Ning Rongrong's Unknown Ability, Worthy of Being the Weakest Titled Douluo in a One-on-One Fight

Inside the carriage was Bone Douluo's corpse.

When he had learned he would be delivering something like this, he had nearly been scared to death.

Until Spirit Hall offered him enormous benefits: die now, or die after delivering the goods.

He chose to make the delivery.

At least that way, his wife, children, and elderly parents could live better lives.

And right now, he was at his bravest.

He was going to die anyway, so what the hell was there to fear?

Even if Ning Fengzhi stood before him, he would dare to berate him.

Some time later, Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo appeared before him, both wearing grim expressions.

"Hey! Do you know what I delivered..."

"Get lost!"

Before he could finish, Sword Douluo's Soul Power sent him flying. If the two men had not had more important matters on their minds—

they would have killed this fellow long ago.

Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo exchanged a glance. The former's hands trembled as he carefully opened the crude wooden frame atop the carriage.

The moment he lifted it, he shut it again.

A trace of grief flashed across his face. With a dark expression, he nodded.

Sword Douluo was the same, but both men knew this was not the time to reveal it.

Otherwise, Spirit Hall under Bibi Dong would not even need to act. The Lower Four Sects would likely be eager to do something to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

The courier climbed up from the ground and spat out blood. "Are the people of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect all trash? I brought you..."

Before he could finish, Sword Douluo's Martial Soul slit his throat.

The matter of Bone Douluo's death could not spread across Douluo Continent.

Besides, it was obvious this fellow had been deliberately sent by Spirit Hall to disgust the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Killing him was just right.

The nearby guards had long since been stunned, shocked by the courier's audacity and Sword Douluo's decisiveness.

Ning Fengzhi did not have anyone else carry it inside. He did it himself.

Only after entering the sect and being alone with Sword Douluo could Ning Fengzhi no longer hide the grief in his heart.

"Uncle Sword... I made the wrong choice. I shouldn't have sent Uncle Gu. I was the one who got Uncle Gu killed!"

When the wooden box was opened, Bone Douluo's lifeless corpse lay before them.

The wounds that cut deep enough to expose bone made their hearts ache.

"Spirit Hall... I will definitely avenge Old Bone!" Sword Douluo was overcome with grief. His father had been killed by Spirit Hall.

And now, his friend had also been killed by Spirit Hall.

He and Spirit Hall were irreconcilable enemies!

After grieving for a while, Ning Fengzhi regained his calm.

Bone Douluo's death could not affect the development of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

He said, "Uncle Sword, no one can learn of Uncle Gu's death. As for Spirit Hall, we must make long-term plans."

"Where is that damned brat Luo Xuan?!" Sword Douluo demanded angrily.

If Bone Douluo had died in an open and honorable battle, he would have found it easier to accept.

But now, Bone Douluo's death had definitely been plotted by that brat Luo Xuan.

"Luo Xuan..." Ning Fengzhi pondered for a moment before having no choice but to abandon his plans to act against Luo Xuan again.

He looked at Sword Douluo. "We still don't know who stands behind Luo Xuan. We cannot act against him again. First, we need to determine his status within Spirit Hall."

If necessary, he could only have Rongrong build a good relationship with Luo Xuan.

They could find another opportunity to assassinate him later.

Ning Rongrong: ? I was just removed from the list of Luo Xuan's women, and now you're sending me straight into the tiger's den?

Sword Douluo gritted his teeth. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's two Titled Douluo had actually suffered at the hands of a brat.

And he had no choice but to accept reality and refrain from seeking revenge.

Once they sought revenge, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would cease to exist.

There would only be Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Soul Masters raised in captivity.

But! Their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was not without a chance to rise again.

Ning Fengzhi suddenly recalled the "dream" Ning Rongrong had had a few days ago. "Uncle Sword, perhaps Rongrong has talents we do not know about."

Upon hearing that, Sword Douluo remembered as well.

"That's right. Rongrong can lead our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to even greater heights."

Old Bone, you must bless Rongrong from the heavens.

The two decided that they would devote themselves to nurturing Ning Rongrong in the future.

Yet they did not know that Ning Rongrong's ability to "foresee" had already been destroyed by them.

If Luo Xuan knew what they were thinking, he would certainly laugh at them without mercy.

However, he had currently encountered a Titled Douluo who did not know his place.

"Yanyan, this Soul Beast is around six hundred years old. It is perfect for your second Soul Ring."

"Grandpa! It's getting away!"

The lean man with dark green hair smiled cruelly. "Don't worry, Yanyan. With Grandpa here, it can't escape."

Under the threat of death, the snake-type Soul Beast fled wildly in panic.

It barged into the place where Luo Xuan and Bibi Dong were resting, just as Luo Xuan finished preparing an adorable and delicious Soft Bone Rabbit.

Coming to the Star Dou Great Forest without tasting such a delicacy would truly be a shame.

Bibi Dong, beside him, looked utterly disgusted.

"What's so tasty about that gamey rabbit?"

Then her expression changed. Soul Power burst from her body, pinning the intruding snake-type Soul Beast flat against the ground.

Venomous snake: Is no one going to feed me peanuts?

Its luck was truly terrible. Dugu Bo had just maimed it, and now Bibi Dong had suppressed it so completely that it could not move.

"Stop! That is this old man's prey!"

Dugu Bo appeared before Luo Xuan and Bibi Dong with Dugu Yan, who had short light-purple hair.

The moment Dugu Bo noticed the two of them, he barely managed to restrain his urge to flee.

Few Titled Douluo would fail to recognize that face.

The corners of his mouth twitched as he slightly bowed. "Greetings, Your Holiness the Pope."

Dugu Yan's beautiful eyes widened. She had come out to hunt a Soul Beast and encountered Spirit Hall's Pope?

What kind of luck was this? She hid behind Dugu Bo, too afraid to look at Bibi Dong, and instead watched Luo Xuan, who appeared much younger than her.

Encountering Dugu Bo in the Star Dou Great Forest had truly been beyond Luo Xuan's expectations.

He stopped what he was doing and looked at Dugu Yan.

The Soul Beasts of Sunset Forest should have been enough to satisfy her needs.

No matter the reason, he could not waste an opportunity delivered right to his doorstep. Luo Xuan stepped close to Bibi Dong and whispered several words into her ear.

Before long, the Soul Power radiating from Bibi Dong grew heavier and heavier, while Dugu Bo's expression became increasingly ugly.

Even if his Soul Power was inferior to Bibi Dong's, he had his own trump card: poison.

With a grim face, his dark green snake eyes swept over the pair before finally settling on Luo Xuan.

"Your Holiness the Pope, this old man bears no blood feud with you, nor do I wish to fight you. Otherwise, we may die, and the brat beside you will not survive either."

"Oh~ Are you threatening me? Interesting. Then go ahead and try."

Bibi Dong did not take Dugu Bo seriously at all. Others feared his poison, but she did not.

"Old man, go ahead and make your move. You call yourself Poison Douluo, yet you're badly poisoned yourself, and you still want to threaten me?" Luo Xuan said as he roasted the Soft Bone Rabbit.

At those words, Dugu Bo immediately flew into a rage.

It was one thing for Bibi Dong to mock him, but who was this junior to do the same? Where did he get such confidence?

Just as he was about to spit out a few threats at Luo Xuan—

an even stronger pressure of Soul Power than before descended upon him.

Dugu Yan, on the other hand, did not feel anything.

Luo Xuan walked toward her.

Dugu Yan stared at Luo Xuan warily. "You... what are you doing? You little brat, I'm a one-ring Soul Grandmaster!"

The Jade Phosphorous Serpent Martial Soul appeared behind her, accompanied by the pulse of a yellow Soul Ring.

"As if you're any different." Luo Xuan smiled disdainfully.

His fists glimmered faintly as a purple Soul Ring descended around him.

"Level twenty, one-ring Soul Grandmaster."

Dugu Yan did not hear what he said. Her strange green eyes had gone blank.

"Im... impossible! How can your first ring be a Thousand Year Soul Ring? And how old are you?!"

Dugu Bo beside her noticed it as well, and his focus slipped for an instant.

That allowed Bibi Dong to restrain him even more easily.

As for Dugu Yan, she was much like Dugu Bo. Luo Xuan defeated her in a single exchange.

He tucked her beneath his arm as a trophy.

"Heh, worthy of being the weakest Titled Douluo in a one-on-one fight. You really haven't disappointed me."