"Y-you... you unfilial daughter! You'll be the death of me!" Ning Fengzhi trembled with rage, pointing at Xiong Shaoqing. "What bewitching potion has he fed you?"
Watching this scene of "beating apart a pair of lovebirds" from behind them, Bibi Dong's lips curved almost imperceptibly into a cold smile of amusement.
That's what you get for flaunting your love in the Diary. Now let's see how you get past your father-in-law.
Ning Rongrong panicked. Wiping away her tears, she shouted, "Dad, you have no idea how good he is to me! The thing you've all dreamed of your entire lives-only he can do it!"
With that, Ning Rongrong abruptly stepped back and closed her eyes, the Soul Power within her surging wildly without restraint.
"Nine Treasures Turn Into Glazed Glass!"
With Ning Rongrong's clear cry, dazzling nine-colored divine light shot skyward from her palm, illuminating the entire square before the sect's main hall as though the Divine Realm had descended.
A crystalline glazed pagoda, radiating an endless sacred presence, floated quietly above her head.
One tier, two tiers, three tiers... seven tiers, eight tiers... nine tiers!
"Th-this... this light, this number of tiers!"
The fury filling Ning Fengzhi's chest froze completely the instant he saw that nine-tiered pagoda.
His eyes widened, his breathing quickened like pumping bellows, and he stood rooted to the spot as though struck by lightning, his eyeballs almost bulging out.
Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo both sucked in sharp breaths, their Titled Douluo presence surging violently beyond their control.
"N-nine tiers! This is the legendary Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda." Ning Fengzhi reached out a trembling hand, scarcely daring to believe his eyes as tears spilled down his face. "Our ancestors have blessed us... our ancestors have blessed us!"
"The Fate Curse of our Seven Treasure