At their head was a white-haired middle-aged man whose Soul Power surged, eight Soul Rings flickering around him. He was unmistakably a Soul Douluo-level expert.
The moment he appeared, he released his Martial Soul to guard against a surprise attack from this Titled Douluo that might kill him instantly.
Although a Titled Douluo might not necessarily kill a Soul Douluo in one blow, who knew how strong this opponent was?
This Soul Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was quite cautious indeed.
Hearing the name Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the Titled Douluo also looked startled.
He had thought this girl was merely an ordinary girl from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. After all, if she held an exalted position, why would she come to such an out-of-the-way place?
He had even been certain that this little girl would be unable to pay her debt.
Who knew he would be slapped in the face the very next moment? She actually had a Soul Master guard unit led by a Soul Douluo at her side. She had to be someone of illustrious standing.
In that case, he could only hurry and silence them all. Once an arrow left the bow, there was no turning back.
Even if he ran now, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would hunt him down. He might as well kill everyone, seize this opportunity, and benefit his sect.
As long as they could monopolize Lin Yan's Genius Customization Shop, their sect could produce geniuses in batches. They would probably need only a few decades to dominate the entire continent. This was a worthwhile deal-high risk, high reward, and worth a gamble.
He immediately released his ninth Soul Ring, preparing to crush all these people with overwhelming force and silence them.
But at that very instant, the Soul Douluo-level expert abruptly crushed another pitch-black token in his hand.
"Holy shit, calling in backup?"
Soon, a mysterious spatial fluctuation arose. With a crack, the crisp sound of space shattering rang out, and the void abruptly fractured.
Immediately afterward, a pitch-black, fathomless spatial vortex took shape in midair right outside the shop's front entrance, spatial power raging wildly.
The next moment, a skeletal claw reached out from within. Then three figures with entirely different bearings stepped upon spatial ripples and emerged from the vortex, landing steadily in front of Ning Rongrong.
The man in the middle was gentle and refined, with a noble bearing. His plain white robes were spotless. He was none other than Ning Fengzhi, the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
On either side of him, one figure carried a longsword on his back. His edge was concealed, yet his sword aura towered into the heavens, and the sword intent suffusing him seemed about to overflow;
the other figure was illusory and elusive, spatial power faintly surging around him.
Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong-the two pillars that steadied the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect like needles anchoring the sea-had both arrived in person.
Lin Yan stared at the scene, utterly dumbfounded!
No wonder the system had suddenly lifted its alert and announced that everything was fine.
What trouble could there possibly be now?
These two were among the Douluo Continent's foremost combatants. How could this Titled Douluo, no better than a stray dog by the roadside, act so brazenly before these two veteran experts?
Damn it, my Limit Douluo trial card is just gone like that.
No!
It hurts. It hurts so much.
I could have used strength at least on par with a Super Douluo to cow those petty villains, and no one would ever have dared come and provoke me again.
Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo really picked the worst possible time to arrive.
Damn you, Ning Rongrong. I hate people with powerful backing.
If it had been anyone else today, there was no way their backup could have arrived so fast that I couldn't even use the trial card.
But it just had to be Ning Rongrong.
Bone Douluo's spatial teleportation is practically in a league of its own on the Douluo Continent. Damn it.
When these two come to do business with me in the future, I'll have to make things really difficult for them.
Mm, that's right!
Something like a strict assessment,
Exactly. This definitely isn't me using business to settle a personal grudge.
"How dare you!"
Sword Douluo's gaze turned cold. Overwhelming sword intent instantly swept across the scene. Without another word, he raised his hand, and an incomparably fierce streak of silver sword aura tore through the air.
At the same time, Bone Douluo's figure turned insubstantial. Eerie Spatial Soul Power instantly enveloped the sinister-looking middle-aged Titled Douluo. The void's imprisoning power locked down every direction around him, sealing off every possibility of evasion.
The unaffiliated Titled Douluo's expression changed drastically, his pupils contracting violently. Despair welled up in his heart as he fought with all his strength to resist and break free.
But beneath the crushing combined might of Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, two Super Douluos, his resistance seemed utterly feeble and insignificant.
Bang!
A dull boom rang out. There was no earth-shaking clash, only an absolute disparity in combat power.
In just an instant,
the Titled Douluo who had been arrogantly threatening to silence everyone was completely subdued by Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo working together.
All his Soul Power was sealed, leaving him unable to move as he dropped heavily to his knees. Not a trace of his arrogance remained. He had been overwhelmed from start to finish, with no suspense whatsoever.
At this, Bone Douluo merely clapped his hands disdainfully:
"Level 91 trash, and you dared lay a hand on our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's little princess? You really don't know your place."
So he was only level 91. Hearing Bone Douluo's words, Lin Yan immediately understood.
Wasn't a Super Douluo fighting a level 91 opponent like striking from a higher dimension?
And there were two of them. An instant defeat was no problem at all.
By now, all the onlookers nearby had long since gone completely numb. They did not dare breathe heavily, only quietly suck in a breath of cold air. The reserves of a top-tier sect truly were this terrifying.
When Ning Rongrong saw her father and the two elders suddenly appear, her taut nerves relaxed as well. Excitement flashed in her eyes, and she opened her mouth to call out sweetly:
"Dad, Grandpa Sword, Grandpa Bone."
But before she finished speaking, Ning Fengzhi had already stepped forward. For the first time, the gentle face that had always indulged her turned cold, his expression entirely stern:
"Rongrong, I won't reprimand you too harshly for sneaking out of the sect.
"But you actually let someone out here cheat you out of more than twenty million Gold Soul Coins without saying a word, and even ran up an enormous debt. Squandering money so recklessly and trusting others so easily-I really have spoiled you too much, to have let you become like this."
Seeing her father, Grandpa Sword, and Grandpa Bone appear had originally filled Ning Rongrong's heart with delight. But the moment she heard Ning Fengzhi's reproach, her little face fell.
She pouted, her cheeks puffing up with grievance. Then she hurriedly raised her hands and held the six-year-old girl nestled against her a little farther forward. Meeting Ning Fengzhi's stern gaze, she wore a somewhat haughty expression:
"I wasn't cheated! Dad, look! This is my darling daughter."
When Ning Fengzhi saw the girl before him, he felt a jolt in his heart, which began pounding.
With just one glance, he felt an extraordinary closeness to this girl, as though they were connected by blood.
Moreover, although the girl was still young, her features already possessed beauty that could topple cities and kingdoms, like an immortal banished to the mortal world.
Before he could recover, Ning Rongrong continued, looking as smug as could be:
"Oh, right, I gave her a name. Her surname is Ning, and she's called Ning Supreme Empress."
"Ning Supreme Empress?"
Ning Fengzhi frowned at her words,
"That title you came up with is a little too distinctive, isn't it?
"It's rather absurd. What do you mean, Ning Supreme Empress?"
"It's not a title!"
Ning Rongrong hurriedly waved her hand to correct him,
"This is the full name I specially chose for her. She takes my surname, Ning, and Supreme Empress is her full given name.
"She's a born supreme, you know! This name certainly doesn't cheapen her."
What the hell?
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