So many hearts were broken that day!

On the training platform, Gu Rong watched Ye Xingchen showing off and, for the moment, could do absolutely nothing about him.

As long as that strange Cauldron Martial Soul was there, the brat was practically invincible.

"Who on earth is this guy? He actually withstood a blow from Elder Gu Rong without losing. That's a level 95 Titled Douluo!"

"Didn't you see Elder Gu Rong suppress his strength to that of a level 18 Soul Master too? Still, this brat really is impressive. He could brag about this for two years!"

"He's just too good at showing off. With that freakish defense of his, Elder Gu Rong would have a really hard time touching him!"

Standing amid the crowd, Ye Xingchen remained unmoved by the discussions around him. He smiled faintly at Gu Rong, who was growing somewhat anxious before him.

With his current initial Bitter Sea Shore strength supporting the Heavenly Emperor Cauldron Martial Soul's defenses, anyone who did not use strength above the Soul Elder level could not do a thing to him.

"You little brat! Even if I have to throw away this old face of mine today, I'm going to beat you, you show-off!"

Elder Gu Rong, finding it hard to save face, shook his head and immediately disregarded their agreed conditions!

His Soul Power instantly rose to the Soul Ancestor level, and the phantom of a Bone Dragon quietly emerged behind him.

He looked at Ye Xingchen before him, shouted, and charged forward.

The instant he drew close, Gu Rong raised his fist without hesitation and smashed it straight at him.

At once, the formidable power of a Soul Ancestor rushed straight at Ye Xingchen.

"Looks like Elder Gu Rong has abandoned all shame. You're actually using both hands, and you've even used strength above Soul Master Level 18!"

"Does bullying a little Soul Master like me make you feel superior?"

Ye Xingchen smiled calmly and delivered those two remarks.

He immediately chose to retreat two steps as Elder Gu Rong's fist came smashing toward him.

Without hesitation, he drew a longsword and casually swung it. A tremendous surge of Sword Qi instantly rose from the ground.

Boom!

An explosion rang out, and an immensely powerful wave of Soul Power instantly spread out between the two.

A trench was blasted into the floor of the training platform!

Once the smoke cleared, Gu Rong looked at Ye Xingchen before him, his expression turning somewhat grave for the first time.

He had just used Soul Ancestor-level strength, together with the experience he had accumulated over his many years as a Titled Douluo.

He had thought that even if Ye Xingchen could withstand his punch, he would at least be forced back.

But now it seemed this fellow's own strength was fully sufficient to fight a Soul Ancestor.

He could not help recalling what Chen Xin had said earlier, and doubts began stirring in his heart.

"Heavens, what kind of monster is this guy? He's only a level 18 Soul Master, yet he actually withstood a Soul Ancestor-level attack! And that was power unleashed by a level 95 Titled Douluo!"

"He's so strong! Who on earth is he? I've never seen anyone this strong. He didn't even use his Martial Soul just now, did he?"

"No idea. For someone to be together with Princess Rongrong, his background definitely can't be ordinary. It looks like an extraordinary genius has emerged in our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"

Watching from the side, Chen Xin could not help letting the corners of his mouth rise slightly.

Back in the Frozen Forest, he had personally witnessed Ye Xingchen fight an opponent with Soul King-level strength.

The current fight was no more than a splash of water by comparison.

He shook his head, pushed lightly with his heels, and landed between the two on the training platform.

"Gu Rong, you lost. You've already used Soul Ancestor-level strength!"

"As a senior, you can't be this shameless, can you?"

Hearing this, Gu Rong sighed, his old face flushed crimson. Looking at the white-robed Ye Xingchen before him, he could not help saying with a sigh:

"I lost. It seems I underestimated you. You really are strong!"

Ye Xingchen smiled faintly, his expression calm. Seeing Gu Rong concede, he cupped his fists and said:

"Thank you, Elder Gu Rong, for suppressing your strength to fight me!"

"At full strength, Elder Gu Rong would still surpass me by a great deal!"

Gu Rong shook his head, his old face crimson. Looking at Ye Xingchen before him, he did not want to say another word.

In front of so many people, he had thoroughly lost face!

"You're amazing, Husband!"

"You actually defeated Grandpa Gu Rong! That was so handsome!"

Seeing Ye Xingchen win, an elated Ning Rongrong clapped her little hands and came skipping over.

Husband?

The surrounding Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect disciples were all dumbfounded when they heard this. Looking at their cheering, jubilant Princess Rongrong, they could not understand what had happened.

"What? Princess Rongrong actually called this man her husband? What's going on? How come I didn't know she was already married?"

"This is too unfair! My goddess, Princess Rongrong, has actually married someone else. What meaning is there left in my life? Boo-hoo-hoo..."

"This is huge! So our Princess Rongrong already had a husband. This really is so enviable-a talented man and a beautiful woman, boo-hoo-hoo..."

Standing amid the crowd, Ye Xingchen watched Ning Rongrong run over and pulled her into his arms.

He turned to glance at everyone and nodded slightly, then the two swaggered away.

Gu Rong, finding it hard to save his old face, sighed, then shot into the sky and vanished without a trace.

"Sect Master, I'll be leaving first. That fellow is probably feeling depressed. I'd better go cheer him up!"

Chen Xin glanced back at Ning Fengzhi, left him with those words, then rode away on Sword Qi as well.

Feeling somewhat bored, Ning Fengzhi shook his head. Just as he was about to leave, however, he saw the surrounding sect disciples gather around him.

"Sect Master, what exactly is going on? When did Princess Rongrong get a husband? This is far too unexpected. How come we didn't know?"

"Exactly! When did Princess Rongrong marry this guy? Our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect never even announced something this important!"

"Sect Master, please tell us the truth. Is this really true? Am I dreaming? This is just too terrifying!"

Developing something of a headache, Ning Fengzhi could not help feeling rather helpless at the confusion written all over the disciples' faces.

He had intended to keep this matter hidden to the end, but today, in full view of everyone, his daughter had inadvertently revealed their relationship.

He nodded, then said with a smile:

"That's right. That young man just now is the Young Master of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. He is Rongrong's husband!"

Hearing this, the hearts of the many male disciples on the training platform turned ice-cold.

Watching the Sect Master's departing back, they all sighed and sat on the ground in a daze, as though their souls had left them.

Yet Ning Rongrong, the instigator of it all, knew nothing of any of this.

I don't know how many people are reading. But I still hope you won't leave the book sitting to build up chapters.