Chapter 296 Turbulent Times
Chapter 296 Turbulent Times
Chapter 296 Turbulent Times
"Xiao San, don't put too much pressure on yourself. Just let things take their natural course. Today is your twentieth birthday, and your father should be back around noon, the time you were born. He'll bring you a big gift then."
Ning Fengzhi patted Tang San's head with satisfaction. Although he lost his 100,000-year-old spirit ring and spirit bone, and wasted one spirit ring in his second spirit, Tang San obtained the Killing God Domain, which was enough to make up for it.
When that time comes, with a thousand-year soul ring, eight ten-thousand-year soul rings, or even a hundred-thousand-year soul ring, the Clear Sky Hammer will unleash the Great Sumeru Hammer. Who will be able to stop it?
No one can stop him.
A grand gift? Tang San couldn't help but feel excited. Could it be a soul bone? Or just a soul bone?
Even after the guests from the three major sects and the two great empires had all arrived, Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo still hadn't returned to their seats.
It wasn't to welcome those from the lower four sects and the duchy.
Instead, they were waiting for the most important guest at the wedding, and also the one they feared the most: the Spirit Hall.
A moment later, the person arrived.
Two people arrived: Phoenix Douluo Ling Yuan and Platinum Bishop Salas.
Behind them followed Hu Yanzhen and the sect leaders of the Wind Sword Sect, Black Tiger Sect, Fire Leopard Sect, and Rock Antelope Sect.
Sword Douluo's expression suddenly became even more unpleasant than when he faced Dugu Bo earlier.
"Feng Zhi, the soul power fluctuations on Phoenix Douluo are now more than twice as strong as they were five years ago. He has probably already advanced to the peak level 98 Douluo."
He transmitted his voice to Ning Fengzhi.
Level 98!
Ning Fengzhi's previously gratified expression instantly turned into something even more disgusting than if he had eaten shit.
Before he could answer, Sword Douluo paused, then glanced at the four sect leaders of the Lower Four Sects before transmitting his voice again: "In addition, the sect leaders of the Lower Four Sects, like Huyan Zhensalas, have also advanced to the Title Douluo level."
Ning Fengzhi's clothes were now completely soaked with sweat.
"Haha, Sect Leader Ning, as fellow members of the Upper Three Sects, I hope you won't resent my uninvited presence at the wedding of Blue Silver Boy and your daughter?"
Hu Yanzhen and the others arrived almost together with Ling Yuan Salas and the others.
Hu Yanzhen, along with the sect leaders of the four lower sects, first bowed respectfully to Ling Yuan, then greeted Salas in a friendly manner, and finally stood at the entrance of the main hall, blocking the passage.
"How could that be? The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is naturally more than happy to welcome Sect Master Huyan to my son-in-law and daughter's wedding."
Ning Fengqiang forced a smile.
"Haha, that's good, otherwise I would have had to say something today." Hu Yanzhen showed a regretful expression, which made Ning Fengzhi's heart skip a beat and instantly give rise to an ominous premonition.
As everyone took their seats, the most eye-catching item was undoubtedly the enormous table at the very top of the hall.
Including Ning Fengzhi, the host, everyone was a powerful figure from a top-tier force.
Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, Dugu Bo, Huyan Zhen, the sect leaders of the four lower sects, Prince Xuexing, Yu Luomian, and Liu Erlong.
Yes, Liu Erlong is here too.
Furthermore, his soul power, like Dugu Bo's, also reached level ninety-seven.
He was indifferent to everyone throughout the entire process. He only managed to exchange a few words with Dugu Bo by chance.
During this time, Yu Luomian tried more than once to take this opportunity to repair her relationship with Liu Erlong, but she was never given a good look.
It wasn't until Tang San's groom came over to offer the customary toast that he spoke in a nonchalant tone: "Ning Fengzhi, you are truly shameless. For the sake of the so-called sect's interests, you actually let your daughter marry such a short, insignificant man."
It would have been better if he hadn't said it, because the whole room burst into laughter.
Hu Yanzhen said, "Haha, Fire Dragon Douluo is right. I've wanted to say this for a long time. Sect Master Ning, you're really something. You actually found such an ugly son-in-law for your daughter, and he's even infertile."
"Who says otherwise? I heard that although this kid possesses twin martial souls, his first martial soul's fourth soul ring absorbed a hundred-year soul ring, and his second martial soul absorbed a thousand-year soul ring. He even formed a human centipede with several wanted criminals in a brothel..."
The other four sect leaders also joined in mocking and ridiculing Tang San.
This caused Tang San's eyes to turn bloodshot again, and he began to pant heavily.
Just as he was about to make a bet with these people, Tang Hao finally returned. "A mere baby elephant, a small sword, a little tiger, a little lamb, and a little leopard dare to mock my son." He didn't look at Liu Erlong, but after giving Huyan Zhen and the four sect leaders a disdainful look, he strode over.
"Dad." Tang San, who was only a little over 1.3 meters tall, completely broke down when he saw his father and could no longer hold back his tears.
Heaven knows how wronged he felt facing the ridicule and mockery of the other titled Douluo.
Seeing his father, his greatest support, return, Tang San burst into tears and threw himself into his arms.
However, because Tang Hao's hips were so wide that Tang San could easily squeeze through them, the sight was rather strange.
Ling Yuan, seated at the head of the table, finally spoke, "Tang Hao, you really have a lot of nerve, daring to appear before me."
"Why wouldn't I dare? I am now the Guardian Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and a Royal Guest of the Heaven Dou Empire. If you want to lay a hand on me and my son, you'll have to declare war on the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the Heaven Dou Empire."
Tang Hao patted his son's head and with a single sentence, directly dragged Ning Fengzhi and Prince Xuexing into the mess.
The two men's faces darkened immediately. Ning Fengzhi was somewhat better off, since the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School had now completely placed its bets on Tang Hao and his son Tang San, and had even secretly created five divinely gifted children with Tang Hao for this purpose.
Prince Xuexing's expression turned ugly.
No wonder that bastard agreed so readily to become a royal guest minister when forming the offensive and defensive alliance; he was just using the Heavenly Dou Empire as a pawn.
Fortunately, my elder brother had made preparations before this trip.
"Hehe, I see. Sect Master Ning, Prince Xuexing, so you're saying you're going to war with my Spirit Hall for Tang Hao?" Ling Yuan said with a smile to Ning Fengzhi and Prince Xuexing, her orange-red flames pulsating around her, looking ready to fight at the slightest provocation.
Salas, Huyan Zhen, and the sect leaders of the four lower sects, a total of six titled Douluo, were all ready for battle.
Faced with seven Title Douluos, even with Dugu Bo by his side, Prince Xue Xing was terrified. He hurriedly said, "It's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding! My Heaven Dou Empire has never intended to be an enemy of the Spirit Hall. My brother sent me here not only to attend the wedding, but also to resolve the grudge between Haotian Douluo and the Spirit Hall."
"Oh? I wonder how the Heavenly Dou Empire plans to resolve this?" Ling Yuan asked, squinting her eyes.
Hearing this, Ning Fengzhi breathed a sigh of relief.
He was genuinely afraid of war. After all, if a real war broke out, Old Poison Master and Liu Erlong might not necessarily help. Even if they did, regardless of victory or defeat, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School would definitely suffer a loss, and they might even tear down his entire sect.
Who knows, the old poison master might even take this opportunity to retaliate and deliberately injure the disciples of their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
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