A month goes by in a blink of an eye.
For the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, who was struggling on the edge of humiliation and despair, this month was extremely painful.
But for some people in Spirit City, this month has been quite leisurely and comfortable.
Papal Palace, Holy Son's Palace.
Lin Ye was lying lazily on a specially customized huge rocking chair, rocking gently.
In his arms lay a "humanoid cat".
Zhu Zhuqing wore a cool black silk nightgown, which vividly outlined her extremely hot figure.
Like a lazy and content kitten, she buried her pretty face on Lin Ye's broad and strong chest, feeling the strong heartbeat, and the tip of her nose lingered with his unique masculine breath that made her feel at ease.
"Hey, tell me, Ning Fengzhi, that old fox, will you come today?"
Zhu Zhuqing stretched out his slender jade fingers and drew circles on Lin Ye's chest, with a hint of curiosity in his voice.
It has been a month since the last viewing ceremony.
Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect There has been no movement over there.
"He will come."
Lin Ye closed his eyes, enjoying the warm and fragrant nephrite in his arms.
He grabbed Zhu Zhuqing's dishonest little hand, put it to his mouth and kissed it gently.
"Why are you so sure?"
Zhu Zhuqing raised his head in confusion, curiosity shining in his cold eyes.
"Because he is a smart man."
Lin Ye opened his eyes, looked down at the stunning beauty in his arms, smiled and scratched the tip of her straight nose.
"Smart people know how to weigh the pros and cons."
"In the face of absolute strength, any luck is foolish."
"I gave him a month, not to ask him to recruit reinforcements or to come up with some crooked ideas."
Lin Ye's eyes darkened slightly.
"I want him, and the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, to feel what despair is during this month."
"Only when a person truly falls into despair and cannot see any hope, will he completely and willingly lower his arrogant head."
Zhu Zhuqing seemed to understand.
She is not interested in these machinations.
She only knows that her man is very, very strong.
Strong enough to make the entire continent tremble.
That's enough.
She buried her head in Lin Ye's arms again, nuzzled her gently like a puppy, and found a more comfortable position.
"Big Cat, how's your recent practice going?" Lin Ye put his arms around her slender waist and asked casually.
"Humph, I'm not left behind by you." Zhu Zhuqing muttered with some dissatisfaction.
Since absorbing that Divine Bestowed Soul Ring, her Soul Power has soared to level 75. This level of upgrade made her once think that she was a genius.
But compared with this pervert Lin Ye, her little progress is simply not worth mentioning.
This guy seems to be doing nothing all day, either sleeping with himself or teasing His Holiness the Pope, but his strength is still growing at an incredible speed.
It's really annoying to compare people to each other.
"Haha, don't worry."
Lin Ye chuckled lightly, and patted her pert buttocks gently and gently with his big hands.
"After this period of busy work is over, I will take you to a good place and I will ensure that your strength will reach a higher level."
"Really?" Zhu Zhuqing's eyes lit up instantly.
"Of course it's true. When did I lie to you?"
Just when the two of them were tired, there was a slight knock on the door.
"Come in." Lin Ye said calmly.
A maid pushed open the door respectfully and knelt on the ground, not even daring to raise her head.
"Report His Highness the Holy Son, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect Master Ning Fengzhi, please see me outside the palace."
Coming.
Lin Ye smiled slightly.
He was more calm than he expected.
It actually took until the last week to come.
"Let him wait at the Side Hall." Lin Ye ordered.
"Yes." The maid took the order and left.
"Are you going to see him?"
Zhu Zhuqing sat up from his arms and helped him straighten his somewhat messy collar.
"Yeah." Lin Ye nodded,
"Go and see if that old fox has figured it out."
He stood up and stretched, and the bones all over his body made a crackling sound.
"Let's go, Big Cat, come with me to meet him."
"Okay."
Spirit Hall, Side Hall.
Ning Fengzhi sat upright, holding a cup of tea that had already cooled down, but his eyes drifted to the door from time to time.
Behind him, Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong were still standing.
But compared to a month ago, the expressions on the faces of these two Titled Douluo no longer had the original anger and unwillingness, only the calmness and numbness of resignation remained.
This month has been a hellish torment for them.
Ning Fengzhi convenes meetings with the elders every day, analyzes the pros and cons over and over again, and puts the cruel reality in front of them in blood again and again.
From the initial excitement, to the endless quarrels, to the final collective silence.
Eventually, everyone recognized the reality.
In front of that monster Lin Ye, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, there is no room for resistance at all.
Just when Ning Fengzhi was feeling uneasy, a steady sound of footsteps came from outside the hall.
He felt a chill in his heart and quickly stood up.
I saw Lin Ye slowly walking into the Side Hall with Zhu Zhuqing.
He still looked calm and relaxed, with a half-smiling look. But for some reason, Ning Fengzhi felt a more terrifying pressure from him than last time.
"Sect Master Ning, you're fine."
Lin Ye walked to the main seat and sat down gracefully, while Zhu Zhuqing stood behind him naturally.
"Thanks to His Highness the Holy Son, everything is fine."
Ning Fengzhi quickly bowed deeply to Lin Ye with an extremely low posture.
Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo behind him also bowed slightly to show respect.
"Haha, Sect Master Ning doesn't have to be polite." Lin Ye waved his hand and motioned for him to sit down.
"A month goes by so fast."
Lin Ye picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and said meaningfully.
"I wonder, Sect Master Ning, how are you thinking about it?"
Ning Fengzhi's heart suddenly rose to his throat.
He took a deep breath, stood up from his seat again, and put on a humble smile on his face.
"His Highness the Holy Son, after Ning returned, he discussed it with the sect for a whole month."
"We all agree that His Highness the Holy Son is a genius and a future god, and that Spirit Hall will unify the continent is destiny and the general trend."
Having said this, he paused for a moment, and then, under the humiliating eyes of Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, he slowly knelt down on one knee.
"I, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the seventh generation Sect Master, Ning Fengzhi, would like to lead the entire sect and 13,700 people to submit to the Spirit Hall!"
"From now on, there will be no more Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect on the mainland."
"Only Spirit Hall's..."
"Seven Treasure Hall!"
After saying that, he buried his head deeply.