Douluo: King of Scrolls Flies to the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect

"They are well-informed. When I went there to get certified as a Title Douluo, the people from the Spirit Hall asked me about my health. They also said that I didn't sound well before and wondered how I am now."

Bo Wuji said, curling his lips: "You're still asking now? I've already broken through to the Titled Douluo, is this considered my last burst of glory?"

"Dad~" Bai Qinghe said helplessly, "Please stop saying unlucky things."

“Oh, I see… I said I just had a common cold, isn’t it normal to recover from the illness?

Besides, I have been at level 89 for many years? How could I suddenly have a sudden enlightenment and break through?"

Obviously, Bai Wuji was very unhappy about that group of people doubting his promotion to Titled Douluo.

"Afterwards, some people said that after I became a Titled Douluo, the Giant Sword Sect would definitely flourish in the future, and that the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Sect was just a Titled Douluo~

Oh, I don’t even want to talk about this group of people who are blatantly flattering me.

Still bringing up the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Sect? Why didn't they say anything when the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Sect had five or six Titled Douluo in the early years?

Now they are old and some of them have passed away, but you still dare to scare me with the example of the Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex Sect, do you think I am stupid?"

Ning Susu listened and smiled, "I thought they wanted to sow discord between you and our Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, and to instigate your Giant Sword Sect to become independent."

"Little idiot, it's too obvious to mention the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect directly. Besides, who doesn't know that my daughter is Feng Zhi's wife? How can a good father-in-law like me cause trouble for my daughter and son-in-law?"

Ning Fengzhi smiled and nodded after hearing this, and even poured wine for Bai Wuji.

However, Bai Qinghe really couldn't stand her father's drunkenness and the way he kept saying things that could make people dig their toes into the ground.

But then again, could it be that my daughter's nasty speech is inherited from her grandfather?

Ning Susu was eating the meat seriously. Feeling her mother's puzzled gaze on her, Ning Susu looked up and saw Bai Qinghe continuing to listen to Bai Wuji's words as if nothing had happened.

“When they urged me to start my own business, I said, ‘That’s a no-no.

I only have one Titled Douluo in my Giant Sword Sect, and his level is not even higher than that of the old Sect Master of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Sect. What am I?

Why don't you mention the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect? A sect with three Titled Douluo, how proud it is to tell others about it! It's exactly the same as the retired Haotian Sect~"

As soon as Ning Susu's grandfather finished speaking, Ning Susu smiled unkindly.

Her grandfather was really wise and foolish. At this time, he even mentioned the Haotian Sect, which was the most hated by the Spirit Hall, and used them to divert attention.

After enjoying a family dinner at the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, Bai Wuji watched Ning Susu train seriously the next morning, and then returned to the Giant Sword Sect with peace of mind.

Then, within a short period of time, many people's attention was focused on this newly promoted Titled Douluo...

Wuhun City, inside the Pope's Palace.

Qianxunji sat on the Pope's chair, and the sunlight from the dome shone vertically.

The gems on the illuminated seats reflected an even brighter and more dazzling light.

But the person sitting on this chair is completely the opposite.

Qianxunji was plunged into a dark and eerie shadow.

As soon as Ghost Douluo Guimei entered the Pope's Palace and saw the scene in front of him, his heart trembled a little.

"Have you figured out why the Titled Douluo of the Giant Sword Sect suddenly broke through?"

Originally, the Spirit Hall should have tried to win over someone who broke through to become a Titled Douluo, but this Titled Douluo came from the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, one of the top three sects.

"Reporting to the Pope, that Bo Wuji has been stuck at level 89 for more than ten years. Some time ago, there was even news that he was seriously ill and might die at any time.

Not only did he survive, he seemed to have gained some understanding, and that’s when he made a breakthrough.”

Guimei told Qianxunji the information he had found out, but the answer did not satisfy him.

The ghost met the red-gold eyes and was so scared that he withdrew his gaze and continued, "It is said that the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect may have sent some treasure to help Bo Wuji."

"baby?"

Qian Xunji narrowed his eyes, which reminded him of the sudden and inexplicable show of goodwill from the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, which was also a magical herb.

Thanks to that magical herb, he was able to survive Bibi Dong's sneak attack.

Logically, a normal person would thank the other person for saving his life after this incident, but Qianxunji is not a normal person.

He just wanted to know where the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect got that magical herb, and why they were willing to give it to outsiders.

Nowadays, there seem to be quite a few similar treasures.

"The Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect is indeed very profound. It is capable of rescuing a dying person on the spot, and even - going one step further."

Hearing Qianxunji's sarcastic words, Ghost Douluo seemed to be thinking about something. When he looked up, he saw Qianxunji waving his hand and asking him to leave.

Before he left, he heard Qianxunji say, "Ask Shelong (Snake Spear Douluo) to come over. I have something to tell you."

"Yes."

After leaving the Pope's Palace and walking a long way away, the ghost finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He always felt that the atmosphere in the Pope's Palace was becoming more and more creepy, and that Bibi Dong's betrayal was indeed a big blow to their Pope.

But this really can’t be blamed on Bibi Dong.

The ghost was concentrating on thinking about something when a strong scent of chrysanthemums wafted to his nose.

As a strong wind blew from behind, the ghost dodged sideways and cursed with a smile:

"Old Chrysanthemum, you are so old and still want to use sneak attacks?"

"You old devil, can you let me die in an instant?"

As soon as the words were spoken, a chrysanthemum was placed where the ghost had disappeared.

"You can die, who dares to resist you, a chrysanthemum?"

Ghost Douluo had a dead face, and looking at the smiling Chrysanthemum Douluo Yueguan, he knew that something was wrong with the other party.

"what happened?"

"I'm going to be out for a while. Old ghost, is there anything you want? I'll buy it for you later~"

Ghost Douluo looked as if he looked down on Ju Douluo's mentality of going out on business as if it were a trip, but he honestly told him to bring some gorgeous black fabrics.

"Got it. Colorful black, right?"

Ghost Douluo: “…”

Soon, the two of them walked side by side towards the Douluo Palace.

The two of them talked about what they had done recently, and Guimei asked Yue Guan what he was going to do after leaving Wuhun City.

"Some time ago, the bishops of the Wuhun branch hall sent some good seedlings. I want to take them to the concentration camp."

Those who can survive the concentration camps can receive the best training.

"You have to personally take part in the concentration camp selection?"

The ghost frowned, seemingly dissatisfied.

The same goes for Yue Guan. After all, he is a Titled Douluo. What does it mean for him to watch a group of Soul Master-level kids fighting and playing?

"Tell me, is it because of our past relationship with the Saint...ah, because of our close relationship with that person, that the Pope is avoiding us in many things now?"

When Bibi Dong was mentioned, the expressions of both of them changed slightly.

They were all there when Bibi Dong attacked Qianxunji that day, and they knew some unknown things clearly.

Guimei told Yueguan what happened today.

"The Pope directly asked She Long to deal with the matter behind that Bai. Several elders in the Douluo Palace are away all year round. Do you know what they did for the Pope?"

Yue Guan pursed his lips slightly, he didn't know about this either.

Although he and Guimei seemed to have noble status and often appeared in public on behalf of the Spirit Hall, he understood that they were not the Pope's confidants and were at best thugs in the open.

If something happened to the Spirit Hall in the future, he and Gui Mei might be the first to be sacrificed...