Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect

Heaven Dou Empire, Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.

The atmosphere within the sect's grand council hall was incredibly heavy.

"The Aromatic Silk Beauty... we must obtain it."

The current sect master, Ning Yunche, sat upright in the main seat and said in a deep voice, "This may be the only opportunity for our Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect to rise again."

As his words fell, the hall remained silent, yet no one voiced an objection.

As an ancient sect with ten thousand years of heritage, the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect was indeed far luckier than the Tang Sect, which had declined to the point of near-extinction.

To this day, they still had three Titled Douluo presiding over the sect, one of whom was a level 95 Super Douluo.

However, compared to the glory of ten thousand years ago, they were still lacking.

Ten thousand years ago, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect possessed two Super Douluo, and with wealth that could rival a nation, they were a behemoth that even the two great empires had to treat with caution.

Today, perhaps in terms of sheer strength, the current Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect was not that far off.

However, over the course of ten thousand years, the overall strength of the continent had changed beyond recognition.

If nothing else, the number of Titled Douluo had increased several times, if not tenfold, due to the existence of the Soul Core.

Their Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect might still be considered a first-rate power, but it no longer held the pivotal status it had ten thousand years ago.

But now, the Aromatic Silk Beauty, which had been sought for ten thousand years, had finally been traced.

For them, they had to obtain this immortal herb at any cost.

Only in this way could the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda truly be restored.

If they could avoid the fate of their ancestor Ning Rongrong, who left behind no descendants of her bloodline, The Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda would very likely be able to be passed down stably in the future.

The direct-line soul masters of their Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect would also have the possibility of becoming Titled Douluo.

It was just that...

"How can we possibly trade for this immortal herb from Shrek?"

As soon as this was said, the many elders present began to discuss it heatedly.

Seizing it by force was certainly impossible; not to mention the friendly relations the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect and Shrek Academy had maintained for ten thousand years.

Even if they wanted to, the immortal herb was currently in the hands of the Dragon God Douluo, and they had no ability to snatch it.

"I never expected that the world-renowned Dragon God Douluo would not have perished together with the previous generation's Body Douluo after their battle."

Sitting in the main seat on the left was a white-haired old man, and it was he who had just spoken.

He was nearly two hundred years old and was the only Super Douluo in the sect today.

In his youth, he had witnessed with his own eyes how the name "Twin Sacred Dragons of Light and Darkness" had illuminated the continent.

In that era, Mu En and Long Xiaoyao were the two solitary peaks standing side by side in the soul master world.

Therefore, compared to the juniors in the sect who only knew the name from records, He truly understood the deterrent power of that title.

"If it really is the Dragon God Douluo, I fear he has long since crossed that threshold."

He sighed softly, a trace of yearning flashing in the depths of his eyes.

Level 99, Limit Douluo.

In this current age where the path to godhood is severed, that is the ultimate height that human soul masters can look up to.

Over ten thousand years, those who have truly stood at that height can be counted on one's fingers.

In most eras, there wasn't even a single Limit Douluo on the entire continent.

However, even for a Super Douluo like him, a Limit Douluo remained an unattainable level of cultivation.

For ten thousand years, true Limit Douluo have been few and far between.

Most of the time, the entire continent did not have a single Limit Douluo; that was the norm.

Hearing this, the expressions of those in the hall varied, but Ning Yunche's fingertips trembled slightly when he heard the word "Limit."

Others still had the qualifications to pursue the peak, but if his martial soul defect was not removed, He would never even be able to touch the threshold of a Titled Douluo in his entire life.

After a moment of silence, Ning Yunche took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in his heart:

"Since the Dragon God Douluo allowed Ning Feng to relay the message to our sect rather than simply keeping the immortal herb for Shrek, it means there is still room for negotiation."

"The Sect Master is absolutely right." The old man in the main seat on the left nodded slightly, "Although the Dragon God Douluo possesses heaven-defying strength, he is not a man who acts with tyranny.

Back then, he also had a friendship with the ancestor of the Sect Master's lineage. If we go this time, there is still hope of discussing it with him."

"But what do we have to negotiate with?" a younger elder present could not help but ask.

"The Aromatic Silk Beauty is a priceless immortal herb; does Shrek lack mere money or such things?"

"Shrek does not, but what of the Dragon God Douluo himself?" A flicker of light flashed in Ning Yunche's eyes.

"A Limit Douluo's desires are surely not so simple. However, regardless of the cost, we must obtain this immortal herb. Even if it means handing over the majority of the sect's foundation, we are determined to have it!"

"Uncle Long, I must ask you to accompany me this time."

Ning Yunche's gaze turned toward the man in the primary seat on his right.

The Red Dragon Douluo, Wu Long.

One of the three Titled Douluo of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, a level 92 Power Attack System Battle Soul Master.

Although he appeared to be in his middle years, he was actually over sixty, and his granddaughter was already seven years old.

His temperament was as fierce as fire, yet he remained loyal to the sect to the end.

"Sect Master, you speak too heavily," Wu Long said in a deep voice. "Regarding the sect's ten-thousand-year grand plan, this old man is duty-bound."

The Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect's residence was not far from Heaven Dou City, and with the ability of a Titled Douluo carrying a Soul Saint, they arrived at the seemingly ordinary hotel in less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

On the top floor of the hotel, in the conference room.

Mu En sat peacefully in the main seat, with Zhang Lexuan and Xia Ming standing before him.

"Lexuan," Mu En spoke gently, "there are guests downstairs—Sect Master Ning of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect. Go and welcome them up."

"Yes." Zhang Lexuan bowed slightly.

Though she felt a trace of confusion, she did not ask a single question, turning and quietly withdrawing.

Once she had left, Mu En looked at Xia Ming, a hint of a smile flashing in his eyes: "Your soul bone has arrived."

"A soul bone?" Xia Ming was stunned, his heart then jolting violently.

Trading a Aromatic Silk Beauty for a soul bone? For him?

But what kind of soul bone could possibly be worth an immortal herb capable of causing the other party's sect to rise to greatness?

Before he could ponder further, footsteps sounded outside the door.

Zhang Lexuan led the way, followed by two men: Ning Yunche and Wu Long.

"Your Excellency Dragon God." Ning Yunche bowed, his posture respectful yet retaining the bearing of a sect master.

His gaze swept over Xia Ming, who stood beside Mu En, a flicker of imperceptible inquiry flashing in his eyes before he reined it in and went straight to the point. "According to the message from Ning Feng, you possess a Aromatic Silk Beauty?"

"Indeed." Mu En nodded slightly, his right hand lifting gently.

In an instant, a strange plant appeared out of thin air beneath his palm.

The stem and leaves below were like tangled vines, finely combed and dense, but the top was a brilliant, golden tulip.

"Aromatic Silk Beauty... it really is the Aromatic Silk Beauty!"

Ning Yunche's breathing grew suddenly ragged.

Before seeing it with his own eyes, even with the Dragon God Douluo's guarantee, he had harbored an instinctive doubt born from ten thousand years of fruitless searching.

Over these ten thousand years, there had been so many false reports that had stirred the entire sect—so many that one became numb to them.

Yet, at this moment, seeing the real object, Ning Yunche could be certain: this was absolutely the Aromatic Silk Beauty recorded in the sect's archives!

Heaven knows how many times he had read the records regarding the Aromatic Silk Beauty over these years!

He could guarantee that no one on the entire continent was more familiar with this immortal herb than he was.