As the words fell, the color on Huo Wu’s face instantly drained completely, and her mind buzzed.
Could this waste actually be coming for Shui Bing’er?
However, even if it were Shui Bing’er, so what?
Just a moment ago, she said she wasn’t worthy, so now Shui Bing’er is worthy?
“Shui Bing’er?”
Huo Wu gritted her teeth, her originally extremely beautiful face somewhat distorted,
“Ning Tian! Are you blind?”
“In what way am I, Huo Wu, inferior to that ice-faced Shui Bing’er!”
“In terms of talent, my Spirit is the mutated Shadow of Fire, and in terms of figure, in what way am I not better than her?”
“You, a waste who isn’t even a Spirit Master, what right do you have to pick and choose here!”
It has to be said, some women are just like this.
The first second they cared about was making sure he didn’t choose them!
The next second it changed to, what right do you have to choose Shui Bing’er instead of me!
After these words were spoken, the main hall became frighteningly quiet once again.
The Fire Family Patriarch was so frightened his scalp tingled, wishing he could rush up and cover this girl’s mouth.
Crazy!
Truly crazy!
This is the Young Lord of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!
Even if you are unhappy inside, you cannot repeatedly call him a waste right in front of his biological father and Sword Douluo!
Sure enough.
Ning Fengzhi, sitting in the main seat, saw the spring-breeze-like smile on his face fade away bit by bit.
He put down his teacup without speaking, and merely glanced extremely indifferently at Elder Zhao standing on the side of the main hall.
Elder Zhao naturally understood what it meant.
“Audacious!”
He took a step out, the seven spirit rings beneath his feet suddenly lighting up, and the violent coercion of the Spirit Saint level swept out like a tidal wave, locking directly onto Huo Wu.
Huo Wu at this moment was merely a Spirit Elder in her thirties; how could she possibly withstand this level of coercion?
She let out a muffled groan, her legs went soft, and she fell directly to her knees on the ground.
Before she could even react, Elder Zhao had already approached her like Gui Mei.
“Slap!”
An extremely crisp slap exploded within the main hall.
Huo Wu was slapped so hard she spun half a circle on the spot, heavily crashing to the ground.
The left side of her face instantly swelled red, five clear finger imprints emerged, and a trace of fresh blood even spilled from the corner of her mouth.
“Repeatedly insulting the Young Lord of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, do you really think this old man dares not kill you?”
Elder Zhao shook his wrist, looking down condescendingly at Huo Wu on the ground, his tone bone-chilling.
This slap completely stunned the people in the main hall.
“Wu’er!”
The Fire Family Patriarch’s eyes split open from rage.
When had the daughter he regarded as the apple of his eye ever suffered this kind of grievance!
If School Master Ning had hit her twice, that would be it, but you, an Outer Sect Elder, also slapped her in public?!
“Going too far!”
The Fire Family Patriarch roared angrily, and eight spirit rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black—instantly erupted.
He was, after all, an eighty-third-rank Spirit Douluo; in the Heaven Dou Empire, he was also considered a well-known expert.
“A mere Spirit Saint dares to run wild in my Elemental Valley! Kneel down for me!”
The Fire Family Patriarch’s hair and beard stood on end.
With a single punch, the violent crimson flames transformed into a huge fiery meteorite, heading straight for Elder Zhao’s face.
Elder Zhao’s expression changed.
He was only a Spirit Saint after all!
Under such a massive gap in spirit power, facing this strike, he definitely could not block it.
At this critical juncture.
“Zheng—”
A clear sword hum resounded through the main hall.
He didn’t get up at all, but merely waved his hand casually.
A Seven Kill Sword appeared out of thin air above the main hall.
A chilling, slaughterous Qi that caused despair instantly filled the entire space.
That fiery meteorite with astonishing momentum was annihilated silently in mid-air without even touching the Sword Qi.
“Pfft!”
The Fire Family Patriarch was struck as if by lightning, flying backwards like a kite with a broken string, and heavily smashed into the mahogany pillar behind him, opening his mouth to spit out a large mouthful of fresh blood.
An eighty-third-rank Spirit Douluo could not even withstand the Sword Qi coercion in front of Sword Douluo!
The main hall was dead silent.
Yu Luomian’s hand holding the teacup trembled violently, failing to notice that the tea had spilled all over the floor.
Merely releasing the coercion of his Spirit repelled an attack system Spirit Douluo?!
Too terrifying!
Is this the strength of the number one attack Douluo under heaven?!
Chen Xin slowly stood up.
His white robes fluttered without wind, and that Seven Kill Sword hovered behind him, its tip pointing straight at the Huo Family father and daughter fallen on the ground.
“With a bit of talent, you don’t know the immensity of heaven and earth?”
Chen Xin’s tone was indifferent, not even giving Huo Wu a proper look.
“Who do you think you are? You are merely a mutated Spirit.”
“With a bit of looks, you think you are worthy of Tian’er?”
Chen Xin snorted coldly.
“Fickle in Heart-Nature, narrow-minded, and utterly devoid of manners; you are simply rotten wood that cannot be carved!”
“My Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has wealth rivaling a nation and is the number one auxiliary Sect under heaven!”
“Tian’er is the future hope of our Sect. How could his status be something a girl from a second-rate Family like you can reach for?”
“Let alone you, even if it were the Holy Maiden of Spirit Hall or the Crown Princess of the Star Luo Empire, if Tian’er does not nod, they wouldn’t even be qualified to step through the door of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!”
These words were spoken decisively and resolutely.
Huo Wu covered her swollen face, dazedly sitting collapsed on the ground.
That pride ingrained in her bones was pressed to the ground and rubbed by these few words, shattering all over the floor.
“Why aren’t you getting lost?”
Chen Xin frowned slightly, and the Seven Kill Sword behind him lit up a bit more.
The Fire Family Patriarch was scared out of his wits, how dare he utter any more nonsense.
He didn’t even care to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, scrambling over, pulling up the dazed Huo Wu, and stumbling out of the main hall.
The main hall returned to tranquility once more.
Chen Xin snorted coldly, put away his Spirit, and sat back down on the chair to rest his mind with his eyes closed.
That amiable appearance made it seem as if the god of slaughter who heavily injured a Spirit Douluo with a single move just now was completely not him.
Seeing this, Ning Fengzhi slowly stood up.
He waved his hand, signaling Elder Zhao to step down, and then walked to the center of the main hall, hanging that refined and gentle smile back on his face.
“Sigh, Uncle Jian’s temper is truly getting bigger and bigger. Everyone has been startled.”
Ning Fengzhi sighed, then turned to look at the Shui Clan Head who was still stiff in his chair.
“Brother Shui.”
Ning Fengzhi smiled and beckoned.
“Come, sit by my side, and let’s discuss this marriage properly.”
The Shui Clan Head shuddered all over.
Looking at the pool of blood on the ground, and then looking at Sword Douluo resting his eyes, how could he dare say half a word of refusal.
The Shui Clan Head stood up tremblingly, moving step by step to the chair beside Ning Fengzhi, his buttocks only daring to touch half of the chair surface.
“School… School Master Ning.”
The Shui Clan Head squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying,
“To be honest, you doing this… this is really punishing this old man too much.”
“Brother Shui’s words are being too polite.”
“Tian’er this child has been spoiled by us since he was young.”
“However, his eye is exceptionally good; at a glance, he took a fancy to your daughter Bing’er.”
“Your Shui Family cultivating an Ice Phoenix is truly not easy.”
“But I have said before, as long as this marriage is successful, from now on, the Shui Family will be the closest ally of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.”
“Whether it is Cultivate resources or gold coins, as long as you open your mouths, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will never be ambiguous.”
The carrot and stick approach was played to perfection by Ning Fengzhi.
It also made the Shui Clan Head on the side swallow his saliva in his heart.
If it were changed to any other girl in the Family, he wouldn’t hesitate for even a second, directly packing her up and sending her over.
But… that is Shui Bing’er!
“School Master Ning, this old man will say a heartfelt word.”
The Shui Clan Head paused, wearing a bitter face, rubbing his hands awkwardly.
“Eldest Young Master being able to take a fancy to Bing’er is Bing’er’s fortune, and it is also our Shui Family reaching high.”
“But this matter… this old man truly cannot make the decision!”
“Oh?”
Ning Tian leaned against the back of the chair and lazily chimed in,
“You are the Shui Clan Head, and you can’t decide your daughter’s marriage? Could it be that she runs the house in the Shui Family?”
“Eldest Young Master does not know.”
The Shui Clan Head sighed.
“After all, the Spirit that Bing’er awakened is the Ice Phoenix.”
“This kind of Spirit is extremely rare even in the thousand-year history of the Shui Family.”
“Although this old man is the Clan Chief, my talent is limited, and at best in this life I am just a Spirit Douluo.”
“But Bing’er is different. She is the only Genius in the Shui Family in several hundred years who has hopes of impacting Titled Douluo.”
“As early as when she first awakened her Spirit, the Family Elder Council had already established her as the next Clan Chief successor, and her status within the clan is even above this old man’s.”
The Shui Clan Head wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
“In addition, that girl is a complete Cultivate madman.”
“I think there is a matter you have all heard of, which is that she once swore in front of all the elders of the Shui Family that until she reaches the peak of Titled Douluo, she will never fall in love.”
“If this old man agrees to this marriage now, when I go back, she can strip me, her father, of my Clan Chief position, and then make her own decision…”
Hearing these words, Ning Fengzhi slightly raised his eyebrows.
A bit interesting.
However, it’s just a bit interesting.
Tian’er has chosen, so it must be done!
“Since Brother Shui cannot make the decision, then it is also simple.”
Ning Fengzhi picked up his teacup and gently blew on it.
“Then I will trouble Brother Shui to invite Bing’er over.”
“For marriage matters, the parents’ orders are one aspect.”
“Since this child has her own opinions, let’s talk face-to-face. We can always talk out a result.”
Hearing this, the Shui Clan Head shook his head like a rattle-drum.
“School Master Ning, it’s not that I am shirking.”
“Bing’er is still in closed-door Cultivate right now, and it is the critical moment for impacting Realms. She has declared that no one is allowed to disturb her.”
“How about… you all stay in the valley first, and when she leaves seclusion, this old man will definitely…”
Before he finished speaking.
On the chair beside him, Chen Xin, who had been resting his mind with his eyes closed, opened his eyes once more.
“You are saying, make us wait for her to come out of seclusion?”
Seeing this, the Shui Clan Head was so frightened he almost slipped right off the chair.
“No, no, no! No need to wait for her to come out of seclusion!”
The Shui Clan Head abruptly stood straight, shaking his head extremely fast,
“I will send someone right now… No, I will go invite her personally! This old man will personally go invite her over! Everyone, please wait a moment!”
“Then I will trouble Brother Shui.”
The smile on Ning Fengzhi’s face grew even thicker.
“We will just drink tea right here in this main hall and wait for Brother Shui’s good news.”