Seven Treasure Little Witch Meets Her Nemesis, Lan Yin Douluo Shakes the World, a Goddess Descends

[Although Tang Chuan had charged in front of Ning Rongrong.]

[And switched Blue Silver Grass into the Clear Sky Hammer in less than a few breaths.]

[As Soul Sages and Titled Douluo.]

[The several experts possessed exceptionally sharp eyes.]

[They saw all of Tang Chuan's movements in an instant.]

[Especially when they saw the purple soul ring around him.]

[And his suddenly transformed martial soul.]

[Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and Bone Douluo immediately realized what had happened.]

[Their faces were filled with shock.]

["Twin martial souls?"]

["A purple soul ring? He actually has a thousand-year first soul ring? How did this kid do it?"]

["A black plant—could it be mutated Blue Silver Grass? And that hammer? Could it be the Clear Sky Hammer?"]

[Among this group.]

[Qian Daoliu was the strongest, so naturally, he noticed more than anyone else.]

[Especially when he saw the tens of thousands of Blue Silver Grass blades on the ground relentlessly crashing into the feathers.]

[And each collision weakened the feathers' power by the slightest amount.]

[He quickly realized.]

[This child's martial soul likely possessed the ability to devour others' power.]

[This was simply...]

[Exactly like Bibi Dong's martial soul.]

[Bang!]

[Tang Chuan flew backward out of the smoke, clutching the shattered Clear Sky Hammer.]

[He flew dozens of meters, breaking through a mass of Blue Silver Grass before barely coming to a stop.]

[However.]

[When he discovered that the Blue Silver Emperor's Right Leg Bone's healing ability was so powerful that he was practically uninjured.]

[He immediately understood.]

[He gritted his teeth and deliberately shook himself into suffering some internal injuries.]

[Only after spitting out a large mouthful of blood in front of Ning Rongrong did he collapse.]

[Ning Rongrong snapped back to her senses and saw this scene.]

[She immediately broke down in tears.]

[She hurried over and tightly held Tang Chuan in her arms. "No, Brother Chuan, don't die. It's... it's all because Rongrong is too useless..."]

[Tang Chuan continued coughing up blood and grabbed Ning Rongrong with a trembling hand.]

["Rongrong, there are some things I've thought about for a long time, but I was always too embarrassed to say them."]

[Ning Rongrong cried as though her heart were breaking.]

["I understand. You want me to be your girlfriend, right?"]

["I agree."]

["Actually, I like you too."]

["Honey."]

[Tang Chuan hurriedly covered her mouth.]

[He glanced at Ning Fengzhi, whose expression was unreadable in the distance, and felt somewhat guilty.]

["No, I wanted to talk about something else."]

["Do you remember what happened to you a while ago?"]

[Ning Rongrong blinked through her tears, then nodded.]

[At the time, she had always believed Lan Yin and Xiao Wu disliked her, so she had grown increasingly close to Tang Chuan.]

["Actually, I was the one who stole and ate the carrot Xiao Wu hid."]

["But she thought it was you, so she spanked you."]

["When Lan Yin was bathing, I secretly cut her more conservative nightgown into a much more revealing style."]

["But I told her you had deliberately cut it because you were angry that her morning training was too strict."]

["So she spanked you again."]

["And once, when Xiao Wu was asleep, I had a nightmare and accidentally kicked her off the bed."]

["But I woke up quickly, and before she could climb up from the floor, I hurriedly switched places with you."]

["Then she thought you had kicked her."]

["And beat you up again while you were sleeping soundly."]

[Ning Rongrong could no longer cry.]

[The corner of her eye twitched continuously.]

[Her lips trembled without stopping.]

["Can you forgive me?" Tang Chuan asked weakly.]

[Ning Rongrong gritted her teeth.]

[She clenched her little fists and forced out each word.]

["I... I forgive you. As long as you don't die, Rongrong will forgive you for anything."]

White World.

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

"Pfft."

"Who would've thought?"

"Rongrong, that little witch, has never feared heaven or earth since she was young."

"She's tormented at least eight hundred people, if not a thousand, in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

"And this time, she's finally met her match."

Bone Douluo, stationed here, could not help but laugh.

However, he did not develop any prejudice against Tang Chuan because of this.

Firstly, he knew that Tang Chuan had indeed taken especially good care of Rongrong during the month they had spent together.

Secondly, there was the potential Tang Chuan had displayed.

Twin martial souls + a thousand-year first ring + ultimate attributes + domain skill + external soul bone + a Titled Douluo protecting his path.

To possess such a luxurious lineup right after becoming a soul master.

Even throughout the ten-thousand-year history of the Douluo Continent's Spirit Hall soul master system, no second person like him could be found.

It could be said that aside from this kid seemingly having a bit too much luck with women.

Bone Douluo could hardly find any flaws in him.

If Rongrong could be entrusted to his care.

Bone Douluo would be much more at ease.

"Smack!"

Suddenly, as if recalling something, Bone Douluo smashed the table in frustration.

His voice was laden with deep regret.

"Ah, why does this kid have to be from a parallel world?"

Compared to Tang Chuan.

That so-called genius Tang San Bone Douluo had previously heard about from Rongrong.

Now seemed merely average.

[The feathers of Angel Judgment still drifted across the battlefield.]

[They happened to cover the area where Tang Chuan and Ning Rongrong were.]

[Ning Rongrong's face turned deathly pale.]

[She hurriedly pressed Tang Chuan beneath her, intending to use her body to withstand Angel Judgment.]

[And Sword Douluo had completely gone mad.]

["If even the person I want to protect is gone, then what use is power?"]

["If one must be heartless and emotionless to become a god."]

["Then this godhood..."]

["I can do without it!"]

[As soon as his words fell, countless feathers in the sky were instantly shredded into dust by countless sword energies.]

[In the end.]

[Sword Douluo destroyed the Asura Demon Sword, gave up the path to godhood, and successfully injured Qian Daoliu.]

[Spirit Hall's intention to annex all sects.]

[And unify the soul master world was also completely crushed.]

[However.]

[Although the final battle had ended.]

[The aftermath of their fight had truly affected the vast majority of Spirit City's people.]

[Looking around, unconscious crowds lay everywhere.]

[Just as Spirit Hall's consecrated elders and experts were all troubled over how to handle the aftermath.]

[A deafening boom rang out.]

[Several towering azure trees, each a hundred meters tall, erupted from the ground.]

[They appeared in the center of Spirit City and at its four corners.]

[The experts of Spirit Hall and the major sects thought another faction was preparing to launch another attack.]

[The atmosphere instantly became tense to the extreme.]

["Look, there's someone on the tree!"]

[Suddenly, an expert pointed at a distant tree and cried out. Everyone looked in that direction.]

[On a horizontal branch at the very top of that towering tree.]

[A slender, graceful figure stood against the wind.]

[Her waterfall-like black hair draped casually behind her.]

[Several strands of blue hair brushed over her snowy-white face, making that peerless beauty appear even more aloof and cold.]

[She wore a blue-gold long dress woven from ice silkworm silk.]

[The afterglow of the setting sun outlined her perfectly curvaceous figure.]

[And plated her in a sacred, ethereal golden glow.]

[Making the scene even more tranquil and pure, as though time itself were willing to stop for it.]

[At that moment.]

[Countless hearts seemed to skip a beat as everyone fell into a brief daze.]

[Lan Yin slightly raised her hand.]

[As the branches and leaves of the several great trees emitted streaks of emerald light, rings of soul rings also emerged around her.]

[At this sight.]

[Even Qian Daoliu, Golden Crocodile Douluo, Azure Luan Douluo, and the other Spirit Hall consecrated elders had their pupils violently constrict.]

[The experts from the other sects cried out in shock.]

["My heavens, a... a hundred-thousand-year soul ring?"]

["This mysterious woman is actually a Titled Douluo?"]

["I swear that in my entire life, I've never encountered anyone so stunningly beautiful."]

["And the method she's using now, could it be..."]

[Sure enough.]

[As countless specks of emerald light descended from the sky.]

[The ordinary soul masters within Spirit City gradually began to awaken.]

[Feeling their injuries steadily recover.]

[They too raised their heads to look at the figure atop the tree, cheering and praising her without end.]

[Some even directly knelt on the ground, regarding Lan Yin as a heavenly goddess saving all living beings.]

[However, Lan Yin finished healing them.]

[Ignoring the crowds below that endlessly expressed their gratitude.]

[She turned and returned toward Spirit Hall Plaza.]

[As her figure drew closer and closer.]

[Quite a few experts immediately blushed.]

[They subconsciously adjusted their appearance and attire.]

[Fearing they might leave a bad impression before this goddess.]

[However, Lan Yin walked straight ahead.]

[Her eyes did not linger for even an instant on any expert she passed.]

[In the end, she arrived at Tang Chuan's side.]

[She looked somewhat distressed at the blood on the corner of his mouth.]

[Then gently dusted the dirt from his body.]

[The entire scene instantly fell into deathly silence.]