A Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Soul Master?

When Tang San saw the state his teacher was in, a murderous aura erupted from him.

"Teacher, what happened to you? Who did this?" Tang San demanded furiously.

In his heart, he had already decided that whoever hurt his teacher had earned a death sentence.

Could Gangzi tell Tang San what had happened? Of course not!

"Xiaogang, is this your disciple?" Flender's eyes lit up. "He's already level fourteen at such a young age! What a Little Monster. Once he graduates from a junior Soul Master Academy, send him to my Shrek Academy!"

"Mm." Gangzi wanted to say more, but his jaw had been dislocated earlier. It had taken a Healing-Type Soul Master to fix it.

Gangzi's face had been grim when he went for treatment. There was only one Healing-Type Soul Master in Nuoding City, and his Soul Skill required him to touch the wound. Gangzi had no choice but to show it to him.

When the Healing-Type Soul Master saw Gangzi, he was quite literally stunned stupid.

Someone punched him there, didn't they?

The Healing-Type Soul Master gave Gangzi a strange look. He had heard of this Theoretical Master of the Soul World...

He could only marvel to himself, Master really lives up to his name. He fights a lot dirtier than ordinary Soul Masters like us!

Still, the Healing-Type Soul Master felt a little sick. That place was clearly an exit, yet someone had insisted on using it as an entrance!

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Li Bai had only returned today. He sat in an empty hall, waiting for Sword and Bone Douluo and Ning Fengzhi.

A glint of cold light arrived first, followed by a silver-haired elder with skin as smooth as a baby's, riding in on his sword.

"Master!" Li Bai took an unhurried swig of wine before greeting him.

Sword Douluo's expression was grim. "You wretched disciple."

The moment Sword Douluo saw Li Bai, he nearly drew the Seven Kill Sword to teach his wretched disciple a lesson.

He had thought the boy's talk of wandering the world was just talk, and that he would go no farther than Heaven Dou City.

But what happened? The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect sent hundreds of disciples to search for Li Bai, and none found a trace of him. Ning Fengzhi and Sword and Bone Douluo were terrified. They thought he was dead!

If a genius like Li Bai had truly died, taking an External Soul Bone with him, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would have had nowhere to turn in its grief.

Now that Li Bai was back, Sword Douluo felt both joy and anger. He had no children of his own and had raised Li Bai like a son.

He had devoted his life to the way of the sword. The stronger a Soul Master became, the less likely he was to have children; at his level, it was almost impossible. He did not want any, either. The Chen Clan had other branches, though none of them would awaken the Seven Kill Sword while he lived. After his death, other members of those branches would. As long as Li Bai learned the Seven Kill Sword Technique, he could pass it down to them.

"Wait, Master!" Seeing Sword Douluo summon his Seven Kill Sword Martial Soul, Li Bai hurriedly raised a hand before his master could strike him without another word.

"You wretched disciple! Do you know how much manpower and how many resources the sect spent looking for you? You left without a word. Did you ever think how worried we would be?" Sword Douluo rebuked him coldly, his brows drawn tight.

Bone Douluo and Ning Fengzhi arrived just then. Seeing this, Ning Fengzhi quickly intervened. "Uncle Jian, Taibai is still a child. Besides, he inherited your sword-hearted desire to wander the world. Don't be too hard on him!"

Seeing how angry Sword Douluo was, Li Bai hastily bowed. "Please don't be angry, Master. I was wrong to leave without saying goodbye, but I also encountered a tremendous opportunity!"

"An opportunity?" Sword Douluo asked, puzzled.

Ning Fengzhi looked curious as well.

Bone Douluo looked as though he had swallowed something foul. He had been anxious when Li Bai disappeared, too; losing such a genius would be a heavy blow to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. But once he heard Li Bai had returned, he came hoping to enjoy the show and see the old swordsman's reaction. And now Li Bai claimed he had found an opportunity!?

Under the curious gazes of his three elders, Li Bai summoned his Green Lotus Sword Martial Soul. The blade appeared, gleaming with cold light.

At the same time, two Soul Rings rose beneath his feet—one yellow, one purple!

"A thousand-year second ring?!" all three cried out.

After their initial shock, they hurriedly sensed Li Bai's Soul Power and discovered that he had already reached level twenty-two.

"Taibai, what happened?" Sword Douluo asked gravely. He carefully examined Li Bai's foundations and was astonished to find them wholly intact.

Li Bai delivered the story he had prepared. With only the four of them present, there was no need to hold back. "Master, Uncle Ning, Senior Bone, I originally went out just to see the scenery around the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. But by chance, I met a gentleman with a warm, refined bearing..."

Li Bai paused and looked at Ning Fengzhi, his voice turning a little strange. "Uncle Ning, you may not believe this, but that man is a lost descendant of the Ning family. I saw his Martial Soul. I didn't see his Soul Rings, but I clearly saw that his Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda had nine tiers!"

"The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!" Ning Fengzhi sprang to his feet in disbelief. Usually so composed, he strode urgently up to Li Bai. "Taibai, are you certain?"

One look at the Emotion Points refreshing on the panel was enough to tell Li Bai how excited Ning Fengzhi was.

"Absolutely!" Li Bai cupped his hands. "When he learned I was Master's disciple, his resentment toward me as a disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect vanished. He told me outright that he had a blood feud with the sect, but the Chen Clan had been his benefactors. He gave me three unusual medicinal herbs."

"Two of them made my body impervious to ice and fire and as tough as steel. My Green Lotus Sword can also control flame and frost to some extent. The third, a Nine-Grade Purple Ganoderma, rapidly raised my level while strengthening my foundations and improving my natural aptitude."

"So that's what happened...?"

Ning Fengzhi had no mind to dwell on the unusual herbs Li Bai described, or even on the fact that he had become a Soul Grandmaster. All he could think about was the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.

As the continent's foremost support Martial Soul, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda provided the greatest boosts, along with considerable healing and treasure-appraising abilities. But it had one crippling flaw: its wielder could cultivate no further than level seventy-nine, the Soul Saint level.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had searched for a way past that limit for generations. According to legend, ancestors of the Ning family had once possessed Eight Treasure and even Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagodas, but the Martial Souls of later generations had regressed, and neither form had endured.

How could Ning Fengzhi not be excited to learn that a Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda existed?

"Taibai, do you know where that man is?"

"I don't." Li Bai shook his head. "A woman was with him, and her strength was unfathomable. After they helped me obtain my second Soul Ring, they brought me near the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and left."