Luofan, Will All Your Soul Rings Be Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings Someday?

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!

"Dad, I hate you!" Ning Rongrong cried, her voice thick with tears. Then she turned and ran off.

"Rongrong..." Ning Fengzhi called after his daughter.

He let out a helpless sigh.

Rongrong had truly misunderstood him!

Ever since the matter at the Martial Soul Tournament had been settled and they had returned to the sect, he had mobilized its resources to search for Luofan.

But it was like looking for a needle in a haystack. Even after more than half a year, they had found no leads!

Rongrong clearly thought he had not tried hard enough.

"If only we'd known. We never should have let Luofan leave!" Bone Douluo said from beside him, sounding just as helpless.

"Did Luofan really have to leave back then?" Sword Douluo could not help asking.

"Uncle Jian, what happened back then was my mistake."

Ning Fengzhi made no excuses. He admitted it outright.

"Don't blame Fengzhi too much," Bone Douluo said. "He didn't have much choice at the time!"

"Luofan's grandfather was a level eighty-eight Soul Douluo. By rights, the sect should have taken good care of the boy, if only to win people over!"

"But Luofan had zero innate Soul Power, while Rongrong is our little princess. Those two were far too close!"

"If that bond had only grown stronger as they got older, the consequences could have been disastrous!"

"You've heard something about Pope Bibi Dong and Yu Xiaogang, that good-for-nothing from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon clan, haven't you? Even if Spirit Hall later forbade people from talking about it?" Bone Douluo explained.

The warning from the past was impossible to ignore!

A prodigy of Spirit Hall had fallen in love with a good-for-nothing!

And Rongrong and Luofan had seemed to be heading down the same path!

Sword Douluo opened his mouth, but found he had nothing to say.

It was true. By the time he met Luofan, the boy was already a Peerless Prodigy. How could he put himself in Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong's shoes back then?

"Actually, I never intended to drive Luofan away," Ning Fengzhi said.

"I meant to make things difficult for him by assigning him menial work, so he would understand how far apart he and Rongrong stood. I thought his sense of inferiority would make him distance himself from her."

"Once their feelings faded, I could have given him a better position."

"But who could have imagined the boy would be so strong-willed that he'd leave the sect outright?" Ning Fengzhi finally revealed what he had been thinking at the time.

"Enough. Let's not talk about that anymore..."

He regretted it every time he thought about it. Ending the subject, Ning Fengzhi said, "Uncle Jian, would you come with me to Heaven Dou City in a few days?"

"Is something the matter?" Sword Douluo asked.

"That Newspaper my disciple Xue Qinghe started has really taken off. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's businesses are doing well, but advertising through it could take them even further!"

Ning Fengzhi wanted to go to Heaven Dou City and discuss advertising with his disciple.

Advertising in a newspaper? At first, Ning Fengzhi had thought little of the idea.

Its readership had been too small to make any difference to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!

But the Newspaper's reach had grown enough to catch his interest.

So he planned to discuss a partnership.

"Very well." Sword Douluo nodded.

Then, as if remembering something, he suggested, "Rongrong's been in a poor mood lately. Let's take her along and let her get out for a while!"

Back in Heaven Dou City, Luofan and Porcupinefish Douluo returned to the Crown Prince's Residence. Xue Qinghe naturally asked about Luofan's Soul Hunting Operation.

When he heard what the Overpowering Aura could do, even Xue Qinghe exclaimed, "That truly is a beneficial evolution of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda! The Overpowering Aura is incredibly powerful. Across a wide battlefield, it could let people fight opponents above their level!"

Porcupinefish Douluo had experienced it firsthand. He nodded. "Indeed. With that aura, I could hold my own against several of the elders in the Elder Hall!"

His own strength doubled while his opponent's was halved. Didn't that mean he could put up a fight against anyone whose original strength was no more than four times his own?

Wasn't that practically a divine skill?

And it affected an entire area!

"By the way, Brother Fan, is the aura's range limited to what we saw? Does it last only 180 seconds? And will its effect stay the same?" Xue Qinghe asked.

"The duration is fixed at 180 seconds, and the effect won't change. But the aura's range will keep expanding as my Soul Power Level rises," Luofan explained.

Xue Qinghe nodded in understanding. On a large battlefield, this aura-type Soul Skill would be nothing short of a divine skill!

Its radius was already over thirty meters. How wide would it become later?

At a crucial moment, it might turn the tide of an entire battle!

"Brother Fan, what about your third Soul Ring?" Xue Qinghe asked, curious about that as well.

"Brother Xue, I can feel its age rising too. It should reach the level of a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring within two months," Luofan answered, knowing what Xue Qinghe was getting at.

So it really is happening...

Xue Qinghe had suspected as much, but learning that all three of Luofan's Soul Rings were growing older still left him stunned!

Did that mean every Soul Ring Luofan acquired would keep advancing at this astonishing rate?

"From your fourth ring onward, Brother Fan, you could simply hunt Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings!"

"In other words, all your Soul Rings could eventually be black Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings?"

"And if there's no limit to this growth, then in another decade or so, your Soul Rings could reach the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring level!"

As Xue Qinghe spoke, he imagined Luofan becoming a Titled Douluo someday and revealing all nine of his Soul Rings—every one of them a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring. The thought alone was terrifying!

"Then I'd better work even harder and reach the Titled Douluo level!" Luofan said, a look of longing on his face.