Douluo: The Glory of the Peerless Angel

Above the azure sky, two figures darted through the clouds. Jianmu Douluo spoke:

"Little White, your soul power has reached level 89. You can go back and prepare to condense your second soul core."

In his battle against the two wolf kings, Ling Bai held nothing back. Jianmu Douluo could easily sense the solidified soul power that only appears when the first soul core is condensed. Before breaking through to the Title Douluo level, Ling Bai must condense the second soul core, otherwise his soul power will forever stagnate at level 89.

Ling Bai nodded slightly. His current combat strength is comparable to that of a Title Douluo or even a Super Douluo, but achieving the title of Title Douluo is still of great significance. The Yin-Yang complementary dual soul cores will allow a Soul Master to break through to the Limit Douluo level without any obstacles, and his combat strength will be even higher.

The master and disciple returned to the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School. The speed of the Limit Douluo and the Six-Winged Angel was so fast that they could cross empires and still return in time for dinner.

"What are you doing...?"

The moment Ling Bai stepped into the dining area, his eyebrows twitched involuntarily. The geniuses he had painstakingly recruited from Shrek Academy were all bruised and battered, their mouths crooked and their eyes slanted, after not seeing them for half a day.

Ji Juechen looked like a panda, his appearance was so miserable, yet he was still exchanging sword insights with Chen Zifeng next to him. The other geniuses were also injured, but the most miserable one was Wu Feng, whose face was swollen up to one side. The force was obviously Ling Qiuxi's handiwork.

Faced with Ling Bai's inquisitive gaze, Wu Feng blushed and muttered:

"Let's make friends through martial arts...make friends through martial arts...wow~ this golden dragon is formidable!"

As he spoke, he aggravated his wound, and Wu Feng was in so much pain that he almost fell off his chair.

"Your dragonfire is not bad either."

Ling Qiuxi lightly brushed her long hair, which was charred black by the fire dragon, and patted the seat next to her, gesturing for Ling Bai to sit down.

The group sat together, clinking glasses and exchanging toasts. Every time Wu Feng opened his mouth, it was torture. But Wu Feng was no ordinary person; how could he be stumped by such a trivial matter?

She took out a thin tube, inserted it into the wine glass, and held the tube in her mouth with the unswollen side. Whenever someone said "cheers," Wu Feng would suck hard, and with a "whoosh," the glass of wine would be down her throat.

Convenient and fast!

Wu Feng didn't care about the strange looks he received. After getting drunk, he stood up and shouted that he would give everyone a fire-breathing performance while drinking through a straw.

Ling Bai and Ning Tian's expressions were utterly appalling. They both turned away, thinking, "I don't know her. Who is she...?"

After dinner, Ling Bai handed the unconscious Radiant Silver Wolf and Crimson Flame Dragon to Ning Tianwufeng, while the Purple Spirit Wolf was handed over to Lin Jiaran by Jianmu Douluo.

The lord's bedroom.

Ning Fengya sat elegantly on the sofa, her long, platinum hair cascading down her back in the soft light, her fair, jade-like hands holding an ancient book.

Ning Fengyu, having done housework all day, lazily rested her head on her sister's lap. Her skin was delicate and smooth as snow, and she wore a purple silk nightgown adorned with star-like lace patterns. Her pair of flawless white legs swayed back and forth.

Just as the two sisters were enjoying their peace, there was a knock on the door of their bedroom, and Ling Bai's clear voice came from outside.

"Aunt Ya."

"Enter."

Ning Fengya closed the ancient book, while Ning Fengyu, too lazy to get up, turned around to face Ling Bai and waved with a grin:

"Hey, Xiaobai!"

"Good evening, Aunt Yu..."

A scene came into view in the room. Ling Bai squinted and greeted her. Sometimes he was quite envious of Ning Fengyu, who was a freeloader, living off her parents and younger sister.

Her martial soul talent was powerful enough that she could reach a level that ordinary people could only dream of without much effort in cultivation, and she lived a carefree and unrestrained life.

Ning Fengya stretched lazily, looked at Ling Bai and smiled faintly, "What is it?"

"Aunt Ya, the Soul Master Competition is about to begin. This time, the competition has been reformed to allow sects to participate. I want to take Xiao Tian and the others to Mingdu to participate, using the name of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School," Ling Bai said frankly.

Ning Fengya narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly. She had represented Shrek Academy in two competitions before, so she was no stranger to this.

Moreover, after the competition organizing committee adopted the new competition system, it sent people to invite major sects to participate. The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, with its ten-thousand-year-old heritage and flourishing momentum, naturally received attention from the competition organizing committee, which sent a special person to invite it.

After a moment of contemplation, Ning Fengya slowly said, "The Soul Master Competition is held every five years and is the most eye-catching Soul Master event in Douluo Continent. For most Soul Masters, it only happens once or twice in their lifetime, and it would be a great pity to miss it."

Your team is destined to win this tournament, but the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School doesn't want too much fame. Your team should establish its own sect and name it accordingly.

"Okay... Goodnight, Aunt Ya and Aunt Yu."

A hint of doubt flashed in Ling Bai's eyes as he turned and left Ning Fengya's room.

Ning Fengyu toyed with a strand of her sister's platinum hair that had fallen down, and said meaningfully:

"Sister, this isn't like you. I thought you would use this opportunity to spread the reputation of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School and attract more talented people to join."

"The tallest tree in the forest will be felled by the wind; the stronger you are, the more low-key you should be."

Ning Fengya slapped away her sister's mischievous hand, her elegant and beautiful face revealing no flaw whatsoever.

"But why do I feel like you're trying to take this opportunity to let Xiaobai go independent?"

Upon hearing this, the bedchamber fell silent for a moment. Ning Fengya abruptly lowered her head, meeting Ning Fengyu's smiling, cyan-gold eyes, and said softly:

"It seems your older sister underestimated you, Xiaoyu."

Ning Fengyu stood up, hugged Ning Fengya's shoulders and shook her: "What do you mean by underestimating? We're sisters! I'm your personal maid! If you tell me to go east, I'll never go west!"

Ning Fengya smiled noncommittally, and Ning Fengyu pressed, "Sister, tell me, what are you worried about?"

With a soft sigh, Ning Fengya's expression turned complicated: "I have something weighing on my mind. The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School is a sect bound by bloodlines, and the position of sect leader must belong to a Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda or Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Soul Master."

Xiao Tian will definitely take over my position in the future, but what about after Xiao Tian?

"Xiaobai and Xiaotian's child!" Ning Fengyu answered quickly.

"That's where the problem lies," Ning Fengya sighed. "The six-winged angels are famous for their single lineage passing down through generations. The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda is not as good as the six-winged angels. Otherwise, if Ning Rongrong's ancestor had stayed in Douluo Continent for so many years before becoming a god, she would have already passed on the bloodline to the sect."

"Sis, is it possible that Sausage Douluo isn't good enough?"

Ning Fengyu's words were astonishing, even Ning Fengya, a sect leader known for her shrewdness and diplomatic skills, was speechless for two seconds before coldly replying:

"...There's no one else here, don't make me slap you."

Ning Fengyu quickly made a zipper gesture near her mouth, then sat obediently and listened attentively.

"To be honest, even if the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda is upgraded to the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, it is still not as good as Xiaobai's Six-Winged Angel. Let's plan for the worst-case scenario." Ning Fengya's eyes flashed.

"If Xiaotian and Xiaobai only have one child, and that child awakens a Six-Winged Angel martial soul, then who should inherit the position of sect leader after Xiaotian?"

"Well... logically, we should choose a good one from the direct disciples of the sect." Ning Fengyu hesitated, vaguely understanding why her sister was worried.

"Then the second question arises: how can a Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, which is not a direct descendant of the sect leader, suppress a six-winged angel, especially one with half sect blood in its body?"

Ning Fengyu fell silent, while Ning Fengya continued, "Since ancient times, guests have never overpowered hosts. Xiaobai is a child I raised myself. He wouldn't do those things, but the descendants of the Six-Winged Angels might not."

If their child's martial soul is a six-winged angel, then the child can only become a retainer of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, and the sect leader will belong to someone else.

You can't help but notice that the most talented young disciples of Shrek Academy all listen to Xiao Bai. Once they become Title Douluo, they will inevitably follow Xiao Bai's direct lineage.

Is it possible that the little angel is dissatisfied with being a worshipper and one day initiates an internal coup within the sect, where there might not even be many willing to resist, and the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will have to be renamed the Six-Winged Angel Sect?

If they had done it even more cleverly, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda lineage could very well have become a vassal of the Six-Winged Angels.

Ultimately, it comes down to the fact that the Six-Winged Angel's divine-level martial soul is too strong, while the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, as a support-type martial soul, is inherently lacking. Since both the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's soul masters and the Six-Winged Angel's soul masters can use soul tools, it's as if everyone has one and no one has the other. In the end, it all comes down to a contest of the martial soul's origin.

Ning Fengya tapped the ancient book with his fingers, making a rhythmic and crisp sound: "Instead of watching the future be full of uncertainties, it would be better to completely resolve the internal and external troubles, and let Xiaobai and the Shrek geniuses who are loyal to him become independent."

Our Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, taking inspiration from the Zhu family of the Netherworld Cat of the Star Luo Empire, has forged a generational marriage alliance with Xiao Bai's direct bloodline.

The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School has no need for interference from maternal relatives in politics, but the maternal relatives must be from the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School!

"That's one way..."

Ning Fengyu nodded in agreement. The geniuses of Shrek Academy's outer court were all recruited by Ning Tian and belonged to the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School. The geniuses of the inner court were loyal to Ling Bai and would likely follow him.

Ling Bai independently established his own faction, taking away the original Shrek Academy inner court disciples, leaving the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School with almost no loss of high-end talent.

With Ling Bai's strength, coupled with the natural divine appeal of the six-winged angels, his power base would be considerable.

She understood Ning Fengya's plan: if Ling Bai and Ning Tian's child awakened the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, then the child would inherit the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Ling Bai's child with other women would inherit Ling Bai's legacy and marry a Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Soul Master.

If Ling Bai and Ning Tian's child does not awaken the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, then directly inheriting Ling Bai's legacy will also mean marrying a direct descendant of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's Soul Master, and the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's Sect Master will be inherited by that direct descendant Soul Master.

In this way, the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School can maintain its complete independence, free from the potential threat of the Six-Winged Angel lineage, and the establishment of a generational marriage is a fortunate event for both parties. The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School is incredibly wealthy, possesses unparalleled support capabilities, and has the foundation of the relationship between Ling Bai and Ning Tian, ​​who are naturally close and reliable allies.

Ning Fengyu yawned: "Being a sect leader is such a hassle. You have to consider everything carefully. It's much happier to be a good-for-nothing who just loafs around and waits to die."

"You think you can just coast along and wait to die? Dream on!"

Ning Fengya chuckled, running her fingers through Ning Fengyu's long, cyan-gold hair. "Xiaoyu, I didn't pressure you before because I saw you resisted marriage, but don't forget, your mother's Azure Vine Emperor, like the Blue Silver Emperor, is a unique martial soul. When are you going to inherit it?"

"Sister, please let me go!!!"

late at night.

Ning Tian lay face down on the large, soft bed, the mattress pressing down on her torso in a beautiful, rounded shape. Her pink skin looked as if you could squeeze water out of it, and her fair, soft belly gradually swelled up like a water-filled balloon.

She rested for a while before recovering, and a unique, charming blush appeared on her face, which she could not hide no matter what.

Ling Bai held the exhausted Ning Tian in his arms, while playing with the two little pets in his hands.

"Xiao Tian, ​​we're going to participate in the Soul Master Competition under the new name of our sect."

"Hmm, what should we name it? How about Spirit Hall?"

"This isn't good," Ling Bai said with a wry smile. "The Spirit Hall has a mixed reputation."

"Then let's choose another one."

Ning Tian didn't care about the name; it didn't matter. He could call himself Makkabaka Zong or anything else.

Ling Bai didn't really have any inspiration, so Ning Tian helped him come up with a name.

"The Temple of Angels, how about it?"

"Very good."

"Hmm~ I'm rested enough. Brother Bai, come again. I must get pregnant."

Ning Tian was eager to conceive, as Douluo Continent was an ancient world where the traditional concept of a legitimate daughter was strictly observed.

She knew she would be Ling Bai's wife, but even so, she desperately wanted to give birth to the eldest son so that the child would receive more love and preferential treatment from his father.

The next morning, Ling Bai walked out of Ning Tian's room and encountered Lin Jia Ran, who had just absorbed her ninth spirit ring.

"Teacher Lin, congratulations on breaking through to the Title Douluo level."

"Thanks."

A smile appeared on Lin Jiaran's face. Being a Title Douluo meant that she had officially become a Level 9 Soul Master. In the original three great empires of the Douluo Continent, she was the only Level 9 Soul Master.

Her martial soul is the Fear Demon Dragon, hence her title: Demon Dragon, Demon Dragon Douluo Lin Jiaran.

This is the treatment she deserves. The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School is not a small workshop like the Tang Sect. It has a large number of Soul Masters at or below the seventh level.

With her arrival and guidance, the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School worked overtime to produce all kinds of soul tools that were previously only available to the Sun Moon Empire, working feverishly every day.

In recent years, Linglong Pavilion has been smuggling rare metals. The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School has a very high reserve of rare metals, not to mention high-level soul tools. Although there are no level 9 soul tools, the warehouses are full of level 7 and 8 soul tools. The soul tool business of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School can now be described as thriving.

"Teacher Lin, have you made any progress with those Mingdetang level nine blueprints I gave you?"

"We've already started making them," Lin Jiaran said. "I'll start with the level nine high-energy compression and multi-person linkage soul tool, which is also an essential soul tool for my Crimson Dawn."

Your Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School has a good foundation. You can independently manufacture soul tools below level eight, which saves me a lot of effort. I only need to research level nine soul tools.

Oh, by the way, this is for you.

Lin Jiaran handed over a circular soul tool:

"I originally planned to imitate a sealed baby bottle to make a level nine soul tool for storing soul power, but I ended up making a soul tool that can store soul rings."

It's useless to me, you can have it.

(End of this chapter)