"Sect Master, what did you say? You want to promise Rongrong to someone?"
"Rongrong's marriage is a major matter. Wouldn't this be a little inappropriate?"
Inside the Council Hall of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect on the Douluo Continent, Gu Rong, a Titled Douluo wreathed in killing intent, looked at Ning Fengzhi and asked!
"That's right. Only the two of you may know about this."
"Anyone else who learns of it dies!"
His expression calm, Ning Fengzhi glanced at the two Titled Douluo elders and smiled.
Chen Xin, who had stood silently to one side, sighed softly when he saw that the Sect Master had already made his decision.
He couldn't help recalling how, ten years ago, the Sect Master had suddenly disappeared for several months.
When he returned, he carried a trace of the Demon Forest's aura, along with a Jade Coffin!
Chen Xin remembered how he had merely glanced into the coffin, yet that had left even him, a Titled Douluo, seriously injured.
Even now, remembering the scene inside the coffin made him shudder, and only the Sect Master knew about his injury.
Over these ten years, aside from looking after Rongrong, the Sect Master had spent almost all his time inside the Secret Chamber.
As for what he did there, no one knew!
Today, he and Gu Rong had been cultivating in seclusion when they secretly received an urgent sound transmission from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Only after rushing to this hall did they learn what this matter of burning urgency was!
"Sect Master, what exactly is going on?"
"If you want Rongrong to marry him, you should at least let us meet him!"
Chen Xin spoke in a grave voice.
Him?
Gu Rong froze briefly. Looking at Chen Xin, who seemed to know something, he stepped forward and asked:
"Chen Xin, you know about this?"
"Well, look at you, keeping things from me now! So I'm an invisible elder, am I?"
Unperturbed, Chen Xin smiled faintly. He turned to glance at the aggrieved Gu Rong and said with a smile:
"Be patient. The Sect Master will explain!"
With his hands behind his back, Ning Fengzhi shook his head slightly. As he glanced at the two elders, a thousand thoughts swirled through his mind.
He couldn't help recalling what Rongrong's mother had entrusted to him when they parted.
The years had hurried by, and he had fulfilled her trust and brought him back.
Under his meticulous care, he had barely managed to revive him...
"I will not tell either of you elders about his origins."
"You need only remember that this is a promise between my wife and me, as well as a mark of respect for that person!"
At these words, Chen Xin's expression shifted slightly.
Just as he had guessed, that person's identity was anything but ordinary.
This was only the second time he had seen the Sect Master protect someone like this!
"What is all this supposed to mean?"
"My Bone Dragon is already ravenous and parched! Sect Master, stop keeping us guessing!"
"Don't you trust us two old fellows?"
Blunt and somewhat impatient, Gu Rong rubbed his head and shouted.
He had watched Rongrong grow up from childhood. He would never allow her to casually marry some fellow he had never even heard of!
"Don't rush. Where's Rongrong?"
"Where is that little girl? The full moon night is almost upon us, and she still won't come out?"
His expression gentle, Ning Fengzhi glanced at a corner of the hall and deliberately raised his voice as he spoke with a smile.
The moment his words fell, Ning Rongrong, swift as a fleeing hare in motion and demure as a maiden at rest, tiptoed out.
Her pretty face slightly flushed, she glanced at her two grandpas and her father, who seemed rather imposing today, and said timidly:
"Father, isn't Rongrong here now?"
As he looked at his somewhat bashful daughter, Ning Fengzhi's face filled with doting affection.
He glanced around the spacious, empty hall, then said with a smile:
"Come, follow me to the forbidden grounds!"
The forbidden grounds?
Getting married meant going to the forbidden grounds, too?
Somewhat bewildered, Gu Rong rubbed his head as he watched Ning Rongrong approach.
He hurriedly took a Red Vermilion Fruit from his bag and asked with a smile:
"Rongrong, tell me, what's going on?"
Looking at the red fruit held out to her, Ning Rongrong shook her head slightly.
Normally, she would already have been spinning with delight at a snack Grandpa Gu Rong offered her!
Today, however, she seemed to find it difficult to speak, or perhaps she was feeling bashful.
"All right, old Gu, won't we find out in a moment?"
At Chen Xin's reminder, Gu Rong sighed softly, then followed the Sect Master toward the forbidden grounds!
Meanwhile, inside a hidden secret chamber somewhere within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect,
a Seven-Colored Jade Coffin lay quietly across a bed of ten-thousand-year profound ice.
Wreathed in wisps of cold air, the entire chamber seemed like an immortal realm!
Inside the coffin lay a handsome youth who looked sculpted from ice and carved from jade, with red lips and white teeth, like a heavenly god descended to earth.
As a ding rang out, the youth's brows furrowed slightly:
Ding! Congratulations on having been reincarnated on the Douluo Continent for a hundred thousand years. The Perfect Douluo System has been activated!
Hearing the system's notification, Ye Xingchen slowly opened his eyes.
After glancing around, he couldn't help sighing:
"Motherfucker!"
"A hundred thousand years! Fuck! (A kind of plant!)"
"Why don't you fucking just make me sleep another hundred thousand years?"
His name was Ye Xingchen, a transmigrator from Earth!
He was also a devoted Douluo fan. On the night Xiao Wu sacrificed herself, he had died suddenly!
With hatred for A San in his heart, Ye Xingchen had arrived in the Demon Forest on the Douluo Continent a hundred thousand years in the past!
Figuring that since he was already here, he had been preparing to cultivate diligently, become a god, then wait a hundred thousand years to destroy Tang San the moment he appeared.
Instead, the system had activated and immediately put him to sleep for a hundred thousand years...
"I... finally got out..."
"Where is this? System, what have you done to me over these hundred thousand years?"
"Why do I feel like I'm still a mortal, without even an awakened Martial Soul?"
After waking up, Ye Xingchen examined himself internally and immediately couldn't help complaining!
Perfect Douluo System: "..." Perfect Douluo System: "Keep babbling, and I won't mind giving you another hundred thousand years!"
At the system's firm official response, Ye Xingchen immediately swallowed the words caught in his throat.
He was just about to ask something else when footsteps came from outside the door.
For safety's sake, Ye Xingchen promptly lay back down and continued pretending to be a corpse!
With the sound of the door opening, Ning Fengzhi, Ning Rongrong, Chen Xin, and Gu Rong walked in!
The three who were visiting for the first time were all astonished by the unearthly beauty of the person in the coffin!
"This youth looks like an immortal descended from heaven. He's outrageously handsome! A pity he seems to have no signs of life!" Gu Rong exclaimed.
Unperturbed, Ning Fengzhi shook his head slightly. He glanced at the person in the coffin, a trace of tenderness appearing in his eyes.
Ten years of nourishment with Soul Power and life force, all to await this day!
To fulfill his wife's request, he was willing to give everything.
"The moment he awakens, he will become this sect's Young Master!"
"You and I will all become his Guardians of the Dao, protecting him as he grows into a god!"
Hearing these two statements from Ning Fengzhi, a hint of surprise appeared in Chen Xin's eyes.
He glanced at that immortal and was just about to say something more.
But Ning Fengzhi took Ning Rongrong's delicate hand and said with a soft laugh:
"Daughter, it's your turn!"
"Give him a kiss, and he'll wake up!"
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