Everyone had a different opinion about Ning Fengzhi's proposal.
Chen Xin believed Yang Ziyuan was highly gifted and powerful. If his character was decent, he would make a fine son-in-law.
Yang Ziyuan, however, thought, Forget it. Not with that little ancestor of yours!
If he really had to choose, he'd rather pick Qian Renxue than Ning Rongrong, that Little Demoness!
After all, whether it was family background, talent, or personality, Qian Renxue was leagues ahead of her!
Besides, he had no interest in playing some kind of growing-up game with Ning Rongrong!
Wasn't an older woman who was considerate and attentive much better?
At that moment, Qian Renxue suddenly sensed a hint of danger.
With her intelligence, how could she fail to guess Ning Fengzhi's intentions?
That old fox had clearly noticed Ziyuan's exceptional talent.
That was why he was so eager to promote his daughter!
No way! I have to go along and see for myself! Otherwise, they might steal him right out from under my nose!
Yang Wuhui, meanwhile, was weighing the pros and cons.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda was hailed as the greatest support-type Martial Soul in the world, and Ning Fengzhi's daughter had undoubtedly inherited it.
If Ziyuan became friends with her, it might help him on his path ahead!
"All right!"
In the end, Yang Wuhui agreed.
Seeing Yang Wuhui accept, Ning Fengzhi was overjoyed.
"Thank you for agreeing, Your Excellency. I'll take you there right away."
"Teacher, may I come along?"
"Uh, sure!"
Though he didn't understand why Xue Qinghe wanted to go with them, he didn't mind doing him a favor.
Under Ning Fengzhi's guidance, the two soon reached the mountain where the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was located. Then they boarded an airship and slowly descended onto the mountaintop.
On the way, Yang Ziyuan and the others were dazzled by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's prosperous sights.
"Your Excellency Chixiao, please follow me!"
With that, Ning Fengzhi led everyone to the rear mountain.
Then he sent someone to fetch Ning Rongrong.
"Since we're here, let's get started!"
Sword Douluo, who had been itching for a fight, urged them on.
"Fine. Let's begin!"
The two immediately soared into the air.
Ning Fengzhi didn't mind. If he hadn't known about Yang Ziyuan's circumstances, he might have been interested in watching two Titled Douluo fight.
But now, all he could think about was how to use this time to bind Yang Ziyuan to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!
"Come, come, Ziyuan. Let me introduce you. This is my daughter, Ning Rongrong."
"Miss Ning, hello!"
"Ah? Oh, hello, hello!"
As a certified beauty addict, Ning Rongrong was stunned when she saw the handsome Yang Ziyuan. She hadn't even noticed him greeting her!
But she quickly came to her senses and hurriedly replied with a smile.
Seeing Ning Rongrong's dazed expression, Ning Fengzhi was thrilled.
Wonderful! It looked like Rongrong was quite interested in Ziyuan!
Although he'd initially hoped to win Yang Ziyuan over through a marriage alliance, he didn't want to sacrifice his daughter's happiness. That was why he'd gone to such lengths to bring him here: he wanted to see how Ning Rongrong felt about him.
But now, things seemed to be moving in a promising direction!
"Rongrong, this is Yang Ziyuan, the grandson of Your Excellency Chixiao. He's a little older than you, so call him Big Brother Ziyuan."
At that, Ning Rongrong's cheeks turned faintly pink. She answered softly, "Mm!"
"Ziyuan, my Rongrong's been spoiled since she was little, and she can be a bit willful. If she does anything wrong, please be patient with her."
Hearing Ning Fengzhi expose her shortcomings, Ning Rongrong panicked and protested shyly, "Dad, I'm not like that!"
"Sect Master Ning, don't worry. Miss Ning doesn't seem like someone who'd make trouble for no reason."
Ning Fengzhi nodded.
Curious to learn more, Ning Rongrong asked, "Big Brother Ziyuan, what level are you?"
"Well..."
When Yang Ziyuan fell silent, Ning Rongrong assumed his talent wasn't very good and was just about to feel disappointed when Ning Fengzhi cut in.
"Rongrong, don't show off your cultivation in front of your Big Brother Ziyuan."
"Why not?"
"Because Ziyuan is at least level 50!"
"What?!"
Ning Rongrong's mouth fell open at Ning Fengzhi's answer.
Level 50—what did that even mean?! It meant he was a Soul King!
Thinking of how she'd looked down on him just moments ago, Ning Rongrong wanted to dig a hole and bury herself in it.
But then her curiosity got the better of her.
"Big Brother Ziyuan, how do you cultivate? With my level-nine Innate Soul Power, I've only barely reached level 19, but you've already become a Soul King. Could you have Innate Full Soul Power? But that still doesn't make sense! Even with Innate Full Soul Power, you shouldn't be that far ahead!"
Yang Ziyuan didn't want to answer Ning Rongrong's questions.
"Rongrong, everyone has their own secrets. Don't go prying into them. You're safe for now, but if you went out into the world without your Sword Grandpa and the others watching over you, someone would definitely teach you a lesson! Besides, how can you even bring up your talent? If you put in a little effort instead of playing around so much, you wouldn't still be below the Soul Grandmaster level!"
"..."
Ning Rongrong was left speechless and quietly shut her mouth.
"Heh, Teacher, why don't we watch the two Excellencies fight instead?"
Seeing that Yang Ziyuan wasn't interested in Ning Rongrong, Xue Qinghe breathed a sigh of relief and changed the subject.
"Very well."
Meanwhile, the battle on the other side was nearing its end.
"Hahaha! As expected of Sword Douluo, the greatest attacker in the world! Looks like I'll have to use my Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring!"
At that, Chen Xin watched Yang Wuhui with a grave expression.
"Please, show me what you can do!"
"Fine! Ninth Soul Skill: Nine Dragons Crimson Flame Slash!"
With Yang Wuhui's roar, nine crimson dragons shot skyward from the Chixiao Blade in his hand.
Then the nine crimson dragons coiled around one another, instantly transforming into a fierce blade arc that came crashing down toward Chen Xin!
"Hahaha! Now that's more like it!"
"Seven Kill Domain, activate!"
"Ninth Soul Skill: God and Devil Dual Slash!"
Seeing how overbearing Yang Wuhui's ninth Soul Skill was, Chen Xin didn't dare take it lightly.
At once, he urged the Seven Kill Sword to its full power and unleashed his Domain!
The sword energy surrounding Chen Xin grew even sharper, spreading in every direction like a tangible force!
Then the sky split open, and a gigantic Seven Kill Sword emerged from the rift, stabbing down toward the blade arc!
"Rumble!"
In an instant, the two formidable forces collided, setting off a series of explosions!
Chen Xin's attack was canceled out, and he was forced back several steps!
Yang Wuhui was faring no better. The powerful shock waves sent the blood and energy inside him surging.
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