Nine Treasure Glory System, Novice Gift Pack Dark Gold Dreadclaw Bear Martial Soul

Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Council Hall.

"Young Sect Master Ning, let's not waste words!"

The Longwind Sect Master stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping over the sparse Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect disciples in the hall. A brazen sneer curled across his lips.

"In past collaborations, your Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect alone took seventy percent of the profits. Our sects risked our lives and did all the work, yet received only thirty percent. It is deeply unfair!"

"We have now reached a unanimous decision. From today onward, in all cooperative ventures, our sects will receive sixty percent of the profits! The remaining share can be divided among your Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"

The moment his words fell, the hall erupted in a chorus of agreement. Elders and disciples from the affiliated sects clamored one after another, their arrogance soaring.

"That's right! Why should we bleed and struggle while the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect reaps the benefits without lifting a finger? It's far too unfair."

"There is no room for negotiation today! Either accept the new terms, or all cooperation will be completely nullified!"

"Young Sect Master, you are still young. Do not fail to recognize the times and ruin your sect's foundation for nothing!"

Every sentence was aggressive, every word aimed at cutting them off at the root.

The faces of all the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect elders present had turned ashen. Their fists clenched tightly, their eyes filled with extreme fury and helplessness.

Everyone knew this had nothing to do with unfair profit distribution. This was blatant profiteering from a crisis!

What could the remaining ten percent of the profits even do? It was not enough to cover their costs!

Over the years, every cooperative channel, resource, foundation, and connection had been established by the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. These affiliated sects had merely attached themselves to them, mooching off the benefits and reaping gains without effort.

Now that they saw the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had not produced a Titled Douluo—or even a Soul Douluo—for a long time, and had no notable geniuses either, they suddenly turned on them and forcibly demanded sixty percent of the profits. This was equivalent to directly hollowing out the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's foundations!

If this continued, the sect's industries would collapse. A top sect with a heritage spanning centuries would, within a few years, fall completely from its pedestal and become a second-rate, or even third-rate, power!

Beside the main seat of the hall stood a tall, straight-backed youth in silence.

The youth was only around eleven years old. His features were handsome and sharp, his black hair tied up, and his simple yet elegant glazed brocade robe accentuated his upright figure.

He was Ning An, the Young Sect Master of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and Ning Tian's elder brother.

As a transmigrator, he knew very well that this was the era of Tang God King's backyard, and that the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had been in decline all along.

In order to resist Tang God King and restore the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to prosperity, despite his young age, he had long mastered the sect's laws and managed more than half its affairs. His intelligence and schemes far surpassed those of the sect's elders.

Yet no matter how hard he worked, he could only slow the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's decline. Returning to its peak was still far too difficult.

At that moment, Ning An's dark eyes were deep and still. There was not the slightest trace of panic within them, only icy coldness.

He understood these people's intentions all too well.

His father had gone out in search of talent, and the sect lacked top-tier experts.

So these opportunistic petty men had seized this gap with precision, hoping to devour the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's foundation!

This so-called redistribution of profits was merely a means of slowly eating away at them.

"Uncles and elders."

Ning An spoke slowly. The youth's voice was clear and calm, yet carried an unquestionable steadiness that suppressed the clamor filling the hall.

"The alliance agreement is written in black and white. Our Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect provides channels, resources, and protection, while your sects contribute assistance. Thirty percent of the profits is already no small amount."

"Now, while my father is absent, you are breaking the agreement and demanding sixty percent of the profits. It is unreasonable and dishonorable."

"I will never agree to this."

Every word rang firm and forceful. His stance was resolute, without the slightest concession.

The moment he said this, the expressions of the sect masters opposite him darkened, and the contempt in their eyes deepened.

A brat still wet behind the ears dared to argue reason with them?

"Heh, you don't know what's good for you!"

The Jade Water Sect Master sneered, his face full of mockery and disdain.

"Young Sect Master Ning is too young to understand the rules of the martial world! The strong prey on the weak—this has never changed! Given the current situation, if your Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect cannot protect its foundation, then you should surrender your interests!"

"Since a civil discussion will not work, we shall use another method!"

His tone shifted, and a vicious glint flashed through his eyes as he called out, "We have heard that the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is the greatest auxiliary sect under heaven, with deep foundations and countless geniuses!"

"Then let us make a wager. Both sides will send members of the younger generation to compete on the stage!"

"If your Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect wins, everything will remain as it was, and we will honor the old agreement!"

"But if you lose, then as we have said, our sects will receive sixty percent of the profits from all cooperative ventures!"

"What do you say?"

Within the hall, the hearts of all the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect elders instantly sank to the depths.

Everyone knew that, regardless of whether they agreed today, this matter would be difficult to settle.

Over the past decade, the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's talents had withered, and its younger generation had failed to produce successors. Other than the Young Sect Master and his younger sister Ning Tian, there was not another genius worth mentioning.

And the other side's meaning was obvious—they wanted one-on-one duels.

How was an auxiliary soul master supposed to duel a fighter?

Fight with their heads?

This match was a guaranteed loss!

And if they refused, the conflict from before would simply continue. Even if they dragged it out to the end, they still would not gain any advantage.

The elders' faces turned deathly pale. They looked at one another, their eyes filled with despair and helplessness, yet not a single one stepped forward to break this deadlock.

Ning An stood quietly where he was, his fingers curling slightly as his heart grew ice-cold.

He saw through everything clearly. These people had never come to negotiate. They had come to utterly crush the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's dignity, then divide up the sect's foundation!

Their young geniuses could not compare, and their top experts could not compare either. Alas!

With wolves and tigers pressing in step by step before them, and not the slightest support or path of retreat behind them, the mighty Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had fallen into a bottomless abyss today!

That damned Ning Rongrong! She had become a god, yet aside from changing the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's name to the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, she had given them absolutely no benefits!

Could a top sect with a legacy spanning tens of thousands of years truly be buried in his hands?

A sharp glint flashed through Ning An's eyes, his heart filled with unwillingness.

His talent was decent. He possessed innate soul power at rank nine, and his martial soul was merely the most ordinary Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. It was far inferior to the legendary ultimate martial souls, and he possessed neither the ability to fight opponents above his rank nor the ability to support warriors in battle.

He absolutely could not accept watching the sect perish before his eyes!

Yet at this moment, he was powerless and utterly without options.

Just as Ning An's thoughts sank to rock bottom, and the entire hall fell into dead silence and despair, with every sect disciple's eyes dim and hearts full of hopelessness—

[Ding! Detected that the host is in a life-or-death crisis for his sect. His will is steadfast, and he is willing to shoulder responsibility and defend the sect!]

[Nine Treasure Glory System officially activated!]

[Novice Gift Pack opened. Congratulations, host, for obtaining the martial soul: Dark Gold Dreadclaw Bear, accompanied by a hundred-year first soul ring and a thousand-year second soul ring.]

[Novice Mission: Accept all provocations and wager challenges from the various sects. Ascend the arena and face the geniuses of every faction, breaking the deadlock against the odds!]

[Mission Reward: Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda evolves perfectly into Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!]