Douluo Continent: All I Do Is Destroy Rings is Skill.

Chapter 375 This is what you call buying your life!

Time passed quickly, and two full days went by for Huo Yuhao. Meanwhile, the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School also held a grand meeting.

The conference was held in the sect's main hall. Ning Wuque, dressed in plain clothes, was sitting on the side with Ning Tian and Wu Feng. To their right were Ning Fengxiao, who was in the main seat, and his wife, Yu Yeming.

Gu Long and Dugu Qingxuan sat to the right of the main seat, with a small table in front of them and two mortal maids serving tea beside them.

As they strolled leisurely along, representatives from various sects and clans arrived at the main hall, led by their leaders, and took their seats according to custom.

The atmosphere in the main hall suddenly became extremely solemn and somber, making Xiao Hongchen, who was usually quite carefree, feel extremely uncomfortable.

He and his sister sat at a table next to Ning Wuque and his two companions; it was a guest seat.

"Brother, you seem really serious."

Quietly, Meng Hongchen used her soul power to force her voice into a line and transmit it to her brother Xiao Hongchen's ears. The atmosphere here was almost like a court session in the imperial palace, and even court sessions had never been this serious.

Family members come and go, doing only two things:

Join the group and take your seats.

That was it. They didn't even chat with each other. They just lowered their heads slightly, closed their eyes to rest, or stared straight ahead, without even glancing around.

Meng Hongchen felt a chill run down her spine; it was too quiet!

"I don't know—maybe this is just the norm in the major sects of Douluo Continent. After all, what we're going to talk about today is a major event concerning the entire sect. Just wait and see."

Xiao Hongchen replied in a forced tone, then silently turned his gaze forward. Apart from the two elderly people in front of him occasionally taking a sip of tea, no one made any other moves in the entire venue for more than ten minutes.

With another turn of his head, even Ning Wuque remained seated cross-legged, respectfully refraining from moving. However, in Xiao Hongchen's eyes, his movements appeared somewhat practiced.

It's like—this isn't the first time they've done this? I'm a little curious.

Soon, just as Xiao Hongchen and Meng Hongchen were observing and getting used to the atmosphere, a few minutes later, exactly half an hour after Ning Fengxiao took his seat in the main seat, his voice slowly rang out in the empty and quiet hall: "Everyone, it's not too late to get up and leave now. As the old saying goes, 'Better to have the villagers than the bandits.' I, Ning, will not blame you for giving up or opposing, because you also have to take responsibility for your families and your bloodlines."

Ning Fengxiao's voice was very calm, with no hint of blame in it, but rather gentle and refined. However, he suddenly raised his voice in the second half of his sentence, becoming very serious and loud: "But! Once the war begins, it won't be as easy for you to leave as it is now! This matter concerns the future and continuation of the sect's lineage, and there's no room for hesitation or childishness!"

Running away is not shameful; what is shameful is betrayal and hesitation!

After a long while, a Soul Douluo who was nearly a hundred years old slowly stood up. He was an elder of one of the guardian families under the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, and also the strongest person in his family.

He slowly rose, bowed to Ning Fengxiao on the main seat, and said, "My Dao family has been in the sect for 1,232 years, experiencing three periods of rise and fall. Even though there is no Soul Saint among our clans, the sect has never considered expelling us. In fact, we have generously provided financial support and assistance."

"On this occasion, I have sent all the children under the age of twelve in my clan to the countryside to be protected by their families. The clan now has two Soul Douluos, four Soul Saints, eleven Soul Emperors, and several other Soul Masters remaining. They are willing to go through fire and water for the sect without hesitation!"

Once someone takes the lead, others will follow suit.

As the old man finished speaking, another elderly Title Douluo stood up: "Under my arrangement, the Xu family has already taken care of their affairs. Now, the descendants within the clan are willing to live and die with the sect!"

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"The Huang family has been in the sect for two thousand years. Does the sect leader intend to drive us away? My second son is not the kind of person who would be afraid of death. As the saying goes, every citizen has a responsibility for the rise and fall of the nation. Although the sect is not the country, it is our family! How can those who abandon their family and flee face their ancestors?!"

"Although the Liu family has only been a member of the sect for a little over two hundred years, the sect has been extremely kind to us. My son has achieved his current Soul Saint strength thanks to the sect's support. If the sect leader doesn't mind, I would like my son to take advantage of these two years to have a child to continue the lineage and contribute to the sect's glory!"

More and more family leaders who had completely joined the sect stood up to pledge their loyalty to Ning Fengxiao, and some even made jokes.

Without exception, none of them intended to escape or leave the sect.

If this is true for these smaller clans, then it goes without saying that those families deeply rooted in the sect and already deeply bound to the Ning family are even more so. They have lived in the sect for thousands of years, and their ancestors have all served as the second-in-command of the entire sect.

To say that the sect is my family is a complete exaggeration.

Besides, the sect now has a Chosen One. If they win this war, their names will be remembered for generations! Why run away from such a once-in-a-lifetime, sure-win situation?

If their time in the sect was the foundation they left behind, then Ning Wuque was the soil that buried that foundation deep within.

"Good! Good! Good indeed! Please sit down, everyone. I appreciate your kindness, so I have decided that before this conference begins, I will open the sect's treasury to the fullest. Guards, present the gifts!"

Snap~ Snap~

At the head of the table, Ning Fengxiao clapped his hands twice, and everyone immediately fell silent after he gestured for them to sit down.

The scene went from noisy to quiet in just two seconds. After that, all that could be heard was Ning Fengxiao's loud second half of his sentence and the lingering sound of a slap.

Tap tap tap~

Footsteps approached one after another, and several masked guards slowly descended from the second floor of the main hall, each holding a gift box in one hand.

They moved in perfect unison, like two rows of fish swimming past the seats on both sides, placing the gift boxes in their hands, with almost no pauses.

After placing the gift boxes down, they walked directly out through the main gate of the sect's main hall. As the last gift box was dropped, the guards also left through the wide-open gate.

After they left, Ning Fengxiao's voice rang out: "These boxes contain the essence pills that I carefully selected from precious and powerful medicines, and which were personally refined by the previous sect leader of the Xuanming Sect."

The sole function of these potent medicinal essences is to increase soul power level and promote beneficial mutations in martial souls, thereby raising soul power level!

The crowd gasped in surprise. A dozen or so old men stared wide-eyed at the gift boxes on the table in front of them, along with the middle-aged and young people beside them.

This sect leader's life-saving money—it's amazing!

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