Chapter 137: A Half-God Is Still a God; How Can Mortals Gaze Upon Him?

"Sword Grandpa!! Are you alright……"

Seeing the Sword Douluo, whom she viewed as incomparably powerful, actually injured, Ning Rongrong felt as if the sky had fallen; she was so anxious she nearly burst into tears, her mind went completely blank, and she had no idea what had happened.

And just then, two people slowly walked out from within Xingchen Sect.

The one on the left was a middle-aged man, tall in stature, wearing a black robe with faint golden marks engraved upon it.

His black hair fell like a waterfall, his deep eyes carrying a hint of coldness and pride, and his dark-gold pupils emitted an endless majesty and nobility.

And on the right was a handsome-looking youth who seemed ordinary, yet gave off a feeling of being unfathomable.

Di Tian glanced lightly at the Sword Douluo and smiled faintly, saying: "Not bad Sword Intent, but unfortunately it's not enough to look at."

"Who are you, why hurt my Sword Grandpa!!" Ning Rongrong was now heartbroken to the extreme, completely losing her ability to think, and directly pointed at Di Tian to scold him angrily.

"Rongrong! Shut up!"

Seeing Ning Rongrong actually dare to offend him like this, the Sword Douluo's face changed drastically; he grabbed Ning Rongrong and pulled her behind him, and a boundless chill arose in his heart.

Immediately after, the Sword Douluo no longer cared about his own dignity.

With a thud.

He knelt directly before Di Tian and begged in a low voice: "The child speaks without restraint; I also had no intention of offending your esteemed sect. Please forgive us, sir!"

At this moment, the Sword Douluo's back was completely soaked in cold sweat.

Although he was a 96th-rank Shou Hao Dui Luo and also a powerful Sword Cultivator.

But facing this man before him, he felt as if he were facing a great mountain, a great mountain he could never shake.

He even felt that in the other's eyes, he was nothing but an ant, an ant that could be crushed to death at any moment, unable to offer any resistance……

Endless regret and terror filled the Sword Douluo's heart.

If he did not receive the other's forgiveness, he and Ning Rongrong would probably have to stay here forever today.

It didn't matter if he died.

But if Ning Rongrong died……

Ning Fengzhi and the Bone Douluo would definitely go mad.

By then, what awaited the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would be a calamity of annihilation!

"Sword Grandpa, why are you……"

Ning Rongrong was also completely bewildered by this scene.

Why…… why on earth……

Her Sword Grandpa was so powerful that even the current emperor treated her Sword Grandpa with respect.

And now, the Sword Douluo who seemed like a Sword Immortal in her eyes was actually so humbly kneeling before the other, begging for forgiveness……

What on earth happened……

"Hah, capable of bending and stretching."

Di Tian's eyes flickered slightly; he smiled faintly, without any mockery, only a little surprise.

Because he could tell that the little girl was very important to the other party.

For the little girl's safety, the other party could actually discard the pride of a Sword Cultivator without hesitation and kneel to beg for mercy; such a thing was truly very rare.

"Your Excellency, please show mercy……"

Blood overflowed from the Sword Douluo's mouth; he looked up at Di Tian, his eyes full of pleading.

"Hehe, whether to let you go is not up to me; you have to ask our young master."

Saying this, Di Tian cast his gaze upon Ye Feng.

Although soul beasts and humans had enmity, in Di Tian's eyes, the other was merely an ant; whether to kill or not didn't matter.

And now the development of Xingchen Sect was managed by Ye Feng, so he naturally had to seek Ye Feng's opinion.

If killing recklessly hindered the development of Xingchen Sect, it might make Ye Feng displeased.

And that little girl seemed to know Ye Feng……

Di Tian's eyes examined Ning Rongrong, as if pondering something.

Hearing this, the Sword Douluo cast his gaze upon Ye Feng, his eyes filled with incomparable shock.

Even if beaten to death, he never expected that such a powerful person would actually call such a young youth "young master."

What exactly is this young person's identity……

Just as the Sword Douluo was thinking of kowtowing to Ye Feng right now, Ning Rongrong broke down first.

"Thud……"

Ning Rongrong knelt directly, her voice choked with tears: "Ye Feng…… please…… please don't hurt my Sword Grandpa, okay…… we have no malice…… I just want…… wuu wuu wuu……"

As Ning Rongrong spoke, she burst into tears.

The collapse of faith in her heart, her pride trampled to pieces, finally made this proud Small Princess face reality.

Of course, the main thing was the pressure Di Tian cast upon her, making her feel the breath of death, and she was directly scared into wetting herself.

Ning Rongrong could clearly feel a warm sensation there.

Fortunately, she only wet a little; probably no one noticed……

Of course, this wasn't Di Tian deliberately targeting her; it was just some residual pressure leaking from Di Tian.

The weaker the state of mind, the greater the influence.

In Di Tian's current state, if an ordinary person looked at him, they might faint on the spot or even drop dead instantly!

A half-god is still a god!

How can mortals gaze directly upon him?

"Rongrong, you……"

Seeing this scene, the Sword Douluo's heart was instantly like being cut by a knife, and he felt incomparable self-reproach, blaming himself for being incapable, actually making Ning Rongrong kneel to plead for him……

He also felt deep regret, regretting coming to this Xingchen Sect, regretting spoiling Ning Rongrong too much, and even more regretting that he had been too contemptuous of others...

"Alright, you two get up. My Xingchen Sect is not some demonic sect; we won't kill people at the drop of a hat." At this moment, Ye Feng, who had remained silent until now, spoke up.

Although he was domineering, he would not wipe out someone's entire clan just because of a single sentence.

The grandfather and grandson had already knelt and kowtowed, and Sword Douluo had even been left with psychological trauma, his Sword Heart nearly shattering; Ye Feng truly could not bring himself to be ruthless...

If he killed Ning Rongrong and Sword Douluo, it would definitely bring about the destruction of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect as well, and if things escalated, it would become a world war between Soul Beasts and humans.

Humans today are no match for Soul Beasts; if they fought, at least ninety-nine percent of humans would die. How is this supposed to work...

Ye Feng's original plan had only been to use Bi Ji and Zi Ji to slightly suppress Ning Rongrong and Sword Douluo, but he never expected Di Tian to suddenly appear, and with a single pressure, force Sword Douluo to kneel and beg for mercy.

This was completely beyond Ye Feng's expectations.

However, the effect of the suppression was exceptionally good.

"Thank you, Your Excellency, for sparing our lives!"

Sword Douluo, hearing this, was instantly as if granted a great pardon; he fiercely wiped away a cold sweat, then pulled Ning Rongrong up to her feet.

The last time he experienced such a life-and-death crisis was more than thirty years ago.

He had thought that with his ninety-sixth level strength he was basically invincible under heaven, but he never expected that there actually existed such a terrifying being in this world.

"However, my Xingchen Sect is not exactly easy to deal with; the death penalty can be waived, but the living punishment cannot be avoided..."

Ye Feng shifted his tone, his voice turning cold once more as he said indifferently: "My Xingchen Sect is currently lacking Outer Disciples; let her atone for her sins, for a period of one year."

Ye Feng glanced at the tearful Ning Rongrong, then continued speaking.

After Di Tian's intimidation, Ye Feng felt that Ning Rongrong had been trained enough and should have learned her lesson.

The Xingchen Sect lacked people, and a well-trained Ning Rongrong was still very suitable.

"Ah? Outer Disciple... I... I don't know how..."

Hearing this, Ning Rongrong was instantly somewhat confused...

She had always been high and mighty, accustomed to being the Small Princess; how could she possibly do that kind of rough work...

"Thank you, Your Excellency!"

Sword Douluo reacted extremely quickly, hurriedly looking at Ning Rongrong and saying: "Rongrong, why aren't you thanking this Your Excellency yet!"

Sword Douluo was old and cunning; he knew this was the condition the other side had set for letting them go, so naturally he agreed immediately.

Moreover, he had not sensed any killing intent from the other side, so whatever Outer Disciple might be fake; they just wanted Ning Rongrong to remember the lesson.

This time, he had also let Ning Rongrong be completely ruined, and her Sword Heart had developed cracks.

She did not actually resent Ning Rongrong, but felt that Ning Rongrong indeed needed to suffer some hardship and could not be spoiled too much.

Entering the Xingchen Sect as an Outer Disciple could also allow Ning Rongrong to temper herself properly.

Moreover, he could also tell that the other side did not seem to have any malice; Ning Rongrong serving as an Outer Disciple in the Xingchen Sect might be tiring, but she would most likely not be bullied, nor would she suffer any harm.

(Chapter End)