Douluo:Elf Descends, I Am the Creator God

Ning Fengzhi: "..."

Gu Rong: "..."

After listening to Chen Xin's account, Ning Fengzhi was completely dumbfounded.

So much had happened without his knowledge.

As it turned out, he, Ning Fengzhi, was merely a pawn in their little scheme?

"Four... fourteen years old."

"A four-ring high-level Soul Grandmaster under fifteen?"

"And I just gave her away like that?"

"What exactly did I miss?"

The moment he realized he'd lost a genius Soul Master seedling with Titled Douluo potential, Ning Fengzhi felt physically ill.

Had he known that catgirl possessed such formidable talent, he would never have let her go so easily back then.

After all, their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was currently facing an awkward transitional period between generations.

Once Chen Xin and Gu Rong passed away, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School would be completely removed from the Upper Three Sects.

Not only that, they might even become targets of countless covetous forces.

One wrong move could lead to complete annihilation.

Without a Titled Douluo, how could the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School protect its vast cultivation resources?

How could they safeguard their nation-rivaling wealth?

By relying on those seven-ring Soul Saints?

Those eight-ring Soul Douluos?

Or perhaps their direct disciples who possessed no combat ability whatsoever?

Don't be ridiculous.

None of these could be relied upon—only a Titled Douluo could provide real security.

This was precisely why the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School scoured the continent for genius Soul Masters, especially those with Innate Full Soul Power who showed potential to become Titled Douluos.

That catgirl had the makings of a Titled Douluo!

The more he thought about it, the more Ning Fengzhi's heart ached.

If only he hadn't given her away back then, but kept and nurtured her instead.

In forty—no, thirty years, their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School would have possessed a powerfully talented Titled Douluo.

Moreover, that catgirl was female.

If during that time he'd had his useless sons cultivate some affection with her, perhaps even arrange a match...

Wouldn't he have gained a Titled Douluo as a daughter-in-law?

With the catgirl's formidable talent, imagine the potential of his future grandchildren!

After all, Martial Souls typically inherited the stronger traits from either parent.

"Pfft—"

At this thought, Ning Fengzhi spat out a mouthful of blood.

Pain. Such unbearable pain.

Not only had he lost a potential Titled Douluo daughter-in-law, but also a potential Titled Douluo grandchild.

Ning Fengzhi was filled with regret.

This was undoubtedly the worst decision he'd ever made in his life.

"Gu... Gu Uncle."

"Sword... Sword Uncle."

"Tell me..."

"If I offer those two eighty-thousand-year Soul Bones from the Heavenly Treasury..."

"Could we... could we get that catgirl back?"

At this moment, Ning Fengzhi was trembling—his body shook, his hands quivered, and his heart bled.

His voice came out shaky and incoherent.

He was practically willing to trade those two eighty-thousand-year Soul Bones from the sect's reserves just to bring that catgirl back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

After all, not only did she possess Titled Douluo potential, but her descendants would undoubtedly inherit that same potential.

"This... should be possible, right?"

"Although that cat girl has the potential to become a Titled Douluo,"

"Right now, she hasn't fully matured yet."

"Using two eighty-thousand-year Soul Bones to exchange for her—"

"If nothing unexpected happens, I think there's still a good possibility."

Upon hearing Ning Fengzhi's words, Gu Rong silently weighed the matter in his heart.

What Ning Fengzhi could think of, he naturally could as well.

Or perhaps, Gu Rong considered even more.

After all—

A granddaughter-in-law with the potential to become a Titled Douluo...

In the future, she might not just give birth to one great-grandson with Titled Douluo potential.

What if she bore two?

Or even three?

If they could use two spare Soul Bones—

Moreover, eighty-thousand-year ones they couldn't even utilize—

To exchange for this cat girl, a granddaughter-in-law with Titled Douluo potential...

Then it would be an absolute win for their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

"Under normal circumstances, there might be some possibility,"

"But if it involves Your Excellency Elf..."

"Then our plan is simply impossible."

"If I'm not mistaken, Your Excellency Elf doesn't seem to lack Soul Bones."

—The fifty-thousand-year bone gifted by Brother Qinghe—

Just recalling Su Xiaoli's words allowed Chen Xin to deduce many things.

For example—

The fifty-thousand-year Torso Bone Emperor Xue Ye had gifted to Your Excellency Elf...

Had been casually tossed aside by him.

And placed somewhere a mere maid could easily access.

What did that imply?

It meant—

Your Excellency Elf had no shortage of Soul Bones.

With these thoughts in mind, Chen Xin slowly voiced his own conclusions.

"Sw-Sword Uncle..."

"Gu-Gu Uncle..."

"Is there really no other way?"

"Without completely offending Elf Crown, is there still a method to get the cat girl back?"

Hearing Chen Xin's explanation, Ning Fengzhi's face twisted in anguish.

Directly confronting Elf Crown and forcibly demanding the cat girl back?

Don't be ridiculous!

Doing so would only thoroughly enrage—

A peak-level ninety-sixth-ranked Douluo, one proficient in spatial abilities.

And one with a soul ring configuration of eight black and one red.

Let it be known—

Even if the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School exhausted all its resources,

They would still lack the capability to completely eliminate such an existence.

Once Elf Crown was thoroughly provoked—

Not only would all his previous investments and goodwill be wasted,

But if Elf Crown ever cultivated his Soul Power to the ninety-ninth rank, reaching the realm of a Peerless Douluo—

Then it would spell utter doom for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Unable to retrieve her using the two eighty-thousand-year Soul Bones from their sect's reserves...

And lacking the power to forcibly kill Yunxiao, this Elf Crown...

Unable to trade for her, unable to defeat him—

This was what pained and frustrated Ning Fengzhi the most.

After all—

Yunxiao, this Elf Crown, was not just a lone warrior.

He had also bestowed the Poison Douluo with a life-saving grace.

A mysterious and unfathomable Elf Douluo.

A Poison Douluo who dominated the world with his venom.

If Ning Fengzhi thoroughly offended Yunxiao—

It would be equivalent to provoking two Titled Douluo at once.

If things went poorly—

They might not even need to wait for Yunxiao to cultivate his Soul Power to the ninety-ninth rank, the realm of a Peerless Douluo.

Just having Yunxiao and Poison Douluo join forces would be enough to turn their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School into a living hell.

Gu Rong, who had also realized this point, wore an extremely grim expression.

They couldn't exchange, and they couldn't win in a fight.

This... was truly frustrating.

But just then, as if struck by a sudden thought,

Gu Rong stroked his chin before slowly speaking up.

"Perhaps... we really do have a perfect solution."