples:

"Who dares trespass in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?!"

"Impudent!

"Stand down!"

Gu Rong moved, placing himself in front of Ning Fengzhi, his eyes flashing sharply:

"What a powerful sacred light presence! A Titled Douluo!

"And... an Angel Martial Soul!"

Chen Xin sprang to his feet, his Seven Kill Sword Intent instantly enveloping the entire hall as killing intent filled the air:

"A member of the Qian Family?

"How dare you trespass on Seven Treasure Mountain!"

Outside the hall, a streak of golden light slowly descended. Clad in silver-white armor, Qian Yu stepped into the main hall with a calm expression. His gaze swept over Chen Xin and Gu Rong, who were braced for battle, and a composed smile curved his lips.

"Everyone of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, there is no need to be so nervous.

"I am Qian Yu, commander of Spirit Hall's Angel Legion."

Qian Yu raised his right hand, and a crimson-gold invitation identical to the one he had given Xue Ye flew steadily toward Ning Fengzhi.

"By order of His Holiness the Pope, I have come to deliver a wedding invitation to Sect Master Ning."

Ning Fengzhi accepted the invitation. The instant he read the words, his guarded expression froze in utter disbelief.

Holding the crimson-gold invitation, Ning Fengzhi's hands trembled slightly as he exclaimed:

"A wedding? Qian Xunji is getting married again?!"

Beside him, Gu Rong frowned deeply and stepped to Ning Fengzhi's side. Leaning over to look at the invitation, he read:

"Three months from now, in Spirit City, he will marry Madam Ah Yin?

"Who on earth is this Ah Yin?

"Qian Xunji married Bibi Dong only ten years ago, and she gave birth to Qian Renxue. Now he actually intends to hold another grand banquet and openly marry a second wife?!"

The Seven Kill Sword hummed in Chen Xin's hand. His face turned livid, and he shouted coldly:

"Utterly absurd!

"As Pope of Spirit Hall, Qian Xunji's every word and deed concerns the moral order of the Soul Master World, yet now he is acting so outrageously and wantonly!

"What does he take the two great empires and the Upper Three Sects for?

"Spectators for his amusement?!"

Qian Yu stood in the center of the hall, his expression unchanged, and said calmly:

"Watch your words, Your Majesty Chen Xin.

"What right do outsiders have to comment on His Holiness the Pope's family affairs and decisions?

"I was ordered to deliver the invitation, and my message has been delivered.

"Sect Master Ning, Spirit Hall awaits your honored presence in three months."

Gu Rong stepped forward, his bones cracking explosively, and smiled sinisterly.

"Qian Yu, you're only level ninety-four. Relying on the Qian Family's name, you dare strut about in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's main hall?

"If the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect refuses this invitation and doesn't attend the wedding feast, what can your Spirit Hall do about it?!"

Facing Gu Rong's pressure, Qian Yu sneered.

"Bone Douluo, you're welcome to try.

"His Holiness the Pope has already made his intentions clear: if the Upper Three Sects find this wedding wine too hard to swallow and shut their doors to him,

"then, the day after the wedding, His Holiness the Pope will personally lead every Titled Douluo from the Worship Hall and the Pope's Palace to pay you all a visit and bring you wedding sweets!"

"What did you say?!"

Chen Xin's gaze turned icy, and a towering wave of killing intent bore down on Qian Yu.

Qian Yu showed no fear and said proudly:

"There is no need to use killing intent to pressure me.

"Sect Master Ning knows better than anyone what foundations Spirit Hall now possesses.

"If it truly came to blows, can the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect honestly say it could withstand His Holiness the Pope's holy sword?

"I've said all I came to say. Farewell!"

With that, Qian Yu lingered no longer. The four wings on his back snapped open, and he shot away through the air in a streak of golden light.

Chen Xin was about to draw his sword and give chase, but Ning Fengzhi barred his way with his staff.

"Uncle Jian, don't be rash!"

Chen Xin said furiously:

"Fengzhi!

"The Qian Family has gone too far!

"Decades ago, Qian Daoliu caused my father's death, and now Qian Xunji has sent someone to our doorstep to humiliate us. Does he really think my Seven Kill Sword has gone dull?!"

Ning Fengzhi sighed deeply and said bitterly:

"Uncle Jian, Qian Yu's words were no empty threat.

"According to the secret reports we've received, Qian Xunji is no longer the man he once was. Spirit Hall now has more than twenty Titled Douluo in the open alone.

"Qian Yu came alone today because he was certain we wouldn't dare turn hostile.

"If we really killed Qian Yu here, Spirit Hall would have an excuse to raze Seven Treasure Mountain tomorrow!"

Gu Rong's expression turned extremely ugly.

"Fengzhi, are we really going to attend this wedding feast, then?"

"We are. We have no choice."

Ning Fengzhi rubbed his temples and spoke in a low voice.

"Not only must we go, we must also see how the Clear Sky Sect and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan respond.

"Qian Xunji is making such a grand display, and it is certainly not just to take a wife. He plainly intends to use the wedding to show the entire continent Spirit Hall's unrivaled fangs!"

After leaving the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Qian Yu did not pause for a moment, heading straight for the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

Inside the main hall on the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's main peak.

Clan master Yu Yuanzhen slammed the crimson-gold invitation in his hand onto the long jade table. Lightning erupted, shattering the table to pieces.

"Bastard!

"Qian Xunji has gone too far in bullying my clan!"

Yu Yuanzhen's hair and beard bristled as he roared in fury.

"He's marrying a secondary wife, yet dares force me to go to Spirit City in person to offer congratulations?

"Does he really think he's invincible under heaven?!"

Qian Yu stood in the hall amid the surrounding lightning, calmly repeating the warning he had given the Clear Sky Sect and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

A strange look flashed through the eyes of Yu Luomian, the clan's second-in-command. Having secretly pledged himself to Qian Xunji long ago, he immediately stepped forward to smooth things over.

"Calm your anger, Brother!

"His Majesty Qian Yu is only delivering a message on orders.

"Spirit Hall is powerful now, and all the major powers have received invitations. If we rashly refuse, we'll only become the bird that sticks its head out.

"We should take our time considering this. Why not first see what the Clear Sky Sect does?"

Yu Yuanzhen's chest heaved violently as he stared fixedly at Qian Yu. At last, he forced out a few words through clenched teeth.

"Get out!

"In three months, I will give Qian Xunji an answer myself!"

Qian Yu cupped his hands slightly and gave a cold smile, then turned into a streak of golden light and returned to Spirit City to report back.