Douluo: Granting Ning Rongrong in Marriage, Rewarding the Heaven Shading Method

Transparent longswords silently appeared across the Sky Dome.

Seeing this, Ye Xingchen could not help feeling slightly shocked. So this is the strength of a Titled Douluo? Truly terrifying!

"I told you, I do not like being threatened, especially by people from Spirit Hall!"

Hearing this, the Blonde Man's face turned pale. He instinctively looked up and saw countless longswords descending from the sky.

Before he could react, a longsword pierced through his chest. He collapsed to the ground like a corpse, unable to move in the slightest.

Elder Song, who was kneeling nearby, instantly had red-rimmed eyes when he saw this.

Gritting his teeth, he spat out a mouthful of blood. Drawing upon the last of his powerful Soul Power, he abruptly rose to his feet.

Glancing at Ning Rongrong, he threw a vicious punch without hesitation.

"You killed my Young Master! I will make her beg for death and find no escape in life!"

Chen Xin merely shook his head slightly at the sight, a teasing smile appearing on his face.

Just as Elder Song's fist reached Ning Rongrong, it could not advance even an inch further!

"Are you looking down on me? Or are you looking down on the title of Titled Douluo?"

"Fools as ignorant as you are simply a waste of life!"

Elder Song's face went deathly pale upon hearing this, and a sense of helplessness instantly flooded his heart.

Looking at the people before him, he shook his head and said with a bitter smile, "My Young Master and I may die here today, but none of you will escape responsibility!"

"When Spirit Hall's army reaches the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Chen Xin, you will regret what you have done today!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a longsword pierced Elder Song's body. His entire body then turned into an ice sculpture, shattering inch by inch before melting away into nothingness.

Ning Rongrong frowned and sighed. Turning around to look at Grandpa Chen Xin, she asked with a smile, "Grandpa Chen Xin, are these people crazy? Why do I feel like they have their eyes on the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"

Ye Xingchen, standing nearby, smiled and answered before anyone else could. "Is it not obvious that Spirit Hall is full of ambition and wants to unify the entire Douluo Continent?"

Chen Xin, who had his hands behind his back, could not help but slightly change expression upon hearing this. He glanced at Ye Xingchen. Does this young man see the situation so clearly?

He nodded and said calmly, "That is right. Spirit Hall is full of ambition. Ever since the Clear Sky Sect went into seclusion—"

"They have stopped taking many people seriously. Before long, this continent will likely fall into chaos."

Ning Rongrong nodded upon hearing this. Linking her arm through Ye Xingchen's, she said with a smile, "Then we need to become stronger quickly. Otherwise, these people will come looking for trouble!"

"Other than Grandpa Chen Xin and Grandpa Gu Rong, the two Titled Douluos, it seems our sect has no other powerful experts!"

Chen Xin smiled indifferently. Looking at Rongrong before him, he teased, "Do not worry. As long as I am here, I will keep you safe."

"You should focus on growing stronger as soon as possible. Such days are probably still some time away..."

Ye Xingchen nodded. Turning around to look at the two corpses on the ground, the corners of his lips rose slightly.

He walked over with his sword and dug around twice, immediately hooking out two storage bags.

Ning Rongrong looked on in confusion and asked, "What are you doing? You will not even spare the corpses? Do you have some strange hobby?"

Ye Xingchen smiled calmly and lifted the two storage bags with his sword, teasing, "These are our spoils of war. Should we not take them? Leaving them in these desolate mountains would be a waste!"

Ning Rongrong nodded when she heard that, finding his words quite reasonable.

She rubbed her chin, then immediately took out a dagger and began searching the corpses as well.

Seeing this, Chen Xin felt somewhat awkward. The little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has truly been led astray by this fellow.

Still, he could clearly sense that Rongrong's temperament, as well as other aspects of her, had changed slightly.

"All right, the Soul Ring absorption was successful. Let us head back!"

Hearing this, the two immediately stopped what they were doing and walked over.

Ning Rongrong looked reluctantly at the corpses on the ground, then muttered, "These two are so poor. Other than two storage bags, they had no treasures at all!"

"They were so stingy, and they were even from Spirit Hall. Looks like these people are all show and no substance!"

Ye Xingchen, who could not help wanting to laugh, sighed slightly and patted Ning Rongrong on the head. "On this Douluo Continent, not everyone is as rich as the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Do not compare everyone to yourself!"

Ning Rongrong's pretty face reddened slightly as she nodded. She then leaned against Ye Xingchen's arm, and the three slowly flew away atop a streak of Sword Qi.

Not long after they left, the entire area was reduced to dust by waves of Sword Qi!

At the same time, a roar suddenly rang out from a secluded cultivation ground somewhere within Spirit Hall.

Immediately afterward, a burly man rushed out. A powerful aura belonging to a Level 92 Titled Douluo instantly swept in all directions.

"Who killed my son..."

"Find them for me! I will kill him..."

The Spirit Hall guards stationed around the area trembled as they dropped to one knee, not daring to move in the slightest.

Watching Blood Stab Douluo go mad in the Sky Dome, none of them knew what had happened.

"How presumptuous! This is the sect's forbidden ground. Do you dare act recklessly here?"

At that moment, a cold voice rang out. Hearing it, Blood Stab Douluo, who had been consumed by rage, immediately withdrew his aura.

He shook his head, snorted coldly, and descended toward the ground.

Several Spirit Hall elders who had long been waiting there repeatedly lowered their heads before stepping forward to ask, "Elder Blood Stab, may we ask what has happened to make you so enraged?"

Ci Xue snorted, a bloodthirsty expression appearing on his face. He glanced coldly at those around him and said, "Find out Elder Song's recent whereabouts. I want to know where he went!"

One of the Spirit Hall elders immediately nodded repeatedly before retreating in all directions.

After everyone left, Blood Stab Douluo, who remained where he stood, clenched his fists tightly.

While cultivating in seclusion just now, the Life Tablet he had given his son suddenly shattered. It had nearly caused him to suffer cultivation deviation and fall into madness.

"Who dared kill my son, Ci Xue? This is an open provocation against Spirit Hall!"

"When I find you, I will cut you into a thousand pieces and tear your corpse apart..."

After leaving those words behind, Blood Stab Douluo looked back at the tall tower behind him before concealing himself and leaving the area.

Three days later, within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Elder Gu Rong looked at the tall tower outside with a sorrowful expression.

He turned back to glance at Chen Xin, wanting to say something but not knowing what to say.

Ning Fengzhi could not help wanting to laugh at his worried appearance.

"Elder Gu Rong, why take it so seriously? It is nothing more than a defeat!"

Hearing the Sect Master say this, Elder Gu Rong felt even more bitter. He was beginning to regret making that challenge with the fellow in the first place.

That brat had now formed his Soul Ring, and his strength was unexpectedly terrifying. If he lost against him, he would likely become the laughingstock of the entire sect.

"It does not matter if I lose, but the sect's reputation will be ruined!"

"That little fellow is truly a monster. He is already this powerful after gaining only his first Soul Ring. Once he gains his second Soul Ring, would he not defy the heavens?"

Chen Xin smiled slightly upon hearing this.

Turning to look at the large-built Gu Rong, he said calmly, "He is the Young Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. How would that bring shame upon us?"

"If you are afraid and do not dare duel him, I can tell him for you!"

Unable to endure the provocation, Gu Rong shook his head and stepped forward to ask, "Chen Xin, is what you said true? Can this little fellow really fight a Soul King without losing?"

"He is only a Soul Master in his teens right now, is he not? This is far too absurd!"

Ning Fengzhi shook his head with his hands behind his back and sighed slightly. "Elder Gu Rong, I told you long ago that he possesses other powers. You must not underestimate him!"

"Now that the arrow is on the string, it must be fired. You should prepare for the battle in peace!"

As soon as he finished speaking, footsteps sounded outside. Ning Rongrong came hopping in, with Ye Xingchen in white robes following behind her.

When Gu Rong saw this, he instinctively turned his face away and refused to look in their direction.

"Father, what are you discussing here? It looks so lively!"

"Did something fun come back again? Let me play with it!"

Hearing his daughter's question, Ning Fengzhi smiled indulgently.

He turned to look at Ning Rongrong and said with a smile, "No, no. I was discussing some important sect matters with your two grandfathers."

"Why have you two come here? Do you have good news for me?"

Ye Xingchen nodded slightly in his white robes, then turned his gaze toward Gu Rong.

He still remembered the wager they had made in the Training Room, and he smiled as he said, "I have successfully formed my Soul Ring. I have come today to honor our agreement. I ask Senior Gu Rong for guidance!"

Gu Rong's body stiffened slightly when he heard this. Looking rather awkward, he swallowed before turning around and saying sternly, "Time has passed quite quickly. I did not expect you to form your Soul Ring so soon!"

"Then let us have a match. I will face you using strength at the same level. That should not count as bullying you, right?"

Ye Xingchen nodded calmly and said with a smile, "I am now an Level 18 Soul Master. Senior using the strength of an Level 18 Soul Master against me does not count as bullying."

"Also, I recall Senior saying that you would let me have one hand. Does that still stand?"

One hand?

Gu Rong's face twitched upon hearing this.

This brat does not have the strength of an ordinary Level 18 Soul Master at all!

If I give him one hand, would I not be utterly defeated?

He coughed lightly before saying, "That remark about giving you one hand was merely a joke. Just take it as something said casually!"

"A duel between the two of us at the strength of Level 18 Soul Masters is fair enough. What do you think?"

Chen Xin, who nearly failed to hold back his laughter, shook his head. He glanced at Gu Rong and said lightly: