Could This Kid Possibly Break Through All the Way to Soul Ancestor?

Bone Douluo sighed and shook his head at the sight. "Sigh, Rongrong has been spoiled rotten..."

He naturally knew what it meant to break off an engagement in public.

"Spoiled?"

Sword Douluo sneered inwardly, recalling what his grandson had said the night before.

"Grandpa, do you believe that Ning Rongrong will break off the engagement in public tomorrow, then Ning Fengzhi will step forward to smooth things over and force us to call off the engagement?"

He could still remember the teasing, mocking expression on his grandson's face.

At first, he had not believed it. After all, he had guarded the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect for so many years. Ning Fengzhi should not have done such a thing; even if he could no longer endure it, he should have spoken to him privately.

After all, breaking off an engagement in public was far too humiliating.

Yet he had not expected Ning Fengzhi to actually do it. Even now, he still found it hard to believe that Ning Fengzhi would go this far.

Just as he trusted his grandson Chen Lang without question, Ning Fengzhi was also someone he had watched grow up.

But if what happened next was still exactly as his grandson had predicted, then he would have no choice but to believe it.

"Did you hear that? Your father told you not to make trouble. An engagement is arranged by one's parents and matchmaker—how can you break it off just because you feel like it?" Chen Lang looked at Ning Rongrong with a cold smile, resembling a great villain forcing a virtuous woman into prostitution.

He wanted to force Ning Fengzhi to reveal his true face, so his foolish grandfather could see what Ning Fengzhi was really like!

Merchants prized profit and cared little for parting. In his eyes, Ning Fengzhi and Tang San were birds of a feather.

Swing the same stick at them, and not a single good person would come out of it.

Sure enough, Ning Fengzhi's expression froze for a moment upon hearing those words.

What the hell was this?

What the hell did he mean by parents' orders and a matchmaker's words? Since when did a wastrel like you know such phrases?

A girl had publicly broken off her engagement with you. Shouldn't you have stepped forward and said something like, "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river—do not mock a poor young man"?

Then tear up the engagement contract in public, allowing me to come forward and smooth things over by saying it was all a misunderstanding.

Instead, this kid had no sense of shame at all and had actually gone along with his words!

To be fair, Ning Fengzhi had not expected Chen Lang to be so shameless.

Still, despite the countless thoughts racing through his mind, he immediately put on a smile. As a seasoned schemer, he said, "Exactly. An engagement is arranged by one's parents and matchmaker. Rongrong, stop making trouble. So many people are watching—aren't you embarrassed?"

Ning Rongrong immediately caught on. Facing the many disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, she said, "Chen Lang, it isn't that I insist on breaking off the engagement."

"If you had cultivated diligently and not wasted your talent, I, Ning Rongrong, would never have broken off the engagement."

"But you refuse to improve yourself or strive forward, spending every day indulging in pleasure. You clearly possess Innate Full Soul Power, yet you do not even dare absorb a Soul Ring. You are not a man at all, without even the slightest sense of a man's responsibility. Why should I marry you?"

"Even if I agreed, do you think the disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would? Would they be willing to entrust the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to you?"

"Grandpa Sword can protect you for a while, but can he protect you for the rest of your life?"

That was right. Ning Rongrong had understood her father's hint. With so many people watching, even Sword Douluo would not want to provoke public outrage, would he?

"That's right! As the little princess and pride of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, her future partner must naturally be an equally outstanding genius. How are you, Chen Lang, worthy of her?"

"I think so too! If the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect were handed to a wastrel like Chen Lang, who only knows how to live off his elders, I would rather leave the sect!"

"Exactly! As one of the Upper Three Sects, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect must never be ruined in this kid's hands!"

"..."

Hearing Ning Rongrong's well-reasoned words, the crowd immediately stepped forward and spoke indignantly.

Some were genuinely considering the sect's future, while others were simply jealous.

Let's see how you deal with this now, kid. Ning Fengzhi sneered inwardly as he looked at Chen Lang.

Clap! Clap! Clap!

At that moment, not only did Chen Lang not get angry, he even began applauding. A faint smile rested on his lips, and he showed no sign of panic.

Ning Rongrong, Ning Rongrong. If you had broken off the engagement privately, I might have shown some consideration for old times' sake.

But you actually did it in public. You not only humiliated me, but also made my grandfather lose face. Then do not blame me for being merciless.

Ning Fengzhi's heart tightened instinctively. What trick was this kid going to pull now?

Still, he had backup plans, so he was not worried.

What puzzled him even more was that Sword Douluo had not reacted at all, as though the one being cast aside was not his grandson.

Could it be that he had also despaired of Chen Lang?

"Chen Lang, since you applauded, I'll take that as your agreement." Ning Rongrong clearly did not yet realize the seriousness of the situation. A smug expression appeared on her face as she proudly raised her chin.

"Who said I agreed?"

Chen Lang raised one of his naturally slanted sword-like brows and smiled. "Didn't you say that if I cultivated diligently and absorbed Soul Rings, you would not break off the engagement?"

"Then I'll absorb them right now for you to see."

As he spoke, Chen Lang looked toward his grandfather. "Old man, where are the things I asked you to prepare?"

"They've been ready for a long time."

Sword Douluo's eyes lit up upon hearing this. He knew his grandson was about to show off... no, he was about to bring honor to him!

But what was the point of having him prepare Soul Rings for three realms?

Forget it. As long as this little brat was willing to cultivate diligently, even if he wanted the Soul Rings of those two Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts in the deepest part of the Star Dou Great Forest, he would risk his life to bring them back.

After all, this was his only precious grandson.

"Sword Old Man, what do you mean, they've been prepared?" Bone Douluo looked utterly confused.

"Just open your dog eyes and watch carefully. How could Chen Xin's grandson possibly be a coward?"

Sword Douluo shot Bone Douluo a glance, then leaped up and landed beside Chen Lang. In a low voice, he asked, "You little brat, are you sure about this?"

"I've said it before: having me as your grandson is smoke rising from the ancestral graves of the Chen family." Chen Lang's lips curled up, confident and flamboyant.

He had a system, and he had awakened the Seven Kill Sword along with Innate Full Soul Power. If he still could not make something of himself, he might as well find a big-chested woman to smother him to death.

Sword Douluo looked at his grandson, who had uttered such outrageously disrespectful words. Yet, for once, he did not kick him. Instead, his deep eyes were filled with gratification and affection.

"Bring them up."

Sword Douluo clapped his hands. At once, four Soul Sages from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect appeared beside him, each carrying a dying Soul Beast by the head.

"These are Soul Beasts that are four hundred, seven hundred, fifteen hundred, and five thousand years old. Even if Chen Lang intends to absorb Soul Rings, he cannot possibly be planning to absorb all four, can he?"

"Exactly. Could there be someone else who needs to absorb one?"

"..."

Seeing three Soul Beasts of different ages appear, everyone was stunned.

Even Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo were stunned. What did this mean?

Could this kid possibly be planning to break through all the way to Soul Ancestor in one go?