In the End, Sword Shatters Bone Breaks, Fengzhi Turns White Overnight

Sword Shatters Bone Breaks, Fengzhi Turns White Overnight

Wei Feng felt somewhat wistful.

He had gone to great lengths in the diary to write about the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's rise to its peak and subsequent decline.

He had also written about how the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had anticipated its enemies, yet still nearly ended up destroyed.

From the perspective of a third party, he truly felt that such an outcome was not worth it.

If the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had been a sect like the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan or the Clear Sky Sect—

Wei Feng was certain of one thing.

He would never have stuck his nose into this matter, nor would he have felt the slightest regret.

But the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect...

Even the sect's true inheritance, the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, had been cut off.

Seventy or eighty percent of the entire sect consisted of support soul masters.

In a one-on-one fight—

Support soul masters simply held no real threat.

With such conditions in place—

So long as Ning Fengzhi had not made the wrong decision, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would never have reached the point of destruction.

In that timeline, Wei Feng could also be certain that his teacher would not have targeted the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

In fact, if things had truly reached that point, his teacher would have sought cooperation with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

A sect as wealthy as a nation—

Yet one whose overall strength posed no great danger.

Such a sect would be a prized prize for any faction.

But unfortunately—

Fate was sometimes simply that cruelly ironic.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was strong? It had two Super Douluo, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo?

Wei Feng did not agree with that view.

The reason the strong were strong was that, once they feared nothing, they could inflict tremendous harm upon the weak.

Take that old monster Dugu Bo, for example.

He ranked at the bottom among Title Douluo, but beneath that rank, he was invincible.

With one move, he could slaughter hundreds of thousands at Jialing Pass.

Sword Douluo was strong, and Bone Douluo was strong. That was indeed an indisputable fact.

However, once they were bound to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, there was a limit to that strength.

Once a person had attachments in their heart, the heart of the strong could no longer truly act without restraint.

"Worthy nephew, have you encountered some troubling matter?"

"Since Ning is here today, if it is a matter of money, feel free to speak."

"If... someone is targeting you, Uncle Jian is also here today. Ning can ask Uncle Jian to act on your behalf."

"That way, worthy nephew, you need not worry about matters that may be inconvenient for you to resolve as the Spirit Hall's Saint Son."

All of a sudden, Ning Fengzhi spoke.

As he said these words, the sharp glint in Ning Fengzhi's eyes faded somewhat.

And as Ning Fengzhi finished speaking—

Sword Douluo, who had remained silent from beginning to end as he drank and ate, set down his wine cup.

His white hair flowed over his shoulders.

Though he was still vigorous and heroic, the years had nonetheless left many marks upon the old man.

His fierce sword intent gathered, ready to erupt.

How could Wei Feng not know that Ning Fengzhi was probing him further?

With a faint smile, he declined the offer.

"Uncle Ning, you jest. This junior is, after all, the Spirit Hall's Saint Son."

"If I truly encountered trouble, I should report it to my teacher. I will not trouble Uncle Ning."

I'm so touched I could cry, you know? My father-in-law actually asked whether I'd run into trouble.

The Diary Instance suddenly updated.

The Women, who had been waiting for Wei Feng to reveal more secrets they did not know, all perked up.

Ning Rongrong, in particular, stared at the Diary Instance with reddened eyes, not daring to miss even the slightest detail.

I still failed too badly today. I spaced out too many times. Sure enough, after thinking of so many melancholy things, it's hard to control my emotions!

My father-in-law's eye is too sharp. He noticed every time I lost focus, and he actually used retreat to advance by asking whether I needed help. He was even willing to have Sword Douluo act for me!

Money if I need money, people if I need people—what kind of godly father-in-law is this? Just for saying that, once I abduct Ning Rongrong as my wife, I'll have to love her day and night!

???

Wei Feng, something was wrong with you.

Even if you wanted to be a beast, you should not be this much of one!

Ning Fengzhi had offered to help, even if he had been testing you. Was this how you were going to repay him through his daughter?

Love her day and night?

That was simply...

Inhuman!!

You were not even considering whether his daughter could take it.

Ning Rongrong's face turned crimson as countless unrealistic fantasies surfaced in her mind.

The instant those fantasies appeared, Ning Rongrong shuddered and hurriedly shook her head hard.

Pah, why am I getting off track again? Be serious. I, Wei Feng, am a proper man who knows the past, present, and future, and possesses vast and profound knowledge!

Unfortunately, I haven't run into anything yet. Otherwise, I could have followed my father-in-law's probing and seen this old gentleman Sword Douluo in action.

The number one offensive tool martial soul in the world, a Super Douluo currently at rank 96—if he acted, would dealing with a few minor punks not be easier than slicing melons and vegetables?

But speaking of this old gentleman Sword Douluo, I can't help feeling melancholy again. What a wonderful old man. Yet because my father-in-law made the wrong choice, he ultimately...

Alas, although those events improved his strength, he lost an arm. It truly is regrettable.

Sword Dust Heart—he was a Title Douluo many netizens considered the most charismatic!

Many netizens recognized him? A Super Douluo with rank 96 Soul Power?

Ning Rongrong said nothing, but The Women who did not know Sword Douluo's exact strength could not help drawing sharp breaths.

That kind of strength...

A Title Douluo was already something ordinary people could never hope to reach in their entire lives.

At rank 96, just how powerful was such strength? But why would a person like that lose an arm?

Losing only an arm should not have been enough to make Ning Fengzhi's hair turn white overnight, right?

The Women yearned, The Women went mad, The Women broke down!

Wei, hurry up and update the diary!

Every person had their fate, and wealth and honor were determined by heaven.

In the original historical timeline, I did not exist, and my father-in-law made the wrong choice.

In this timeline, since I am here, I will work to change everything!

At the very least, I will do everything I can to ensure the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect never fully boards Tang San's pirate ship. Then old Sword Douluo, who had already lost an arm, will not have to enact that final tragic scene.

In the End, Sword Shatters Bone Breaks, Fengzhi Turns White Overnight!

I will use that tragic ending, where not even corpses remain, as a betrothal gift to reverse it. Father-in-law, Father-in-law, for your daughter's sake, I truly have it hard!

You have struck it rich. From now on, Rongrong has to properly keep me on soft rice. I must be compensated!

Sword shatters, bones break. Fengzhi's hair turns white overnight.

Those words stabbed at everyone reading the diary, and every heart tightened.

That was a Super Douluo with rank 96 Soul Power. Even Sword Douluo, as powerful as he was at rank 96, had ultimately ended up without even a corpse left behind, erased from the world.

The world of soul masters was truly cruel!

Ning Rongrong was stunned. She understood sword shatters, and she understood bone breaks.

Were those not Grandpa Jian and Grandpa Bone, the two people who loved her most?

"Grandpa Jian, Grandpa Bone."

"I... No, absolutely not! I have to change all of this. I have to go see Wei Feng!!"

Tears streamed down Ning Rongrong's face.

Her heart trembled, and grief filled her eyes.

Ignoring all the strange looks around her, she rushed out the door!

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