Douluo's Spirit Pearl Divine Sword

Everyone disembarked from the carriage and bowed to Emperor Xueye.

"Haha, no need for formalities. You are all heroes of my empire, especially the Royal Fighting Team, who won the championship honor for the empire. I am very pleased." Emperor Xueye waved his hand and said, "Issue a decree that all members of the Royal Fighting Team who won the championship shall have their titles raised by one rank."

"Captain Yu Tianheng and Vice Captain Dugu Yan will be promoted from Viscount to Earl, and the other eight will be promoted from Baron to Viscount. In addition, as previously promised, the Empire will help you hunt for your next Soul Ring. You can choose any Soul Ring under 30,000 years old!"

Emperor Xueye bestowed generous rewards, and soon a group of maids brought them earl and viscount robes.

Tianlin changed into his viscount's robes and said to Ning Rongrong, "Look, Rongrong, I'm a nobleman now too. Now I'm truly in your class."

For a long time, Tianlin had only managed to gain a semi-noble status by virtue of being a disciple of Sword Douluo, but he was never related to Sword Douluo by blood and was still a commoner in reality. Only today did he truly step into the noble class.

He himself didn't really care about class, but it would be a source of pride for her to marry Rongrong as someone with a noble title.

"Silly Brother Jian." Ning Rongrong was both happy and shy, and a little helpless.

It's not that Tianlin is worthy of her now; it should be the other way around. She should be working hard to keep up with Tianlin.

She dared to say that if Tianlin didn't like her anymore and proposed to Emperor Xueye on the spot, Emperor Xueye would definitely prepare an incredibly generous dowry and then hand Princess Xueke over to him.

However, she knew that her sword-wielding brother would not do that. The first thing he did upon becoming a nobleman was to come to her side. She could fully feel how much Tianlin cared about her.

Looking at Ning Rongrong's joyful expression, Qian Renxue, standing next to Emperor Xueye, felt a little envious. It was just a pity that she was now Xue Qinghe and could only be Tianlin's brother.

No matter how unhappy she was about the relationship between Ning Rongrong and Tianlin, she had no right to deny it, and even had to go against her conscience to express her blessings to them.

Emperor Xueye was, after all, an emperor. It was already a great honor for all the academies that he personally came to welcome the returning team. He couldn't stay for too long.

Not long after, he returned to the palace with Xue Qinghe's help.

The various academies gradually dispersed, and the five-yearly All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament finally came to a complete end.

"The Royal Fighting Team is going to disband too!" Osro suddenly said with melancholy. They had been together for more than eight years, and with their level, they could have graduated long ago if it weren't for participating in this tournament.

Now that the competition is over, they should leave the academy and go their separate ways. After all, everyone has their own future.

Hearing Osro's words, the others also lowered their heads with some reluctance.

Tianlin patted Oslo on the shoulder, "Why are you so disappointed? It's not like we'll never see each other again. Although the Royal Fight has disbanded, we can get together again anytime we want."

"Xiao Tian is right, and this opportunity is just around the corner. Everyone, Yan'er and I are going back to the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan. We got engaged more than four years ago, and the wedding date is after the competition ends. You all must come then." Yu Tianheng put his arm around his fiancée and smiled at everyone.

He and Dugu Yan were both in their early twenties, which was indeed the age for marriage in this fantasy world.

"Really? Congratulations, Tianheng," the Shi brothers said.

In an instant, the blessings for the newlyweds Tianheng and Dugu Yan eased the reluctance to part. The usually dashing Dugu Yan was now obediently holding her lover's hand, too shy to utter a single word.

After agreeing on a time to meet again, the members of the Royal Fighting group went their separate ways.

The two elder brothers of the Shi family, Oslo and Yufeng, returned to their homes, both located in Tiandou City, where they were minor nobles of the Tiandou Empire.

Ye Lingling's home was quite far away, so she wanted to go back to see her mother first. Gu Ran was worried about her being alone, so he went with her. Tian Lin suggested that they bring Lingling's mother to live with them at the sect, since the Nine Heart Begonia would be coveted wherever it went, and it would be safer inside the sect.

Ye Lingling agreed with Tianlin's suggestion; that was what she had been thinking anyway.

Finally, Tianlin, along with Ning Rongrong, Qin Ming, Ma Hongjun, Oscar, and Meng Yiran, returned to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Although Ma Hongjun and the others had already joined the sect, they had not held an initiation ceremony due to the competition. Today, taking this opportunity, Ning Fengzhi, in the name of the sect leader, held a solemn initiation ceremony for them in the Seven Treasures Hall.

Ning Fengzhi solemnly called out to the group, "Jun Tianlin, Ning Rongrong, Oscar, Ma Hongjun, Meng Yiran, and Qin Ming, all six of you come forward."

"Yes, Sect Master!" The six stood in a row, awaiting Ning Fengzhi's instructions.

"Jun Tianlin, as a disciple of our sect, won the championship of the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition, bringing honor to our sect. His contribution is indispensable. Qin Ming, as the team leader, deserves equal credit. Although Ning Rongrong, Oscar, Ma Hongjun, and Meng Yiran did not win the championship, they still made it into the top three and performed excellently. As the sect leader, I should reward and punish them fairly." After Ning Fengzhi finished speaking, he first looked at Meng Yiran.

"Meng Yiran, this is a skull with poisonous properties. I bestow it upon you now, hoping that you will be granted a title soon."

They started with a big gesture. Back then, Tianlin took back the poisonous skull from Tang San and returned it to Ning Fengzhi. This soul bone, which had been unabsorbed for so many years, finally found a suitable master today.

"Thank you, Sect Master!" Meng Yiran was overjoyed. The skull, which ranked second among the six major parts, was also poisonous. It was as if it was tailor-made for her.

The Dragon Lord standing to the side was equally delighted. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was truly generous. First they gave away pills, and now they're giving away soul bones. They're excessively wealthy.

He glanced proudly at his wife, Snake Granny, as if to say, "Well, isn't your husband's judgment accurate? If I hadn't made the decisive move to join the sect back then, our granddaughter wouldn't have received so many benefits. I truly am the wisest patriarch in the history of the Dragon and Snake Clan."

Having spent many years together, the Snake Woman could see right through the Dragon Lord's throat the moment he opened his mouth. She understood his meaning perfectly well. She gave him a disdainful look and said, "Where's your face? Have you forgotten how you secretly complained to her several times at the beginning that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was taking advantage of your misfortune back then?"

Now, the moment they see soul bones and pills, all their shamelessness is thrown into the sea, right? They become utterly shameless!

Chapter 210 Chen Xin and Tian Lin, Master and Disciple, Pass on the Dao of Sword

"Qin Ming, Ma Hongjun!" After rewarding Meng Yiran, Ning Fengzhi looked at the other two and took out the right arm of the Explosive Burning Flame that Tianlin had obtained. "This soul bone was Tianlin's championship prize, but he refused to absorb it. I want to give it to you now. You are both explosive fire attribute soul masters, and your compatibility with this soul bone is extremely high."

"I give up. Please, Sect Master, bestow this soul bone upon Hong Jun." Qin Ming suddenly said, "But Sect Master, I have a request. Hong Jun is the personal disciple of my teacher, Flander. Now that my teacher has retired, could you entrust me with the task of teaching Hong Jun cultivation in the future? This is something Xiao Tian promised me back then."

“Of course it’s possible. You two are on the same path of cultivation. You are the most suitable teacher for Hongjun. Moreover, Hongjun is a bit lazy and needs a strict teacher to supervise him. From now on, I will entrust him to you,” Ning Fengzhi agreed.

"Thank you, Sect Master."

Seeing Ma Hongjun beaming with joy after receiving the soul bone, Tianlin sighed silently. This soul bone was no easy feat. Ma Hongjun was doomed from now on; it was as if he had sold himself for a single soul bone. Although Qin Ming was usually gentle, he was always meticulous in his training.

He trained relentlessly, pushing himself to the limit unless he died. The members of Huang Dou suffered greatly at his hands, but the results were undeniably impressive. Huang Dou's formidable combat abilities are inextricably linked to Qin Ming's guidance.

Finally, there's Ning Rongrong. Tianlin snatched that ten-thousand-year-old gemstone-like spiritual illusion skull from Shi Nian, all for her sake.

What belonged to her in the original work has now fallen into her hands.

After distributing the soul bones, Ning Fengzhi stood up and said, "Jun Tianlin, Qin Ming, Oscar, and Gu Ran, who is still away, will be recognized for their great contributions. They will be rewarded in the future if appropriate."

Ning Fengzhi finally painted a rosy picture for the others, something every leader must learn, and he was naturally well-versed in this.

After the initiation ceremony and the reward ceremony were over, everyone else dispersed, except for Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and Tianlin who remained.

"Master, Uncle Ning, is there anything else you want to tell me if you've asked me to stay?" Tianlin asked.

"It's not me, it's your master." Since it wasn't a formal occasion, Ning Fengzhi reverted to his approachable demeanor.

Chen Xin walked up to Tian Lin and said, "Little Tian, ​​I see that you have reached a high enough level in the Seven Kill Sword Technique. Starting tomorrow, you will begin learning the Seven Kill Sword Dao."

"Seven Kill Sword Dao?" Tianlin was somewhat puzzled. The Seven Kill Sword Technique was world-renowned, but he had never heard of the Seven Kill Sword Dao.

The reason is actually quite simple: almost everyone who has witnessed the Seven Kill Sword Technique has died.

Just like the Haotian Sect, their Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique is something even a random blacksmith on the roadside has heard of, but their true ultimate skill, the Haotian Nine Absolutes, is something many people have never even heard of.

"The Seven Kill Sword Technique is just a sword technique, while the Seven Kill Sword Way is the Way of Slaughter. Unlike the Seven Kill Sword Technique, it doesn't have different moves. Every swing of the sword is aimed at killing the enemy. If you have to say there are moves, then it's just one word: 'kill'!"

When Chen Xin uttered the word "kill," Tian Lin suddenly felt his blood not only turn cold, but even stop flowing for a moment. Is such a vast and boundless killing intent the true Seven Kill Sword Dao?

Chen Xin continued, "In addition, I also have a set of self-created soul skills, Man and Sword as One, which can perfectly fuse oneself with the martial soul, instantly increasing one's attack power several times over."

"The 'Bladed Blade of Torture' you used in the competition was powerful, but in my opinion, it was far from reaching its limit. This is because you and your sword are still quite distinct. You are you, and the sword is the sword. With such a clear distinction, how can you reach the pinnacle of a move?"

"You must reach the point where you are the sword and the sword is you before you can reach a deeper level of swordsmanship." Chen Xin taught Tian Lin with care, and after a while he sighed, "However, after I have taught you the Seven Kill Swordsmanship and the unity of man and sword, I have nothing else to teach you. You will have to explore the path ahead on your own."

“Master, you have taught me so much, I will benefit from it all my life. Oh, right, I also have a gift for you.” As he spoke, Tianlin took out a book from his soul tool and said, “Master, this is the sword philosophy of an ancient sword master. The sword techniques I used before were also learned from this. With the depth of your sword philosophy, if you learn from it and make up for your shortcomings, you will surely be able to go even further.”

"Oh, let me see!" Chen Xin curiously took the book. In fact, he had long been suspicious of Tian Lin's strange swordsmanship, but firstly, he did not want to pry into his disciple's secrets, and secondly, the swordsmanship used by Tian Lin was righteous and awe-inspiring, obviously a righteous swordsmanship, so he did not pay too much attention to it.

Who knew that once he started reading it today, he would be completely absorbed in it. The person who wrote this book of insights must have a far deeper understanding of swordsmanship than him.

"Xiao Tian, ​​where did you get this book of sword insights? Such profound sword cultivation is probably no less than that of a god?" Chen Xin exclaimed. Unless it is an ancient sword god, who else could reach such a level?

In fact, what Tianlin gave to Chenxin was Xie Dashu's insights into swordsmanship. During the period when Li Xiaoyao served as the head of the Shushan Sect, in terms of swordsmanship, only Xie Cangxing in the entire Shushan Sect could match Li Xiaoyao.

This shows how terrifying his swordsmanship is. Chen Xin guessed that it was left by an ancient god, which is not wrong, after all, Uncle Xie is almost a sword immortal.

“Master, do you remember? I once said that when I absorbed the million-year soul ring, the million-year soul beast Tianmeng Ice Silkworm lived in my spiritual sea. It had traveled across the continent and then obtained this sword manual in a valley. However, it had already lost the original one. Therefore, the one in your hand is the one that it taught me and that I wrote it down.” Tianlin pushed all the blame onto Tianmeng Ice Silkworm.

Chen Xin nodded and stopped asking questions. He wasn't one to pry, and besides, all his attention was now drawn to Uncle Xie's insights into swordsmanship.

Ning Fengzhi, on the other hand, smiled and looked at Tianlin.

A giant worm would be interested in human swordsmanship and even memorize it? Look at the trusting look in my eyes, do you think I'm easy to fool?

Also, those inexplicable sword techniques of yours were used long before you obtained the million-year soul ring. Don't tell me that you actually knew the Dream Ice Silkworm a long time ago and have been secretly raising it.

Do you think Uncle Ning is just like your master, with a combat power of 25,000 and an intelligence of 250?

Feeling uneasy under Ning Fengzhi's gaze, Tianlin almost whistled in embarrassment. Sure enough, it was easy to fool Chenxin, but his intelligence wasn't enough to fool Ning Fengzhi.

Fortunately, Ning Fengzhi didn't ask any more questions. After all, everyone has secrets. As long as one acts uprightly and doesn't betray the sect's interests, he never pries into the secrets of the sect's disciples.

Chapter 211 Gathering Breath and Returning to the Soul: Zhu Zhuqing's Rebirth

After leaving the Qibao Hall, Tianlin found Ning Rongrong and they went together to a bamboo forest on the back of Qibao Mountain. There was a bamboo house there, which no one usually came to.

Tianlin released Zhu Zhuqing's frozen corpse from inside the house and melted the ice with extreme fire.

It's about time to revive this little kitten. If we delay too long, even the Holy Spirit Pearl might not be able to save it.

"Rongrong, give me your soul power." Tianlin said to Ning Rongrong.

"Hmm!" Ning Rongrong nodded and released the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda. "The nine treasures have names, the third being Soul!"

This is Tianlin's first time resurrecting a person, so he has to be fully prepared. The Soul Gathering and Returning technique will rapidly deplete Tianlin's soul power, and if things go wrong, he might even be downgraded. But there's no other way; he still has to save him. Although Tianlin doesn't like Zhu Zhuqing, he still feels sorry for her, being born into such a family.

Tianlin released the Holy Spirit Pearl, and the pure Holy Spirit light shone on Zhu Zhuqing. "First Soul Skill, Gathering Breath and Returning Soul!"

As expected of the treasure of the Nuwa Clan, the Holy Spirit Pearl possessed astonishing vitality. The broken tendons in Zhu Zhuqing's body were quickly repaired, and even the heart shattered by Zhu Zhuyun was restored to its original state at this moment.

Ning Rongrong sighed to herself, thinking that once her brother Jian's Holy Spirit Pearl was born, the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda and the Nine Heart Begonia would all be secondary.

Sensing that Zhu Zhuqing's vital signs had returned, Tianlin immediately retrieved the Holy Spirit Pearl.

"Where is this? Hell?" Zhu Zhuqing opened her hazy eyes; her memory was still stuck on the moment before she died.

"No, Zhuqing, this is my home, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School," Ning Rongrong said with a smile as she appeared before her.

"What?! The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!" Zhu Zhuqing sat up, checked her body, and even pinched herself hard. The sharp pain brought her back to her senses, and she said in disbelief, "I... I'm still alive?"

"I was dead, but I resurrected you. Honestly, because of you, little kitty, my soul power has decreased. Luckily, I didn't lose a level," Tianlin said helplessly.

As expected, reviving a person is not as simple as reducing their soul power; it reduces their maximum soul power. Fortunately, he was prepared and used this move with Ning Rongrong's blessing, otherwise he would have inevitably lost a level.

It's okay now, I've just gone from the peak of level 58 to the mid-level of level 58, but I should be able to level up back to that in about a month or two.

This is also thanks to the fact that Zhu Zhuqing's life level is not high, so reviving her wouldn't come at too high a price.

"Resurrected from the dead! Are you a god?" Zhu Zhuqing was utterly horrified. Even the Nine-Hearted Begonia, known as the strongest healer, couldn't bring the dead back to life.

Ning Rongrong proudly hugged Tianlin's arm, "He's not a god, he's my sword brother. How about it, Zhuqing, my sword brother is much more powerful than your lecherous tiger, right?"

When best friends get together, the things they love to show off most, besides clothes and jewelry, are of course their significant other. But this time, she brought up the very thing she didn't want to talk about.

Zhu Zhuqing was unaware that Dai Mubai had given up on going back with Davis. If she knew, she would be heartbroken that her fiancé was such a coward.

Tianlin gently tugged at Ning Rongrong's finger. She immediately realized she had said the wrong thing and was about to say something to make amends when she heard Zhu Zhuqing shake her head and say, "You're right. He's much better than Dai Mubai. The fact that I didn't see him here means that he ultimately chose to live a wretched life, giving up his freedom, his dignity, and me."