Er Bidong Had Another Idea!

By the time Ning Fengzhi heard that the Titled Douluo Investiture had begun, they had already seen nine Soul Rings on the dais: two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red.

A crystal-clear glazed tile pagoda appeared in the hand of a gentle-looking young man. Nine Soul Rings, the mark of a Titled Douluo, circled beneath his feet. But what truly held everyone's gaze was the pagoda itself—it had nine full tiers!

And he was not the only Titled Douluo with such a top-tier Soul Ring Configuration.

Beside him stood a woman with a languid posture and captivating eyes. She, too, had two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red Soul Ring beneath her feet. A vivid Other Shore Flower appeared in her hand, wreathed in a scarlet aura.

"Dad! It's a nine-tier Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!" Ning Rongrong cried, tugging urgently at her father's sleeve. "Didn't you say the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect hasn't had a Nine Treasures in thousands of years? Why don't I know that uncle?"

Ning Fengzhi's expression was anything but pleasant. If not for the composure he had cultivated over years as a member of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, his false smile would already have crumbled.

If they had been anywhere but Spirit City, he would already have sent Sword Douluo up to seize the man.

"Fengzhi." Sword Douluo looked at Ning Fengzhi and spoke through Soul Power Transmission. "At level 79, you can provide an eighty-percent boost. The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's support abilities are probably above ninety percent. And we're in Spirit Hall's territory, with Rongrong and Taibai here. If we try to take him by force, I'm afraid..."

Ning Fengzhi drew a deep breath and nodded slightly. "Uncle Jian, I understand. I won't act rashly!"