Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect

Dugu Yan looked at her grandfather Dugu Bo in a state of unprecedented disarray, her heart filled with shock and pain.

Her grandfather was a Title Douluo! Who could have wounded him to this extent?

"Yan Yan!" Dugu Bo endured the sharp pain and the roiling of his blood, his voice hoarse and urgent. "Don't ask! Quickly, pack your things and leave with me at once! Leave Heaven Dou City! The faster, the better!"

He struggled to stand, but the movement aggravated his wounds, triggering another bout of violent coughing. Dark green blood foam, flecked with strange spots of light, seeped from the corners of his mouth.

"Grandfather! What on earth happened? Who wounded you like this?" Dugu Yan rushed forward to support him, tears welling up in her eyes.

She had never seen her grandfather so weak and... terrified?

"Never mind who it was! Listen to your grandfather, it's too dangerous here!" Dugu Bo grabbed his granddaughter's wrist, his grip so tight it betrayed his inner anxiety.

"That beast... it is too terrifying, and it holds a grudge for the slightest slight! Grandfather offended it, and it could come knocking at any moment! Grandfather is currently... unable to protect you!"

"Grandfather, what are you talking about? I don't understand." Dugu Yan was completely oblivious to what had just transpired, her mind a blank slate of confusion.

Hearing this, Dugu Bo had no choice but to tell Dugu Yan what had just occurred.

After hearing everything that had happened, Dugu Yan gasped.

A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast! Her grandfather had actually crossed paths with such a legendary existence and suffered such heavy injuries! No wonder he was so fearful.

However, after the brief shock, Dugu Yan shook her head firmly, her tone exceptionally resolute: "No, Grandfather, I cannot go with you!"

"What did you say?!" Dugu Bo could hardly believe his ears, his anger and anxiety flaring up. "Yan Yan! This is no time for willfulness! That creature..."

"Grandfather, I know it's dangerous!" Dugu Yan interrupted him, her eyes stubborn. "But the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament is about to begin! I am the vice-captain of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy team, and Yu Tianheng and the others are all waiting for me!"

"We have prepared for so long precisely for this tournament! How can I desert my post at a time like this? How can I abandon my teammates?"

She applied a little pressure to the arm she was holding to help him calm down: "Grandfather, think about it calmly. Although that Yu is powerful, it just killed a prince and a duke in the palace and wounded you. Having caused such a heaven-shaking incident, it must have already left Heaven Dou City to return to the forest."

"Even if it is strong, would it dare to immediately double back and come specifically to the academy to deal with us? The risk is too great!"

Dugu Bo opened his mouth to retort, only to realize that his granddaughter's words made sense.

That Wing King acted with apparent recklessness, but in reality, it was calculated. After tonight's series of battles, and forcing him to burn his essence blood to escape, the beast itself must have consumed a massive amount of energy.

The safest choice for it now would certainly be to return to its lair to recuperate and project its power.

Coming directly to the heavily guarded academy, especially after forging a blood feud with the royal family and a Title Douluo, was indeed unlikely; it would more likely result in it falling into a trap set by human powerhouses.

"But..." the worry in Dugu Bo's eyes did not dissipate. "What if it..."

"Grandfather!" Dugu Yan's voice carried a plea. "The tournament is truly important to us! It's not just about the honor of the academy; it's the stage for us to prove ourselves! Yu Tianheng, Ling Ling, Shi Mo, and the others are all working their hardest. I cannot betray their trust, and I cannot be a deserter at this time! I beg you, Grandfather!"

Looking at the unquestionable firmness in his granddaughter's eyes, he closed his own, letting out a deep, weary sigh.

He released his tight grip on her hand and slumped against the doorframe, his voice hoarse and helpless: "Fine... fine... you stubborn girl, you're just like your father was... once you've made up your mind, not even nine oxen could pull you back."

Hearing this, a flash of joy crossed Dugu Yan's eyes: "Grandfather, you agree?"

"What else can I do if I don't agree?" Dugu Bo glared at her, though the depths of his eyes were filled with doting and helpless compromise. "Since you insist on staying for that blasted tournament..."

His tone shifted, his gaze suddenly turning sharp: "Then Grandfather will stay too! I'll live nearby! During the tournament, you must stay by my side at all times, or remain in the most heavily guarded area of the academy! You are not allowed to leave my perception range without permission! Do you hear me?!"

Dugu Yan was stunned, and then a wave of warmth surged in her heart.

"Yes!" Dugu Yan nodded vigorously, her eyes turning red. "Thank you, Grandfather! I will definitely listen!"

The next day, inside the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace, the court that should have been bustling with activity was deathly silent. Everyone remained speechless, not even daring to meet the eyes of Great Emperor Xue Ye.

They already knew everything that had happened the previous night. A prince and a duke had perished, and in such a vital place as the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace; the mere thought of the fury in Great Emperor Xue Ye's heart was enough to make one shudder.

At this moment, no one dared to provoke Great Emperor Xue Ye, fearing they would suffer for no reason.

And as Great Emperor Xue Ye watched those ministers, who usually couldn't wait to offer advice every day, unable to squeeze out a single word, he felt both angry and amused.

"What, have you all gone mute?" Great Emperor Xue Ye spoke up: "Show me the spirit you had before. Did the sun rise in the west today?"

The ministers dared not speak, only standing there trembling.

"Fine!" Great Emperor Xue Ye snorted coldly: "I'll see how long you can hold out. If you won't speak, then don't."

It was unknown how much time had passed, just as this unbearable, deathly silence was about to swallow everyone whole—

"Report—!"

Outside the hall, the slightly urgent announcement of the Captain of the Guards pierced through the heavy palace doors:

"Reporting to Your Majesty! Sect Master Ning of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, accompanied by Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, requests an audience outside the palace gates!"

This announcement was like a stone thrown into a stagnant pool, instantly shattering the suffocating silence and causing all the courtiers to look up abruptly, their eyes filled with surprise, confusion, and even... a trace of imperceptible hope.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect! At this critical juncture, when the royal family had lost all face and hearts were filled with panic, the number one auxiliary sect in the world, along with two Super Douluo who shook the continent, had arrived together!

A strange light flashed in the bloodshot eyes of Great Emperor Xue Ye.

He suppressed the grief and powerlessness in his heart, took a deep breath, and tried to make his voice sound steady, carrying a hint of deliberately feigned exhaustion and mourning:

"Invite them in! Invite Sect Master Ning and the two Crowned Ones into the hall!"

The heavy palace doors slowly opened, and three figures, bathed in the Heavenly Light streaming in from outside, stepped into the oppressive hall.

The person in the lead was none other than the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Fengzhi.

His face was gentle and refined, his bearing graceful, and his moon-white robes were spotless.