Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul, Luo Sanpao, Allows Me to Defy Fate

Ning Fengzhi knew very well that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School had been extremely wealthy in the past.

However, most of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's money was used to recruit non-family titled Douluo or to maintain the sect's luxurious appearance.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan poured all the resources they had seized into the very bones of their own disciples.

This is an almost insane way of improving.

Ning Fengzhi walked to the window and looked down at the young soul masters who were practicing on the training ground.

The sound of thunder echoed through the valley, causing the window frames to tremble slightly.

In just three months, the number of disciples at the Soul Venerable level or above in the Blue Lightning Sect doubled.

This was something that would have been unimaginable in the Douluo Continent of the past.

The entire sect was like a massive and sophisticated war machine, which, under Yu Xiaoheng's control, frantically devoured nutrients and grew stronger.

Ning Fengzhi placed his hand on the windowsill.

He knew very well that a large part of these resources belonged to the foundation of their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Now, these foundational resources have transformed into the soul rings on the bodies of Blue Lightning Sect disciples and the soul power within their bones.

"Eldest son."

The voice of a guard could be heard from outside the door.

Ning Fengzhi turned around and saw several young disciples of the Blue Lightning Sect walk in.

Leading the way were two young female Soul Masters dressed in long blue dresses, with beautiful features and an indescribable eagerness in their eyes.

"Young Master Ning, this is ginseng soup that was just brewed by the sect's medicine hall. The Grand Elder specially ordered it to be delivered."

A female disciple named Yuling placed a bowl of medicinal soup, which exuded a rich aroma, on the table.

Her voice was soft, and there was no hostility in her gaze as she looked at Ning Fengzhi. Instead, there was a gentleness that made Ning Fengzhi feel somewhat uneasy.

Another female disciple, Yu Ting, gently tidied up Ning Fengzhi's messy desk.

"If Young Master Ning needs anything, please feel free to give us your instructions. The sect leader has instructed us not to let the young master suffer any grievances within the sect."

Yu Ting said softly.

Ning Fengzhi looked at them with some confusion.

He was a hostage sent by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, the son of the defeated.

Before coming to Thunder Canyon, Ning Fengzhi had prepared himself to face torture, humiliation, and even death.

However, after arriving here, apart from not being able to freely leave the area where this side hall is located, his treatment was even better than when he was in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

The entire Blue Lightning Sect cared for him deeply, and even some of the sect's direct female disciples often used various pretexts to keep him company.

When the elders of those sects encountered him on the road, they not only did not turn a cold eye on him, but instead showed him a kind smile.

Ning Fengzhi sensed something was wrong.

This is unreasonable.

But he was just a seven or eight-year-old child who couldn't possibly see the deeper meaning behind this warmth.

After seeing off the two female disciples, Ning Fengzhi sat down at the table, picked up the bowl of ginseng soup, and looked somewhat lost.

Chapter 580 Martial Soul Evolution Plan

Ning Feng picked up the porcelain bowl and took small sips.

The mountain wind blows through Thunder Canyon.

At the summit, in front of the stone window of the Thunder Palace.

Yu Xiaoheng stood with his hands behind his back.

He wore a purple-gold cloak that fluttered wildly in the fierce mountain wind.

All of this was within his expectations.

It was also the result of his tacit approval.

As the most powerful offensive beast spirit on the entire continent, the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex possesses an extremely strong dragon nature within its bloodline.

Dragons are inherently lustful and possess extremely strong aggressiveness and assimilative power.

In the millions of years of inheritance of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, when combined with other high-quality martial souls, it can often produce unexpected positive mutations.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda is the strongest support-type martial soul on the entire continent, with extremely high stability and purity of its bloodline.

This is the power that Yu Xiaoheng needs.

He didn't need Ning Fengzhi to be loyal to the Blue Lightning Sect, nor did he need Ning Fengzhi to inherit the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect in the future.

All he needed was for Ning Fengzhi to stay in Thunder Canyon.

As long as Ning Fengzhi gets used to the comfort here, he can have intercourse with the purest direct female disciple of the Blue Lightning Sect and leave behind his bloodline.

Therefore, the offspring of the combination of two top-tier martial souls are very likely to give birth to a new martial soul that possesses a dragon-transformed physical body and ultimate support abilities.

Yu Xiaoheng didn't care about this offspring, or whether the Blue Lightning female disciple could become Ning Fengzhi's legal wife.

As long as the bloodline remains in the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Clan, that's fine.

Yu Xiaoheng slowly raised his right hand.

Purple-gold lightning danced like serpents at his fingertips.

His eyes were cold and rational.

If possible, he hopes to integrate all the most elite bloodlines on the entire Douluo Continent into the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.

The ultimate support of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda.

The Angelic Bloodline of the Spirit Hall.

The power of the Haotian Hammer of the Haotian Sect.

The Netherworld White Tiger of the Star Luo Royal Family is agile.

As long as these bloodlines are absorbed and assimilated through the dragon's nature, the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan will become increasingly powerful.

Of course, it's not that the Blue Lightning Martial Soul itself isn't strong enough, but based on the genetics of my previous life, a sufficient genetic sample can obviously yield a better lottery result.

Using gentle methods to keep Ning Fengzhi and force him to leave offspring was, in Yu Xiaoheng's view, the greatest tolerance within his moral compass.

If he were to resort to any means necessary, he could easily control himself with medication.

But he didn't.

……

The wind howled.

The snow fell like goose feathers from the gray sky.

The main peak of the Haotian Sect soars into the clouds, resembling a giant black sword piercing the sky.

The atmosphere here is chilling to the bone.

Inside the Haotian Palace.

Several huge oil lamps emitted a dim, yellowish light, casting extremely long shadows on the walls.

In the main seat sat a tall, elderly man.

His clothes were tattered and their original color was no longer discernible, and his exposed skin was covered with eerie dark red lines.

Those lines wriggled beneath the skin from time to time, as if there were living things moving inside.

His hair was wildly disheveled over his shoulders, and a blood-red light flickered in and out of his eyes.

He is Tang Chen.

The founder of the Haotian Sect.

One of the three peerless Douluo who once dominated the entire continent.

His return to the sect was filled with mystery and desolation.

Originally, in the City of Slaughter, he had been parasitized by the Crimson Nine-Headed Bat King, losing his mind and becoming a Slaughter King who only knew how to kill and drink blood.

Not long ago, Yu Xiaoheng forcibly broke into the Killing City.

The city of slaughter has collapsed.

The Asura God, on the other hand, had long ago noticed this variable that was enough to threaten the order of the divine realm.

In order to hinder Yu Xiaoheng's growth, the Asura God secretly unleashed a weak divine power.

This divine power forcefully suppressed the Nine-Headed Bat King within Tang Chen's body, causing Tang Chen, who was in a state of madness, to regain his senses in a moment.

Having regained his clarity of mind, Tang Chen, driven by the instincts of his bloodline and memories, traversed thousands of mountains and rivers to return to the Haotian Sect.

However, the toxin from the nine-headed bat king in his body was not completely eliminated.

That evil force and his Clear Sky Hammer soul power were constantly engaged in a fierce battle.

At this moment, Tang Chen sat in the main seat, his body trembling slightly from time to time, his hands gripping the armrests of the stone chair.

The high-ranking members of the Haotian Sect below all stood with solemn expressions.

Tang Wei stood at the very front.

He is the current sect leader of Haotian Sect.

Looking at his uncle, who was sitting on the seat in an extremely unstable state and whose face sometimes showed pain, Tang Wei felt extremely heavy-hearted.

Standing beside Tang Wei was Tang Hao.

"Now that our grandfather has returned to the clan, why don't we go down the mountain?"

Tang Hao stepped forward.

"Now the Blue Lightning Sect has monopolized the resources of Heaven Dou and Star Luo, and Yu Xiaoheng has even forced the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to bow down."

"If our Clear Sky Sect doesn't retaliate, all the Soul Masters on the continent will think we're afraid of the Blue Lightning Sect."

Tang Hao's voice echoed in the empty hall.