Douluo Continent: Transmigrating into Qian Xunji, Tang San is Tang San's Daughter

Ning Fengzhi, whose cultivation was the weakest, turned pale instantly.

If Yuan Lie hadn't reacted quickly and released the Ironback Ape's soul power to shield him,

He was almost overwhelmed by that aura and knelt down on the spot.

"This guy... he seems several times more terrifying than the rumors suggest?"

"This... aura... is it really Contra?" Ning Zhen gripped his wine glass tightly, his palms already sweating.

Qian Xunji's last appearance was as Contra, how come he has changed so much now?

Yu Yuanzhen's originally arrogant gaze became extremely solemn. He could feel that the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul that he was so proud of was actually... trembling?

This is an instinctive reaction that only occurs when encountering the bloodline suppression of a superior.

"You have come from afar, which is an honor for the Spirit Hall."

I have recently made some minor breakthroughs, and therefore some aspects of myself have changed. Please forgive me.

Qian Xunji walked to the head seat, but instead of sitting down, he looked down at the group of "sugar daddies" with their various expressions, a playful smile curving his lips.

He casually picked up the glass of red wine handed to him by the maid and gently swirled it.

"I know that you all have gone through so much trouble to come to Spirit City for that exceptionally talented child."

Speaking of which... she's very cute.

Very...well-behaved.

"What a pretty little girl."

Qian Xunji's voice was deep and magnetic, but to everyone else it carried an undeniable air of authority.

Upon hearing this, the sect leaders and the emperors of the two great empires began to have their own ideas.

It's a girl....

If this were to be combined with one's own bloodline and produce offspring, wouldn't that last for thousands of generations?

"However, as I clearly stated in my letter, that child's martial soul is the extremely evil and poisonous Death and Soul-Devouring Twin Spider Emperors."

"Our Spirit Hall has always upheld the principles of righteousness, and we are indeed unable to provide her with the most suitable guidance."

Qian Xunji sighed dramatically, feigning deep sorrow and selflessness:

"In order not to bury this gifted talent, I have decided to reluctantly part with her and entrust her to a truly capable and established force that can nurture her."

"His Holiness the Pope is truly virtuous!"

Ning Zhen of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School immediately stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said loudly,

"Although my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is a support-type sect, in terms of sect foundation and resources, I believe it is second to none in the world."

"If this woman can be entrusted to my sect for training, I, Ning, guarantee that with the full strength of our sect, we will ensure she becomes a top-tier expert renowned throughout the continent!"

"You're talking nonsense!"

Yu Yuanzhen, with his fiery temper, interrupted him directly.

"Ning Zhen, you're teaching a support-type beast spirit, do you want to ruin that genius?"

This child was born to join the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan!

Upon learning it was a girl, Yu Yuanzhen became even more determined to have her, planning to cultivate a relationship between her and his son, Yu Xiaogang.

He genuinely wanted to use the sect's name to make his son the biggest beneficiary.

Seeing that the two were about to start fighting at the banquet, the emperors of the two empires and Tang Zhen could not hold back and prepared to get involved.

"Alright, everyone."

Qian Xunji slightly raised his hand, and with just a casual movement, the faint pressure of the fallen angel instantly enveloped the entire scene, forcefully silencing everyone's voices.

"Tonight is a welcoming banquet, a time to talk about romance and not about belonging."

Qian Xunji looked at this group of "fat sheep" who had completely lost their senses, and his mind was racing with calculations.

If Bibi Dong were here right now, seeing this group of top mainland bigwigs arguing heatedly over bringing her, the "Living Ancestor of the Rakshasa God," home, I wonder what she would think?

It was an absurd yet perfect comedy.

"That child has just arrived in Wuhun City and is quite tired from the journey. He needs to rest well tonight."

Chihiro downed the glass of red wine in one gulp, a flawless, elegant smile on her face.

"Please be patient, everyone. We will have a meeting in the Papal Palace tomorrow morning to officially and publicly decide on the child's fate."

"Remember, I will not make any promises, I only want to see your...sincerity" towards this child."

Qian Xunji deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of the two characters "sincerity".

Everyone present was a seasoned shrew, and they immediately understood the subtext of His Holiness the Pope's words.

This is not a matter of entrusting a genius with a prize; it is clearly a high-priced auction held without any visible conflict.

Seeing the fervent, determined look in everyone's eyes—a look of pure determination, even a readiness to rush back and raise funds overnight—Qian Xunji's smile deepened.

Jie Jie Jie...

Dear generous sponsors, have a good night's sleep tonight.

Tomorrow, I'll not only empty your wallets,

And I'll personally deliver that nuclear bomb, which could explode at any moment, into your beds.

......

In the dead of night, curfew had already been imposed in Wuhun City.

However, in this city shrouded in divine light,

Inside the top-tier VIP villa belonging to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School of the Heaven Dou Empire, the lights were still on.

Inside the room, the current sect leader, Ning Zhen, was sitting at a large rosewood table.

His hands moved swiftly, manipulating a pure gold abacus.

The clinking of the abacus beads sounded particularly crisp in the quiet night, even carrying a hint of anxiety.

Fourteen or fifteen-year-old Ning Fengzhi stood to the side, holding a thick sect account book in his hands, his brows furrowed.

"Father,"

Ning Fengzhi turned a page of the bill and lowered his voice,

"Although we brought enough working capital and two ten-thousand-year-old soul bones as backup, we're still probably a bit short of what we need to swallow that genius with twin martial souls in one gulp."

Judging from the atmosphere tonight, everyone is prepared to spend a lot of money. Although we are wealthy, what truly earns the attention of the Spirit Hall is...

It doesn't have a significant advantage.

Ning Zhen paused in his actions, rubbing his temples in frustration.

"That old scoundrel Yu Yuanzhen, usually so stingy, has definitely gone all out this time."

That's a twin martial soul! Feng Zhi, as long as this talent doesn't wither away...

It's not just about the inheritance of martial spirits,

She herself is destined to be a powerful figure who can influence the future of the continent.

Ning Zhen let out a long sigh.

"Our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is so poor that all we have left is money; the only thing we lack is top-tier martial arts to keep things in check."

Although Uncle Yuan was loyal, his talent was limited, and he was already quite old.

If someone else really takes it away, within thirty years, our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's position as the second-best sect in the world will probably depend on someone else's whim."

Ning Zhen gritted his teeth, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes:

"If all else fails, we'll mortgage the deeds to the three most profitable commercial streets in Tiandou City. No matter what, we must win this battle tomorrow, even if it means selling everything we own."

Just as the father and son were racking their brains over tomorrow's "sky-high priced blind box",

Suddenly, a deep, gruff voice, deliberately lowered, came from outside the door:

"Sect Master, a distinguished guest has arrived late at night."

He said...he can solve your immediate problem.