Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
As one of the Upper Three Sects, its strength and foundation were far beyond comparison to a ramshackle outfit like Shrek Academy.
As the carriage entered the sect's territory, the first thing that came into view was Glazed Tile Avenue, broad enough for eight carriages to travel side by side.
On both sides of the avenue were meticulously trimmed gardens, filled with exotic flowers and rare plants competing in splendor.
In the distance, pavilions and towers stood in neat rows, reflecting rainbow-hued halos beneath the sunlight like an immortal realm.
A faint, refreshing fragrance permeated the air. One breath of it was enough to leave a person feeling invigorated.
"Good grief, this is way more impressive than that rundown village of ours at Shrek," Ma Hongjun said, pulling back the carriage curtain. His eyes nearly popped out at the sight outside.
Oscar wore an equally envious and resentful expression. "Damn capitalists! Ning Rongrong, does your family still need a live-in son-in-law? The kind who can produce sausages himself!"
"Get lost!" Ning Rongrong's pretty face reddened as she shot him a huge glare, though the pride in her eyes was impossible to hide.
This was her home.
One of the wealthiest and most powerful sects on the Douluo Continent.
The carriage came to a stop before the sect's main hall.
Ning Fengzhi was the first to step down. The sect disciples who had long been waiting immediately came forward to greet him respectfully.
"Greetings, Sect Master!"
"Greetings, Sword Douluo! Greetings, Bone Douluo!"
"Greetings, Young Miss!"
The thunderous greetings displayed the strict hierarchy and formidable cohesion of the sect.
"Pass down my order." Ning Fengzhi's expression returned to the majesty of a sect master. "Summon all core elders to the council hall for a meeting. Also, arrange