Ning Rongrong, the Lovestruck Fool!

Lin Ming's pupils suddenly contracted, and his heart gave a violent thump.

The Sky-Piercing Spear?!

Of course he knew what the Sky-Piercing Spear was!

On the Douluo Continent twenty thousand years in the future, there was an invincible powerhouse known as Yun Ming, whose martial soul was the Sky-Piercing Spear!

He was number one in that era, and had even nearly created his own divine position!

This spear was hailed as the strongest offensive weapon martial soul. It came with the Sky-Sealing Domain and could pierce anything, cut through anything!

And now, this legendary divine spear had become his martial soul!

Lin Ming took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and felt the surging power within him.

The rusty, unremarkable Iron Spear had vanished, replaced by a uniquely shaped spear that radiated sharpness.

It was an almost transparent incandescent white spear, with a terrifying blade running along one side for a third of its length. Beneath the blade were the ancient, imposing characters "Sky-Piercing"—no unnecessary decorations, no intricate soul-tool patterns. It was simplicity taken to the extreme, and dominance taken to the extreme.

Not only that, his first soul ring had changed from a dim white to a brilliant purple.

A Millennium Soul Ring!

Ordinary Soul Masters had to reach at least level thirty or forty to obtain a Millennium Soul Ring, and even then, they needed powerful Soul Masters to protect them while hunting a thousand-year soul beast. Yet he was only level sixteen and already possessed a Millennium Soul Ring!

Was this the power of the system's reward?

Lin Ming clenched his fists, a gleam flashing through his eyes.

It seemed the suffering he had endured over the past thirteen years had been worth it.

Meanwhile, Ning Rongrong, whom Sword Douluo had forcibly taken away, kept looking back, tears welling in her eyes.

"Grandpa Sword, let me go! I want to find him!"

"Shut up!"

"I won't! I'm telling you, I won't marry anyone but him in this life! If you won't let me marry him, I'll go on a hunger strike! I'll run away from home! I'll—"

"You..." Sword Douluo was so angry that even his beard curled up, but he had no way to deal with this little ancestor.

He had lived for so many years and seen every kind of storm, yet he was helpless against this little girl.

In the end, Sword Douluo had no choice but to bring Lin Ming along with Ning Rongrong to meet Ning Fengzhi.

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, council hall.

Lin Ming stood in the center of the hall, with an elderly man exuding a terrifying aura seated on each side.

On the left sat Sword Douluo, Chen Xin. Sword energy radiated from him, and his gaze was as sharp as a torch. On the right sat Bone Douluo, Gu Rong, whose gaunt frame nevertheless gave off the oppressive feeling of a mountain.

Seated in the place of honor directly ahead was the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's sect master—Ning Fengzhi.

Ning Fengzhi was in his early forties. He had refined features and a gentle demeanor, but the way he looked at Lin Ming now held undisguised hostility.

Lin Ming was very familiar with that look. It was the look a father-in-law gave a pig that had rooted through his precious cabbage—nothing about it was pleasing to the eye.

"Lin Ming, right?" Ning Fengzhi lifted his teacup and took a slow sip.

"I won't beat around the bush. No matter what method you used to make Rongrong fall for you, I'll give you two choices now."

He set down the teacup and raised one finger. "First, I'll give you one hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins. Leave the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and leave my daughter immediately."

One hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins.

That figure made the servants present suck in a breath. One hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins was enough for an ordinary family to live comfortably for ten lifetimes. Ning Fengzhi truly was generous—he opened with an astronomical sum.

Before Lin Ming could say anything, Ning Rongrong exploded first.

"Dad! What are you talking about?!" Ning Rongrong sprang from her chair and rushed to Lin Ming's side, tightly hugging his arm as if afraid someone might steal him away.

"I won't let you drive him away! I finally found him!"

Ning Fengzhi frowned. "Rongrong, stop making trouble. How old are you? What do you know about love?"

"How could I not know?!" Ning Rongrong's eyes reddened with urgency.

"It was love at first sight with Lin Ming! The moment I saw him, I knew he was the one I'd been looking for all my life! Haven't you always asked why I keep having those strange dreams? I'll tell you now—the person in my dreams was him! Exactly the same! This is fate! It was destined by Heaven!"

The more she spoke, the more emotional she became, until her voice trembled. "If you dare drive him away, then I'll leave too! If he leaves the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, I'll leave with him! I mean every word!"

"You!" Ning Fengzhi slammed his hand against the table, his face turning livid with anger.

Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo exchanged a look, both wearing helpless expressions. This little ancestor had been willful since childhood, but she had never been this hysterical before. What kind of bewitched soup had that Lin Ming fed her?

Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath, suppressing the anger in his heart. He turned to Lin Ming, his gaze becoming even sharper. "Lin Ming, what exactly did you do to Rongrong?"

Lin Ming spread his hands, looking utterly innocent. "Sect Master Ning, I didn't do anything. Your daughter came to find me on her own. I'm still a little confused myself."

That was the truth. He really had done nothing; it was all the system's doing. This so-called Forced Lovestruck Effect was even more overbearing than he had imagined.

Ning Rongrong's obsession with him had reached an utterly unreasonable level.

Ning Fengzhi clearly didn't believe him and was about to press further when Lin Ming's body suddenly trembled.

Just then, he felt an intense fluctuation arise within him. The Sky-Piercing Spear's evolution had finally been fully completed!

A sharp aura erupted from his body. Though it was still weak, that unconcealed edge made all three powerhouses present change expression slightly.

Lin Ming raised his head, his gaze becoming resolute.

He didn't want to be looked down on.

Although Ning Rongrong was indeed devoted to him because of the system, Lin Ming had his own dignity too. Since fate had given him this opportunity, he would stand here openly and honorably, making everyone see him in a new light.

"Sect Master Ning," Lin Ming said. His voice was not loud, yet it carried an unquestionable force.

"I know that in your eyes, I'm merely a commoner Soul Master of humble birth, unworthy of Rongrong. But I can swear to Heaven that it was love at first sight for me too. The moment I saw her, I knew that she would be my woman for the rest of my life."

Ning Rongrong's eyes instantly lit up at those words. Her hold on Lin Ming's arm tightened further, and her little face bloomed with a blissful smile.

Lin Ming continued, "Although I may not amount to much right now, I believe I can protect Rongrong in the future."

As soon as he finished speaking, he abruptly raised his right hand.

An almost transparent incandescent white spear appeared, with a terrifying blade running along one side for a third of its length. Beneath the blade were the ancient, imposing characters "Sky-Piercing."

There were no unnecessary decorations, no intricate soul-tool patterns. It was simplicity taken to the extreme, and dominance taken to the extreme.

Even more shocking, a purple soul ring rose beneath Lin Ming's feet.

A Millennium Soul Ring!

"This..." Sword Douluo abruptly rose to his feet, his eyes fixed on the silver spear. "What martial soul is this?"

His Seven Killing Sword was already a top-tier weapon martial soul, yet the spear before him felt even sharper than the Seven Killing Sword! That exposed edge seemed capable of piercing through every obstacle!

"The Sky-Piercing Spear." Lin Ming said calmly. With a turn of his wrist, the spear swept a silver arc through the air. "My martial soul."

"The Sky-Piercing Spear?" Bone Douluo also stood up, his gaunt fingers stroking his chin. "I've lived for so many years and never heard of such a martial soul. But judging by its aura, this is absolutely a weapon martial soul among the very best!"