Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Grand Hall.
"What did you say!"
When Sword Douluo finished recounting his trip, Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo beside him both cried out, shooting to their feet with a scrape of chairs.
Realizing he had lost his composure, Ning Fengzhi quickly drew several deep breaths to steady himself, then looked at Sword Douluo again.
"Uncle Sword, are you certain?"
Though he knew Sword Douluo could never lie to them, Ning Fengzhi still had to ask.
It wasn't distrust—it was simply that the tale sounded too fantastical.
At first Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo listened calmly; even learning Tang San was Tang Hao's son only startled them slightly.
After all, Tang San's talent was extraordinary, so his being Tang Hao's boy wasn't shocking.
But once Dugu Bo and Yang Yuan appeared, things turned absurd.
First, Yang Yuan had long known Xiao Wu's identity yet hadn't killed her for her Spirit Bone.
Then Tang Hao suddenly attacked Yang Yuan, only to be forced back.
Finally, Yang Yuan used some Spirit Ability to drag them into another space and killed Tang Hao in single combat.
The more they heard, the more outrageous it became.
What level was Yang Yuan?
A mere Spirit Emperor killing Tang Hao?
Even Sword Douluo admitted inferiority.
Sword Douluo nodded gravely.
"His strength is even greater than I describe; without witnessing it, you cannot grasp his true might."
"No exaggeration—today, fewer than three people under heaven can defeat him."
"In two more years he will sweep the continent unchallenged!"
They drew sharp breaths, no longer doubting.
Imagining a fourteen-year-old already at the continent's Peak left their faces a riot of expressions.
Bone Douluo murmured, "He's only fourteen and already at this level—what will he be in decades?"
He looked at Sword Douluo. "Old Swordsman… where do you think he can ultimately reach?"
Sword Douluo replied quietly, "Above Limit Douluo, what is there?"
Bone Douluo blinked. "A… god?"
"Perhaps he truly can tread that path," Sword Douluo said, nodding.
Both Bone Douluo and Ning Fengzhi were stunned; they hadn't expected such praise.
Yet considering Yang Yuan's inhuman talent, perhaps godhood wasn't impossible.
Ning Fengzhi said solemnly, "It seems our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School must draw even closer to Yang Yuan."
"You mean Rongrong?"
The two Douluo instantly guessed his intent.
Sword Douluo frowned. "But Old Poison's granddaughter is already close to him. Would you have Rongrong become his concubine? Never!"
Bone Douluo agreed. "We raised Rongrong; we won't trade her future for the Sect's benefit. Not even for a god."
Seeing their resolve, Ning Fengzhi smiled wryly.
"Uncles, how do you know Rongrong would refuse?"
Their hearts tightened. "What do you mean?"
Ning Fengzhi chuckled. "Don't you see? Rongrong already has feelings for Yang Yuan."
Sword Douluo's frown deepened.
"If Rongrong is with him, I approve—but only as his concubine? That would wrong her."
Bone Douluo nodded.
Yet Ning Fengzhi sighed.
"Were our school stronger, Rongrong could vie with Old Poison's girl, but his power has soared; his prestige matches ours.
And Dugu Yan herself is a Genius, already a Spirit King at her age—Rongrong holds no advantage.
Worse, Dugu Bo likely possesses Spirit Medicine that can evolve Rongrong's Spirit, putting her at an Innate disadvantage.
So we must ensure Rongrong stands equal to Dugu Yan, not above her."
The two elders pondered, then nodded.
After leaving Shrek Academy, Dugu Bo parted with Yang Yuan.
With three Spirit Bones in hand, he hurried to absorb them; though only ten-thousand-year pieces, they should raise his spirit power two levels.
Yang Yuan took Xiao Wu straight back to Heaven Dou Academy.
"Boss, what arrangements have you made for me?" Xiao Wu asked, wide-eyed.
Aside from missing her "third brother," she felt no fear.
Yang Yuan glanced at her. "Stay in the academy and Cultivate. At level 40, don't condense your spirit ring without my permission. Understood?"
"Understood!" she bobbed her head.
Curious, she added, "Boss, are you interested in how we Spirit Beasts form our own spirit rings?
It's useless even if you are. We're simply unsealing our own energy, so every Transformed Spirit Beast's ninth ring will be a hundred-thousand-year ring."
"So you think I can't condense one?" he said casually.
"You said it, not me," she giggled.
Her smile vanished at his next words: "If I can't, you'll become my spirit ring."
She wailed, clutching his arm. "I was joking, Boss. With your matchless talent, of course you can condense your own.
And you said my spirit ring and Spirit Bone are worthless, remember?"
Seeing her panic, Yang Yuan smirked.
"Why so serious? Born without a sense of humor?"
She shook her head miserably. "No more jokes. With your Divine Might, you'll definitely condense a human-formed spirit ring."
"Enough," he said. "I'll spare your life for now, but leave the academy without permission and you'll become my ring."
She nodded fervently.
Yang Yuan found the Three Committee Members and placed Xiao Wu in her old dormitory next to Zhu Zhuqing.
(End of Chapter)
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