Spirit-Rhyme Sea Urchin, Ning Fengzhi's Killing Intent!

"An eight-ring Soul Douluo?"

"My Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was once so prosperous, yet because of the Martial Soul's flaw, I have no hope of becoming a Soul Douluo in this lifetime."

"O vast heavens, why are you so unfair to me!"

Ning Fengzhi looked up at the sky. His Innate Soul Power had reached level eight, yet he was destined to be stuck at level seventy-nine for the rest of his life!

Meanwhile, Ye Renxin could cultivate all the way to level ninety.

At that moment, an inexplicable jealousy arose within Ning Fengzhi, accompanied by deep apprehension.

"Uncle Bone!"

"I must trouble you to make a trip down the mountain!"

"When you return, Fengzhi will reward you handsomely!"

Gu Rong's Soul Power was stuck at level eighty-eight. Ning Fengzhi intended to give him a hand and help him break through to the titled rank.

Having Gu Rong go down the mountain to deal with Ye Renxin was merely a convenient excuse.

"The title of the world's number one support Martial Soul can belong only to our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"

"Neither reputation nor treasures may be bestowed upon others!"

"Ye Renxin, oh, Ye Renxin!"

"If you must blame someone, blame your own bad fate!"

Ning Fengzhi spoke softly, a flash of killing intent passing through his eyes. He could not tarnish the reputation of the upper three sects!

Although the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect ranked among the upper three sects, life within the sect was far from easy. Gu Rong was the only level eighty-eight Soul Douluo holding the fort!

At this point, Chen Jianjun, Chen Xin's father, had yet to challenge Qian Daoliu. Ning Fengzhi had not recruited Chen Xin either, and the two protector Douluo had yet to emerge!

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile