Douluo Continent: The Evil Tiger Subdues the Eight Desolations, and Marries Zhu Zhuqing

The legend... is actually true!

The supreme glory recorded in the sect's scriptures, which existed only in the era of their ancestors, has actually reappeared before their very eyes today!

"Boom!"

A nine-story, several-meter-tall glazed pagoda, radiating nine-colored light, sacred and majestic, floated silently behind Ning Fengzhi!

The moment it appeared, the entire side hall seemed to submit to its majesty!

The pain in Ning Fengzhi's body had long since disappeared.

Instead, it brings unprecedented comfort and power!

He could feel that his martial spirit, his body, and his soul had all undergone a complete transformation!

He slowly opened his eyes, feeling the surging soul power within his body, which was at least twice as strong as before. Then he slowly turned his head and looked at the dreamlike nine-story pagoda behind him.

Tears instantly blurred his vision.

"Ancestors above... I, Ning Fengzhi, have done it..."

He murmured to himself, his voice choked with emotion.

The next second, he turned around abruptly and looked at the young man in the main seat who had remained calm throughout.

Without any hesitation!

"thump!"

Ning Fengzhi knelt down on both knees and performed a full prostration to Lin Ye!

This time, his movements showed no sign of reluctance or unwillingness.

Only the deepest, most fervent worship and the most complete surrender from the bottom of one's heart!

"Ning Fengzhi, on behalf of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, thanks Young Master for his life-saving grace!"

"From this day forward, we, the Seven Treasures Hall, are willing to go through fire and water for our young master, even unto death!"

"May those who harbor disloyal intentions be condemned by Heaven and Earth!!"

Ning Fengzhi's voice echoed in the empty side hall.

Every word was filled with fervor and determination.

Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo behind him were also suddenly jolted awake from their extreme shock.

They exchanged a glance and saw the same horror and ecstasy in each other's eyes.

Nine-Jeweled Glazed Pagoda!

The curse that had plagued the sect for thousands of years had actually been broken!

What does this mean?

This means that the direct disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will no longer be limited to the seventh ring! They can strive to become Soul Douluo, or even Title Douluo!

This means that Ning Fengzhi will become the first sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School in the past hundred years to break through the level 80 in soul power!

This means that the future of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will have unlimited possibilities!

All of this was a gift from this teenager!

A divine product!

That Qiluo tulip was truly a legendary celestial plant!

Thinking of this, Sword Douluo Chen Xin's old face instantly turned bright red.

He remembered that he had just doubted Lin Ye and even had murderous thoughts towards him!

What the hell have I done to be so stupid!

They casually produced such a heaven-defying immortal item that could change the fate of a sect; their vision was truly extraordinary!

How could I possibly have used such a petty mind to judge him?

They have utterly disgraced their ancestors!

"thump!"

"thump!"

Without any communication, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo made the same choice as Ning Fengzhi.

They knelt on one knee, lowering their knees—knees that, as titled Douluo, had never bent before anyone.

"Sword Douluo Chen Xin!"

"The Ancient Banyan Tree of Bone Douluo!"

"I am willing to die for my young lord!"

This time, their voices no longer contained any humiliation or resentment, only the purest awe and submission.

In the face of absolute miracles, any pride seems so laughable and powerless.

Lin Ye looked at the three people kneeling at his feet and smiled with satisfaction.

This is exactly the effect he wanted.

What does verbal surrender mean?

What he wanted was for these people to develop an indelible sense of awe and dependence on him from the very core of their being and from the depths of their souls!

Only in this way can Qibaotang truly be used by him.

"Get up, everyone."

Lin Ye spoke calmly, his voice carrying an irresistible air of authority.

"From now on, we're all on the same side, no need for all this formalities."

"Thank you, young master!"

Ning Fengzhi and the other two then dared to stand up.

Ning Fengzhi carefully retrieved his newly transformed Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda. Feeling the unprecedented power within his body, he looked at Lin Ye with the same fervor one would show a god.

"Master Ning, how are you feeling?" Lin Ye asked casually.

"Reporting to Young Master!" Ning Fengzhi's voice trembled with excitement.

"I feel... better than ever before! My soul power has broken through to level eighty-one! Moreover, I can feel that the auxiliary abilities of my martial soul have increased by at least thirty percent!"

Thirty percent!

Upon hearing this number, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo were once again shocked!

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda is the number one support-type martial soul in the world. With its assistance, their strength can be greatly enhanced.

Now, having evolved into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, its support capabilities have increased by a staggering 30%!

What does this mean?

This means that, with Ning Fengzhi's assistance, the two of them, both titled Douluo at level 90 or above, could even dare to challenge a peak Douluo at level 98 if they joined forces!

This is simply defying the heavens!

"Hmm, not bad."

Lin Ye nodded indifferently, as if it were just a trivial matter.

His nonchalant demeanor instilled in Ning Fengzhi and the other two a sense of awe and reverence for him.

If he can be so indifferent to such a miracle, just how many secrets does this young master still hold?

Just how terrifying is his strength?

I can't even imagine it, I absolutely can't imagine it!

"Alright, now that the matter is settled, you should all go back." Lin Ye stood up, stretched, and

"Remember what you said today."

"I, Lin Ye, never mistreat my own people, but I will never tolerate betrayal."

"Anyone who dares to do anything underhanded behind my back..."

Lin Ye didn't finish his sentence, but his cold gaze sent a chill down Ning Fengzhi and the other two's spines.

"We dare not!" the three men quickly bowed and said in unison.

"Okay, go ahead."

Lin Ye waved his hand, as if shooing away flies.

Ning Fengzhi and the other two felt as if they had been granted a pardon. After bowing to Lin Ye and Zhu Zhuqing once again, they carefully withdrew from the side hall.

It wasn't until they stepped out of the Papal Palace and breathed in the fresh air that the three of them felt as if they had been pulled out of the water, their bodies drenched in cold sweat.

"Huff... huff..."

Gu Rong, the Bone Douluo, leaned against a huge stone pillar, panting heavily, looking like he was still shaken.

"Good heavens, being around this young master is just too much pressure!"

Sword Douluo Chen Xin remained silent, only wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

Ning Fengzhi looked up at the towering Papal Palace, his eyes filled with excitement and emotion.

"Uncle Bone, Uncle Sword," he said slowly, his voice hoarse with excitement.

"We...won the bet!"

Yes, we won the bet!

A colossal gamble that stakes the future of the entire sect!

They not only won, but won big!

"Feng Zhi, you...you believed him from the very beginning?" Sword Douluo couldn't help but ask.