Sword Douluo's Breakthrough

Five days later, Moonlight Pavilion in Heaven Dou Imperial City was packed with guests. Today was the music graduation ceremony for Moonlight Pavilion's young master, Yun Xiao Feng.

The Heaven Dou Empire's royal family was present: Crown Prince Xue Qinghe and Princess Xue Ke. Even that idiot, Snow Avalanche Prince, had come to attend the graduation ceremony.

Xue Ke had turned six a few days ago. The royal family had awakened her Martial Soul—a Great White Goose. Her talent was quite good; her Innate Soul Power had actually reached Level 8.

So, for the past few days, she had been showing off in front of Yun Xiao Feng every day.

Because of that, Yun Xiao Feng hoped to awaken a Beast Soul capable of eating Great White Geese. This infuriated Xue Ke to no end.

At the time, Xue Ke had gotten into a huge argument with Yun Xiao Feng. "My Martial Soul is a Great White Goose, and you want to awaken a Beast Soul that eats Great White Geese.

"If my Martial Soul were a nail, would you fucking awaken a hammer?"

Those fierce words instantly forced Yun Xiao Feng into retreat.

The three old men from Heaven Dou Imperial City's Heaven Dou Royal Academy had also come. Their purpose was simple: they wanted to see how a genius who had not even awakened his Martial Soul had beaten Snow Avalanche Prince of the Heaven Dou royal family black and blue.

From the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Sword Douluo held Ning Rongrong in his arms, while Ning Fengzhi sat beside him.

Many other nobles also entered the Viewing Area and took their seats.

It was a circular room, with a platform in the center.

There were many instruments on the platform.

As Moonlight Pavilion's Pavilion Master, Tang Yuehua was the first to step onto the stage.

She wore a pale yellow palace gown adorned with a few gemstones. Her long light-blue hair draped behind her back, and her entire bearing radiated elegance and nobility without seeming extravagant.

Her skin was fairer than snow, and her voice was as gentle as a yellow oriole's. At the same time, an aura that soothed people's hearts spread from her. Smiling, she said, "First, welcome, everyone. Yuehua thanks you all for coming." After bowing and performing a standard courtly salute, she continued, "Second, today's piece was arranged and written entirely by student Yun Xiao Feng. Even the instruments were selected by him.

"However, he cannot perform so many instruments alone. Therefore, let us invite Moonlight Pavilion's other musicians onto the stage to assist him. And let us also welcome our student, Yun Xiao Feng."

Yun Xiao Feng wore a white brocade robe, with a pale yellow jade pendant tied around his waist. This jade pendant was actually a Storage Soul Tool, given to him by Tang Yuehua.

The three of them had bought it at the Heaven Dou Auction House during one of their trips around Heaven Dou City.

His short hair made him look especially spirited.

Yun Xiao Feng's small hand held that of a woman. She wore a sky-blue long dress, its upper half extremely form-fitting and perfectly outlining her figure.

Her long black hair was styled like the cry of a phoenix.

Yet she appeared wearing a veil.

Her appearance made many of the noble parents present feel ashamed of themselves.

Even without revealing her face, Yun Yun was a peerless daughter of heaven. Her temperament alone was extraordinary.

Several musicians followed in behind her.

Over the past few days, Yun Yun had worked with Tang Yuehua and learned many instruments. For example, she would be playing the harp now.

Yun Xiao Feng glanced around, then spotted the little girl Sword Douluo was holding.

Fuck.

Why had this Little Devil Girl, invincible throughout the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, come here?

"Little Rogue, that old man seems to have encountered a bottleneck. Do you know him?" Yun Yun had exceptionally sharp eyesight.

At a glance, she saw that Sword Douluo's cultivation was stuck between Level 95 and Level 96, so she deliberately asked Little Rogue about him.

"Sword Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. He's pursued the sword his entire life. The old man himself is pretty decent, but he spoils that little girl in his arms way too much." Yun Xiao Feng had a headache.

He truly did not want to run into Ning Rongrong this early. He was almost six, and he feared that the system might suddenly awaken and give him Ning Rongrong. By then, it would be too late to cry.

After taking their seats, Yun Yun lightly plucked a harp string.

An invisible Sword Qi shot toward Sword Douluo, Chen Xin.

"Second Soul Skill, Spirit Sword Protection." Sword Douluo instantly released his Martial Soul and soul rings. The blade of the Seven Kill Sword blocked Ning Rongrong from the front.

Yet before the Sword Qi could reach his Seven Kill Sword, it had already dispersed.

Sword Douluo was utterly bewildered, as were the people around him.

Sword Douluo had released his Martial Soul and soul rings, but he had not released his Soul Pressure.

Otherwise, many people present likely would not have been able to endure it.

"Sword Grandfather, what's wrong?" Ning Rongrong asked, reaching out to touch Sword Douluo's forehead.

"You don't have a fever." Ning Rongrong's voice was soft, but the venue had suddenly fallen into a strange silence.

Everyone heard her. Sword Douluo's face nearly turned black with anger.

He had seen people screw over their fathers, but was it really appropriate for her to screw over her grandfather like this?

Behind her light-purple veil, Yun Yun was smiling happily as well. This old man was truly interesting.

Tang Yuehua was, after all, an educator. She was generally not one to laugh—unless she truly could not hold it in.

Soul Masters rarely fell ill to begin with. Especially at the level of a Titled Douluo—how could they possibly get sick?

But innocent Ning Rongrong did not know that.

"Sword Uncle, give Rongrong to me." Ning Fengzhi took the little girl from Sword Douluo's arms.

Yet the little girl kept looking at her Sword Grandfather.

She was completely baffled.

"The performance begins."

After an overture like iron cavalry and warhorses passed—

Autumn wind and setting sun flowed into the great river; through Jiangnan's misty rain, a boat sailed on.

Jagged rocks pierced the sky, Rolling up countless flames of war.

I crossed ten thousand miles of mountains and rivers—

Whose hands would the world fall into again?

Parting and reunions were but a few decades of fleeting years.

When I was surrounded on all sides, With the songs of Chu ringing from every direction, I raised my wine to drink with the vast heavens.

Even if there was no return from this journey, So what if this battle came to pass?

Who saw ten thousand arrows fly at once, Sparks filling the sky, turning night into day?

Blades and sword shadows intertwined, Yet my spear emerged like a dragon.

With a roar, heaven and earth trembled, shattering the firmament.

The long spear pierced through rosy clouds, Casting down a lifetime of attachments.

I gazed at the crescent cold moon—

Alone on horseback, with nothing to say of life or death.

"The performance has ended. Dear friends, please follow me to the banquet hall. Moonlight Pavilion has prepared plenty of food for all our guests." After the performance ended, Tang Yuehua announced this to the noble guests present.

As soon as Yun Xiao Feng finished performing, he rose, bowed, and bolted!

Damn it, he had no choice but to run!

During the performance, he had glanced at Ning Rongrong on the stage a few times.

She had nearly made his eyes pop out.

The way Ning Rongrong looked at him was like she had found a new toy. It instantly made the hairs on his body stand on end.

The moment the performance ended, he stood, bowed, and vanished in one smooth motion!

Then everyone looked at Sword Douluo. He had his eyes closed, clearly lost in enlightenment.

Yun Yun also rose and left.

Her swordsmanship differed greatly from Chen Xin's.

She possessed the Wind Attribute, and her swordsmanship emphasized speed.

Chen Xin, meanwhile, was renowned for the Power Attack System.

Whether he could gain any insight depended on Chen Xin himself.

Thus, Yun Yun also got up and left the ceremonial hall.

She wanted to return to her room and ask that Little Rogue what was going on. He had run faster than a rabbit—something must have happened.

Seeing Chen Xin in a state of closed-eye enlightenment, Ning Fengzhi did not know what to do. He could only have Xue Qinghe take Ning Rongrong to get something to eat.

He could only remain seated opposite Sword Douluo, quietly watching the white-haired old man not far ahead.

After all, he was one of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Sect Protecting Douluo, an elder of the sect with the world's number one support-type tool martial soul. His status naturally warranted Ning Fengzhi's protection.

Xue Qinghe took Ning Rongrong around to eat, and the Little Devil Girl surprisingly did not cause any trouble today.

Actually, when the Little Devil Girl was not causing trouble, her soft and adorable appearance was quite cute.

"Pavilion Master Yuehua, may I ask where Younger Brother Xiao Feng is?" Xue Qinghe wanted to find Yun Xiao Feng to ask him about a few things.

But he had not expected that he could not find him at all. Once the performance ended, it was as if Yun Xiao Feng had encountered some prehistoric beast and fled straight away.

"He probably went up to the fifth floor. Is there something you need, Crown Prince? If it's important, I can go call him." Tang Yuehua's meaning was quite clear: if it was not important, there was no need to look for him. He was not receiving guests today.

Yun Yun walked over to Xue Qinghe's side.

"The little girl is Ning Rongrong, right? She's so adorable." Yun Yun pinched Ning Rongrong's cheek.

Ning Rongrong giggled. "Big Sister is very pretty too."

"Haha, what a sweet little mouth." Yun Yun did not say much more to Ning Rongrong and prepared to head up to the fifth floor to check on the situation.

"Um, Big Sister, is that little brother who was singing earlier here? I want to be with him." Ning Rongrong's sweet voice made Yun Yun happy, but Little Rogue had given prior instructions and had specifically named Ning Rongrong.

Absolutely no meeting. After all, she was the princess of the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, someone even Xue Ye had to show some courtesy to when he saw her.

"Sorry, cute Rongrong. That Little Rogue has probably gone off to handle his own business." Yun Yun gave Ning Rongrong a sweet smile.

"But pretty Big Sister, why do you call him Little Rogue?" Ning Rongrong tilted her head, her sapphire-like eyes blinking at Yun Yun.

Yun Yun was truly stumped by the question. She did not want to lead this adorable little girl astray, especially when it came to the phrase "Little Rogue."

Seeing that it was about enough, Xue Qinghe said, "Your Excellency, I'll take Rongrong to find her father first."

"Thank you, Crown Prince." Yun Yun thanked him. "Be good, Rongrong. Hurry and go find your daddy."

Yun Yun hurried away as well. She now felt that this little girl looked adorable, but even a Super Douluo like her could not withstand that destructive power.

Xue Qinghe led Ning Rongrong into the performance room from earlier.

"Be good, Rongrong. Let's stay here and watch Sword Grandfather, all right?" Xue Qinghe had also heard about Ning Rongrong's temperament. She often turned the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect upside down.

"Rongrong, come to Daddy. Your Sword Grandfather is about to break through. We can't talk, or we might affect his breakthrough." Faced with Ning Fengzhi's serious expression, Ning Rongrong obediently listened.

Though she was young, she understood what was important.

Ning Rongrong stayed in Ning Fengzhi's arms and fell asleep.

Xue Qinghe also sat nearby, accompanying Ning Fengzhi and his daughter as they waited for Sword Douluo together.

About half an hour later, "Haha! I finally broke through!"

Sword Douluo stood up and burst into laughter. Then he glanced around and found no one nearby.

After sensing the surroundings, he realized this seemed to be Moonlight Pavilion.

He immediately lowered his voice.

"Congratulations, Sword Uncle, on breaking through to Rank 96." Ning Fengzhi was truly delighted. The sect's strength had increased a little more.

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