Gu Wuchen nodded slightly, his tone calm:
" Your His Holiness the Pope, I didn't expect you to come in person."
"Such an important matter naturally requires my personal attention."
Bibi Dong smiled faintly, her gaze sweeping over Bo Saixi beside him.
"As one of the Upper Three Sects, how could I not come to congratulate the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect on accomplishing such a feat?"
She did suspect that Gu Wuchen was behind it all, but the evolution problem of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda had troubled the sect for nearly a thousand years and involved the mysteries of the Martial Soul Origin. She found it hard to believe that Gu Wuchen alone could solve it.
Bo Saixi stood beside Gu Wuchen, her eyes slightly narrowed. She merely glanced at Bibi Dong indifferently without saying a word.
The invisible pressure of an Peerless Douluo made Bibi Dong subconsciously restrain her aura.
"Everyone, please follow me inside," Ning Fengzhi at the opportune moment, leading the group toward the main hall.
Upon entering the main hall, most of the guests had already arrived.
Everyone stood up and bowed, their gazes unconsciously falling on Gu Wuchen and Bibi Dong.
These two are the most mysterious young master of the Gu Clan on the mainland, and the Pope the Spirit Hall. Both are figures who can make the mainland tremble with a stomp of their feet.
Just then, an announcement came from outside the hall:
" Yu Luomian, the patriarch of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, has arrived with his young patriarch, Liu Erlong!"
The entire room fell silent instantly.
Everyone turned to look at the palace gate, their faces full of curiosity.
The news of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan changing hands had just spread across the continent, and everyone wanted to see what kind of background this new clan leader had.
Yu Luomian, dressed in a blue robe with dragon patterns, strode in, exuding the aura of Titled Douluo.
Liu Erlong followed behind him, dressed in a smart outfit, looking dashing and heroic.
Ning Fengzhi quickly stepped forward to greet him, a perfectly timed smile on his face:
" Sect Master Yu, your presence is an honor; I have failed to greet you properly."
" Sect Master Ning, you're too kind." Yu Luomian laughed heartily, his tone very cheerful. "Congratulations, Sect Master Ning Sect Master Ning! The renaming of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect is truly a momentous event for the continent."
Ning Fengzhi pleasantries with a smile, but his heart was full of doubts.
He had long heard that Yu Luomian had broken through to the Titled Douluo, forcing Yu Yuanzhen, but he just couldn't understand how a Soul Douluo who had been stuck at level 89 for decades could suddenly break through and absorb Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring.
Moreover, his immediate establishment of a deep partnership with the Gu Clan upon taking office likely has something to do with Gu Wuchen.
Bibi Dong sat beside the main seat, looking at the spirited Yu Luomian, her gaze slightly narrowing.
She had also heard about the changes in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
The sudden rise of the Yu Luomian was even more unexpected to her than the evolution of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.
Gu Wuchen sat in the front row, holding a teacup, calmly observing everything.
Yu Luomian's gaze swept across the hall and quickly landed on Gu Wuchen.
He nodded slightly to Gu Wuchen, his eyes full of respect.
This scene was witnessed by Ning Fengzhi and Bibi Dong, which further solidified their suspicions.
The auspicious hour has arrived, and the celebration officially begins.
Ning Fengzhi stepped onto the high platform, holding a jade book, and loudly proclaimed the edict for renaming the place.
His voice was gentle, yet it carried clearly throughout the entire hall.
After the imperial edict was read aloud, Ning Rongrong slowly walked up to the high platform.
She stretched out her right hand, and a crystal-clear nine-story pagoda slowly appeared.
Light emanated from the pagoda, illuminating the entire hall.
The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda slowly rotated, emitting a gentle wave of Soul Power that made all the Soul Master present feel relaxed and comfortable.
"Excellent! It truly is the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!"
A gasp of amazement rose from the audience.
Bibi Dong gazed at the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda on the high platform, her eyes burning with desire.
Ning Fengzhi raised his hand to quiet the room, and the entire room fell silent instantly.
"From this day forward, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will be officially renamed the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect!"
As soon as the words were spoken, cannons roared in unison, and colorful ribbons filled the sky.
The ceremony was simple yet solemn, and it was almost over in less than half an hour.
Guests came forward to Ning Fengzhi, and the hall was filled with lively conversation.
Just then, Ning Rongrong quietly slipped off the platform and quickly walked to Gu Wuchen's side.
Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she whispered, " Young Master Gu, could you come with me for a moment? I have something for you."
Gu Wuchen raised an eyebrow and did not refuse. "Okay."
He and Ning Rongrong got up and left. Bo Saixi, Ah Yin, and the Ice and Snow Empresses exchanged glances but did not follow. They simply watched the two figures from afar.
Ning Rongrong led Gu Wuchen through the corridor to a secluded garden in the backyard.
The place is filled with roses of all colors, their fragrance permeating the air, and there is no one else to disturb us.
She stopped, turned around, put her hands behind her back, nervously clutching the scroll of portrait, her cheeks as red as ripe apples, her head bowed low, not daring to look Gu Wuchen in the eye.
"What's wrong? Why are you being so mysterious?" Gu Wuchen asked casually.
Ning Rongrong took a deep breath, suddenly raised her head, and handed over the portrait hidden behind her back.
Her voice was barely audible, trembling noticeably.
" Young Master Gu, this is a drawing I did. I stayed up many nights to finish it. I hope you like it."
Gu Wuchen took the portrait and slowly unfolded it.
The boy in the drawing is dressed in white and stands by a stone table in the courtyard, holding a cup of tea in his hand.
Sunlight shone on him, revealing his cool and aloof features and extraordinary temperament; he was none other than Gu Wuchen himself.
The portrait was extremely lifelike, even capturing the subtle sense of detachment in his eyes.
Gu Wuchen looked at the portrait, a faint smile appearing on his lips.
"Well drawn, very lifelike."
Hearing the praise, Ning Rongrong blushed even more.
She twisted the hem of her dress and whispered:
"Really? I was worried that I wouldn't draw it well and you wouldn't like it."
"Won't."
Gu Wuchen carefully rolled up the portrait and placed it into his Storage Soul Tool. "I will keep it safe."
Ning Rongrong raised her head, her eyes sparkling.
Seeing that Gu Wuchen had actually accepted the portrait, she felt a sweet warmth in her heart, and all her previous tension and unease vanished.
"Thank you, Young Master Gu."
She said softly, a bright smile spreading across her face.
"No need to thank me." Gu Wuchen looked at her radiant smile, his tone softening slightly. "Let's go back, otherwise Sect Master Ning will get worried."
"Mm." Ning Rongrong nodded and followed Gu Wuchen toward the main hall.
As long as Gu Wuchen likes it.
Her calculations weren't in vain.
The Soul Master Tournament is in full swing, but many things are also happening on the continent.
It seems that Yu Xiaogang has had a conflict with Teacher Erlong, and the competition will be temporarily led by the dean.
However, this has nothing to do with her.
This is not something she should be considering.
We should consider other things.
Gu Wuchen stretched and returned to his seat.
At this moment, Bibi Dong asked, " Sect Master Ning, how did your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda evolve into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda?"
Ning Fengzhi had already prepared a response to Bibi Dong's question.
" Your His Holiness the Pope, well, this is just a Immortal Herb we obtained by chance."