Douluo: Neighbor San Comes to My House to Use the Wi-Fi

The Sword Chain suspended in mid-air fell accordingly, firmly pinning the opponent to the ground.

"This thing is quite sturdy." Sword Douluo attempted to shatter the chains with his Seven Kill Sword, but it only produced a few sparks.

Nan Xuan looked at Sword Douluo with a mischievous smirk, thinking to himself whether the man would be finished if he hit him with a Saint Emperor Judgment right now.

Feeling the gaze of Nan Xuan's wicked smirk, Sword Douluo felt goosebumps rise all over his body.

"Hey, hurry up and release me. The sword sparring is basically over, so stop dawdling." Sword Douluo urged Nan Xuan, feeling a sense of insecurity from being stared at like that.

Nan Xuan chuckled, waved his palm, and all the chains turned into specks of light, vanishing from the space.

Sword Douluo brushed the dust off his body, straightened his clothes, and walked toward where Ning Fengzhi was standing.

"Uncle Sword, is that guy really the one from the Network World?" Ning Fengzhi asked, finding it hard to believe.

The level of Nan Xuan in his eyes had risen significantly; from a mere stone-gambling master to a Title Douluo, and finally to the God of the Network, he was already numb. It seemed the world was somewhat unfriendly to him.

Sword Douluo nodded, indicating that the other party was indeed who he thought he was.

Meanwhile, Bone Douluo was preparing for spatial travel. He knew that no one on their side was a match for him anymore, so if the other party wanted to make a move, he would run if he could.

"Don't be nervous, everyone. I said, I came here first to ask for advice on sword techniques, and second, to discuss some matters." Nan Xuan flew down, walked to the group, and said with a smile.

"Discuss what matters? You shouldn't need my help anymore, should you?" Ning Fengzhi said with some displeasure.

"Seven Treasures becoming Nine Treasures—are you sure you don't want to learn about that?" Nan Xuan said with a cold laugh.

"What? You really have a way?" Ning Fengzhi grabbed Nan Xuan's shoulders, asking with an intensity that lost all the composure of a sect master.

"Of course. You must have already guessed my identity. I'm not a person who stands on ceremony, as Sword Douluo should have felt just now. Since I've said it, there is naturally a method." Nan Xuan looked at the people before him leisurely.

"Alright then, in that case, let's go into the main hall to discuss it in detail." Ning Fengzhi said, brimming with excitement.

"Senior Bone Douluo, I am also a level 95 Title Douluo. My martial soul is called the Soul-Eater Spear. I would like to experience the style of the world's number one defensive Douluo. I wonder if you would do me the honor?" Chen Gao rubbed his fists and asked with a smile while looking at Bone Douluo.

"I haven't heard of this martial soul before. Since that's the case, let's go have a fight. We aren't participating in their conversation anyway." Gu Rong replied casually.

Knowing that the other party had no malicious intent, Bone Douluo agreed to Chen Gao's request. Ning Fengzhi no longer needed his protection, and more importantly, they couldn't beat them anyway; if the other party wanted to keep them there, it would be effortless.

Seeing this, the Yang Fei brothers did not go to the main hall but stayed behind to watch the battle between Chen Gao and Gu Rong, hoping to challenge them themselves if the opportunity arose.

Ning Fengzhi led Nan Xuan toward the main hall, deeply interested in the matter that could solve the martial soul defect that had plagued him his entire life.

In the main hall.

"Mr. Nan Xuan, what exactly is the solution you mentioned?" Ning Fengzhi did not address him as "Your Excellency" or "God," feeling that "Mr." would help bridge the distance.

Nan Xuan took out the Aromatic Silk Beauty without haste.

"This is... a medicinal herb?" Sword Douluo looked at the flower-like object and asked with some surprise.

"That's right. This is the way to make up for the defects in your martial souls." Nan Xuan replied with a calm expression.

"Mr. Nan Xuan, this won't damage the foundation or anything, will it?" Ning Fengzhi was a sect master, after all, and he had heard some rumors.

"If it were truly harmful, I wouldn't be giving it to you." Nan Xuan looked into his eyes and said with certainty.

"In that case, what do we need to pay?" Ning Fengzhi was not naive enough to think that such a great opportunity would be given for free.

Nan Xuan smiled faintly and did not rush to mention the cost.

Nan Xuan watched the two people opposite him quietly, and after a long while, he said, "I suggest giving this Immortal Herb to a younger generation with good talent. It's likely the effect won't be as significant for Sect Master Ning to consume now."

Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi felt no ripples in his heart; he had never intended to use it himself.

He did want to become someone who could break through level 80, but his Innate Soul Power had fallen behind the pace as he progressed.

"I intend to give it to my little daughter. She just awakened her martial soul this year, and her Innate Soul Power is level 9." When Ning Fengzhi spoke of his daughter, Ning Rongrong, his eyes were filled with pride.

"That works. She is indeed the most suitable for this Aromatic Silk Beauty." Nan Xuan said softly.

After a moment of contemplation, Nan Xuan smiled and said, "Since the candidate is decided, I will tell you what you need to pay."

"I want your daughter to be able to work at my company after she turns 12, and your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect must provide me with some materials in the future to establish a cooperative relationship."

Nan Xuan had thought about this request for a long time. He didn't want to give the Immortal Herb away for nothing, but he didn't want to give up on a future god either. He wouldn't judge Ning Rongrong's personality yet, as he would meet this little demoness later.

He didn't mind helping a god who could be molded.

He didn't care about people with outstanding talent; he cared about people who were valuable to him and had decent character.

As for the cooperative relationship, he already knew that Qian Renxue had not gone to the Heaven Dou Empire to act as the crown prince. If things followed the normal route, the current crown prince, Xue Qinghe, was still fighting his brothers. Without Ning Fengzhi's involvement, he believed their country would fall into chaos on its own.

"What is a company?" Ning Fengzhi expressed his lack of understanding of the term. If it were too excessive, he would choose to offer something else, but he would not refuse the subsequent cooperation.

"It's just a place similar to a chamber of commerce. Rest assured, it won't cause her any harm." Nan Xuan knew Ning Fengzhi was a doting father, so he didn't intend to use any underhanded tactics.

"Since that's the case, then I agree." Ning Fengzhi's thinking was not so backward. Since the other party had given his word, he believed that as a god, he shouldn't make things difficult for a child.

"Now that the matter of the Immortal Herb is settled, shouldn't we talk about the promise you lost to me in a stone-gambling match over a dozen years ago?" Nan Xuan said with a squinting smile.

One second Ning Fengzhi was happy, and the next, he was looking at the other party with a dark expression.

"How do you still remember that?" Ning Fengzhi said, looking as if life had lost all meaning.

"Give up all political cooperation with the Heaven Dou Empire." Nan Xuan ignored Ning Fengzhi's grumbling; he didn't come here to show off.

"Impossible." Upon hearing what Nan Xuan said, Ning Fengzhi rejected it outright.

Beside him, Sword Douluo Chen Xin also looked at the other party with some indignation; this request was truly excessive.

"Mr. Nan Xuan, I cannot agree to this request," Ning Fengzhi replied, his expression somewhat unsightly.

His Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect existed to maintain the tripartite balance of power on the Douluo Continent. Currently, among the Star Luo Empire, Martial Soul Hall, and the Heaven Dou Empire, the Heaven Dou faction he supported was the weakest.

As the second-ranked sect among the seven great sects of the world, he held the most influence outside of Martial Soul Hall and the Star Luo Empire. However, as a sect, his choice to support the Heaven Dou Empire was intended to distance himself from his public identity and allow the Heaven Dou Empire to become the third major power.

If they were to withdraw from Heaven Dou at this moment, he would be completely unable to resist the pressure from the various imperial forces.

"I can ensure that Martial Soul Hall does not target you, but in return, you must support me instead," Nan Xuan said, calmly looking at the two men as he explained his capabilities.

"That is merely changing the object of our investment; why should we take such a risk?" Ning Fengzhi would not be swayed by such a statement.

"I can allow Sword Douluo to break through to level 97," Nan Xuan said steadily, taking a sip of tea.

"What? You cannot joke about this; do you know how difficult that is?" Ning Fengzhi did not quite understand Nan Xuan's intentions; such a claim seemed far too exaggerated.

Sword Douluo remained silent on the side, clearly feeling that such words were false.

"Since I can call myself a god, surely I must have some unique qualities, right?" Nan Xuan countered, locking eyes with the two men to observe their reactions.

"This isn't some trick of a Fallen Soul Master, is it?" Sword Douluo said with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

"It hasn't reached that point. If I can help you break through to level 97 normally, how would you choose?" Nan Xuan looked at Ning Fengzhi, for he was the sect master.

Ning Fengzhi pondered, then turned his head to look at Sword Douluo.

The moment he looked at Sword Douluo, Nan Xuan knew that the other party had already made his choice.

"Mr. Nan Xuan, if what you say can be achieved, our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is willing to abandon the Heaven Dou Empire and support you instead," Ning Fengzhi said, looking at Nan Xuan sincerely.

"Very well. Since you have agreed, let us begin. I trust Sect Master Ning will not go back on his word," Nan Xuan sneered.

"Naturally," Ning Fengzhi felt belittled by the man before him, who dared to doubt his character.

Nan Xuan did not continue with idle chatter; he extended his right hand and pressed it onto Sword Douluo's shoulder. A stream of deep blue soul power flowed from his hand and into Sword Douluo's body.

"Absorb it quietly," Nan Xuan said coldly.

Sword Douluo did not hesitate and immediately began to absorb it.

More than an hour later, a sharp and icy sword aura erupted outward.

"Indeed, he is worthy of being called a god," Sword Douluo sighed with deep emotion. His cultivation, which had not progressed for many years, had actually broken through after the other party channeled soul power into him.

Upon sensing this fluctuation in soul power, Bone Douluo immediately opened a spatial gate and traveled through.

Chen Gao and the others walked over at a leisurely pace.

"Old Sword, what level have you broken through to?" Bone Douluo Gu Rong asked, somewhat dazed.

"It is true. Thanks to the God of the Network, I have finally crossed this threshold," Sword Douluo said excitedly.

Although Bone Douluo was happy for Sword Douluo, he felt more indignant, as he was now completely no match for the other party.

"Since Sword Douluo has completed his advancement, let us go and resolve the matter regarding your daughter," Nan Xuan said to Ning Fengzhi, who was still rejoicing.

"Oh, yes, of course," Ning Fengzhi hurriedly called for someone to bring his daughter in from outside.

A light green figure ran in from outside.

"Daddy, Sword Grandpa, Bone Grandpa," Ning Rongrong greeted those she recognized, then urged Sword Douluo to pick her up.

"Rongrong, Grandpa will hold you in a moment, alright? Let this uncle perform a magic trick for you—to turn your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda into a Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, how about that?" Sword Douluo said to Ning Rongrong with doting affection.

The young Ning Rongrong looked up at Nan Xuan and suddenly felt that this person was very interesting.

Seeing that Nan Xuan did not speak, Ning Rongrong asked for herself.

"Sword Grandpa, is what he said true?" Ning Rongrong stared at Nan Xuan with a questioning gaze.