Rejection

In the room, Qian Renxue shed the disguise of Xue Qinghe and changed into a beautiful, elegant dress of white and gold, returning to her stunning appearance.

Her silky golden hair cascaded down, reaching her rounded, perky hips. Her features were bright and noble, like a peerless fairy from a painting, her golden eyes exuding a cold, majestic aura that kept others at bay.

Though wearing a loose, elegant dress, it couldn't conceal her tall, graceful figure, her chest high and seemingly about to burst forth, her waist slender as a willow branch.

Most captivating were her long, shapely jade legs, which appeared and disappeared beneath the hem of her dress as she walked, smooth and fair.

She was truly a celestial beauty.

Creak!

Pushing open the door, Qian Renxue, her stunning beauty restored, said to Porcupinefish Douluo, who had been waiting for a long time:

"Let's go."

Meanwhile, Ning Fengzhi, Ning Rongrong, and Sword Douluo had already arrived at the Heaven Dou Great Soul Arena, heading towards Ling Tian's competition venue.

Unfortunately, Ling Tian's match had just concluded, and they missed witnessing his heroic display.

On the stage, they saw a young man wearing a Golden Dragon Mask, his posture tall and slender, holding a silver-white longsword, from the tip of which blood was dripping.

He looked down from above at a youth kneeling before him, his eyes vacant and dazed, his face pale. The young man said:

"Your swordsmanship is good, but unfortunately, it's still a bit lacking."

With that, the youth scanned the surroundings. Amidst the thunderous cheers, his gaze fell upon the referee not far away.

"Announce the result," he said, tilting his chin.

The referee snapped out of his shock and daze, nodding repeatedly and shouting:

"Ling Tian, Soul Ancestor level thirty-eight, versus Mo Jian, Soul Ancestor level forty-nine, Ling Tian wins! Ten points!"

The youth twirled his sword, flicked off the blood, and sheathed it behind his back. He glanced at the still dazed Mo Jian without a word and turned to leave.

Retracting his gaze, Ning Fengzhi nodded with a satisfied smile. "Truly a young hero! Rongrong, what do you think of this person?"

He pointed towards the youth walking towards the corridor and looked at his beloved daughter, hoping her heart would turn away from that good-for-nothing. This Ling Tian was countless times stronger than Qin Yuan.

"Very powerful," Ning Rongrong said seriously.

"Heh heh, then you..." Ning Fengzhi smiled.

"But I still like Brother Yuan the most," Ning Rongrong's words choked her father.

"..." Ning Fengzhi's smile froze on his face, his expression as dark as an iron pot. He cursed inwardly:

"What kind of love potion did that brat pour into my daughter's head to have such a hold over Rongrong! No, that brat is nowhere near worthy of Rongrong. That Ling Tian is my perfect son-in-law!"

"It seems I need to let Rongrong interact more with Ling Tian."

Qin Yuan had come to the Soul Arena with the sole purpose of dueling Mo Jian, a master of the Sword Path. Now that it was over, he was about to leave.

As he stepped out of the dim corridor, clear applause and a refined, gentle voice came from the bright exit ahead.

"As expected of the peerless genius who has shaken the entire Heaven Dou Empire. To fight a Soul Ancestor level forty-nine at level thirty-eight Soul Power and remain unharmed, this astonishing record is enough to be written into the annals of the Soul Master world!"

Qin Yuan's steps halted. A flicker of surprise flashed in his eyes. This voice... was Ning Fengzhi?!

Wasn't he supposed to arrive tomorrow?

Though surprised inwardly, he showed no outward change. He walked towards the exit and saw that besides Ning Fengzhi, Ning Rongrong and Sword Douluo were also there.

"May I ask who you are?" Qin Yuan asked "confusedly," pretending not to recognize him.

"Heh heh, I am Ning Fengzhi, the current Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect," Ning Fengzhi said with a slight smile, looking at Qin Yuan and introducing Ning Rongrong and Sword Douluo beside him:

"Ling Tian, this is the esteemed Sword Douluo Chen Xin of my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, also the number one person in the Sword Path on the Douluo Continent.

This is my daughter, Ning Rongrong. She's not much younger than you, so you can interact more. We elders would be very happy to see young people like you connect."

Ning Fengzhi's words were filled with matchmaking intentions.

"Dad!" Ning Rongrong couldn't help but call out, hearing her father's intentions.

Qin Yuan looked at Ning Fengzhi with a strange expression, thinking, Do I need your matchmaking?

"Sect Master Ning, is there something you need from this junior? Please speak directly," Qin Yuan said frankly.

Seeing this, Ning Fengzhi's expression turned serious, and he said in a deep voice:

"I am here to invite you to join my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. I will offer you the most generous compensation. In the future, we will use the entire sect's power to select the best spirit rings and spirit bones for you!

I promise in the name of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect that your ninth spirit ring will be a hundred-thousand-year spirit ring, and any spirit bones obtained from hunting will also be yours!

Ling Tian, are you willing to join my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"

After speaking, he felt a trace of nervousness, looking at Qin Yuan, afraid that this peerless genius would refuse.

After all, if they could recruit this peerless genius, the status of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would be greatly stabilized in the future, and even the Martial Soul Hall would have to be wary.

Hearing Ning Fengzhi's words, Sword Douluo's eyes widened slightly, his heart shaken: Fengzhi has actually offered such terrifying conditions! This kid will likely find it impossible to refuse.

Ning Rongrong also stared at her father, her face full of shock and dullness.

Qin Yuan's heart gave a jolt, thinking: This old man is something else, offering such generous terms; even Martial Soul Hall would likely be reluctant to match this.

However, he still shook his head: "My apologies, Sect Master Ning, but I have no intention of joining any sect."

"He actually refused!" Ning Fengzhi, Ning Rongrong, and Sword Douluo all widened their eyes in disbelief.

In their view, such terrifying conditions were impossible for any soul master to turn down; this was the full-force cultivation of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!

Not to mention the 100,000-year soul ring and soul bone! Had this Ling Tian lost his mind?!

Following this, Ning Fengzhi tried to persuade him with earnest words, appealing to both reason and emotion, hoping Ling Tian would join the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

But in the end, Qin Yuan still refused.

Ning Fengzhi could only watch with a face full of disappointment as Qin Yuan departed.

"Sigh, what a pity; such a peerless genius is not destined to be with my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect." Ning Fengzhi shook his head and sighed.

After a long while, he calmed his mood and looked at Sword Douluo and Ning Rongrong:

"Let us return to the sect."

"Father, Sword Grandpa, Brother Yuan should be home by now; you can go and provide guidance on the Sword Path," Ning Rongrong said at this moment.

Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo frowned, especially Sword Douluo; for him, the dignified number one of the Sword Path, to guide a novice who had only just entered the Sword Path half a year ago was truly a waste of talent.

Although the Crown Prince had said that Qin Yuan's Sword Path had already touched the seventh stage, how could Sword Douluo possibly believe it?

A novice who had only studied the Sword Path for half a year would at most have stepped into the first stage; he was not worthy of Sword Douluo's guidance.

But he could not withstand Ning Rongrong's coaxing, with her calling him "Sword Grandpa" at every turn.

In the end, Sword Douluo could not take it anymore and had no choice but to helplessly agree.

"Let's get this straight: we go one last time. If that kid still hasn't returned, this old man will not wait for him!"

"Mm-hmm, Sword Grandpa is the best!"