Ning Rongrong Runs Away from Her Engagement

"So I really am the only one who truly loves Dong'er."

Xuan Jian looked at the Lovesick Heartbreak Red in his hand and spoke to himself.

He had no intention of consuming it. He planned to keep it as proof of his feelings for Bibi Dong.

Meanwhile, Dugu Bo had been using his spiritual power to sense what was happening inside the cave.

When he felt his grandson's presence gutter out like a candle in the wind, Dugu Bo went mad.

"Bastards! You dared kill my Jue'er! Even if I die today, I'll take you all down with me!"

Nine Soul Rings—two yellow, two purple, and five black—flared into view. As his Seventh Soul Ring lit up, Dugu Bo transformed into a hundred-meter dragon wreathed in blue, icy flames and charged recklessly toward the cave behind the waterfall.

He meant to bury that so-called disciple of the Pope alongside his grandson.

"Two Extremes Still Domain!"

At the critical moment, Chrysanthemum Pass and Gui Mei unleashed their Martial Soul Fusion Skill. Everything within the domain froze.

That included Dugu Bo.

But the two of them could not move either, and their Soul Power was draining far faster than his.

"I never imagined you two were hiding a move like this. But I'm killing whoever murdered my grandson today. Not even the Pope can stop me."

Though Dugu Bo was immobilized, he could see their Soul Power dwindling before his eyes. Once it ran out, he would be free.

Then all of them would die with his grandson.

Chrysanthemum Pass knew they could not keep this up. He snapped, "Old Poison, I warned you beforehand. Your stubbornness is what cost your grandson his life."

"I don't care! All I know is that you killed my Jue'er. I'll make you die with him!" Dugu Bo struggled harder, showing signs of breaking free of the Two Extremes Still Domain.

Just then, Xuan Jian shot out of a ventilation opening in the cave's stone chamber. One sentence from him brought Dugu Bo back to his senses:

"Old Poison, don't you care about your granddaughter? Your son and daughter-in-law? Fight my Grandpa Chrysanthemum and Grandpa Ghost to the death here, and I don't know whether they'll die. But I do know your granddaughter, son, and daughter-in-law will."

As he spoke, Xuan Jian used his movement technique to flee. He was not as fast as Lin Yuan, but within seconds he had vanished from sight.

Watching Xuan Jian disappear into the distance, Dugu Bo gradually stopped struggling.

He knew he had lost, and lost utterly. Not only had he lost a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Bone, he had gambled away his grandson's life.

How could he face his granddaughter when he returned? How could he face his son and daughter-in-law?

"Spirit Hall, I'll remember this debt. One day, I'll make you pay in blood," Dugu Bo roared.

Hearing that, Chrysanthemum Pass and Gui Mei wasted no time. They released their Martial Soul Fusion Skill and flew away as streaks of gold and black light.

Dugu Bo was left alone.

He stumbled into the cave's stone chamber. Looking at the remains of his grandson, whose head, arms, and genitals had been severed, he silently gathered them up.

He also took the Blue Silver Emperor Seed of Life, which Xuan Jian had not managed to carry away because of Dugu Bo's rampage.

It was something his grandson had always wanted.

He would plant it beside his grandson's grave, so it could stay with him.

At the moment Dugu Jue died, the mood at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was no better.

One of the Soul Emperors assigned to secretly guard Ning Rongrong hurried to Ning Fengzhi's residence, his face grave.

"Sect Master!"

The Soul Emperor guard knelt on one knee outside the door, barely concealing the urgency in his voice.

Ning Fengzhi had been stuck at the level seventy-nine bottleneck for years. The innate limitations of his Martial Soul meant he could never reach level eighty.

The Aromatic Silk Beauty had been his only hope of breaking through, but he had given it to Ning Rongrong, whose innate gifts were greater than his.

As a result, he had scarcely cultivated in recent years.

He had been about to go to bed with a fox girl he had just bought, ready to do his part for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's legacy. At the voice outside, he immediately dressed and came out, frowning.

"Why are you in such a panic? What happened?"

The Soul Emperor guard replied respectfully, "The young miss swapped clothes with her maid today and sneaked out of the sect."

Ning Fengzhi's vision went dark. It felt as though the sky was about to fall: tomorrow was his daughter's engagement to Long Aotian.

It was early, certainly, but Ning Fengzhi had promised to set a wedding date for them once Long Aotian became a Soul Ancestor.

Now Long Aotian had reached that rank at only twelve. With a twelve-year-old Soul Ancestor who possessed Twin Martial Souls and had been born with full Soul Power, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect could prosper for centuries to come.

Yet at this of all times, his daughter had run away from her engagement.

What would happen if Long Aotian found out?

Any man with a shred of pride would surely see it as a terrible humiliation.

"Where did she go?"

Ning Fengzhi rarely lost his temper with his subordinates, but he did now.

"I've sent people to look for her, but..."

The Soul Emperor guard hesitated.

"Go. Send out everyone we can spare," Ning Fengzhi snapped. "No matter what it takes, bring her back before tomorrow's engagement banquet. Even if you have to tie her up, get her back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. She's the next sect master, yet she runs away from her engagement the day before it happens? It's absurd..."

"Yes, Sect Master." The Soul Emperor guard bowed and left.

Once the guard was gone, Ning Fengzhi had no interest in the fox girl. He immediately summoned Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo to discuss the matter.

When he heard that Ning Rongrong had run away from her engagement, Bone Douluo felt a headache coming on.

Sword Douluo lost his temper with Ning Rongrong for the first time. "Outrageous! Rongrong is being utterly ridiculous."

"She ran off without a word the day before her engagement. What does she take Aotian for?"

"Does she think the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's marriage agreement is a game?"

After all, Long Aotian was his disciple and had inherited his Seven Kill Sword Martial Soul.

In some ways, the boy was no different from his own grandson.

Sword Douluo had always treated Long Aotian as one of the Chen Family.

He had never expected Ning Rongrong to run away from the engagement. She was treating their marriage like a joke.

Gu Rong felt no better, but the affection he had held for Ning Rongrong since she was little outweighed his bond with Long Aotian, whom he had only taken as a disciple when the boy was six.

"Maybe Rongrong just went out to have some fun. The important thing is to find her first. Sitting here fuming won't help. And Aotian bears some responsibility too. If he'd kept an eye on Rongrong, this wouldn't have happened. Why did he have to take her off to look for Tang Hao's wife's Soul Bone? Now even his own future wife has run off..."

Gu Rong tried to smooth things over.