Chapter 14 Entering the Heavenly Palace? You dare to challenge me! Enslaving Ning Rongrong, system reward!
Thinking of this, even Gu Yuena, who was half a dragon god, felt a shiver from the depths of her soul.
Because if that being were to descend upon Douluo Continent, it would probably only take a single thought to wipe out the entire soul beast race, right?
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On the other side, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
"Rongrong, my Rongrong..."
Ning Fengzhi looked at his daughter being taken away, and slumped into the chair as if all his strength had been drained.
Although he was still filled with worry, it was at least much better than falling into the hands of that perverted old man.
"Sect Master, this is a good thing!"
Beside him, Bone Douluo Gu Rong was also in tears, but his complexion was much better than before.
"That Heavenly Palace seems to have an incredibly deep foundation. Since they spent a lot of money to buy Rongrong, it certainly wasn't to torture her."
"Perhaps, perhaps this is Rongrong's destiny!"
"If Rongrong could gain the favor of that power, even if she only learns a little bit, or even bring back one of those pills..."
"The landscape of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and even the entire Douluo Continent, will be rewritten!"
Sure enough, Ning Fengzhi calmed down a bit after hearing this.
Yes.
That's a power that can casually give away divine-grade pills. If Rongrong can really gain a foothold there, it will not only be an opportunity for her personally, but also an opportunity for the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to ascend!
"I hope so, I really hope so..."
Thinking of this, Ning Fengzhi quickly put his hands together and silently prayed to the sky.
...
However, reality is often crueler and more dramatic than imagination.
Above the sky, images flowed.
Lin Shan, carrying Ning Rongrong, tore through the void and, in just a few flashes, arrived above a magnificent imperial palace.
The Great Gan Dynasty!
This is one of the hundreds of low-level dynasties controlled by the Heavenly Palace. Although it is called low-level, any commander of the Imperial Guard here has great strength!
"Where...where is this?"
Ning Rongrong huddled behind Lin Shan, staring in astonishment at the endless palace complex below and the powerful aura soaring into the sky.
She had thought she would be taken to some fairyland to cultivate, or be taken as a disciple by some important figure.
But something seems off about how the plot is going?
"This is the Great Gan Dynasty."
The girl in green beside her seemed to notice her confusion and spoke calmly:
"It's just a small place under the Heavenly Palace, the place where you'll be working from now on."
"Work...work?"
Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong was instantly struck dumb, her face turning deathly pale.
She, the dignified little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, was bought with a sixth-grade pill just to be used as a servant? And in a place like this?
"Senior, I... I want to cultivate! I want to become stronger!"
Ning Rongrong mustered her courage and looked at Lin Shan, her voice trembling as she said:
"Although I don't have your power, I can learn! I'm very talented! Please take me back to the Heavenly Palace!"
Hearing the words behind him, Lin Shan stopped, turned around, glanced at her indifferently, and still didn't say anything.
That kind of ignoring is more despairing than rejection.
"Talent?"
On the contrary, the young woman in green couldn't help but scoff upon hearing this, as if she were listening to a joke:
"Your so-called talent is not even comparable to that of a janitor sweeping the floor in the Heavenly Palace."
Do you know the strength of the guards at the gates of the Heavenly Palace?
Do you know the strength of the maid who grows flowers for the sect leader?
"With a body that doesn't even have any Dou Qi, you still want to enter the Heavenly Palace to cultivate?"
"Save your breath. Being able to live a life of comfort and ease in this mortal dynasty is already the greatest favor the sect leader has bestowed upon you."
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Soon, Lin Shan brought Ning Rongrong to land in front of the palace hall.
At this moment, the emperor of the Daqian Dynasty had already led all his civil and military officials to kneel on the ground, trembling and not daring to raise their heads.
"Greetings, Elder of the Upper Sect!"
The emperor's voice trembled, for to them, the Heavenly Palace was the heaven itself, and Lin Shan was the messenger of the gods.
"Get up."
Lin Shan casually tossed Ning Rongrong to the ground, as if she were a worthless object.
"This woman was personally ordered by the sect leader to be placed as a slave in your harem to do farm work."
"Even though she is enslaved, she must not die."
At this point, Lin Shan's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he added:
"Also, without the sect leader's instructions."
"Anyone, including you, the emperor, who dares to lay a finger on her..."
"A dynasty that can be destroyed has no reason to exist."
"Yes, yes, I understand! Even if I had ten thousand lives, I wouldn't dare to touch anyone from the Heavenly Palace!"
Upon hearing this, the Emperor of Da Gan was so frightened that he kowtowed repeatedly, cold sweat instantly soaking through the dragon robe on his back.
After successfully explaining everything, Lin Shan didn't even glance at Ning Rongrong again before his figure flashed, transforming into a streak of light that soared into the sky and disappeared into the horizon.
Ning Rongrong was left all alone, standing forlornly in the unfamiliar palace square, watching the departing figure, her heart filled with bewilderment.
The people of Douluo Continent were completely speechless upon witnessing this scene.
Originally, it was thought that this would be Ning Rongrong's opportunity, and she might even be directly taken in as a disciple by that Heavenly Palace bigwig, reaching the pinnacle of life. But instead, she was casually thrown away and treated as a slave?!
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Meanwhile, the battle breaks through the dimension.
Above the nine heavens, the Heavenly Palace.
Inside the misty main hall, Lin Feng looked at Ning Rongrong, who was standing alone in the square of the Daqian Imperial Palace, looking somewhat lost and helpless, on the system screen, and then casually closed the image.
He really didn't have much interest in this so-called little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Just as the girl in green said, in the Heavenly Palace, someone with Ning Rongrong's qualifications wouldn't even qualify her to be a janitor.
The fact that she was allowed to serve as a slave in a place like the Daqian Dynasty, where spiritual energy was relatively abundant, was already a testament to her being a woman of destiny.
"System, settle the reward."
Then, Lin Feng leaned back lazily in his chair and said casually:
[Ding! Congratulations, host, for successfully intercepting Ning Rongrong, the woman of destiny from the Douluo Continent, and enslaving her.]
Main Quest: Demonstrate your true strength and awe the entire audience (Completed).
[Rewards being distributed...]
[Congratulations, host! You have gained 10% more sect luck points!]
[Congratulations, host, on successfully acquiring the fortune of the Douluo Continent. Fortune Devouring Program: 5%]
...
Meanwhile, images flowed across the sky.
The perspective shifts instantly, from the bustling imperial palace to a mountain gate with stone steps shrouded in mist, resembling a fairyland.
At this moment, Bibi Dong had lost all trace of the Pope's majesty.
Her papal robes, a symbol of supreme power, were now completely soaked with sweat, clinging tightly to her body and outlining her disheveled yet still breathtaking curves.
Her once meticulously styled hair was now somewhat disheveled, with a few strands clinging to her pale cheeks.
"Huff, huff..."
Bibi Dong gripped the broken broom tightly with both hands, and with each swing, it felt as if a mountain was pressing down on her arms.
Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine steps.
She swept for a full four hours!
[end of the chapter]