Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, Main City Recommendation Letter

[Ding! Reward issued]

A crisp, pleasant system notification resounded in Ning An's mind.

Almost instantly, a warm, sacred, and boundless glow burst forth from Ning An's body!

Gentle yet incomparably majestic light instantly filled the entire bedroom, every wisp of radiance carrying utterly pure soul power as it slowly flowed and rose.

Ning An lay quietly on the bed, the white bandages wrapped around his body trembling faintly beneath the nourishment of the seven-colored glow.

The next second!

A crystalline seven-tiered pagoda—the resplendent Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda—slowly rose from the crown of Ning An's head.

The pagoda was clear and translucent, its glazed patterns exquisitely beautiful as seven-colored light flowed endlessly across it. It was the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, the inherited support-type martial soul of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect for tens of thousands of years!

Endless golden radiance gathered from the void like a tide, winding layer upon layer around the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.

The golden light gradually adhered to the pagoda, steadily and firmly piling up to fill it.

The seven tiers shone brilliantly as the illusory shadow of an eighth tier slowly condensed into form. Delicate glazed patterns spread and intertwined, while a sacred pressure surged ever higher!

The soul power throughout the room boiled madly, and the air filled with an incredibly dense aura of martial soul origin.

This was the phenomenon of a martial soul evolving!

Just as the martial soul's evolution quietly proceeded, hurried yet light footsteps sounded outside the bedroom door.

Ning Tian, who had rushed out moments earlier to find a physician, quickly pushed open the door and entered with the sect physician and a group of elders who had hurried over after hearing the news.

"Physician, hurry and check on my brother! He woke up just now! Is he all right now?"

Ning Tian's little face was full of anxious concern. The moment his words fell, he froze in place, his clear eyes widening round as he stared blankly at the scene in the center of the bedroom.

The elders and white-haired physician behind him all came to an abrupt stop, their breaths catching as they gazed in shock at the glazed pagoda floating above Ning An's head.

Seven-colored radiance flowed through the room, golden halos piled layer upon layer, and above the seven-tiered pagoda, the shadow of the eighth tier grew increasingly solid. Sacred and vast soul power blanketed the entire room!

Everyone trembled from head to toe, their minds shaken as their thoughts went blank.

"Brother?!"

Ning Tian snapped out of it. Seeing Ning An wrapped in radiance with his eyes tightly closed, endless worry instantly welled up in his heart. Afraid that this sudden change would harm his brother, he immediately tried to rush forward.

"Absolutely not! Tian'er, stop!"

The eldest elder at his side reacted swiftly, gently catching the impulsive Ning Tian. His aged body shook violently, and scorching tears instantly filled his clouded old eyes.

He stared fixedly at the glazed pagoda undergoing transformation, his voice hoarse and trembling with overwhelming excitement and ecstasy as he shouted each word distinctly:

"It... it's a martial soul evolution!!"

"It's the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda... from ten thousand years ago!!"

The moment those words were spoken.

The remaining elders, who had been filled with worry, had their pupils abruptly constrict. Then, endless ecstasy swept through them!

The white-haired elders, whose composure had endured a lifetime, completely broke down. Tears streamed down their faces as they clenched their hands tightly, their bodies trembling without end.

"A martial soul evolution! It truly is a martial soul evolution!"

"Our Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect! After ten thousand years! Has finally given birth once more to a true Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!!"

"Heaven blesses the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect! Heaven blesses our sect!!"

Cheers and choked sobs that could no longer be suppressed rose and fell throughout the bedroom.

For countless years, the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's greatest regret had been that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda would forever stop at seven tiers. It could never reach perfection in one's lifetime, leaving the ultimate support ability forever incomplete and making it destined to struggle to reach the continent's pinnacle!

Since ancient times, apart from Ning Rongrong ten thousand years ago, not a single person had been able to transform the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!

But today!

Their eleven-year-old young sect master, Ning An!

Not only had he saved the sect from disaster, but even his inherited martial soul was evolving.

Seven Treasures becoming Nine Treasures!

The glory of the Nine Treasures reappeared today!

Ning Tian stood there blankly, watching the sacred radiance filling the room and the pagoda above his brother's head slowly transform. All his previous worry vanished, replaced by immense pride and shock.

So... Brother was amazing, truly amazing!

Not only did he possess a heaven-defying ferocious beast martial soul, he was also about to gain the legendary Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!

Everyone in the room held their breath, their eyes locked onto the glazed pagoda, not daring to cause the slightest disturbance.

The process of martial soul evolution was slow and sacred.

Time passed second by second. Pure light continuously poured into the pagoda, and the eighth tier became completely solid. Immediately afterward, the illusory shadow of a ninth tier slowly emerged, taking shape and solidifying!

Buzzz—!

A clear, lingering chime from the pagoda rang through the skies, piercing the entire Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and echoing among the mountains!

The nine-tiered pagoda had fully taken shape!

Gleaming gold wrapped in color, its nine-tiered body rising layer by layer, adorned with intricate, sacred patterns as radiant clouds shone for miles and auspicious light streaked across the sky!

The true supreme auxiliary martial soul, one that stood above all others in the world—the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!

The boundless radiant clouds swiftly withdrew, and the nine-tiered glazed pagoda transformed into a streak of light before silently merging into Ning An's body.

On the bed, Ning An, whose eyes had been tightly shut, slowly opened them.

His dark, profound eyes were clear and bright, with concealed glazed golden light deep within them. His aura had undergone a complete transformation—gentle yet carrying an awe-inspiring dominance. The youthful immaturity of the past had vanished entirely.

The injuries that had torn through his entire body were completely healed. His meridians had been widened and tempered by the pure martial soul origin, while the strength of his body and the foundation of his soul power had long surpassed what they once were!

He raised his gaze slightly, only to see a row of elders standing before the bed. Their white hair was streaked with tears, their bodies trembling with excitement. Beside them stood Ning Tian, his eyes red-rimmed and filled with admiration.

These elders, who were usually calm and steady as they handled the sect's affairs, had all cried themselves into tears. Yet they were also smiling with incomparable relief—even fervor.

Seeing this, Ning An felt a faint warmth in his heart.

The Dark Gold Dreadclaw Bear, the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect... From this day onward, the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect finally had hope of reclaiming its former glory.

He had just been about to speak, to comfort them and break this warm atmosphere of tears and joy.

When hurried yet respectful footsteps suddenly came rushing from outside the courtyard!

An outer sect disciple, his face full of panic, hurried into the bedroom and bowed as he urgently reported:

"Young Sect Master! Elders! The Lord Mayor of the main city has come to visit! He's already outside the courtyard! It seems he may not have come with good intentions!"

Everyone froze slightly. Their emotions were still immersed in the ultimate joy of the martial soul's completion, and they did not immediately adjust.

He had not come with good intentions?

Even if Ning Rongrong from ten thousand years ago had come looking for trouble today, they would not be afraid.

Before the words had faded, a steady, authoritative middle-aged voice came from outside the courtyard, carrying unmistakable courtesy and respect:

"This old man has made an unannounced visit and was somewhat hasty. I have disturbed the Young Sect Master's recovery. I hope you will forgive me."

The group looked toward the voice and saw a middle-aged man in a mayor's robes, his bearing dignified and composed, swiftly entering the bedroom under the guidance of a sect disciple.

The mayor strode to the bedside. When his gaze fell upon the transformed Ning An, intense amazement and appreciation flashed through his eyes. He then solemnly raised a hand and produced an exquisite letter of recommendation trimmed with gilded patterns.

Holding the letter up with both hands, he adopted a respectful posture and spoke in an incomparably solemn tone:

"Young Sect Master Ning, esteemed elders."

"I heard that the Young Sect Master single-handedly fought several gifted geniuses, possesses soul rings beyond the standard configuration, and even has twin martial souls!"

"I have come today specifically to deliver this to the Young Sect Master—a recommendation letter from Shrek Academy's main city!"