In Douluo Continent, he tricked Xiao Wu into giving him a soul ring.

Despite her unparalleled beauty and temperament, it would be difficult to find someone surpassing her throughout the entire Douluo Continent. Coupled with her formidable strength, few men could remain unmoved.

But the age gap is a given, so can we really play like this?

"Ahem... Children speak without thinking, children speak without thinking." Lan Ji coughed lightly, breaking the silence. "Sect Leader Ning, I'm sorry, but this goes against my principles. There is no affection between me and Miss Ning. Moreover, even if I agreed, my wife and children would never agree. The little favor you did for me back then, which was the Distraction Control Technique and the Ring Fusion Technique, is nothing compared to the harmony of my family."

Hearing this, Ning Rongrong looked disappointed, but Ning Fengzhi's next words rekindled a glimmer of hope in her heart: "Then, would it be alright to take Rongrong as my disciple? Even just as a nominal master and disciple would be fine?"

Lan Ji waved his hand impatiently and said, "Sect Leader Ning, I think you should know that this is impossible. You should hurry up and tell me your third condition."

Taking Ning Rongrong as a disciple now will only annoy people.

"I can sense that the cold-hearted girl behind you has a soul power that far surpasses mine, and even surpasses that of her father, Ye Renxin. I would like to ask her to help me see if she can heal Uncle Jian's arm. If she can, my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will be eternally grateful and will serve the Lan family loyally for generations to come, without any disloyalty." Ning Fengzhi sighed helplessly, and in an instant, he seemed to have aged ten years. He nodded and said.

“Not now, maybe a Title Douluo can do it.” If the severed arm were still there, even if only part of it was missing, Ye Lengleng could heal it. But Sword Douluo’s right arm was severed too completely, almost at the shoulder. She would only be able to recover it if she advanced to Title Douluo.

"In that case, thank you very much. Once Miss Leng Leng advances to the Title Douluo level, I will have Uncle Jian come to find you." Ning Fengzhi nodded again. Bone Douluo and Ning Rongrong also lowered their heads. As for Sword Douluo, although he remained aloof, he was already deeply moved by Ning Fengzhi's actions.

Lan Ji looked at Ning Fengzhi with some surprise. He originally thought that the other party would propose some conditions. Although the recovery of Sword Douluo's right arm could increase the strength of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, it would not be as practical as securing more benefits for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. Now it seems that this old guy is not just hypocritical.

"No need for that trouble." Lan Ji handed A Qian to Zhu Zhuqing, and while walking towards Sword Douluo, he said to Bibi Dong, "Dong... Pope Sister, I remember you have a few right arm soul bones, just give me one."

Knowing the abilities of Lan Ji's 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor right leg bone, Bibi Dong took out a right arm bone that was a little over 10,000 years old from her storage soul tool and threw it to Lan Ji. Speaking of which, this soul bone was obtained by robbing the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's treasure vault.

Lan Ji casually took the soul bone and, under Ning Fengzhi's strange gaze, used the soul bone as a medium and the 'Wildfire Cannot Burn Out, Spring Breeze Brings New Life' skill from the 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone, along with his level 99 peerless cultivation, to reattach Sword Douluo's arm.

Just in case, he also left a spatial teleportation mark on Sword Douluo's hand.

"Your arm has been reattached, and I've also cleared away the injuries that have accumulated in your body for many years. Given your potential, you might have a chance to reach level 98 in your lifetime."

"Thank you." Sword Douluo tried to move his right arm, then looked at Lan Ji again, his face inexplicably complicated. Facing the young man who had forced the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School to close its gates, he didn't know whether to be grateful or hateful.

"Within seven days, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will relocate from Heaven Dou City. Farewell." Seeing that Sword Douluo's right arm had recovered, Ning Fengzhi felt a little relieved. He cupped his hands to Lan Ji and turned to leave.

Ning Rongrong followed behind Ning Fengzhi and the other two, looking dejected, her eyes red-rimmed.

Just as Sword Douluo summoned the Seven Kill Sword, preparing to take her and Ning Fengzhi away, she suddenly turned around. In the astonished gazes of everyone present, she took a step forward and suddenly pounced into Lan Ji's arms, wrapping her arms around Lan Ji's arms and greedily sucking the aura from Lan Ji's body.

"Please, just a moment, just a moment." Tears streamed down Ning Rongrong's face, her voice trembling. She knew that this parting might be the last time she saw Lan Ji in this life.

Lan Ji did not reply, nor did he raise his hand to hug Ning Rongrong; he simply watched her quietly.

After a long while, Ning Rongrong released her hands, a trace of desolation appearing on her beautiful face. "If... back in Soto City, I hadn't chosen to stand with Tang San, would you have liked me?"

"Who knows?" Lan Ji turned around, her back to Ning Rongrong, and said frankly, "But at least she shouldn't dislike it."

"I understand." Ning Rongrong wiped away her tears, a relieved smile appearing on her face. She turned around and walked to Ning Fengzhi and the other two, smiling slightly, "Dad, Grandpa Sword, Grandpa Bone, let's go."

Ning Fengzhi sighed helplessly and stepped onto Sword Douluo's flying sword first. The four of them transformed into a point of light and gradually disappeared into the horizon.

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"Aji, the remaining Haotian Sect disciples are all in the back mountain. What do you plan to do?" Bibi Dong asked Lan Ji as she watched Ning Fengzhi and the other three walk away.

“Every wrong has its perpetrator, every debt its debtor. There’s no need to go to extremes. Leave this matter to me,” Lan Ji sighed. He planned to destroy the hidden meridians of the Haotian Sect members, rendering them unable to cultivate, reproduce, or cultivate any further.

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“Then it’s your decision.” Bibi Dong nodded emphatically.

A short while later, Lan entered a hidden cave in the back mountain.

As soon as they entered the cave, dozens of Soul Kings and Soul Emperors attacked them. Lan Ji reacted incredibly quickly. Before they could even summon their Martial Souls, his figure turned into a blur. In an instant, more than 170 direct disciples of the Haotian Sect were struck in their acupoints and lost the ability to resist.

Only the elderly, weak, women and children, led by Tang Yuehua, remained.

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Chapter 369 Su Xiaoxiao?

"Lan Ji, what are you doing here? Where are my brothers?" These were the first words Tang Yuehua spoke upon seeing Lan Ji. At this moment, she was devoid of her usual poise and elegance; she seemed to have fallen into madness, her beautiful face contorted with rage.

These past few days have been the time when the entire Haotian Sect has been besieging and killing Lan Ji.

Her favorite Tang Hao died in battle two years ago, and now Lan Ji is standing here again, so wouldn't Tang Xiao and the others also...?

"I thought you would ask me first: What did you do to these Haotian Sect disciples?" Lan Ji's gaze swept over the Haotian Sect disciples who were frozen in place and unable to move.

"Tell me quickly, what have you done to my elder brother and the others?" Tang Yuehua shouted, her eyes bloodshot, and pulled out a short knife from somewhere, stabbing at Lan Ji.

"Who knows?" Lan Ji said calmly, drawing out his words. "I guess... he probably won't be unharmed."

The instant Tang Yuehua's short sword thrust forward, an invisible surge of energy erupted from Lan Ji's body, engulfing Tang Yuehua. The short sword shattered instantly, and she was sent flying backward. At the critical moment, she was caught by several female disciples of the Clear Sky Sect. These female disciples were also inheritors of the Clear Sky Hammer martial soul; otherwise, they might have married male disciples, though their cultivation levels were not high.

Seeing Tang Yuehua injured, they summoned their martial spirits one by one and attacked Lan Ji.

Lan Ji's figure flashed and he appeared behind them, standing next to the only little girl who hadn't made a move. The other girls were frozen in place, following in the footsteps of the Haotian Sect's male members.

Their hidden meridians have been severed by Lan Ji, so they will never be able to gather soul power again, and they will even lose their ability to reproduce.

Lan Ji crouched down, patted the little girl's head, and asked softly, "Little sister, aren't you afraid of me?"

This is a little girl who is only about six years old. Her features are very delicate, but her face is thin and pale, clearly indicating malnutrition.

A pair of large, round eyes blinked as they stared at Lan Ji. There was no fear in the child's eyes, but rather admiration and even worship. It was as if he were looking at a great hero.

Lan Ji had noticed this little girl a long time ago. She was the only one among the Haotian Sect members who did not show any hostility or fear towards him.

“I’m not afraid…” The little girl stubbornly shook her head.

"Why?" Lan Ji was clearly intrigued.

"You're amazing. I've heard about you from them. You were able to kill the Sixth Elder and cripple the Seventh Elder's soul power. I admire you very much," the little girl said excitedly.

"Admire me?" Lan Ji was somewhat taken aback.

Just then, Tang Yuehua's voice came from not far away. She shouted excitedly, "Lan Ji, don't hurt her! She's your cousin..."

"Cousin?" Lan Ji was a little stunned. He closed his eyes slightly and entered the Azure Lotus Space to verify the girl's past. Only then did he realize that the girl in front of him was named Su Xiaoxiao. She was also a romantic entanglement left by Tang Zhan. She was only a dozen years younger than his grandmother. Because her father did not awaken the Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul, she was abandoned.

A year ago, after Tang Lie returned to the Haotian Sect, in order to prevent the emergence of a second Lan Ji, he suggested to Tang Xiao that they find this little guy.

Having learned from Lan Ji's example, the Haotian Sect disciples who went to his house vented their anger on Su Xiaoxiao's family.

They beat her parents to death. Her grandmother tried to stop them, but she was also killed.

She was taken to the Haotian Sect, where she suffered bullying from her peers and disdain from her elders every day.

She was originally to be executed, but at Tang Yuehua's pleading, it was decided to let her live for another year, waiting for her to awaken her martial soul before deciding her fate. Only by awakening the Clear Sky Hammer could she live.

Fortunately, Lan Ji arrived before the little guy could awaken his martial soul.

"Good heavens, this is really damn melodramatic." Lan Ji opened his eyes and couldn't help but complain, asking Su Xiaoxiao, "Little girl, can you still recognize which guys killed your family?"

Su Xiaoxiao was clearly distracted for a moment. Although she didn't know why Lan Ji knew about her, she still pointed out the murderer immediately, "It was them, it was those guys who beat my dad, my mom, and my grandma to death."

Those were several burly men, and the leader was none other than Tang Hu, who had fought Tang San in the original story.

"Do you want revenge?" Lan Ji asked again.

"I think I hate them so much." The little girl's body trembled slightly, but she didn't shed a single tear from beginning to end.

"Alright, I'll give you a chance for revenge. They can't move now, go and kill them. Avenge your family." Lan Ji took out a short sword from his storage soul tool, the one Otto had forged for him.

The little girl was clearly startled by Lan Ji's words. Although she was scared, she didn't scream. Thinking of the deaths of her parents and grandmother, she mustered her courage, took the short knife, and walked towards Tang Hu and the others.

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"Xiaoxiao, no!" Tang Yuehua seemed unaware that Tang Hu and the others had killed Su Xiaoxiao's family. Upon hearing the conversation between the other party and Lan Ji, she was clearly stunned for a moment. She quickly reacted and tried to step forward to stop them, but Lan Ji struck her pressure point from a distance, rendering her unable to move.

"Grandma Yuehua, you are a good person, but I cannot forgive these murderers who killed my family." Su Xiaoxiao glanced back at Tang Yuehua and resolutely walked towards Tang Hu and the others.

Amidst the fear and anger in Tang Hu's eyes, Su Xiaoxiao plunged her white knife in and pulled out her red one, ending their lives.

"Thank you. Lord Lan Ji. Thank you for letting me avenge myself." Su Xiaoxiao wiped the blood off the dagger, her clothes stained with blood, and walked to Lan Ji's side. With a thud, she knelt down and returned the blade.

"Alright, get up. There's no need to call me 'sir.' We're both in the same boat. Speaking of which, you're still my cousin. Although I don't acknowledge Tang Zhan and Tang Lie, those two old guys, we are indeed related by blood. From now on, just call me 'brother.'"

Lan Ji began to consider nurturing this little girl. He, his wife, and children would eventually leave Douluo Continent, and once it was unified, it would certainly need someone to manage it. Bibi Dong doted on Hu Liena and would definitely take her with her. He couldn't refuse. This little girl before him was decisive and ruthless; she was definitely a promising talent.

"Brother." The little girl was very sensible. She realized that Lan Ji wanted to take her away, so she quickly changed her address.

"Good girl." Lan Ji gently stroked the little girl's head, a tender smile on his face.

Looking at Lan Ji's smiling face, the little girl was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously uttered eight words, "Brother, you are so handsome."

Lan Ji smiled slightly, not paying much attention, and took the little guy's hand to walk out of the cave.

The little girl was clearly distracted, glancing back every now and then as she walked. More accurately, she was looking at Tang Yuehua. For nearly a year, Tang Yuehua had been the only person in the Haotian Sect who hadn't discriminated against her. She couldn't bear to see Tang Yuehua killed.

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Chapter 370 Farewell to the King of Slaughter

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The old man, dressed in tattered clothes and wearing a straw hat, was lying lazily in a grand chair, basking in the sun. Hearing footsteps approaching, he didn't open his eyes but called out to Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, "Stop! This is Shrek Academy, a restricted area. You can't trespass. If you want to enter, you must first pay the registration fee."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun were both taken aback. Dai Mubai looked the old man up and down carefully and asked uncertainly, "Are you... Teacher Li Yusong?"

Upon hearing this, Li Yusong was taken aback, abruptly stood up, and upon recognizing the person, said with considerable emotion, "You are Mu Bai..."

Five years later, upon returning to his alma mater, he encountered an old friend. Dai Mubai was inevitably a little excited and replied, "Yes, it's me, Teacher Li Yusong. I'm Mubai. What are you doing here guarding the gate? Aren't there students on duty?"

"Fifth Brother and I came over when we heard the commotion. How did Seventh Brother end up like this? What happened?" Third Elder asked in confusion.

As soon as he finished speaking, a series of bell sounds echoed throughout the entire Haotian Sect.

The Second Elder's expression changed drastically. "Oh no! Someone has triggered the mechanism. This is a diversionary tactic. Something's happened at the ancestral hall. Come with me quickly!"

When the five elders of the Haotian Sect arrived with their disciples, there was already a corpse in the ancestral hall, which was none other than 'Tang Song'. Several Haotian Sect disciples were lying sprawled on the ground around him.

Hanging on the corpse was a scroll, a blank scroll recording the oral tradition of the Great Sumeru Hammer. A new line had been added to it: "The humiliation that Haotian Sect has inflicted on me will one day be repaid a hundredfold. Haotian Nine Absolutes, Chaotic Cloak, and the life of that brat Tang Song will be the interest."

—Tang San.

Upon witnessing this scene, everyone present, including the elders, had eyes that were practically spitting fire with rage.

The Seventh Elder, especially, who had been injured by the Buddha's Wrath Lotus, was so enraged that he spat out a mouthful of blood, roared to the sky, and almost screamed, "You killed my disciples, stole my secret techniques... you bastard, I will not let you get away with this..."

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