thefictionvixens Chapter 11 Join! We must join forcefully, even if they forbid it!
Chapter 11 Join! We must join forcefully, even if they forbid it!
Ning Qingyun stood there, completely stunned.
Ignoring her image as the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, she raised her hand and rubbed her eyes vigorously.
After kneading it, it still turned out to be the same oversized six black and three red.
She had never seen such a soul ring configuration in her entire life.
Yellow, purple, black, and red.
This is the color of a normal person's soul ring.
Whose soul ring is black and red?
Is that correct?
Ning Qingyun stood there, her mouth slightly open, her eyes filled with disbelief.
Her mind was in chaos, a jumble of thoughts, and for a moment she didn't know what to say.
Looking at her like this, Leng Yaozhu felt inexplicably relieved.
The spirit ring configurations in Douluo Continent III are all above average.
Normally no one would be shocked, but ten thousand years ago it became a dimensional reduction attack.
However, he was only slightly satisfied, and on the surface, he remained calm.
"Consider this spirit ring configuration a reward for your cooperation."
Gu An also spoke up.
"That's right."
He jumped down from his mother's arms and landed steadily on the ground.
Then he released his martial spirit.
The phantom images of a dragon and a phoenix appeared out of thin air, entwining and circling each other, emitting a deep dragon roar and a clear phoenix cry.
Two illusory figures circled around Gu An once, and finally turned into streams of light, falling into the luminous white flute in his hand.
At the same time, a ring of spirit rings rose from beneath Gu An's feet.
A ten-thousand-year-old soul ring, as black as ink.
Ning Qingyun's gaze was drawn to Gu An's actions, and she naturally noticed the black soul ring.
Her pupils contracted again.
If it were only Leng Yaozhu whose soul ring configuration was this outrageous, she could convince herself not to believe it.
It might be some kind of divine test.
It may be some kind of special inheritance.
There are indeed some trials left by the gods on the continent, which can increase the age of the soul rings after completion.
But what about Gu An?
A child who looks about eight or nine years old.
The first spirit ring is ten thousand years!
This cannot be faked.
A child's body simply cannot withstand the impact of a ten-thousand-year-old soul ring, unless there is some kind of power behind him that is far beyond his imagination.
Ning Qingyun's heart was beating very fast.
She quickly weighed the pros and cons in her mind.
Even if it's fake, we can't let her Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School possess an extraordinary soul ring.
Investing in two people who might one day become gods would also be incredibly profitable. Ah.
No matter how you look at it, you're not losing out.
Gu An watched Ning Qingyun's constantly changing expressions and knew that she had made a decision in her heart.
But he wouldn't mind adding fuel to the fire.
Make the other person completely devoted to you.
Gu An raised his hand and summoned the Azure Blade Falcon.
The miniature Azure Blade Falcon landed in his palm, tilting its head and looking at Ning Qingyun with lively eyes.
It was practically a real living creature.
Gu An, holding the Azure Blade Falcon, looked at Ning Qingyun.
"Do you know what this is?"
Ning Qingyun's gaze was drawn to the miniature version of the Blue Blade Falcon.
Gu An didn't wait for her answer and gave her the answer directly.
"Soul."
"The souls of soul beasts retain their own consciousness and can form contracts with soul masters."
"It can not only assist in combat, but also fight on its own."
He paused, looking into Ning Qingyun's eyes.
"What do you think this means for support-type Soul Masters?"
If the flatbread just now was enough to fill Ning Qingyun up...
Gu An's words completely satisfied her.
What's a pancake compared to this? This is actually happening right before our eyes!
Her mature and beautiful face showed both shock and delight.
Her red lips parted slightly in excitement, but she couldn't utter a single word.
Souls can fight on their own.
What does this mean for support-type Soul Masters?
This means that the support-type Soul Masters of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School are no longer easy prey.
A Soul Master with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda stands beside a Soul Spirit capable of fighting on its own.
Who would dare to get close?
hidden weapon?
Soul-guided device?
Those are all external possessions.
Nothing beats improving one's own capabilities.
Moreover, having a soul does not mean that one cannot continue to use the soul tool.
The two are not in conflict at all.
After figuring this out, Ning Qingyun's face flushed, her breathing became rapid, and her chest heaved violently.
join in.
We must join.
I'll join no matter what.
Even if they're not allowed to join, you have to join.
Even if Ning Qingyun had to kneel on the ground and beg, she would still try to get the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School into this power.
at the same time.
When Wu Yunshan learned that his sect leader had gone to face that Title Douluo alone, he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
They sped off in the direction of the remaining soul power.
"Sect Master! You can't get hurt!"
When he finally arrived at the location, he was completely dumbfounded.
Our own clan leader, who is usually dignified, elegant, and graceful.
She was holding a little boy in her arms, her face full of ingratiating smiles.
"Young Master, our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has three estates in the east of the city, covering a vast area, making them the perfect place to build an academy!"
"If you think the east side of the city isn't good enough, there's another piece of land in the north, nestled against the mountains and facing the water—the scenery is absolutely stunning!"
"Don't worry about the Gold Soul Coins at all; leave it all to our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!"
"Building materials, craftsmen, formation setup—a one-stop service guaranteed to satisfy the young master!"
Wu Yunshan was completely stunned.
His mouth was agape, and his jaw almost dropped to the ground.
Is this still our sect leader?
That doesn't make sense.
What about Ning Qingyun, who remained composed and dignified even when facing Shrek Academy's envoy?
What about Sect Master Ning, who was so authoritative and commanding at the sect assembly?
Why does he sound like a real estate salesman now?
And that brat.
Despite being flattered like this by his own sect leader, he had an expression of utter despair on his face.
Wu Yunshan was so angry he wanted to bite his teeth.
Does this brat even know that those two heavy burdens on his head are what so many people dream of, you bastard?
Ning Qingyun caught a glimpse of Wu Yunshan standing not far away, looking dazed.
She immediately stood up, her ingratiating smile instantly transforming into the dignified authority of a sect leader.
"Elder Wu, you've arrived."
Wu Yunshan opened his mouth.
"Sect Master, this..."
Ning Qingyun walked up to him, lowered her voice, and quickly recounted what had just happened.
After hearing this, Wu Yunshan's face changed drastically.
He turned around and walked straight to Gu An, his old face beaming with smiles.
"Young master."
"When my unfilial granddaughter Wu Feng returns from Shrek Academy, you must give her a good beating."
"They can hit you, they can scold you."
"I'll do anything to help her keep up with you."
Ning Qingyun also quickly came over.
"Yes, yes, I'm entrusting my Ning Tian to you, Xiao An."
She patted her full breasts, which trembled slightly, her face radiating confidence.
"As for the academy, leave it all to our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."
"It's called the Spirit Transmission Academy, right?"
"In less than ten days."
"My Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is absolutely capable of building it well."
"It's even more perfect than Shrek Academy."
As she spoke, her chin was slightly raised, and her eyes sparkled.
Even though the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has declined somewhat.
But if she says she's the second richest person in the world, no one would dare claim to be the richest.
Do you even understand the true value of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?
Gu An's lips twitched slightly as he looked at her energized state.
Unexpectedly, it was even simpler to complete than he had planned.
He nodded.
"Alright, then I'll leave it to you."
"We'll talk about other things after the college is built."
Ning Qingyun nodded repeatedly, her head bobbing like a chick pecking at rice.
"Okay, okay."
"I'll send someone to inform Ning Tian and the others to come back as soon as possible."
Wu Yunshan nodded vigorously beside him.
"Yes, yes, I'll go write a letter right away."
"Make that brat Wu Feng get back here right now."
The two exchanged a serious glance; whether the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School could rise again depended on this.