I've Changed My Mind, It's One or the Other

Inside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo were the first to sense the anomaly, rushing out of the main hall.

Bone Douluo froze, pointing at the fierce ghosts flying in the sky: "What is that?!"

Such a terrifying sensation... Although the aura of each individual was not strong, when stacked together, the pressure was no less than that of a Title Douluo.

Sword Douluo shook his head: "I don't know either, but it looks like someone's soul skill..."

Just then, the bell for an enemy attack rang out.

"BOOM--!"

In an instant, a pillar of fire erupted at the mountain gate, sending several disciples flying; their fates were unknown.

Before the smoke and dust could settle, an even thicker fog surged toward them.

Cen Yu held a long spear, leading four others as he walked step by step toward the main hall of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

When everyone saw the appearance of the intruders, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo were shocked to the core.

Gui Mei, Yue Guan... and the Third and Fifth Elders of Martial Soul Hall...

With such a luxurious lineup, was Martial Soul Hall planning to make a move against them?

At the same time, Ning Fengzhi hurried out from the sect's main hall.

Upon seeing the arrivals, before he could even speak, a blood-soaked, wretched figure was heavily tossed at his feet.

Cen Yu sneered, raising his spear to point at Ning Fengzhi as he questioned: "Sect Master Ning, Prince Xue Xing wantonly slaughtered one of my Martial Soul Branch Hall locations, and it is said that you were the ones who secretly instigated it."

"What? Is the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect planning to openly provoke my Martial Soul Hall? Or are you intending to start a war?!"

Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi and the Sword and Bone Douluos were stunned, then widened their eyes as they looked at the figure on the ground.

Looking closely, they recognized that this beaten, unrecognizable person was none other than Prince Xue Xing.

What? When did they ever instigate Prince Xue Xing to attack Martial Soul Hall?!

Just then, Ning Rongrong and Oscar walked out.

The moment they saw Cen Yu, fear welled up in their eyes uncontrollably.

But she still braced herself and spoke: "Don't you dare slander us! Isn't it more likely that your Martial Soul Hall just wants an excuse to attack my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"

"Oh?" Hearing this, the smile in Cen Yu's eyes deepened.

He turned to look at Ning Fengzhi: "Sect Master Ning, is that what you think too?"

Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi quickly said to Ning Rongrong: "Rongrong, stand down!"

He apologized to Cen Yu: "My apologies, Excellency, the child is ignorant, please forgive her."

"My Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has absolutely no collusion with Prince Xue Xing, nor would we ever secretly instigate him to move against Martial Soul Hall."

As he spoke, for the sake of caution, Ning Fengzhi added: "Protecting Tang San at Martial Soul Hall previously was merely out of an appreciation for his talent."

Looking at their formation... with four Title Douluo guarding Cen Yu, it seems this guy's status in Martial Soul Hall is not low...

"So that's how it is~" Cen Yu looked at Ning Fengzhi thoughtfully, a sudden idea striking him.

"Then it seems Sect Master Ning is willing to have the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect join my Martial Soul Hall?"

"What?!"

Hearing this, the people opposite were all shocked, and even Guang Ling and the others were taken aback.

Sword Douluo quickly asked: "What do you mean by this?!"

Sure enough, Martial Soul Hall's visit this time was not that simple...

Watching their anxious expressions, Cen Yu smiled even more happily.

That's right~ this is the only way it's interesting~

He pointed to the fierce ghosts in the sky: "Look up~ let me introduce them to you, this is my Ghost Domain~"

"Although their individual combat power is not high, they are not something an ordinary Title Douluo can handle."

"As for Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo~ can you defeat the four behind me?"

"So, I guarantee~ as long as you say the word 'no', there won't be a single living soul left in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect today."

Hearing this, Oscar immediately cursed: "Isn't this an obvious threat? Martial Soul Hall is truly shameless--"

Before he could finish, he was slapped away by Cen Yu, who had flashed over in an instant.

Watching the blood mist spray from Oscar in mid-air, Ning Rongrong was startled and rushed over: "Little Ao!!!"

Just then, Cen Yu slammed his spear into the ground and snorted coldly: "Did you think I was joking with you?"

"Sect Master Ning, you are a smart man; you should know how to choose at this moment."

"By the same token, you should also know the current disparity in combat power; you do not have the right to choose."

He wouldn't bother with trash soul masters like those from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan or the Clear Sky Sect, but he could not leave this group of support-types from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to Tang San.

Either die, or be used by him.

Hearing Cen Yu's blunt words, Sword Douluo immediately wanted to strike: "You..."

How could they know they couldn't win before the fight had even begun?

But before he could finish his sentence, Ning Fengzhi stopped him.

"Uncle Sword..."

In just this short moment, the dignified master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Fengzhi, looked as if he had aged ten years.

Yet, this was the only way. If they were to fight, even if the few of them managed to survive in the end, the disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would certainly not.

As the sect master, the lives of his followers were far more important than showing off his strength.

"Uncle Sword... I cannot disregard the lives of our disciples."

Hearing this, Sword Douluo closed his eyes and said nothing.

Bone Douluo sighed and turned his head to the side.

Clearly, both of them understood what Ning Fengzhi meant.

Watching this scene, Cen Yu nodded: "It seems Sect Master Ning is still quite sensible~"

"Rest assured, joining my Martial Soul Hall has a thousand benefits. In the near future, you will be the number one sect in the entire Douluo Continent!"

Ning Fengzhi sighed and was just about to speak when he saw the youth move again.

He raised his hand, condensing five wisps of strange energy.

As for why they were strange? Half was gold, half was purple-red; how could they not be strange?

"If you agree, each of you five will take one wisp and press it into the center of your brows."

"Don't worry, as long as you don't plot anything behind my back, not only will it cause no harm, but it will actually increase your cultivation speed."

However... if you do plot something, then you will only be able to "voluntarily" self-destruct.

Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi glanced at Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo, and Ning Rongrong, then, with the resolve of one facing death, he took the energy and pressed one of the wisps into his own brow.

"Father!"

"Fengzhi!"

Seeing this, the others exclaimed, hurriedly trying to stop him, but it was already too late.

Ning Fengzhi closed his eyes, waiting for the pain to come.

But after a long while, he opened his eyes in confusion; not only did the expected pain not arrive, but he felt nothing at all.

Watching his expression, Cen Yu's mouth twitched, and he immediately guessed what Ning Fengzhi was thinking.

He said speechlessly: "Sect Master Ning, did you read too many storybooks when you were young?"

"I already said there is no harm as long as you have no ulterior motives. Did you really think it would be agonizingly painful from the start?"

Was his control really that low-level? Did it need to be agonizingly painful? That was looking down on him far too much, wasn't it?

Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo asked with concern: "Fengzhi, how are you?"