Storming the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect

"Your Holiness, where are you going?" Everyone from Spirit Hall watched Qian Renchu leave in a hurry, their faces filled with surprise.

They had no idea what Qian Renchu intended to do, but they knew it would surely cause a tremendous stir!

For him to leave so urgently, it had to be something extraordinary.

Qian Daoliu watched Qian Renchu and smiled in satisfaction.

He was truly more than satisfied with this grandson.

Qian Renchu had completely exceeded his expectations.

Qian Xunji was an utter waste and an unfilial son, yet who would have thought that Qian Xunji's son would be so outstanding!

Meanwhile.

After Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and Ning Rongrong left Spirit City, they raced onward at full speed.

They remained highly vigilant along the way, believing that Qian Renchu would not let them off so easily.

However, they had worried for nothing. Even after traveling through the night and entering the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, not a single Spirit Hall assassin appeared.

Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo both breathed sighs of relief.

Now that they had returned to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, their own territory, they no longer feared Spirit Hall.

"Fengzhi, old Sword, why are you all in such a panic?" Bone Douluo smiled as he approached Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and Ning Rongrong after their return to the sect.

"Oh? Rongrong is here too? Let Grandpa guess—did you win the championship of the Advanced Soul Master Elite Tournament finals?"

"Grandpa Bone!" Before Bone Douluo had even finished speaking, Ning Rongrong threw herself into his arms and burst into tears.

"What happened?" Bone Douluo asked in confusion as he held his beloved granddaughter.

"Grandpa Bone, Dad and Grandpa Sword bullied me! They carried me back like a little chick!" Ning Rongrong shouted through her tears. "And they didn't even save my friends!"

"Fengzhi, old Sword, what is going on?" Bone Douluo asked angrily.

"Uncle Bone, it wasn't as Rongrong said." Ning Fengzhi let out a sigh.

Then, he recounted everything that had happened in Spirit City to Bone Douluo in full detail.

"What? A twenty-three-year-old Ultimate Douluo?"

"And he killed Tang Hao and Bibi Dong?" Bone Douluo was utterly shocked. "You aren't pulling this old man's leg, are you?"

"How could anyone reach Ultimate Douluo at twenty-three? Forget Ultimate Douluo—even Title Douluo, no, not even Soul Douluo would be possible!" Bone Douluo declared firmly.

"We don't want to believe it either. But it's true, old Bones." Sword Douluo's expression turned serious. "And that person is Qian Renchu, the grandson of Qian Daoliu, Spirit Hall's Grand Worshipper, and Spirit Hall's young master!"

"What?" Bone Douluo's body trembled slightly.

It was as though his entire understanding of the world had been completely overturned.

A twenty-three-year-old Ultimate Douluo? He was already over eighty, yet only level ninety-five. Had all his cultivation gone to the dogs?

"And that's not all!" Ning Fengzhi said gravely. "Rongrong's friend, Xiao Wu, was actually a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast that had taken human form. Uncle Bone, think about what kind of ruthless person Qian Renchu is. He even dared to kill Tang Hao and Bibi Dong, yet Rongrong actually tried to protect that Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast right in front of him!"

"If Sword Uncle and I had not acted in time, Rongrong would likely have been thrown into Destruction Hell as well!"

"Hmph! Dad, Grandpa Sword, when all is said and done, you're just too weak."

"You always say you're invincible under heaven. But what now?"

"Xiao Wu and the others are gone. I hate you!" After saying that, Ning Rongrong ran crying into the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Ning Fengzhi and the other two shook their heads helplessly!

They had truly spoiled this little devil rotten!

"I never expected Spirit Hall to have hidden such an unparalleled genius without a single hint getting out!" Bone Douluo said fiercely. "Otherwise, we would have spared no cost to crush him while he was still in his infancy."

"Now things are different. Who would dare offend Spirit Hall in the future?"

"Yes, I was truly terrified today." Ning Fengzhi wiped his forehead. "I still shudder when I think about it. Fortunately, we made it safely back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

"Still, I believe that Qian Renchu will not let us off so easily." Sword Douluo's pupils contracted slightly. "This man kills without hesitation. He treats everyone who opposes Spirit Hall as mere grass!"

"Old Sword, even so, you've already returned to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. What is there to fear?" Bone Douluo said with a cold smile. "Our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has five thousand disciples, with the three of us guarding it. No matter how formidable Qian Renchu is, could he really dare come here and act so arrogantly?"

Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo nodded at the same time.

Indeed, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was one of the Upper Three Sects. Even Spirit Hall would need to gather a great number of Soul Masters to deal with it.

Although Spirit Hall was powerful, it only had around a hundred thousand people spread across the vast Douluo Continent. It was nearly impossible for them to rapidly assemble a force of Soul Masters capable of launching an urgent assault on the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Yet according to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's informants, Spirit Hall had shown no signs of mobilizing Soul Masters on a large scale recently.

Indeed, Ning Fengzhi was correct.

Otherwise, Bibi Dong's Soul Hunting Operation in the original story would have begun long ago.

However, just as the three of them began to feel completely at ease, a young and imposing voice rang out. "What? Do you really think that returning to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect means you'll be safe and sound?!"

The voice carried immense Soul Power, instantly echoing throughout the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

"That voice..." Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo were both startled.

They knew that voice all too well. Their bodies trembled instinctively as they raised their horrified gazes toward the sky.

Under the moonlight stood a figure facing the wind.

He wore black robes, his sleeves fluttering in the breeze while his body remained utterly motionless.

His features were exceptionally striking, with sword-like brows, starry eyes, and an elegant, dashing bearing.

Behind him spread a pair of illusory wings formed from Destruction Power.

A faint aura of destruction radiated from his entire body, making even space itself tremble.

It was as though the true ruler of Destruction Hell had descended.

"Qian Renchu!"

Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo cried out in shock.

"Qian Renchu, when did you get here?" Ning Fengzhi asked in astonishment.

"I have been waiting for you for quite some time. Your carriage was simply too slow." Qian Renchu flapped his Destruction Wings and smiled coldly.

That was right. Qian Renchu had left Spirit Hall to destroy the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Qian Daoliu cared greatly about appearances, so Qian Renchu naturally could not openly kill Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo in Spirit City.

If he assassinated them on the road, the world would naturally connect it to Spirit Hall.

So Qian Renchu had simply come to the headquarters of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

He would destroy the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect along with them.

After all, he had the strength to do so!

"Qian Renchu, our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has no grudge against Spirit Hall. Please show mercy and spare our sect!" Ning Fengzhi bowed his head. "I am willing to offer half of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's wealth!"

"Fengzhi, there is no need to do this." Sword Douluo's gaze turned icy. "Can't you see it? He will not stop until he kills us today!"

"Correct." The corners of Qian Renchu's lips rose slightly. "I came here to destroy the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and throw Ning Rongrong into Destruction Hell."

"The Shrek Seven Monsters stand as one. How could Ning Rongrong possibly remain untouched!"

"It's all Rongrong's fault!"

Ning Fengzhi gritted his teeth.

"No, Fengzhi, this has nothing to do with Rongrong." Bone Douluo's pupils narrowed. "Spirit Hall harbors the ambitions of wolves. They claim they will destroy every force that opposes them. Now that they have produced a young Ultimate Douluo, they can act however they please."

"Even if Rongrong had not offended Qian Renchu today, Spirit Hall would surely level the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect someday."

"However, Qian Renchu, this is the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Coming here alone, aren't you being far too presumptuous?"