Douluo V: Starting with daily check-ins, I'm trying to trick Xiao Wu into becoming my wife.

High in the sky, two figures slowly landed.

The moment Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo revealed their auras, the two Soul Saints facing each other in front of the hall suddenly stiffened, their backs tightening.

The overwhelming pressure emanating from the Title Douluo level instantly swept over his entire body, along with the deep-seated awe etched into the soul master's instincts.

They dared not hesitate for a moment, and almost reflexively bent both knees and knelt heavily on one knee, their posture extremely respectful.

"Your subordinate greets you both!"

The deep, respectful sounds of bowing echoed throughout the square.

Ao Yin, who was standing to the side, saw this and a slight look of surprise flashed across his eyes.

grown ups?

In the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, a place with strict rules and clear hierarchy, there are only a handful of people in the entire school who can command such respect and deference from two peak Soul Saints who sit in the main hall and are at the half-step Soul Douluo level.

He understood immediately, then calmly turned around to face the two familiar figures slowly approaching, and raised his hand to gently cup his hands in greeting.

"I've met Bone Douluo, and I've met Sword Douluo."

Ao Yin chuckled inwardly.

These two had been hiding high in the sky, silently observing the battle from beginning to end, testing each other.

Now that he has finally shown his face, it means that this entrance test specifically for him has come to a complete end.

Next, he should be able to meet Ning Rongrong, as well as Ning Fengzhi, the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Although he bowed respectfully to the two top experts of the continent, Ao Yin remained upright and dignified throughout, showing no intention of bending over, kneeling, or bowing his head.

In his proud spirit, there was never any rule about kneeling to people casually.

But this scene, witnessed by the two kneeling Soul Saints beside them, instantly terrified them, sending chills down their spines and causing them to break out in a cold sweat.

The Spear Soul Saint immediately shouted in a deep voice, his tone full of fear and urgency: "Insolence! Boy, upon seeing your master, why don't you kneel down and pay your respects immediately!"

Golden Shield Soul Saint was also greatly shocked, his eyes filled with the look of someone looking at a dead man.

A mere fourth-ring Soul Master, facing two Title Douluos standing at the pinnacle of the continent, merely offered a perfunctory bow, unable to even perform the most basic act of respect. He was utterly arrogant and ignorant!

The two of them had already automatically filled in the blanks for the ending in their minds.

Anyone who dares to defy or disrespect an adult will have their soul power stripped and be expelled from the sect, even if they don't die, resulting in a miserable end.

In particular, the sinister and unpredictable Bone Douluo dislikes the arrogance of the younger generation.

In their view, Ao Yin's actions were nothing short of courting death.

After all, in the vast Douluo Continent, Title Douluo are the existences standing at the very top of the pyramid. There are only a dozen or so in the entire continent, and they are the supreme existences that countless Soul Masters cannot reach even if they spend their entire lives.

Countless Soul Saints and Soul Douluos bowed their heads in awe and dared not act rashly upon seeing it.

The two Soul Saints were already prepared to sit back and wait for Ao Yin to be severely punished, quietly waiting to watch a good show of impending disaster.

But what happened the next second left them completely stunned and speechless.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin gazed at the young man before him with gentle eyes, his eyes filled with appreciation and approval. He spoke slowly, his voice clear and resonant.

"At such a young age, his combat power is extraordinary, his temperament is calm, and his pride is unyielding. He is truly remarkable."

"I knew I hadn't misjudged you. No wonder Rongrong favors you so much and thinks about you all the time."

Gu Rong, standing to the side, stroked his beard and chuckled, taking over the conversation with unwavering certainty: "With your talent, temperament, and courage, you are fully worthy of the apple of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's eye. We two old folks unanimously approve of your marriage to Rongrong! You are fully qualified to be the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's son-in-law!"

Marriage? Son-in-law?

These four short words, like a thunderclap from the heavens, exploded in the minds of the two Soul Saints!

hiss--!

The two gasped, their bodies trembling violently. The color drained from their faces instantly, leaving them filled with extreme regret and panic.

It turns out that this seemingly ordinary fourth-ring youth was actually a distinguished guest personally brought back to the sect by Ning Rongrong!

Moreover, he is the sect's prospective son-in-law, personally approved and tacitly agreed upon by the two adults!

Their actions of making things difficult for them, verbally driving them away, and even using their Martial Soul Fusion Technique to attack them with all their might were blatant acts of insubordination and courting death!

They're like frogs in a well, arrogant and self-important, bringing a terrible disaster upon themselves!

If they had been slightly careless in the fight just now, and had seriously injured or even killed this future son-in-law, they wouldn't have enough lives to compensate for it!

The two suddenly understood.

Only a young prodigy with extraordinary talent, unparalleled pride, and the ability to become stronger when facing stronger opponents is worthy of the beloved young lady of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Overwhelmed by immense fear, the two Soul Saints were in a state of panic, frantically racking their brains for a way to remedy the situation, wanting only to apologize and admit their mistakes as soon as possible to avert this catastrophic crisis.

Just as the two were at a loss and extremely anxious, a warm, magnetic, and authoritative voice slowly emanated from the depths of the solemn main hall, clearly echoing throughout the entire square.

"Uncle Bone, Uncle Sword."

"Brother Ao Yin is a distinguished guest whom I specially invited. Why are you keeping him outside the hall for his trial? Making our guest stand outside for so long is extremely impolite."

Upon hearing this voice, Ao Yin instantly understood.

The person who could speak calmly in the main hall of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and who was also Ning Rongrong's closest elder, must be the leader of this top-tier sect, Ning Rongrong's biological father—Ning Fengzhi.

The two titled Douluo outside the hall exchanged a smile upon hearing the sound, their eyes filled with helplessness and gentleness.

The next second, Gu Rong waved his hand, and the power of space instantly enveloped Ao Yin and the other two, and a flash of light and shadow appeared.

The three figures vanished from the spot, and the magnificent and imposing main hall of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School slowly closed.

On the plaza, the two Soul Saints who had been kneeling and holding their breath finally let out a long breath, their tense muscles completely relaxing, their backs already soaked with cold sweat.

Good luck!

Fortunately, Ao Yin was broad-minded and did not hold a grudge against the two reckless men, nor did he pursue the matter of their earlier offense.

If the other party insists on pursuing the matter, given his status as the prospective son-in-law, a single word from him could instantly wipe out their positions and lives.

Still shaken, the two secretly made up their minds.

If you ever see Ao Yin again, you must put aside all pride and sincerely apologize and admit your mistakes.

Even if the Soul Saint apologizes to the Soul Sect and loses face, it's better than losing his life and his job.

In a sect, knowing how to humble oneself and admit mistakes is the key to long-term survival.

Just as the two were secretly reviewing their actions and filled with lingering fear, two slender, fair hands quietly landed on their shoulders.

A clear, melodious, bell-like girl's laughter rang out softly: "Thank you both for your hard work, uncles. You didn't give my brother Ao a hard time while you were on duty, did you?"

It's Ning Rongrong!

The two Soul Saints trembled again, their hearts tightening suddenly. They waved their hands repeatedly, not daring to hesitate for a moment.

"No, no! We would never dare to neglect our honored guests! We were merely on duty as usual, and had absolutely no intention of making things difficult for them!"

Seeing their flustered and embarrassed appearance, Ning Rongrong couldn't help but smile.

"Okay, I was just asking casually, why are you all so nervous?"

"I'm going to the main hall to find Brother Ao first!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the girl skipped and hopped lightly, running nimbly towards the depths of the main hall.

The two Soul Saints stood there, looking at each other, still feeling a chill down their spines and filled with trepidation.

Everyone knows that this little witch from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, though seemingly lively and charming, is actually very shrewd and holds grudges.

If she keeps this to herself, even a few casual remarks from her in the future will be enough to torment them and make them suffer greatly.

But upon closer reflection, Ning Rongrong was poised and gentle, completely unlike her usual willful and capricious nature.

The two of them sighed inwardly.

Having returned from this training trip, the young lady has indeed grown and transformed a lot. She is now calm and reserved, and has shed much of her spoiled and childish nature.

Meanwhile, inside the magnificent main hall of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

The hall is adorned with carved beams and painted rafters, exuding a spiritual aura. Its elegant and grand furnishings showcase the immense power and profound heritage of the three top sects.

Ao Yin followed the two into the hall, and looking up, he finally saw Ning Fengzhi, the legendary sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

He was elegant and refined, with a calm and composed demeanor. He exuded the composure of a great sect leader, and every gesture he made was a display of great style.

Ao Yin, with impeccable manners, bowed slightly and said, "Ao Yin greets Sect Leader Ning."

Ning Fengzhi witnessed the entire incident that had just occurred in front of the palace.

His gaze toward Ao Yin was filled with admiration and approval. He nodded slightly, without any unnecessary pleasantries or preamble. His actions were swift and decisive, getting straight to the point.

"Ao Yin, Rongrong has mentioned to me many times that you are proficient in a unique hidden weapon technique."

"Would you be willing to cooperate deeply with my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?"

Ao Yin smiled faintly.

As expected, the Grand Master acted decisively, getting straight to the point.

This was precisely his core purpose in coming to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Without the slightest hesitation, he reached out and took out a meticulously drawn and detailed blueprint from his robes—a complete illustrated guide to the making of the Zhuge Divine Crossbow.

With a gentle toss, the blueprint flew steadily toward Ning Fengzhi.

He remained calm and composed throughout, displaying a magnanimous demeanor, as if the [Zhuge Divine Crossbow Crafting Guide] was merely an insignificant item.

Even Ning Fengzhi, who was used to seeing rare and precious materials and peerless secret manuals, was slightly surprised at this moment.

He quickly reached out and caught the illustration book steadily, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Before the two sides had even agreed on the terms and finalized the cooperation, the other party was so generous as to hand over the core blueprints of the hidden weapon, demonstrating a boldness and vision far beyond that of ordinary people.

However, he was, after all, the leader of a sect, and his composure was extraordinary.

Holding the illustrated guide, he did not rush to open it for examination, but instead gazed intently at Ao Yin, waiting for him to continue speaking.

Ao Yin remained calm and did not initiate any negotiation.

Seeing this, Ning Fengzhi chuckled and said with utmost sincerity, "The art of hidden weapons is enough to make up for the shortcomings of my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's combat strength, and it is related to the survival of the sect."

"Our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is extremely sincere and is willing to offer one million gold soul coins as an initial reward for this cooperation!"

Ao Yin was slightly taken aback.

A million gold soul coins is an incredibly substantial sum, even for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, which is known for its immense wealth, demonstrating the other party's utmost sincerity.

He then spoke calmly and frankly: "Rongrong and I are close friends, and our cooperation with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was entirely of our own free will."

"You may take the blueprints back to study and comprehend them. However, the structure of this set of concealed weapons is intricate and the process is complex, making it difficult for ordinary craftsmen to grasp its essence."

"When I have time later, I will come over in person to give you guidance on the production details."

Ning Fengzhi suddenly realized, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes.

This young man may seem carefree and generous, but he is actually meticulous, shrewd, and insightful. He knows exactly how to handle things and never suffers a loss.

He grew increasingly satisfied, then suddenly changed the subject, his gaze both playful and serious, and abruptly asked:

"By the way, Ao Yin, what do you think of my Rongrong?"

"Although my daughter is sometimes naughty and willful, she is kind, pure-hearted, and has an excellent character."

"Would you...take her as your wife?"

The atmosphere in the hall froze instantly upon hearing this!

Just then, the main hall door was gently pushed open, and Ning Rongrong's bouncy figure stepped into the hall.

He heard his father's words perfectly, without missing a single one!

The girl froze on the spot, her face flushing red, her eyes filled with astonishment, shyness, and embarrassment.

The atmosphere in the main hall of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School instantly became incredibly subtle!