"Where was this? Had I transmigrated?"
Inside the room, Jiang Mian slowly opened his eyes.
"Spirit Hall? Looks like I transmigrated to the same era as Tang San." Jiang Mian absorbed the original owner's memories and muttered, "This body actually has Innate Full Spirit Power, and a Spirit Ball Martial Spirit?"
"Oh? What's this? The young lady's pet dog is awake?"
Just as Jiang Mian was intently studying his Martial Spirit, a Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect disciple in uniform suddenly approached him.
The disciple sneered. "Tch, trying to use this trick to catch the young lady's attention? Even if you have Innate Full Spirit Power, it doesn't change the fact that you're just a dog at her side."
"If you're the young lady's dog for one day, you'll be her dog for the rest of your life."
"What did you say!"
Jiang Mian glared furiously at the disciple. The parents of this body had died on the battlefield protecting Ning Fengzhi, the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. That was why Ning Fengzhi had brought Jiang Mian back to the sect and promised to marry his daughter, Ning Rongrong, to him.
But in the eyes of outsiders, Jiang Mian was merely a live-in son-in-law, one without the slightest dignity, as lowly as a servant.
Jiang Mian's eyes widened as he was about to lose his temper when Ning Rongrong's voice came from outside. Her voice was clear and cold. "Jiang Mian, come with me."
Jiang Mian was puzzled. In his memories, this young lady had always ignored him. Why was she acting so strangely today?
Ning Rongrong and Jiang Mian had only just awakened their Martial Spirits. They were both six years old, and Ning Rongrong was the precious jewel of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Ning Rongrong had been spoiled since childhood. Arrogant, haughty, and contemptuous of everyone else—no negative term seemed excessive when applied to her. She was the very image of a spoiled princess.
Jiang Mian did not think much of it and got up to head outside. That disciple still would not let it go. "Look at that. Just as expected of the dog the young lady has kept by her side since childhood. A couple of calls, and he comes running over with his tail wagging."
Jiang Mian laughed in extreme anger. He grabbed the disciple by the neck and said coldly, "Do you want to die?"
"Let him go! What are you doing?" Seeing Jiang Mian's reaction, Ning Rongrong immediately rebuked him. "His Martial Spirit is the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda!"
Her meaning could not have been clearer. He was a member of her Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Jiang Mian was nothing more than a dog at her side—what right did he have to touch him?
"Fine. Fine. Fine." Jiang Mian directly threw the disciple to the ground and said coldly, "Ning Rongrong, are you satisfied now?"
"Is Ning Rongrong a name you can call?" Ning Rongrong frowned, then muttered to herself, "Forget it. It's only this one time, anyway."
"Even a house dog is this arrogant." The disciple continued to prattle on. "If it weren't for the young lady's sake, I'd kill you!"
Jiang Mian dismissed him with disdain. Ning Rongrong brought Jiang Mian to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's council hall. The hall was unusually silent, with only Bone Douluo, Gu Rong, seated inside.
"Jiang Mian, I hereby formally announce that I am breaking off our engagement." Ning Rongrong's voice was not loud, but all three people present heard her clearly.
"Little Mian, although you have Innate Full Spirit Power and are a rare genius, matters of the heart cannot be forced. Let the engagement be called off."
"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will still be your home. Even if the engagement is dissolved, we will not mistreat you. Once you grow stronger, just support Rongrong properly." Gu Rong rose to his feet. "The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will certainly give you the best cultivation resources."
"Heh." Jiang Mian sneered. Ning Fengzhi had promised him those things years ago, but how many grievances and disdainful looks had he endured in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect over the past six years? Had Ning Fengzhi ever cared?
Perhaps it was because Ning Fengzhi was rarely in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, or perhaps the original owner had not wanted to trouble Ning Fengzhi over his own affairs.
He had thought things would improve after awakening his Martial Spirit. Instead, Ning Rongrong had come to break off their engagement?
"Wonderful. What a wonderful Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!" Jiang Mian laughed in fury. "Truly a bunch of sanctimonious hypocrites!"
"Insolence!" Gu Rong waved his hand, and an irresistible pressure instantly knocked Jiang Mian to the ground. "The Sect Master bringing you back then was a second chance at life for you. I never expected you to be so ungrateful!"
Ning Rongrong pulled out a Divorce Letter and a box of cinnabar ink paste from her pocket. With her chin raised arrogantly, she said, "Sign it already. I don't want to spend even one more second around you!"
"Fine!" Blood trickled from the corner of Jiang Mian's mouth. His eyes were bloodshot as he struggled to his feet, hooked a finger through the blood at his lips, and pressed his fingerprint onto the Divorce Letter!
"Stop!" At that moment, a sharp voice suddenly rang out from beyond the hall. A white-haired man in blue robes arrived, flying on a sword.
He was Sword Douluo Chen Xin, one of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's two supreme elders, hailed by the spirit master world as the continent's number one attack Douluo.
"Old Bones, Rongrong, what are you doing?" Sword Douluo said angrily. "Do you not know that Jiang Mian's parents once saved Fengzhi's life?"
"Swordman, the debt of saving his life was repaid by raising him. We have raised this brat for so many years; his parents' favor has long since been repaid." Gu Rong said calmly. "The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect can support this brat for the rest of his life without betraying the favor his parents showed Fengzhi."
No matter what, Sword Douluo had never expected that after merely accompanying Ning Fengzhi on a long journey, he would return to find that they had nearly driven the sect's only Innate Full Spirit Power genius away.
Chen Xin had always thought highly of Jiang Mian. Innate Full Spirit Power—although that strange Martial Spirit he had awakened did not seem particularly useful, Innate Full Spirit Power alone proved that its rank could not possibly be low.
"You three put on this whole act together. Do you really take me for an idiot?" Jiang Mian cursed. "A bunch of sanctimonious hypocrites! Do you really think I'll have no way to survive once I leave your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"
"You insolent brat, who gave you the nerve?" Gu Rong raised his hand to strike Jiang Mian, but Sword Douluo quickly stepped in front of him.
"Jiang Mian, since things have come to this, let your marriage with Rongrong be canceled. But you can remain in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. I will devote everything to training you," Sword Douluo said as he turned around.
"Keep dreaming!" Jiang Mian tried to shove Sword Douluo away, but he was only a six-year-old child. How could he possibly move a level 96 Sword Douluo?
"Swordman, I told you he was an ungrateful wretch." Gu Rong gritted his teeth. "Since he wants to leave, let him get lost. We have already done everything we could!"
"No. The child is still young and doesn't understand." Sword Douluo said solemnly. "Besides, we were the ones in the wrong."
"Stop putting on an act." Jiang Mian said coldly. "From this day onward, I, Jiang Mian, will have nothing more to do with your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"
Before his words had even faded, Jiang Mian had already turned and left.
Watching his departing back, Sword Douluo wanted to speak but held himself back. He could only turn around and glare angrily at Bone Douluo, who was comforting Ning Rongrong.
"Old Bones, do you know how great a disaster you've caused? Little Mian has Innate Full Spirit Power. You drove him away—how will you explain this to the Sect Master when he returns?"
Bone Douluo did not care in the slightest about Sword Douluo's questioning.
So what if Jiang Mian had Innate Full Spirit Power? Rongrong did not like him, and no one could force her.
Bone Douluo beckoned with his hand.
Several spirit masters dressed like scholars emerged from the shadows of the hall. They spoke in unison, "Elder, we have recorded everything that happened just now. Of course, we understand the rules."
"Mm." Bone Douluo waved a hand, and the spirit masters all left.
"Old Bones, how did you become like this? Even if Rongrong doesn't like Jiang Mian, we could have discussed it properly. What good does driving away someone with Innate Full Spirit Power do for our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"
Hearing her Sword Grandpa defend Jiang Mian, Ning Rongrong suddenly buried herself in Bone Douluo's arms and began to cry. "Sword Grandpa is bad! Rongrong just doesn't like Jiang Mian!"
"Don't cry, Rongrong. Bone Grandpa will stand up for you, all right?"
Those people had already recorded all of Jiang Mian's supposed arrogance and ingratitude. Once those records were spread tomorrow, Jiang Mian's good reputation would be completely ruined.
"Rongrong..." Looking at Ning Rongrong curled up in Bone Douluo's arms, Sword Douluo ultimately could not bring himself to say what was on his lips.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had now thoroughly offended Jiang Mian. If there was any chance of winning him back, they had to do everything possible, after all. He was a genius with Innate Full Spirit Power.
Throughout the continent's entire history, there had been fewer than a hundred geniuses with Innate Full Spirit Power.
Of course, if Jiang Mian truly came to hate the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect because of this, then to prevent the sect from gaining a powerful enemy in the future, no matter how unwilling he was, Sword Douluo could only...
Outside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Jiang Mian used the money he had saved over the years to buy a carriage. Without stopping, he rushed toward the Star Dou Great Forest. As long as he had strength, he would never suffer anyone's humiliation again.
Yet from the moment Jiang Mian bought the carriage, he had felt as though someone was watching him from behind. It made the hair all over his body stand on end, leaving him extremely uneasy.
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