Douluo Continent: After Ten Thousand Years of Silence, I Was Exposed by the Sky.

Chapter 39 Nine-Colored Glazed Dragon Victory! Twenty thousand years ago, Ning Yu, a disciple of Wei Yuan, the ancestor of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?!

The Asura God remained silent, but a scrutinizing look appeared in his blood-red eyes as he looked at the Sun and Moon Continent.

That place seems to have given birth to a Soul Master civilization that is completely different from, and even more powerful than, that of the Douluo Continent.

Finally, in the dead silence that everyone was watching, the final judgment descended from the sky!

Golden light converged into a line of large characters, imprinted on the sky and in the hearts of every Soul Master on the Douluo Continent.

[In this round of comparison, the winner is—Sun and Moon Continent, Nine-Colored Glazed Dragon!]

Comment: The ways of Heaven are flawed, but human will can overcome them.

It's already a pity that Qibao stopped there;
Only when nine treasures combine to form a dragon can the process be complete.

As soon as the words fell, countless support-type Soul Masters on the Douluo Continent felt something shatter in their hearts.

The Douluo Continent was utterly silent.

"The victor—Sun and Moon Continent, Nine-Colored Glazed Dragon!"

This cold verdict was like a merciless slap across the face of every Soul Master in the Douluo Continent.

The members of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, in particular, looked ashen-faced.

Ning Fengzhi swayed precariously; if Sword Douluo hadn't caught him in time, he probably would have collapsed to the ground.

His lifelong pride and the sect's millennia-long glory paled in comparison at this moment.

"Why...why is there a nine-colored glass dragon..."

Ning Fengzhi muttered to himself absentmindedly, his eyes bloodshot.

It seemed as if they had heard his question, or perhaps they wanted to unravel this age-old mystery.

The imagery above the sky did not fade away; instead, it became even more profound.

It was as if it wanted to pull everyone's mind into that distant river of time and space.

A solemn narration slowly began, revealing a secret that had been sealed away for twenty thousand years.

The Seven-Jeweled Glazed Pagoda and the Nine-Colored Glazed Dragon are of the same origin.

Their destinies diverged starting with a choice made 20,000 years ago.

The scene suddenly flashes back to an ancient and prosperous era.

Twenty thousand years ago, powerful figures emerged in the Douluo Continent. Among them, the strongest was Qian Yuhan, who had not yet founded the Spirit Hall.

At that time, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, with its mutated Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul, had already begun to distinguish itself on the continent, gradually establishing its position as the number one support-type sect.

In the scene, the ancient Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School's mountain gate is magnificent, and the disciples within the school are all proud to possess the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda.

They are proud and confident, regarding their martial spirit as a divine gift, perfect and flawless.

However, any succession can be subject to unexpected events.

Among the disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School at that time, an anomaly emerged.

The scene shifts to a thin, frail boy.

He also awakened the Glazed Martial Soul, but it was not a pagoda, but an ugly, dimly lit... Seven Treasure Glazed Lizard.

This martial spirit was regarded by the sect as a failed mutation, a disgrace that tarnished the noble bloodline of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.

Its owner suffered constant rejection and scorn, and was not tolerated by the sect.

In the scene, the boy named Ning Yu is being mocked and bullied by his fellow clansmen.

He could only huddle in the corner, clutching his unappreciated martial spirit, his eyes filled with resentment and despair.

Just then, the gears of fate began to turn.

At that very moment, a powerful figure from beyond the continent—Wei Yuan—happily passed by.

In the scene, a young man with a tall and upright posture and an extraordinary temperament appears.

He had just returned from the Yin-Yang Well of Sunset Forest, holding in his hands a top-grade immortal herb that shimmered with divine light and exuded a rich fragrance.

He saw Ning Yu being ostracized, saw the indomitable flame in the boy's eyes, and saw through the infinite possibilities hidden beneath his "failed" martial soul.

Wei Yuan, appreciating his talent and pitying his fate, took him in as a disciple.

Amidst the disdainful gazes of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School members, Wei Yuan walked up to Ning Yu and handed him the immortal herb.

This herb, named the Qiluo Tulip, is the king of celestial herbs. Consuming it can transform one's martial spirit, allowing it to be reborn from the ashes.

Ning Yu trembled as he took the immortal herb and, encouraged by Wei Yuan, swallowed it in one gulp.

A miracle happened in no time!
"hold head high--!!!"

A deafening dragon roar erupted from Ning Yu's body!

The Seven Treasure Glazed Lizard Martial Soul behind Ning Yu shattered inch by inch under the medicinal power of the immortal herb.

Instead, a phantom of a divine dragon, cast from nine-colored glazed glass, soared into the sky!

On the divine dragon, nine precious pearls shone brightly, perfectly flawless, and exceptionally sacred!

Everyone in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was stunned by this scene, their faces filled with shock and regret.

[Martial Soul Evolution, Shackles Removed]

Wei Yuan then took his disciple Ning Yu and traveled across the ocean to the Sun and Moon Continent.

There, Ning Yu continued to grow, establishing a new sect—the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect—and swearing an oath to be loyal to the Sun and Moon Royal Family that had accepted him for generations.

The picture freezes.

On one side is the ancient Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, which, due to arrogance and prejudice, personally shut out a hope that could have led the school to perfection.

On the other side, the newly established Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School took root and flourished on the Sun and Moon Continent, becoming a pillar of unwavering loyalty and protection for the royal family.

The narration from the sky provided the final summary.

One choice led to two different destinies.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School missed its chance to evolve and stagnated for 20,000 years.

Those from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School seized the hope of new life, following Wei Yuan to the Sun Moon Empire to establish the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School.

[Same origin, different fates—a truly lamentable situation.]

Wow——!
The truth has come to light!
The entire Douluo Continent was in an uproar!

"My God! So... so the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School was a branch off from our Douluo Continent!"

"We ourselves... drove away the 'divine martial soul'?!"

(This "god-level martial soul" is an adjective and should not be taken literally.)

"How foolish and arrogant were the ancestors of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!"

Inside the Qibao Glazed Sect.

"Pfft!"

Ning Fengzhi could no longer hold on and knelt down.

This sect leader, who was always known for his elegance and wisdom, was now in tears and appeared to be insane.

"My ancestors have misled me! My ancestors have misled me!!!"

Ning Fengzhi let out a mournful cry, like the lament of a cuckoo crying blood.

It turns out that the sect's greatest regret was not the flaws in the Heavenly Dao, but the calamities caused by human actions!

It was the shortsightedness and narrow-mindedness of our ancestors that personally severed the path for the sect to reach its peak!
Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong were also pale-faced. They looked at Ning Fengzhi kneeling on the ground and crying, and felt a mix of emotions.

Their sect's history, which they were so proud of, now seems like a huge joke.

Buried in the coffin in the sky.

Wei Yuan looked at the sky, a hint of reminiscence in his eyes.

“Ning Yu… that child certainly did not disappoint me.”

Ten thousand years have passed, and the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School has developed to such an extent. Excellent, excellent.

Wei Yuan's gaze seemed to pierce through time and space.

He saw that the younger generation on the Sun and Moon Continent, who also shared the surname "Ning," standing side by side with his descendant, Wei Tianchen.

"A good match is one where the families are of similar social standing."

Wei Yuan nodded in satisfaction.

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