Chapter 101
Soul Warrior City, the Pope's Hall.
- Spirit City (place)
- Papal Hall (place)
Bibi Dong was busy handling the affairs of the Soul Warrior Hall, unlike Qian Qianxie's carefree delegation of authority; she personally dealt with every matter of the Soul Warrior Hall.
- Bibi Dong (person)
- Spirit Hall (sect)
- Qian Xunji (person)
Unlike Qian Qianxie, who wields the Angel Martial Soul, the Qian family is deeply rooted in the Soul Warrior Hall, their prestige weighing heavily, leaving Qian Qianxie with ample time each day to train.
- Angel Martial Soul (technique? It's a type of martial soul)
Qian Family
- Spirit Hall again
- Qian Xunji again
- cultivation (generic)
When Qian Qianxie was in power, he didn't even need to handle these matters; everything was delegated to his subordinates, he only needed to grasp the general direction, no one dared to seize power from the Qian family; the Soul Warrior Hall is ultimately a religious organization devoted to the Angel God, and Angel Martial Soul masters hold extraordinary significance for the Soul Warrior Hall.
- Qian Xunji
- Qian Family
- Spirit Hall
- Angel God (deity)
- Angel Soul Master (title? maybe a type of soul master)
- Spirit Hall again
Bibi Dong is different; her power is something she gathered bit by bit. If she adopted Qian Qianxie's approach, she would forever be merely a puppet pope of the Qian family. Even if handling these tedious affairs left her no time to cultivate, she absolutely cannot relinquish authority.
- Bibi Dong
- Qian Family
Pope
- cultivation (generic)
Bibi Dong is not a member of the Qian family; she is an outsider, so she cannot afford to relinquish power lightly.
- Bibi Dong
- Qian Family
She became Pope entirely because Qian Renxue was pulling the strings behind the scenes; Qian Daoliu went along with his granddaughter, perfectly turning Bibi Dong's twin martial soul into a puppet, completing the transition of the Soul Warrior Hall into Qian Renxue's hands.
- Bibi Dong
- Qian Renxue (already)
- Qian Daoliu (already)
- Twin Martial Soul (technique? it's a type of martial soul)
- Spirit Hall
- Qian Renxue again
Even though she has reconciled with Qian Renxue, Bibi Dong still harbors hatred for the Qian family and Qian Qianxie in her heart; she refuses to be merely a puppet.
- Qian Renxue
- Bibi Dong
- Qian Family
- Qian Xunji
While Bibi Dong continued working overtime, a wisp of blood energy drifted out from the crimson eight-pointed star pattern on her forehead, condensing before her into a red square of light; the next moment, a soft 'ding' sounded.
- No new names.
Soon after, the bloody light curtain shattered instantly, turning into specks of light that merged into her body.
- none
"【\"Second Asura trial completed, successfully guiding Qian Renxue to acquire the Slaughter God Domain, reward: all soul ring ages increased by 500 years, soul power level raised by one. \"】"
- Asura Second Trial (technique/trial)
- Qian Renxue
- God of Slaughter Domain (technique/realm)
- soul ring (generic)
- soul power level (generic)
Thus, the second soul ring of the Death Spider Emperor martial soul also turned purple.
- Death Spider Emperor Martial Soul (martial soul name)
- second soul ring (generic)
A violent surge of soul power erupted from Bibi Dong's body; after absorbing the 100,000-year god-bestowed soul ring, she had reached the bottleneck of rank ninety-three, which finally loosened again.
- Bibi Dong
- soul power
- Divine-bestowed soul ring (maybe not needed)
- 100,000-year (generic)
- soul power bottleneck (generic)
Soul power level ninety-four!
- none
Bibi Dong sprang to her feet, her formerly weary face instantly shaking off fatigue.
- Bibi Dong
"Xue'er is back!"
- Xue'er (nickname)
She paced back and forth in the hall, then took a bag of tea from the drawer, brewed herself a cup to refresh her spirits, preparing to greet Qian Renxue in her best manner.
- Qian Renxue
- main hall (generic)
- tea leaves (generic)
After finishing the drink, she realized, "No, Xue'er should have just left the Slaughter City; she'll need some time to return."
- Xue'er
- Slaughter City (place)
"We also need to find a way to eliminate the aftereffects Xue'er suffers from returning from the Slaughter City."
- Xue'er
- Slaughter City
Bibi Dong suddenly said to the hall guards at the door: "Someone! Notify the Grand Offering; the Young Master has already left the Slaughter City, have him prepare a method to dispel the killing aura."
- Bibi Dong
- Hall Guard Knight (title)
Grand Offering
Young Master
- Slaughter City
- murderous aura (generic)
That old fogey Qian Daoliu, as a devotee of the Angel God, might well have a far better method than hers; letting him dispel Xue'er's killing aura would be ideal.
- Qian Daoliu
- Angel God
- Xue'er
- murderous aura
"Yes, Your Holiness the Pope!"
- Pope (title)
The hall guard at the door received the order, was about to turn and leave, but Bibi Dong called him back again.
- Hall Guard Knight
- Bibi Dong
"Wait, never mind, I'll go find him myself."
- none
Xue'er likely first went to the Offering Hall; she went straight there to wait for her to recover, and mother and daughter haven't seen each other in two years.
- Xue'er
- Offering Hall
- Qian Renxue (she)
- mother-daughter (generic)
……
- none
The architecture of the Soul Warrior Hall resembles the Twelve Zodiac Palaces from Saint Seiya, with one hall after another.
- Spirit Hall
- Saint Seiya (real-world brand) exclude
- Zodiac Palaces (real-world brand) exclude
The Elder Hall lies behind the Dou Luo Hall, while the Offering Hall is situated deep within the Elder Hall; together, the Elder Hall and Offering Hall constitute the Soul Warrior Hall's deepest foundation.
- Elder Hall
- Dou Luo Hall
- Offering Hall
- Spirit Hall
In the Dou Luo Hall, the guards are all Soul Douluo-level beings; the bones of Title Douluo are also buried here, and at least Title Douluo can enter the Elder Hall, whereas the Offering Hall is occupied entirely by Super Douluo of rank ninety-six or higher.
- Dou Luo Hall
- Soul Douluo (rank)
- Title Douluo (rank)
- Elder Hall
- Super Douluo (rank)
- Offering Hall
Usually, the Offering Hall here is the most solemn and dignified, but today it seems somewhat different.
- Offering Hall
As Qian Renxue, accompanied by the Snake Spear and Spiny Puffer, had just returned to the entrance of the Offering Hall, she heard the sound of various stones being corroded by toxin.
- Qian Renxue
- Snake Spear (beast/item)
- Spiny Porcupine (beast/item)
- Offering Hall
Hiss—! Bang—!
- none
Qian Renxue had just stepped inside when she saw Bibi Dong violently beating Qian Qianxie, displaying one yellow, three purple, four black, and one red soul ring, with a scarlet ninth soul ring that was strikingly eye-catching.
- Qian Renxue
- Bibi Dong
- Qian Xunji
- ninth soul ring (generic)
Qian Daoliu, meanwhile, sat calmly at the table sipping tea; seeing his son being beaten, he wasn't in a hurry, acknowledging that Qian Qianxie's personality had indeed gone a bit astray, and letting Bibi Dong wear him down could be beneficial.
- Qian Daoliu
- son (generic)
- Xunji (given name) but we have Qian Xunji
- Bibi Dong
"What's wrong? Master, is this all the strength you have now?"
- Teacher (generic)
Bibi Dong's eyes flashed with killing intent, the black spider phantom behind her looking menacing; but with Qian Daoliu seated there, she dared not act rashly, otherwise she would have already struck down this beast! "Puff—!"
- Bibi Dong
- Black Spider Phantom (maybe a named beast)
- Qian Daoliu
- murderous aura (generic)
Qian Qianxie couldn't help spitting a mouthful of blood, pulling himself out from the wall; damn it, how can he not even beat Bibi Dong now, with his 100,000-year ninth soul ring? What an impressive Bibi Dong—if Xue'er knew her father couldn't defeat her mother, where would Qian Qianxie's face go!?
- Qian Xunji
- Bibi Dong
- Xue'er
- 100,000-year ninth soul ring (generic)
- father (generic)
- mother (generic)
Thinking of this, his handsome face instantly darkened, his gorgeous golden pupils flickering with a hint of coldness, the three splendid pairs of gauzy wings, like golden silk, unfurled once again.
- none
He vented his frustration by punching a spider-web-like crack into the wall, raising his head to regain his composure, only to see his precious daughter standing at the doorway, looking at him speechlessly.
- Qian Xunji
- precious daughter (generic)
Qian Qianxie's pupils contracted; oh no, his embarrassed state was seen by his daughter—what to do, waiting online, he's quite anxious.
- Qian Xunji
"Xue'er! You're back! Did you get injured in the Slaughter City?"
- Xue'er
- Slaughter City
Qian Qianxie ignored his injured self, acting as if nothing was wrong, he rushed to Qian Renxue's side, eager to take a good look at the daughter he hadn't seen in a long time.
- Qian Xunji
- Qian Renxue
Qian Renxue twitched the corner of her mouth; this cheap father of hers is getting beaten again—he seems either to be getting beaten or on his way to being beaten, she felt he was quite pitiful.
- Qian Renxue
- father (generic)
"Compared to me, it's you, Father, who's more seriously injured."
- father (generic)
The joy on Qian Qianxie's face froze; he was about to say he had deliberately let Bibi Dong win, but how could he possibly lose to her? Then Bibi Dong's voice cut him off.
- Qian Xunji
- Bibi Dong
"Xue'er!"
- Xue'er
Bibi Dong immediately retracted her martial soul and embraced her, just like the usual suffocating-brand facial cleanser.
- Bibi Dong
- martial soul
- Suffocating brand facial cleanser (real-world brand?) likely exclude.
Qian Daoliu couldn't stay seated either; he rose and walked to Qian Renxue's side, eyes red, and said:
- Qian Daoliu
- Qian Renxue
"Xue'er, when you went to the Slaughter City, you didn't even tell Grandfather a word, just followed your mother there; that place is extremely dangerous, full of fallen soul masters—didn't Grandfather tell you not to be careless? You little girl, did you just forget as soon as you turned around?"
- Xue'er
- Slaughter City
- Fallen Soul Masters (maybe a group)
- grandfather (generic)
- mother (generic)
- "you little girl" not needed
He merely wished his granddaughter to undergo sufficient tempering, but there's no need to go to the Slaughter City at all; the Angel lineage innately possesses an innate domain, so why contend for the Slaughter God Domain?
Qian Daoliu
- granddaughter (generic)
- Slaughter City
- Angel Lineage (maybe not needed)
- Innate Domain (technique)
- God of Slaughter Domain
Qian Renxue patted Bibi Dong's back to comfort her while listening to Qian Daoliu's nagging, an old man's habit—once he starts, he can't stop.
- Qian Renxue
- Bibi Dong
- Qian Daoliu
Qian Daoliu nagged for a while, inquiring about Qian Renxue's living conditions in the Slaughter City.
- Qian Daoliu
- Qian Renxue
- Slaughter City
After enduring Qian Daoliu's nagging, what greeted her was Bibi Dong's tears.
- Qian Daoliu
Qian Renxue
- Bibi Dong
No wonder people often say women are made of water; Qian Renxue also displayed the professionalism of a seasoned actress, offering a heartfelt comfort that finally made Bibi Dong burst into laughter through tears.
- Qian Renxue
- Bibi Dong
Qian Qianxie looked at Qian Renxue with pleading eyes, "What about me? Why aren't you coming to comfort me?" Seeing blood still at the corner of his mouth, Qian Renxue used her life-attribute power to restore him a bit.
- Qian Xunji
- Qian Renxue
- Life Attribute Power (technique)
Afterward, Qian Renxue lingered a few more days in the Offering Hall, being taken around Soul Warrior City by the other six elders of the Offering Hall; these six old-timers each loved to play more than the last, having explored every fun spot in Soul Warrior City, Qian Renxue rarely felt the warmth of home again.
- Qian Renxue
- Offering Hall
- six grandfathers (generic)
- Spirit City
Too bad the good times didn't last; after just a few days, Qian Daoliu locked Qian Renxue in a room of the Offering Hall, making her study, assigning her daily coursework that she had to finish before resting, all under the pretense of cultivating body and nature, to suppress the hostility in her heart.
- Qian Renxue
- Qian Daoliu
- Offering Hall
- Self-cultivation (technique)
- malign energy (generic)
Qian Renxue unwillingly sat in the study, watching two motionless figures guarding outside—the Spiny Puffer and Snake Spear—now turned into supervisors ensuring she finished her homework; she wasn't allowed to leave unless her assignments were done, and Qian Daoliu said he would come weekly to test her.
- Qian Renxue
- study (generic)
- Spiny Porcupine
- Snake Spear
- Qian Daoliu
Seeing the mountain of textbooks piled on her desk made her head ache; these books had nothing to do with martial souls or cultivation, just boring poetry collections and sheet music—if only there were a Martial Soul Compendium, she could while away the time in her room.
Qian Renxue
- martial soul
- cultivation
- Martial Soul Compendium (maybe a book title) but could be considered a named item? It's a specific book; maybe include as "Martial Soul Compendium". However it's a generic title; but it's a proper noun of a book. I'd include it as a named item: Martial Soul Compendium.
If what was placed on the desk at this moment were some cultivation method or sword technique, she herself would also, without anyone urging her, consciously stay in this room for several days and nights, determined to study it thoroughly.
But making her study something like music, chess, calligraphy and painting is really too much for her—she's already been reincarnated to the Douluo Continent, why does she still have to suffer through high school again?
"Damn old geezer, daring to put me under house arrest! Humph!"
Qian Renxue was so angry she didn't even call her grandfather, just calling him a stinking old man over and over.
Ci Tun and She Mao outside exchanged a glance, then continued standing straight at their post; they heard nothing. The young master's mood was gloomy while studying—it's normal to feel some bitterness—but this must not reach the Grand Sacrificial Priest, or the former Pope will get beaten again.
Qian Renxue suppressed her impatience, memorizing the sheet music by rote; among all these things, only this sheet music was something she could barely bring herself to look at—after all, in a martial world there's supposedly a Six‑Fingered Piano Devil, and learning it might let her use her mental power to show off.
After a while like that, a faint sound suddenly came from outside the house.
Qian Renxue tossed the sheet music aside, got up, pushed the window open, and poked her head out—only to see four sneaky figures.
One person was hanging on the wall, struggling to climb up; another stood on the perimeter wall, trying to pull his companion up; a third waited down below, eyes pleading, queuing to be pulled up.
"Hey, what's up with you four? Did you go off to change jobs and become assassins?"
Hearing the voice, the four turned around quickly, only to see a golden‑haired girl leaning against the window frame with her arms crossed, teasing them.
"Xue'er, I've come to find you."
Qian Feng Hua immediately straightened up on the wall upon seeing her, but he instinctively let go, causing Tuoba Chen, who was being held, to fall straight down.
Thud.
"Ouch! Qian Feng Hua, you bastard—forgetting friends for a pretty face!"
Tuoba Chen immediately started wailing like a ghost and howling like a wolf, his usual suave image nowhere to be found.
Ling Kuang finally managed to climb up as well.
"Damn it, without using our martial souls, this wall is really hard to climb—it's just too high."
"Ling bro, can you do it? If not, let me try—you've grown all that size for nothing." Seeing Qian Renxue get excited on the spot, Rui En rolled up his sleeves and prepared to climb the wall.
"What nonsense are you spouting? I see you little lion begging for a beating—if my claws weren't so sharp I'd fear damaging the wall, I'd have climbed up already!"
Qian Renxue turned her head to look at the dark silhouettes of She Mao and Ci Tun outside the door; seeing they had no reaction, she curled the corner of her mouth into a satisfied smile and nodded—clearly those two soul bones weren't given to them for nothing; they know who's master.
Qian Renxue yawned and then said, "I suddenly feel so sleepy, I really want to take a nap."
"Young master, rest assured, during your rest we won't let anyone in!" Ci Tun's firm voice came from outside the door—you could tell he was loyal and brave.
Qian Renxue gave the four lumps outside the window a strange look—Uncle Ci Tun is really getting better at speaking in officialese.
"Hmph, Grandfather, you didn't expect this, did you? Ci Tun and She Mao are already my people—using my own people to watch me, that old geezer really underestimates her." Qian Renxue leapt straight out the window, tapped her toes on the perimeter wall, and sprang out lightly. "Come on, come on, let's run."
Seeing Qian Renxue run off, the few of them hurriedly followed.
After the group had left the precincts of the Spirit Hall, Qian Renxue finally stopped in a side alley.
"Tell me, how did you four come here?"
"Heh, didn't you hear the Grand Sacrificial Priest put you under house arrest? Well, the brothers rushed over to rescue you."
Tuoba Chen lifted his chin, saying with a face that begged for a punch.
Qian Renxue wasn't buying his act—she laughed, saying if it weren't for Ci Tun and She Mao being her people, these guys would have been tossed out long ago.
"Yeah, Xue'er, we haven't gotten together in ages." Rui En quickly added, his martial soul being the Blazing Mad Lion, his face as red as fire.
Qian Renxue couldn't stand Rui En's pure‑innocent boy act, turned her head to the silently staring Qian Feng Hua, and asked, "Just you four? What about Tian Yue and Ye Feng?"
Qian Feng Hua stared into her eyes, silent for a moment, about to speak, when Ling Kuang cut him off.
Ling Kuang impatiently waved his hand, then said:
"Geez, enough already—I don't want to hear you jabbering with little Xue; you're like a mute cannon, can't even squeeze out a fart after half a day."
"We didn't call Ye Feng—that guy's drunk as a skunk, lying there like dead meat, still not awake; Tian Yue is waiting for us at a shop in Spirit Hall City."
"I didn't call you out just to eat—I'm bringing you to see some excitement."
Qian Renxue's interest was piqued, and she asked curiously:
"What excitement?"
Ling Kuang then, with an excited expression, laid out the matter in detail.
This also concerns the Clear Sky Sect—since the Spirit Hall forced it to seal its mountains, although the ranking of the seven great sects hasn't changed, its claim to be the Number One Sect Under Heaven is now just an empty title. Naturally, some sects want to take its place among the seven great sects; if the Clear Sky Sect were removed, wouldn't the seven great sects just gain an extra slot?
Even among the top three sects there are people who want that title of Number One Sect Under Heaven.
The second‑ranked Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect, bound by Ning Fengzhi's restrictions on his disciples, naturally has no thought of becoming first; its lineage is ultimately just a support‑type soul master line, unable to hold the title of Number One Sect Under Heaven—would that old fox Ning Fengzhi really let his sect become a target for all?
He just needs to hold onto the title of Second Under Heaven—having the name lets the sect cultivate and rest, without becoming the first sacrificial victim of a forced strike.
But the juniors of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect are a bit clueless—they think that since the Clear Sky Sect is gone, and their Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul is the strongest beast martial soul under heaven, their sect should naturally become the Number One Sect Under Heaven.
Thus, the juniors of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect set up a stage in Spirit Hall City, saying they welcome peers to challenge them—whoever wins can take from them one million gold soul coins and the sect's inherited body‑refining method.
Of course, if the challenger loses, they must pay an entry fee of one hundred thousand gold soul coins.
Qian Renxue shook her head, thinking it was a scam.
"Huh? Really give the body‑refining method? The sect's fundamental heritage—using that as a stake seems unlikely. Besides, a hundred thousand gold soul coins isn't small; could any junior actually come up with that much? More likely they're betting that nobody has the money to dare step onto the stage."
Qian Feng Hua laughed and said, "That's why it's fun—the Thunder Douluo of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect personally forged the number two under heaven; their reputation is about to be ruined by these juniors. Only Yu Tianxin is barely passable, but he hasn't grown yet, and there's also his younger brother Yu Tianheng, one year younger, with innate soul power rank nine, who's also been dragged out to gain experience."
"The others have only average talent, yet they all look down on everyone, believing the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect is invincible under heaven."
"Hey hey hey, what do you mean 'barely passable'? Is an innate soul power rank eight still considered low? Who are you pointing at from afar?"
Tuoba Chen said dissatisfiedly, "Although his grandfather is very formidable, his talent is about the same as Yu Tianxin's, which is why he's often challenged by Rui En; if it weren't for the defect in Ling Kuang's martial soul, he truly wouldn't be able to keep up with Ling Kuang's cultivation progress."
Qian Renxue gave him a glare, her expression a little odd, then she continued asking, "Don't interrupt—aren't they afraid someone might actually step forward to challenge? If they lose, wouldn't they not show up? Do they really pay out one million gold soul coins?"
Qian Feng Hua's eyes flashed with an inexplicable gleam.
"Of course they'll pay—this is Martial Soul City; if they lose and try to renege, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect's reputation would be ruined. This is the Thunder Douluo building momentum for his own juniors."
"You can't raise a true dragon in shallow water; winning or losing isn't important. Winning naturally proves their excellence well, losing doesn't matter—let Yu Tianheng experience the taste of defeat early, so he understands what it means to be unwilling to accept defeat."
"I just reckon the Thunder Douluo himself didn't expect it—originally he wanted the juniors to make a name for themselves, but he didn't expect these guys to come up with an entry fee."
Qian Renxue nodded, her eyes lighting up instantly, "It seems he has high hopes for Yu Tianheng—he's unwilling to suffer such a loss."
Compared to this money, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect truly still desires a second Titled Douluo.
Isn't this just the chance to strike the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon? The Clear Sky Sect has already handled it; then go cast a net; for now, first deal with the juniors of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect. She wants to shatter the Dao heart of the most gifted Yu Tianheng of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect! Upper Three Sects, none of you will get away! Seeing her interest, Rui En said, "Xiao'er, if you want to go, you'd better hurry—when we were about to leave, that kid from the Four Worshippers family was raring to go, as if wanting to step up and challenge."
After saying that, the four of them gazed at her eagerly, waiting for her decision.
Qian Renxue heard that, furrowed her brows and thought: Could Aosiluo have gotten together with Yu Tianheng just now? She's still quite interested in joining the fun, but she's afraid that if she shows off, her grandfather will find out—she did sneak out secretly.
"Ah, never mind."
Qian Renxue shook her head, flung all those random thoughts aside, and said, "Come on, come on, little reptile, you lead the way!"
As for Qian Daoliu's side, it doesn't matter; they say it as if she's afraid of her grandfather, but she's a Super Douluo in combat power! Tuoba Chen gritted his teeth in hatred: "I'm a White Armor Earth Dragon! What little reptile, Qian Renxue, don't think I can't beat you! I'm not what I used to be—do you dare to spar with me?"
Even before I awakened my martial soul, you weren't my match—what are you pretending here? And I haven't even said who I am, yet someone already took the hint, and someone got anxious.
"Hmph! Young master doesn't bother with your level." Tuoba Chen led the way with a dark face, grabbed Rui En's collar, and snarled:
"What are you looking at? You're not allowed to look—you also lead the way ahead for me!"
Ling Kuang's heart was like an arrow returning home; he strode ahead, having spent so much time—rather than argue here, we should hurry to watch the excitement.
Meanwhile, Qian Gu Feng Hua initially followed silently behind Qian Renxue, quietly watching her.
Her smooth golden hair was pulled into a high ponytail by a black ribbon; she wore a white dress as pure as snow, her exquisite, beautiful face full of pride and confidence—after two years apart, she has become even more lovely.
She seems to be like that wherever she goes—always the most dazzling one, like a golden moon, a charming white rose; no matter where she goes, she is destined to outshine everyone else.
Qian Gu Feng Hua felt that just looking at her made him a little intoxicated; Ye Feng, though usually a bit of a fool, actually writes some decent poetry.
"Wine doesn't intoxicate people; people intoxicate themselves. Flowers don't bewitch people; people bewitch themselves."
Then Qian Renxue forcibly sobered him up and told him to go ahead; the aftereffects of her Slaughter City haven't faded, she can't tolerate anyone walking behind her, which makes her feel insecure.
Martial Soul City, central.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect's arena is set up right here.
"Go on! Young Master Ning, use your Seven Treasure Glazed Tower and beat them until they're fleeing in disarray!"
"Right! The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect is just ranked third; the Seven Treasure Glazed Tower is second!"
At the arena set up in Martial Soul City, the onlookers had already surrounded it completely, constantly shouting from below; the scene was extremely lively, the atmosphere fervent.
Ning Yuan on the arena curled his lips; these folks love a spectacle and don't care about the scale— as a Seven Treasure Glazed Tower soul master, he's not up here to fight, he's just here to make a good connection.
This arena has been set up for half a day, yet no one dares to step up for a match— the entry fee is a full hundred thousand gold spirit coins; aside from the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect, who doesn't lack money, who would willingly spend that much just to show off?
Ning Yuan's martial soul cultivation talent is ordinary, but he's fairly wealthy, enjoys making friends and showing off; right now he's just looking at the few Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon soul masters on stage looking awkward, so he came up to ease the awkward atmosphere.
After today, Martial Soul City will have the tale of Ning Gongzi of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tower spending a fortune on a genius; this will surely attract many civilian talents to the sect, and his father will surely look at him anew! Ning Yuan gazed at the sturdy Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon soul masters on stage, secretly envying them— he too wishes he had a powerful close-combat beast martial soul.
He gracefully bowed and said: "Several young brothers, your talents are extraordinary, you are astonishing geniuses; Ning Yuan feels inadequate."
Then he pulled a black card from his storage ring and handed it to the lead Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon soul master opposite him.
His immediate concession caused an uproar among the surrounding onlookers.
"How could you go up just to forfeit? Are you an idiot? Did you go up on purpose to give away money?"
"That's how the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect is— they have money, they don't care about this."
"Enough with the Pagoda Filial Son— isn't it just that Ning Yuan is useless? Lacking strength yet still trying to muscle in; if I were the Ning Sect Master, I'd beat this good-for-nothing to death."
Ning Yuan didn't care about the remarks from below; they're just a bunch of common soul masters who don't understand the cruelty of the soul master world— a powerless support soul master is like this, only this way can they survive; the verdict that 'stupid but rich is easy to fool, but rich and lethal is worse' is actually better.
Sword Grandfather and Ancient Grandfather only personally protect his father; he has nothing else— if he doesn't forge good ties, someone might try to take a risky shortcut; he wants to make as many friends as possible, this is what his father taught him.
He wore a fake smile, appearing gentle and refined; even if the crowd mocked him, he could handle it with ease, but the words of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon people made his complexion sour.
The youth took the black card while sneering: "What's a support system soul master doing up here? You're just stupid and rich— go home and rest, though thanks for the money, Young Master Ning."
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect's soul masters are proud one after another, and moreover they resent the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect's superiority— they would never look down on Ning Yuan, a support system soul master.
Aside from Sword Douluo, Ancient Douluo, and Ning Fengzhi, the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect are all useless— this is what the sect head himself said; as a fan of Yu Yuan Zhen, he naturally looks up to his idol and looks down on the other Seven Treasure Glazed Sect soul masters.
Ning Yuan's face turned livid; he was actually smoothing things over for your Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect—if he didn't step up, would anyone really take part in your so‑called money‑matching contest? The soul masters of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect are truly shameless, each thicker‑skinned than the last, a bunch of useless cowards; I invested in them, yet they dare to act arrogant toward me!
"What a fine line—'stupid and rich'! Well, Ning Mou will indeed be stupid and rich once more today!"
He kept a cold face and didn't step down from the stage; instead, he turned and clasped his hands toward the people below: 'I don't know which brother is willing to lend Ning Yuan a hand, act righteously, and fight the genius of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect—I'll cover all the registration fees! If victorious, Ning Yuan will take not a single penny; today I'm only here to vent my anger!'
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect does have two Title Douluo holding the fort; he is kind‑hearted, but that doesn't mean anyone can insult him. If his father blames him, the worst that can happen is being confined. This money isn't something he can't earn back! If he backs down today, he'll truly bring shame upon the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!
The young man behind Ning Yuan's face changed: 'Young Master Ning, what do you mean! Is the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect intending to oppose the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect!'
The Clear Sky Sect has Tang Yuehua, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect also has Liu Erlong—none will be spared, hehe, 7200 ow, brothers, although we're also working overtime today, but I still managed to repay the eight hundred characters I owed yesterday! We say what we do! Give a ticket to support the author! Teacher's Day we're still working overtime; I, while working overtime, also tell the teacher, 'Teacher, you've worked hard,' haha, I feel I'm the hardest‑working.
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