Seven Treasures Submit!

Yu Xiaogang lay in the mud behind them, looking as though he had experienced a final burst of life.

Using his only remaining left arm to prop himself up, he chimed in with a crazed expression.

"Xiao San is right!"

"Don't let this Xu fellow's bluff fool you!"

"He forcibly shattered the joint attack of four super experts just now. He must have exhausted every last bit of his origin Soul Power!"

Yu Xiaogang stared at Xu Qing, his eyes filled with the satisfaction of avenging a great hatred.

"He's nothing but an empty shell that looks strong on the outside!"

"Blue Silver Academy will definitely be wiped off the continent today!"

"Sect Master Ning, Sect Master Tang, you must not lower yourselves!"

"As long as you stand up now and join forces with all the righteous people present, this Xu fellow is absolutely doomed!"

His self-proclaimed righteous speech echoed continuously across the plaza.

The already oppressive atmosphere became even stranger.

Representatives from the major powers looked at one another, yet no one spoke. They merely looked at the Shrek master and disciple as though they were fools.

On the high platform.

Bibi Dong gently stroked the gem atop her scepter, her exquisite face full of mockery.

Qian Daoliu slowly shook his head, not even sparing Tang San another glance.

As for Xue Qinghe of the Heaven Dou Empire, he directly turned his head away, afraid of catching this group's bad luck.

After hearing those words, Ning Fengzhi felt his mind spin.

He looked at Yu Yuanzhen, who lay in a pool of blood, his life and death unknown.

Then he looked at Chen Xin and Gu Rong at his feet, who could not even stand.

At last, his gaze fell upon Tang San's righteous-looking face.

Reputation?

Dignity?

Ning Fengzhi trembled with fury, his fingernails digging deeply into his palms.

The two Super Douluo had played every trump card they possessed and had even used a Martial Soul Fusion Skill that burned their lives.

Yet they had not even harmed a single leaf of the other side before suffering backlash and ending up like this.

And now you wanted to talk to me about reputation?

Could reputation bring Uncle Sword and Uncle Bone back from death?!

Could reputation preserve the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's foundation of a hundred years?!

If he still stubbornly held on for the sake of that intangible pride, then the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would truly leave no descendants in this world today!

Ning Fengzhi did not hesitate in the slightest.

He could not even be bothered to reply to Tang San. He abruptly turned around.

Thud!

Under the gaze of several thousand people.

The normally lofty and refined master of the world's number one support sect.

Simply buckled at the knees and heavily knelt on the hard white jade slabs.

"Senior Xu!"

Ning Fengzhi pressed his head deeply to the ground, his voice shaking violently from extreme fear and regret.

"Today's matter was entirely the fault of my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect for failing to recognize greatness and being incited by villains, thus offending your heavenly might, Senior."

"This junior kowtows to beg forgiveness!"

"For every blade of grass, every tree, every brick, and every tile damaged in this plaza, Ning is willing to compensate tenfold... no! A hundredfold!"

"I only beg Senior Xu to show mercy and spare the lives of my sect's two elders!"

That kneel shattered everyone's final illusions.

Tang Xiao gave a bitter laugh upon seeing it.

He threw the Clear Sky Hammer, covered in cracks, onto the ground and knelt on one knee beside Ning Fengzhi.

"The Clear Sky Sect admits defeat."

"Kill or punish us as you please."

Xu Qing stood on the high platform, looking down at Ning Fengzhi, who knelt on the ground.

His fingers loosened slightly around the Blue Silver Grass, and the Life Vine that had been poised to strike dissipated into the air.

Xu Qing's expression remained calm, without even the slightest emotional fluctuation.

"He's a smart man."

He silently gave his assessment.

Having lived for a hundred years, Xu Qing had seen far too many fools who stubbornly held on until death for the sake of pride.

Compared to them, a formidable man like Ning Fengzhi, who knew when to yield and placed the sect's interests above all else, truly had some skill.

Besides, his purpose today had only been to establish his authority. He had not intended to slaughter the Upper Three Sects down to the last chicken and dog.

Leaving behind the remnants of these major powers would be far more useful than wiping them out.

Yet to the people of Shrek, this scene was like a bolt from the blue.

Tang San was dumbfounded.

The hand he held in the air stiffened like a piece of dead wood.

Flender and Dai Mubai also widened their eyes, their jaws nearly dropping to the ground.

That was the master of the Upper Three Sects!

That was the powerful backer they had originally intended to cling to even at the cost of their lives!

How could he kneel so spinelessly?

"Sect Master Ning!"

Tang San suddenly rushed two steps forward, his voice filled with intense questioning and unwillingness.

"You are the dignified master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and even the teacher of the Heaven Dou Empire's crown prince!"

"How can you bow your head to such a demonic heretic!"

"Get up quickly! We still have a chance!"

"Shut up!"

Ning Fengzhi abruptly raised his head. His elegant face was now covered in savage killing intent.

He roared at Tang San, even shouting until his voice cracked.

"What are you, to dare tell me what to do?!"

"If not for you Shrek trash stirring up trouble here, how could my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect have fallen to such a state?!"

"If you dare say another word, I'll personally kill you right now!"

Soul Power surged around Ning Fengzhi, frightening Tang San into involuntarily retreating two steps.

The people from Shrek fell silent as cicadas in winter, every one of them pale as death.

Just as the situation reached this tense standoff.

A series of crisp footsteps suddenly came from beyond Blue Silver Academy's heavy vermilion gates.

Along with the footsteps, a sweet and melodious young girl's voice suddenly rang out over the deathly silent plaza.

"Father?"

The voice was not loud, yet it exploded by Ning Fengzhi's ear like thunder.

Ning Fengzhi suddenly shuddered.

He raised his head in disbelief, his gaze fixed upon the gates.

A young girl in Blue Silver Academy's custom-made uniform slowly emerged from within, her steps light and brisk.

Her skin was fairer than snow, her long hair cascaded like a waterfall, and her entire body exuded an ethereal, pure aura.

It was Ning Rongrong, who had vanished for many days!

At that moment, she no longer possessed even a trace of the spoiled willfulness she had displayed at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Her eyes were clear and bright, and every movement carried the composure and confidence of someone who had undergone a transformation.

Ning Fengzhi's eyes instantly reddened.

He scrambled to his feet, completely disregarding his image as sect master, and staggered toward the girl.

"Rongrong!"

"It really is you, my good daughter!"

Ning Fengzhi examined Ning Rongrong from head to toe and discovered that she was not only completely unharmed, but the Soul Power fluctuations within her were even far more robust than before.

Wild joy instantly flooded his heart.

Before Ning Fengzhi could question her carefully, Tang San of Shrek suddenly leaped out as though he had seized his last lifeline.

Pointing at Xu Qing atop the high platform, he harshly demanded an explanation.

"What a Blue Silver Academy!"

"You really did secretly imprison the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's young lady!"

"Dean Xu, at this point, what else do you have to say!"

Tang San turned around and looked anxiously at Ning Rongrong, putting on a concerned expression.

"Rongrong, don't be afraid!"

"Your father and several seniors are here. I'm here too."

"Hurry and tell everyone how Blue Silver Academy kidnapped you and tortured you. Expose their crimes before the whole world!"

"As long as you speak, the major powers will never spare this den of demons!"

Tang San's words came in a rapid barrage as he tried to use moral coercion to forcibly tie the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect back onto Shrek's chariot.

Flender repeatedly nodded as well, loudly echoing him.

"That's right, Sect Master Ning!"

"Blue Silver Academy actually dared to harm your precious daughter like this. If this vengeance goes unavenged, where will the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's prestige remain?!"

The atmosphere in the plaza grew tense once more.

Everyone's eyes focused on Ning Rongrong, waiting for her response.

However, contrary to everyone's expectations.

Ning Rongrong did not burst into tears and loudly accuse them as Tang San had imagined.

She looked at Tang San, who was hopping around in agitation, as though he were an idiot.

Her delicate brows furrowed tightly as she coldly rebuked him without mercy.

"Tang San, what nonsense are you spouting here?!"

"Who told you I was imprisoned?"

Ning Rongrong turned toward Xu Qing on the high platform.

Under the stunned gazes of the entire crowd, she respectfully bent at the waist and performed a formal bow.

"Rongrong's achievements today are entirely thanks to Dean Xu and the academy's guidance."

"I will never forget such great kindness."

As soon as those words were spoken, the entire crowd erupted.

Dai Weisi, Star Luo's eldest prince, opened his mouth wide, not even noticing when the folding fan in his hand fell to the ground.

Xue Qinghe slightly narrowed his eyes, secretly making guesses.

Even Bibi Dong from Spirit Hall raised a brow, revealing a trace of interest.

What kind of bewitching potion had Blue Silver Academy fed this little girl?

The pampered little demoness of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was actually so wholeheartedly devoted to an outsider?

Tang San was stunned.

He frantically shook his head, utterly unable to accept reality.

"Impossible!"

"Rongrong, did they give you some poison that controls the mind?"

"Don't be afraid. I'm Tang Sect..."

Before he could finish, Ning Rongrong impatiently cut him off.

"Enough, Tang San. Put away that self-righteous act of yours."

"Only after attending Dean Xu's classes during my days at Blue Silver Academy did I learn just how ignorant and ridiculous I had been before."

Ning Rongrong took a deep breath and turned to Ning Fengzhi, whose face was blank with shock.

Her eyes shone with a dazzling light.

"Father, look carefully."

"This is the true great fortune Blue Silver Academy gave me!"

As soon as she finished speaking.

Ning Rongrong suddenly stepped forward, flipping her right palm over.

A brilliant, dazzling seven-colored radiance erupted from her palm.

The light was so bright that it instantly illuminated the entire back mountain as though it were daytime.

Then, a crystalline glazed pagoda, like an unparalleled treasure, slowly rose into the air amid the radiance.

Ning Fengzhi stared at the pagoda, even his breathing stopping.

He had even forgotten to help the two Sword and Bone elders from the ground.

Everyone's gaze was drawn to the pagoda.

Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, violet...

When they counted to the seventh level, everyone thought it was over.

After all, that had been the unshakable rule of Douluo Continent for thousands of years: the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda was destined to have only seven levels.

However...

Above the purple halo,

a streak of pure gold suddenly lit up.

Immediately after,

another deep dark-gold radiance exploded at the very top!

Eight layers.

Nine layers!

A full nine-story glazed tile pagoda rotated steadily in midair,

emanating a terrifying supportive aura powerful enough to make heaven and earth change color.

This aura was even purer and more domineering than Ning Fengzhi, a level seventy-nine Soul Saint!

Silence.

A deathly silence as terrifying as a graveyard spread wildly across the square.

A full ten seconds passed.

Then a pig-slaughtering shriek suddenly burst from Ning Fengzhi's throat.

"Nine layers!"

"This... this is the legendary Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda!"

Ning Fengzhi's legs gave out, and he once again dropped heavily to his knees.

But this time, there was not the slightest trace of fear or humiliation on his face. Instead, there was boundless fanaticism and tears of excitement.

He slammed his head fiercely against the white jade flagstones, producing loud thuds.

Blood ran down from his forehead, yet he was completely unaware of it.

"Dean Xu!"

"No, Immortal Xu!"

Ning Fengzhi's voice became incomparably shrill from his extreme excitement.

"You have given the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect a new lease on life!"

"I was truly blind just now, to dare offend a godlike existence such as yourself!"

He suddenly raised his head, staring at Xu Qing on the high platform as he roared.

"Dean Xu!"

"Please, you must give the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect a chance!"

"From this day onward, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is willing to offer every Gold Soul Coin and heavenly treasure in our sect treasury!"

"We ask only to become Blue Silver Academy's exclusive sponsor!"

"No matter what you need, even if it is the stars in the sky, Ning will not utter a single word of refusal!"

Martial Soul Evolution!

Those four words were like a world-destroying storm, instantly sweeping through the hearts of every major figure present.

The representatives of the various major factions seated in the VIP area could no longer remain seated.

Heaven Dou Empire's crown prince, Xue Qinghe, abruptly stood up. He rose so quickly that he even knocked over the table in front of him.

Star Luo's eldest prince, Dai Weisi, had eyes so red they seemed ready to bleed. He stared at the nine-story pagoda, breathing as heavily as an old ox working a bellows.

That was Martial Soul Evolution!

For thousands of years on Douluo Continent, countless peerless geniuses had wasted away and died, trapped by the limitations of their Martial Soul grades.

And now, this Dean Xu, whose Blue Silver Grass had been mocked by Yu Xiaogang as worthless trash,

not only possessed the terrifying strength to crush four Title Douluo single-handedly,

but could even forcibly defy fate and bring about the ultimate evolution of a Martial Soul!

What a heaven-defying method!

What terrifying foundations!

Bibi Dong's breathing also grew heavy.

The way she looked at Xu Qing had changed from her previous wariness into intense desire and greed.

Qian Daoliu took a deep breath, his hands gripping the armrests of his chair.

"Able to evolve Martial Souls..."

"This Blue Silver Academy is absolutely an inexhaustible divine treasure trove!"

The sect masters and elders of the various factions had all gone mad.

How could they still be in the mood to watch a show? One after another, they rushed toward the front of the high platform.

"Dean Xu! We, the Lower Four Sects, are also willing to offer everything we have to support the academy!"

"To hell with the Lower Four Sects! Who cares about your worthless junk? Dean Xu, the Star Luo Empire's national treasury is open to you!"

"Dean Xu, as long as you nod, the Heaven Dou Empire's Royal Knights will come guard the academy gates tomorrow!"