Chen Xin's expression shifted slightly when he heard this, his hands clasped behind his back. He glanced at Ye Xingchen. Did he see the situation so clearly?
He nodded and said evenly:
"That's right. Spirit Hall has the ravenous ambitions of a wolf. Ever since the Clear Sky Sect went into seclusion!"
"They've stopped taking many people seriously. Before long, this continent will probably be plunged into strife!"
Hearing this, Ning Rongrong nodded. She linked her arm through Ye Xingchen's and said with a smile:
"Then it looks like we'd better get stronger quickly, or those people will come looking for trouble!"
"Aside from Grandpa Chen Xin and Grandpa Gu Rong, our two Titled Douluos, we don't seem to have any other powerful fighters!"
Unconcerned, Chen Xin smiled. He glanced at Rongrong before him and teased:
"Don't worry. As long as I'm here, I'll keep you safe. Just grow stronger as quickly as you can!"
"Those days are probably still some time away..."
Ye Xingchen nodded, then turned to look at the two corpses on the ground. The corners of his mouth lifted slightly.
He went over with his longsword and rummaged around a couple of times, promptly hooking out two storage pouches.
Somewhat puzzled by the sight, Ning Rongrong asked:
"What are you doing? You won't even leave the corpses alone? Do you have some strange fetish?"
Ye Xingchen smiled calmly, lifting the two storage pouches with his longsword as he teased:
"These are our spoils. Shouldn't we take them? Wouldn't leaving them out here in these desolate mountains be a waste?"
Hearing this, Ning Rongrong nodded, finding his words quite reasonable.
She rubbed her chin, then took out a dagger and began searching the corpses too.
Watching this with some embarrassment, Chen Xin thought, The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's little princess has been thoroughly led astray by him.
Still, he could clearly sense slight changes in Rongrong's temper and various other aspects of her.
"All right, you've successfully absorbed the Soul Ring too. Let's head back!"
Hearing this, the two immediately stopped what they were doing and walked over.
Ning Rongrong glanced reluctantly at the corpses on the ground and muttered:
"These two were so poor. They didn't have any treasures besides those two storage pouches!"
"So stingy, and they were from Spirit Hall. Looks like those people are all show!"
Holding back a laugh, Ye Xingchen sighed softly and patted Ning Rongrong's head as he said:
"Not everyone on the Douluo Continent is as wealthy as the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Don't compare everyone to yourself!"
Her pretty face slightly flushed, Ning Rongrong nodded and leaned against Ye Xingchen's arm. Carried by a strand of Sword Qi, the three slowly flew away.
Shortly after they left, waves of Sword Qi reduced the area to dust!
Meanwhile, a roar suddenly rang out from a forbidden seclusion ground somewhere within Spirit Hall.
Immediately afterward, a burly man charged out. A powerful aura belonging to a level-92 Titled Douluo instantly swept out from him in every direction.
"Who killed my son..."
"Find them for me! I'm going to kill him..."
Seeing this, the Spirit Hall guards stationed around the area trembled and dropped to one knee, not daring to move an inch.
As they watched Blood Stab Douluo raging madly in the sky, none of them knew what had happened.
"How dare you! This is the sect's forbidden ground. You dare run wild here?"
Just then, a cool voice rang out. Hearing it, the enraged Blood Stab Douluo immediately reined in his aura.
He shook his head, gave a cold snort, and descended.
Several Spirit Hall elders who had already been waiting there repeatedly bowed their heads, then stepped forward to ask:
"Elder Ci Xue, what happened to make you so furious?"
A bloodthirsty expression appeared on Ci Xue's face as he snorted. He glanced at those around him and said coldly:
"Investigate Elder Song's recent movements. I want to know where he went!"
Hearing this, a Spirit Hall elder nodded repeatedly, then withdrew with the others in different directions.
Once they had left, Blood Stab Douluo stood where he was and clenched his fists tightly.
While he had been in seclusion just now, the Life Tablet he had given his son had suddenly shattered. It had nearly sent his cultivation into disastrous deviation and driven him mad.
"Who dared kill my son? This is openly setting themselves against Spirit Hall!"
"When I find you, I'll slice you with a thousand blades and hack your corpse into ten thousand pieces..."
Leaving those words behind, Blood Stab Douluo glanced back at the tall tower behind him, then concealed himself and left.
Three days later, within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Elder Gu Rong gazed at the tall tower outside, his face full of misery.
He glanced back at Chen Xin, wanting to say something but not knowing what to say.
The worry covering his face made Ning Fengzhi want to laugh.
"Elder Gu Rong, why put yourself through this? It's only a defeat!"
Hearing the Sect Master say this only deepened Elder Gu Rong's bitterness. He began to regret agreeing to that challenge with that fellow.
Now that the fellow had formed a Soul Ring, his strength was actually this terrifying. If Gu Rong lost against him, he would probably become the laughingstock of the entire sect.
"It doesn't matter if I lose. The real issue is that the sect will lose face!"
"This little fellow really is a monster. He's already this powerful after forming just his first Soul Ring. Wouldn't he defy the heavens once he formed his second?"
Standing to one side, Elder Chen Xin smiled faintly at this.
He turned to look at the burly Gu Rong and said evenly:
"He's the Young Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Why would that make us lose face?"
"If you're too frightened to duel him, I can simply tell him for you!"
Unable to bear the provocation, Gu Rong shook his head, then stepped forward and asked:
"Chen Xin, is what you said really true? Can this little fellow really fight a Soul King without losing?"
"He's really only a Soul Master in the teens right now, isn't he? Isn't that far too outrageous?"
With his hands clasped behind his back, Ning Fengzhi shook his head and sighed softly.
"Elder Gu Rong, I told you long ago that he has other powers within him. You mustn't underestimate him!"
"Now that the arrow is on the string, it must be loosed. You'd better settle down and prepare for the fight!"
Just as he finished speaking, footsteps sounded outside the door. Ning Rongrong came skipping in, followed by Ye Xingchen, dressed in white.
Seeing this, Gu Rong instinctively turned his face away and stopped looking in their direction.
"Father, what are you all talking about? It looks so lively here!"
"Has some new fun thing arrived again? Hurry and let me play with it!"
Hearing his daughter's questions, Ning Fengzhi smiled dotingly.
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