Sword Douluo beside Ning Fengzhi also felt conflicted. His old father had been beaten to death by Qian Daoliu, and before dying, had told him not to seek revenge. That had been his father's own choice.
But his only relative in this world was gone. How could Sword Douluo, a man who valued loyalty and sentiment, not feel ripples in his heart? So he secretly swore that one day, he too would challenge Qian Daoliu, defeat him, and fulfill his father's wish.
But after seeing Qian Daoliu today, it seemed he could not even come close to touching the hem of Qian Daoliu's robes. Qian Daoliu merely sat there, yet his figure seemed infinitely towering. And forget Qian Daoliu—even Qian Xunji seemed to have surpassed him in cultivation.
Five years ago, he had been Rank 94 while Qian Xunji had been Rank 93. Five years later, he was Rank 95, while Qian Xunji was at the peak of Rank 95. Before his death, his father, Sword Lord Chen, had only told him how to break through Rank 95. He had died before explaining the path beyond that, leaving everything for Sword Douluo to explore on his own.
Besides Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo, another group had complicated feelings: the Nine Heart Begonia Clan, who had come to attend the wedding. They sensed that Ah Yin was radiating a dense life aura, which meant she might be a healing-type soul master. At such a young age, her cultivation was already nearing Soul Sage. If she broke through to become a Titled Douluo in the future, would the Nine Heart Begonia Clan's position as the world's foremost healing-type soul master not be in grave danger?
After all the procedures had been completed, Qian Daoliu said with a smile, "Today is the joyous