Blue Silver's Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring Debut: Xiao Wu Was Stunned—Why Were There Titled Douluo Everywhere?

[Chen Xin's disguise was decent enough.]

[Titled Douluo were naturally skilled at disguising themselves, and slightly altering one's appearance was not difficult.]

[But Ning Rongrong...]

[She had been a pampered little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.]

[Yet she had been running all over the place with Sword Douluo, who had never taken care of a child before.]

[Not only had she not gotten a single good night's sleep along the way.]

[No one knew what had been smeared on her face, but it had darkened her skin considerably.]

[It formed a stark contrast with the smooth, fair wrist faintly visible beneath her sleeve.]

[Describing her as a miserable sight would not have been an exaggeration.]

[Of course, that might have been why they had managed to slip into the city.]

[One old man and one young girl searched for an empty table.]

[As they passed Tang Chuan.]

[Ning Rongrong glanced at the dashing Tang Chuan.]

[Then could not resist looking at him a second time.]

[She turned back for a third look, then rammed straight into a waiter carrying a tray.]

[Amid startled cries, the tray flew into the air.]

["I'm screwed!" Ning Rongrong lost her balance and fell toward the side in panic.]

[But before she could feel any pain.]

[Dozens of Blue Silver Grass vines suddenly shot up from the ground.]

[Quickly steadying Ning Rongrong and the waiter.]

[At the same time, Blue Silver Grass that transformed into hands caught every dish flying through the air with the precision of a game of Tetris.]

[Tang Chuan did not turn around. He merely curled a finger casually.]

[After guiding the tray back into the waiter's hands, he lowered his head and continued digging into his meal.]

[The incident had happened so suddenly.]

[That less than ten seconds had passed from beginning to end.]

[The diners, waiters, Xiao Wu, and Ning Rongrong had not even processed what had happened.]

["Wow, Grandpa, did you see that? That handsome guy reacted so fast."]

[Dugu Yan, who had witnessed everything, exclaimed and lightly clapped her hands.]

[Poison Douluo casually set down his chopsticks.]

[Seeing the unusual gleam in his granddaughter's eyes.]

[Then looking at Tang Chuan, who had remained composed from start to finish, he frowned slightly in puzzlement.]

["Where did this king of show-offs come from? He's even better at putting on airs than I am?"]

[Of course, this was only a minor interlude.]

[After thanking Tang Chuan, Ning Rongrong eagerly followed Sword Douluo to an empty table.]

[After days of arduous travel.]

[Ning Rongrong had eaten nothing but grilled fish, fruit, wild boar, and wild chicken. She had long since grown sick of it.]

[Now that she could finally have a proper meal, the little girl nearly burst into tears.]

[However.]

[She was destined to be disappointed.]

[Just as Ning Rongrong lowered her head and had barely taken two bites.]

[Sword Douluo's expression suddenly froze.]

[He sensed an extremely powerful aura appearing on the second floor.]

[Lan Yin and Poison Douluo also turned their gazes toward it.]

["Hehehe, how about I treat you to this meal? Why don't we share a table?"]

[The man had yet to arrive, but his voice came first.]

[Heavy, oppressive footsteps slowly descended the stairs.]

[Upon hearing that familiar voice.]

[Ning Rongrong's pretty face instantly turned deathly pale.]

[Clearly.]

[She had recognized him as Tuoba Xuanfeng, the Spirit Hall Titled Douluo and Adjudication Elder who had taken her father away.]

[Although Poison Douluo did not think highly of Spirit Hall.]

[His precious granddaughter was right beside him.]

[He had no desire to clash with Spirit Hall.]

[So after coming over to greet Sword Douluo, he turned and left.]

[Meanwhile, while everyone's attention was on Dugu Bo, Dugu Yan quietly slipped something into Ning Rongrong's hand.]

[Before leaving, she even threw Tang Chuan, who was seated not far away, a flirtatious wink (◠‿◕).]

[This angered Dugu Bo quite a bit.]

[He immediately turned and warned his granddaughter that the boy looked like a scumbag who flirted everywhere, telling her to stay far away from him if she ever saw him again.]

[However, Dugu Yan did not pay him any attention at all.]

[As Ning Rongrong's identity was exposed in a single sentence.]

[Sword Douluo finally could not hold back and made the first move.]

[He began fighting Tuoba Xuanfeng and the other Spirit Hall experts.]

[The people around the restaurant had long since fled in terror.]

[Only Lan Yin, Tang Chuan, and Xiao Wu remained seated peacefully where they were.]

[As though the chaos around them had no effect on them whatsoever.]

[However, they would not go looking for trouble, but trouble would come looking for them.]

[The next second.]

[An unlucky Spirit Hall expert was kicked away by Sword Douluo. Letting out a miserable scream, he flew directly toward the three of them.]

[Lan Yin glanced from the corner of her eye.]

[Shielding the two of them as she stepped back.]

[Causing the Spirit Hall expert to crash directly into their table, knocking it over and sending the dishes clattering to the floor.]

[Xiao Wu was completely dumbfounded, her big eyes wide with confusion.]

[Damn it, who was it? How could they have so little manners? Fighting in a restaurant?]

[I haven't even finished eating yet!]

[Xiao Wu was so angry that she nearly rushed out to argue with the people outside.]

[Fortunately, Tang Chuan reacted quickly and stuffed the chicken drumstick in his hand into her little mouth, filling it completely and finally quieting Xiao Wu down.]

["Don't be sad. Just wait and see—your Sister Lan Yin has gone to settle the score with them."]

["Brother Tang Chuan, who's fighting outside? They're making such a huge commotion."]

[Xiao Wu had been too focused on eating earlier, and only now did she realize that everyone around them was gone.]

["Probably some Titled Douluo fighting." Tang Chuan replied calmly.]

["Oh, so it was Titled Douluo... Huh? What did you say? T-Titled Douluo?"]

[Xiao Wu suddenly came to her senses.]

[Her face turned pale in an instant.]

[Her petite body gradually began to tremble.]

[In the air, Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Tuoba Xuanfeng were in the midst of an intense battle.]

[Then a third, utterly terrifying aura suddenly exploded beside them.]

[Sword Douluo and Tuoba Xuanfeng's expressions changed drastically.]

[They hurriedly assumed defensive stances.]

["Bang!"]

[Although they successfully blocked Lan Yin's first attack, they failed to stop the second.]

[Each of them received a loud slap across the face.]

[They were forced back dozens of steps through the air before coming to a stop.]

["Who is it?"]

[Both men were shocked and furious as they looked toward the restaurant entrance.]

[Amid steady footsteps brimming with pressure, a tall, slender figure slowly stepped out from the shadows.]

[Her pace was neither hurried nor slow, yet every step seemed to land upon everyone's heartbeat.]

[With the composure of one who looked down upon the world, she slightly raised her chin.]

[A breathtaking charm flowed through her eyes and brows, making all things in the world pale in comparison.]

[Yet what shocked Sword Douluo and Tuoba Xuanfeng most was not Lan Yin's identity.]

[But the nine soul rings slowly rising from beneath her feet.]

[Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red.]

[Even Sword Douluo, who had always remained calm in any situation, saw his pupils contract sharply.]

[Tuoba Xuanfeng was so stunned that he cried out in disbelief!!]

["How is that possible!!!"]

["That is... a hundred-thousand-year soul ring!!!"]