Chapter 130: Nine Treasures Glaze, Ning Fengzhi is confused

Boom!

These words were like thunder, exploding directly in the minds of Ning Fengzhi and the others.

The Seven Kills Sword in Chen Xin's hand almost lost its grip and fell to the ground.

Gu Rong even took a breath of cold air and her eyes nearly popped out:

"Level nine...level ninety-nine?! He is indeed a peerless Douluo!"

Su Bai interrupted Gu Rong's exclamation and said casually,

"Xishui's martial spirit is the Phoenix of Light. If you two want to compete, you can let Xishui practice with you another day. But today, I am here as a guest."

Sparring partner?

What a fart practice! Is that a sparring match? That's life-threatening!

Gu Rong swallowed his saliva. He and Chen Xin were not sure before, but now that they learned about Peerless Douluo's strength from Su Bai, they were extremely shocked.

Ning Fengzhi took a few deep breaths and suppressed the turmoil in her heart.

He took a deep look at Su Bai. This young man was even more terrifying than the rumors said. Not only was his strength unfathomable, there was actually a legendary Ultimate Douluo standing behind him!

This is an existence that is enough to subvert the structure of the entire continent!

"Young master Su, you are joking. You are a guest, please! Please come inside!" Ning Fengzhi's attitude instantly became extremely respectful, even a bit humble.

In this world where the strong are respected, an Extreme Douluo who obeys the orders of a young man is enough to win the "respect" of anyone.

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After passing through the corridors, the group arrived at the most private inner hall of the Qibao Glazed Sect.

After the guests and hosts were seated, a maid tremblingly served the tea.

Su Bai picked up the teacup and took a sip, looking relaxed.

Ye Xishui stood quietly behind him. Although she had restrained her breath, the invisible sense of oppression still made Chen Xin and Gu Rong sitting opposite him feel on pins and needles. Even their movements when drinking tea seemed a bit stiff.

"Dad, Grandpa Sword, Grandpa Bone."

Ning Rongrong, who had been left out in the cold, finally couldn't bear it anymore.

She jumped off the chair, ran to the center of the hall and spun around, her skirt flying.

"Why are you so busy looking at Brother Bai and Sister Xishui?

Haven't you noticed anything different about your baby Rongrong? "

At this time, Ning Fengzhi was thinking about how to have a good relationship with this terrifying Qilin Palace. When he heard his daughter's words, he just smiled perfunctorily:

"Rongrong, it's good that you didn't lose weight when you went out this time. After running away from home for so long, dad is already very happy to know that you are back."

"That's right," Gu Rong also wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and agreed, "It's good that Rongrong can come back safely, nothing else is important."

How could he be in the mood to see any changes in his granddaughter now? All Gu Rong's attention was on guarding against whether the devil in red would suddenly act up and hurt someone.

"Humph! You are so perfunctory!"

Ning Rongrong was so angry that she stamped her feet and her face turned red.

She ran to Su Bai, pulled Su Bai's sleeve and complained: "Brother Bai, look, they don't care about me at all! It's a shame that I want to give them a surprise!"

Su Bai smiled and rubbed her head:

"Since they are blind, then you show it and open their eyes. Let them know what true genius is."

"Okay!"

Ning Rongrong nodded vigorously.

She took a deep breath and turned around to face Ning Fengzhi and the others. The childishness on her face faded a bit, replaced by an unprecedented sense of confidence and pride.

"Dad, Grandpa Jian, Grandpa Bone, watch out!"

"I am now a level 34 soul master!"

"What!"

Ning Fengzhi, who was about to drink tea to calm down his panic, shook his hand and spilled the hot tea on his hand, but he didn't care about the heat at all and stood up suddenly.

"Level 34? Rongrong, you were only at level 26 when you ran away from home, right?

How long has it been? But in just a few months? How could you..."

From level 26 to level 34, skip eight levels in a few months?

Even if you take medicine, you won't be able to take it so quickly, right?

Chen Xin and Gu Rong also widened their eyes with expressions of disbelief.

"Humph, where did this come from!" Ning Rongrong raised her chin proudly, "The real surprise lies behind!"

She slowly stretched out her right hand, and in her palm, a brilliant light suddenly bloomed.

"Nine treasures turned out to be colored glaze!"

Along with Ning Rongrong's clear and sweet voice, a crystal clear pagoda slowly emerged from her palm.

The pagoda is no longer seven stories.

But the ninth floor!

There are nine different kinds of gorgeous brilliance flowing throughout the body, and the noble aura that hits the face instantly fills the entire inner hall.

The Qibao Glazed Sect's martial spirit has flaws. Although it is known as the first auxiliary martial spirit, it can only be cultivated to the seventy-ninth level of the seventh ring at most. It will not be able to break through the Soul Douluo in its lifetime, let alone the Title Douluo.

This is the biggest pain that the Qibao Glazed Sect has suffered in thousands of years, and it is also the eternal regret in Ning Fengzhi's heart.

But now...

Dang!

Ning Fengzhi still couldn't hold the teacup in her hand., fell to the floor and broke into eight petals.

But he didn't even look down.

The whole person stood there blankly, staring at the small rotating tower in Ning Rongrong's hand. His eyeballs almost fell out, his lips were trembling violently, but he could not make a sound.

"One, two, three...eight, nine..."

Sword Dou Luo Chenxin on the side, a strong man who usually remained calm even when faced with thousands of troops, was now like a child who had just learned to count, stretching out his fingers and tremblingly counting the layers of the pagoda.

He counted it once, but he didn't believe it. He rubbed his eyes and counted it again.

"Old Bones...Am I blinded by my old eyes?" Chen Xin's voice was dry, as if he had swallowed a handful of sand. "How could I count...is it the ninth floor?"

"There are no flowers. I counted the ninth floor."

The muscles on Bone Douluo Gu Rong's face twitched crazily, and that expression was even more exaggerated than seeing a ghost.

"Is it really the nine-story...Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda? The legendary Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda?!"

"Dad, how are you?"

Ning Rongrong held the Nine Treasure Glazed Pagoda with her face full of pride.

"This is what my martial spirit looks like now. It has evolved! It has become the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Tower!"

Plop.

Ning Fengzhi's legs softened and she fell back onto the chair.

This tycoon who controls the sect of the richest and most powerful country in the world has already burst into tears at this moment.

"My ancestors are above..."

Ning Fengzhi's voice was choked, and her hands trembled as she reached out to Ning Rongrong, as if she wanted to touch the tower, but was afraid that it was just a fragile dream.

"In our Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, finally... someone finally broke the shackles of the martial spirit! The Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda... really exists!"

He knew very well what this meant.

This means that Ning Rongrong will no longer be restricted by level seventy-nine in the future. She can become a Contra or even a Titled Douluo!

A Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Soul Master with the strength of a Titled Douluo, what is the concept of that?

That will be the only auxiliary god in the entire continent! As long as she is here, the Qibao Glazed Sect can be glorious for another thousand years!