Swords Drawn, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's "Generous Gift"

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Mountain was shrouded in clouds and mist.

The richest sect on Douluo Continent, every floor tile beneath its feet had been nourished by Soul Power for who knew how many years, gleaming with the lustrous sheen of jade.

Su Chen stepped onto them without giving them a second glance.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin put away the Seven Kill Sword and landed on the white marble plaza before the mountain gate.

He shifted half a step aside and gestured for the young man behind him to proceed.

The Soul Elder disciples guarding the gate all froze where they stood.

Elder Chen Xin was personally leading the way for a teenage boy.

At the far end of the plaza, two figures had clearly been waiting for quite some time.

The man in front wore white robes and held a folding fan, his features refined and elegant. He was Ning Fengzhi, Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Behind him stood a gaunt old man with deeply sunken eyes, his aura as heavy as an ancient well sealed shut—Bone Douluo Gu Rong.

The sect master had come personally, with two Douluo guarding him.

Since the founding of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, it had never put on such a display for any young man.

"Young Friend Su, you've kept me waiting."

Ning Fengzhi strode forward, lowering his stance exceedingly low. His tone was impeccably sincere, as though he were welcoming an old friend he had not seen in years.

Su Chen stopped.

His gaze swept across Ning Fengzhi, lingered on Gu Rong for half a breath, then withdrew.

"Sect Master Ning is too polite."

His voice was flat, without a hint of fluctuation.

"My six companions need Spirit Rings to advance to Soul Emperor. How did