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

All the elders and deacons were so moved that tears streamed down their faces. They hugged each other, jumped and danced, completely losing their usual dignity and composure.

The frustration and gloom brought about by submitting to the Spirit Hall were completely swept away at this moment!

Surrender?

humiliation?

Fuck it!

They would do anything to allow their sect's martial spirit to evolve!

"Sect Leader is awesome!!"

I don't know who shouted it first.

This simple, direct, and heartfelt statement instantly ignited the entire audience!

"The sect leader is amazing!!"

"The sect leader is amazing!!"

The shouts, as loud as a mountain and as powerful as a tsunami, resounded throughout the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!

Hearing the enthusiastic cheers around him and feeling the adoring gazes of the crowd, Ning Fengzhi felt a surge of pride in his heart.

He knew that from this moment on, his prestige within the sect had reached an unprecedented peak, and perhaps one that would never be surpassed in the future!

And all of this was given to me by that man!

He gestured for everyone to quiet down again.

"Everyone, I know you're excited, and I'm excited too."

"However, the person we should be most grateful to for our current situation and for the unprecedented changes in our sect over the past thousand years is neither me nor our ancestors."

Ning Fengzhi's expression became extremely serious and devout.

"It is our young master, the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, His Highness Lin Ye!"

He recounted his experiences in the Spirit Hall to everyone in detail.

When everyone heard that Lin Ye had casually taken out a divine herb and cured the sect's martial spirit defect, they were all stunned once again.

He just casually... produced a divine item?

I grass!

Just what kind of extraordinary person is this young master?!

This scale and vision are simply unprecedented!

"So, starting today!"

Ning Fengzhi's voice became incredibly loud and firm!

"Our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is officially renamed the Seven Treasure Hall!"

"Our Seven Treasures Hall will forever be loyal to our young master Lin Ye! And loyal to the Spirit Hall!"

"This is an order! And it is also the highest honor for my Seven Treasures Hall!"

"We obey the orders of our sect leader—no, our hall master!"

"To die for the young master! To die for the Spirit Hall!"

This time, no one raised the slightest objection.

Everyone's face was filled with fervor and pride!

They could already foresee what a glorious future their Seven Treasures Hall would achieve under the leadership of that god-like young master!

The events at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School swept across the entire Douluo Continent in just a few days!

At first, when people heard the news that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School had also submitted to the Spirit Hall, they were shocked, but not too surprised.

After all, even the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, one of the three great sects, had knelt down, so it seemed reasonable for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan to kneel down as well.

The Spirit Hall's march toward unifying the continent is now unstoppable.

However, when subsequent messages came one after another, the entire continent was in an uproar!

"Have you heard? The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School didn't submit under duress; they surrendered willingly!"

"Willingly? How could that be! That old fox Ning Fengzhi is extremely protective of his reputation, how could he possibly..."

"You wouldn't know this! Lin Ye, the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, casually gifted Ning Fengzhi a celestial plant!"

"A divine item?! Holy crap! Really?!"

"It's absolutely true! It's said that after Ning Fengzhi consumed that immortal herb, their sect's Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, which had been passed down for over a thousand years, instantly evolved into the legendary Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda!"

"What?! A nine... nine-jeweled glazed pagoda?! Isn't that something from a myth?!"

"Who can argue with that! It's said that Ning Fengzhi's soul power also broke through to level eighty on the spot!"

This news ignited the entire Soul Master community across the continent!

Nine-Jeweled Glazed Pagoda!

The martial soul defect that had plagued the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School for over a thousand years was actually cured casually by the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall?!

This is not just a matter of being powerful!

In an instant, all the Soul Masters on the continent went mad!

Those sects that were previously observing, hesitating, or even secretly uniting to resist the Spirit Hall instantly extinguished all their inappropriate thoughts upon hearing this news.

resistance?

Resist my ass!

The Spirit Hall not only possesses overwhelming military power, but now they even have such heaven-defying and fate-altering methods!

Following the Spirit Hall will not only save your life, but also bring you tremendous benefits!

Only a fool would go against the Spirit Hall!

Then, a comical scene unfolded that caught everyone off guard.

Previously, the various sects had ignored the invitation from the Spirit Hall, but now they were all rushing to Spirit City with their sect leaders and elders carrying generous gifts, fearing that if they arrived late, they wouldn't even get a sip of soup.

For a time, the official road leading to Wuhun City was bustling with traffic and crowded with people.

If you didn't know better, you'd think Wuhun City was holding some kind of grand festival celebration.

Wuhun City, the Pope's Palace.

Bibi Dong sat high on the papal throne, listening to the reports from the elders below. A satisfied smile appeared on her usually icy face.

"Your Holiness the Pope, today, thirty-seven sects, including the Wind and Fire Sect, have come to submit their declarations of allegiance."

A cardinal respectfully reported to the leader, his voice filled with undisguised excitement and pride.

"Okay, I understand."

Bibi Dong nodded lightly, but her gaze involuntarily drifted to the young man who was lying lazily in a rocking chair not far away, being fed grapes by Zhu Zhuqing.

All of this is thanks to him.

From hunting down Tang Hao, to coercing the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, and then to completely subjugating the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan with a single immortal herb.

This man accomplished in just a few months what several generations of popes of the Spirit Hall had failed to achieve.

Without shedding blood, the world's hearts were won over.

His methods, his mind, and his strength far exceeded her imagination.

Sometimes, Bibi Dong even had a kind of illusion.

Is he really a young man under twenty?

Sensing Bibi Dong's gaze, Lin Ye lazily opened his eyes and smiled slightly at her.

"Teacher, why are you looking at me? Is there something on my face?"

As he spoke, he opened his mouth and ate the other grape that Zhu Zhuqing handed him.

Zhu Zhuqing rolled her eyes at him. This guy was still so disrespectful in front of His Holiness the Pope.

Bibi Dong looked at his lazy appearance and felt both annoyed and amused.

She waved her hand, signaling the cardinal to step down, before rising from her throne and slowly walking towards Lin Ye.

A noble and captivating fragrance wafted into Lin Ye's nostrils.

"You seem to have a lot of free time."

Bibi Dong looked down at him, her tone revealing a barely perceptible doting affection.

"Right now, sects from all over the continent are practically wearing down the threshold of Spirit City, but you, the instigator, are slacking off here."

"Hehe, the capable should do more," Lin Ye chuckled, patting the seat next to him.

"These are minor matters; we can leave them to the staff. The teacher has worked so hard for so long; it's time for her to rest."

Bibi Dong looked at his grinning face and shook her head helplessly, but still did as she was told and sat down on the other chair next to him.