Douluo: Reincarnation of Pineapple Blowing Snow, the Fruit Treasure returns!

Inside the main hall of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

The atmosphere was very heavy.

Several wounded black-clad envoys knelt on one knee and gave a detailed report on the escort and the entire process of witnessing the Fruit Warriors being intercepted by two Title Douluo from the Spirit Hall and their eventual narrow escape into the City of Slaughter.

Ning Fengzhi sat in his seat, his expression growing increasingly grave as he listened.

Bone Douluo stood to the side, his face ashen, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked.

Although Sword Douluo had no expression, the cold aura emanating from him was undeniable.

After listening to the report, Ning Fengzhi waved his hand, his tone gentle but unable to conceal his inner shock.
"Thank you for your hard work, you did a great job. Go and heal your wounds properly, the sect will reward you handsomely."

"Thank you, Sect Master!" The envoys respectfully withdrew.

Only three people remained in the main hall, and a silence fell over them.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the window, casting long shadows of the three people.

After a long silence, Ning Fengzhi finally let out a long breath, breaking the stillness. His voice was filled with lingering fear and disbelief:

"Two Title Douluo! Yue Guan and Gui Mei attacking simultaneously, plus several Soul Douluo and Soul Saints... This luxurious lineup is enough to start a small war!"

Bibi Dong… she actually used such overwhelming power for these three children, it's simply… inhuman!

Bone Douluo slammed his hand on the armrest of his chair, instantly cracking the sturdy surface. His voice was filled with barely concealed rage.
"That woman is more than just heartless; she's a complete madwoman!"
To deal with three Soul Kings with such a display, isn't she afraid of becoming a laughingstock?!

If it weren't for our people fighting desperately to stop them, and that clever kid Pineapple Snow, I'm afraid... well...

He couldn't continue, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

Even Sword Douluo spoke coldly, his voice terrifyingly icy.
"She wasn't afraid of failure; she was determined to win and wouldn't tolerate any surprises."

This also indirectly confirms that, in the eyes of that Pope, the threat...or value, of these three teenagers far exceeded our expectations.” Ning Fengzhi gave a wry smile, his face full of helplessness.
"Yes... value... perhaps it is precisely this potential and bizarre ability that they have shown, which far exceeds the norm, that makes Bibi Dong so wary and eager to obtain them."

Bone Douluo snorted, "It's no use saying all this now. We're already in the City of Slaughter, that hellhole... sigh!"

He sighed heavily, his irritable tone revealing deep worry.

The Killing City isn't much better.

However, the topic inevitably turned to the fate of the three after they entered the Killing City.

The atmosphere inside the main hall became oppressive once again.

Ning Fengzhi gazed at the darkening sky outside the window, his eyes filled with worry:
"The killing city...a hundred deaths for one chance."

Hopefully, these three children, with their resourcefulness, resilience, and the bond between them, can find a glimmer of hope in that desolate place.

Bone Douluo paused for a moment, unsure of what to say, and could only reply perfunctorily:

"Now we can only rely on them. There's nothing we can do to help them in that area."

Sword Douluo slowly closed his eyes, then opened them again a moment later.

"You have to believe that you can only survive in the most desperate situations. Those three... might really be able to create a miracle."

Even so, it felt as if a huge boulder was pressing on the hearts of the three of them, and they couldn't move it away.

They could only pray silently in their hearts that the three young people who had brought them countless surprises and hope could create another miracle.

He survived that bloody hell that even Title Douluo feared, and his strength increased dramatically!

As night fell, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was brightly lit, but it couldn't dispel the gloom and lingering worries in the hearts of the three of them. (End of Chapter)