Douluo: Emerald Poison Emperor

In the eyes of Ning Fengzhi and the previous generations of Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan leaders, as long as they maintained this approach, and as long as the clan wasn't destroyed by unforeseen disasters, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan would only grow stronger and more stable over time.

Who could predict if, among the descendants of these people, there might one day emerge guardians of the clan, future Titled Douluos, or even companions for future clan leaders?

For the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, using calculable wealth to gamble on an unpredictable future potential was an overwhelmingly worthwhile investment.

When someone suddenly raised the bid by 1.5 million, Chen Ming fell silent, unsure who exactly was raising the price. Meanwhile, the elder of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan in Room Four was so furious that he was practically stomping his feet.

"12.01 million gold soul coins. Some matters should be handled with moderation," the elder roared, not only shouting out his price but also issuing a veiled threat.

Although this was clearly against the rules, the manager of the Heaven Dou Royal Auction House acted as though he hadn't heard anything at all.

After all, strength was the ultimate truth. The Enforcer was merely a Soul Sage with a background as insignificant as the Blacksmith Association, barely worth noting in the eyes of the Heaven Dou royal family.

On the other hand, the person in the top-level room was an elder from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. Could their statuses even compare? How could someone like the manager dare to intervene?

Hearing the elder's threatening words, Bone Douluo's expression darkened. Under the interested gazes of Ning Fengzhi and the others, Bone Douluo approached the wall separating Room Three and Room Four. Stretching out his arm, he lightly traced the wall.

With that, the space was opened by Bone Douluo, and the thick wall was rendered meaningless under the power of spatial manipulation. Even the special materials added by craftsmen were useless in the face of a Titled Douluo with spatial attributes.

As soon as the soul power fluctuations were felt, the elder in Room Four turned around angrily, about to roar, but froze in shock when he saw the figures sitting in Room Three.

Ning Fengzhi and his daughter, Ning Rongrong, Sword Douluo Chen Xin, and Bone Douluo Gu Rong.

A chill ran up the elder's spine, and his face turned ashen, devoid of any blood. His body collapsed onto the sofa as if his bones had been removed. His lips moved, but no sound came out.

Seeing this, Gu Rong let out a cold snort and, with a small gesture of his hand, summoned a palm-shaped wave of soul power that slammed the elder to the ground before closing the spatial rift.

However, Gu Rong didn't stop there. After closing the spatial rift, he narrowed his eyes as if sensing something. His soul power fluctuated slightly, and a large spatial rift opened before him. On the other side of the rift were none other than Chen Ming and the bewildered Lou Gao.

When Gu Rong's gaze fell on Chen Ming, his skinny, aged face showed a rare look of surprise.

Though the difference between a Level 95 Titled Douluo and a Level 94 Titled Douluo was just one rank, it represented a significant gulf in power. When Gu Rong had torn open the space earlier, he could faintly sense someone attempting to observe him through the spatial fluctuations.

Before opening the rift, Gu Rong had thought Room Six might house a famous spatial soul master from the continent or perhaps a high-level Titled Douluo above Level 95. To his surprise, inside the room sat only two people, one old and one young.

The older one seemed to be about eighty years old, a low-level Soul Sage with declining vitality and soul power, ranking among the weakest Soul Sages. His only redeeming quality was his relatively sharp energy.

The younger one appeared to be around thirteen or fourteen, no more than fifteen years old. His spiritual and life energy was abundant yet restrained, to the point where even Gu Rong couldn't discern their exact extent. As for his soul power? It was so well hidden within his body that not a trace leaked out. Judging by his age, he was likely no higher than Level 30.

Had Gu Rong not considered himself somewhat knowledgeable about spatial techniques and caught a faint trace earlier, he might have assumed he'd mistakenly opened the wrong door.

"What brings you esteemed seniors here? Surely this isn't about the auction, is it?"

Chen Ming hadn't expected his earlier probing of the spatial fluctuations to be detected. Maintaining a calm demeanor, he politely greeted Ning Fengzhi and his group through the rift.

Upon seeing Chen Ming's face, Ning Fengzhi immediately recognized the young man's identity.

Chen Ming of Room Six—the grandson-in-law of Dugu Bo, the Poison Douluo, and a poison-type soul master with the Emerald Scorpion Emperor martial soul.

Although puzzled, Ning Fengzhi glanced at Gu Rong, who returned a meaningful look. Although unclear about what had happened, Ning Fengzhi trusted Gu Rong's judgment completely. After calming himself, he greeted Chen Ming with a composed expression.

"I am Ning Fengzhi, the clan master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan. Would you happen to be Chen Ming, the grandson-in-law of Poison Douluo?"

"Greetings to Clan Master Ning." Chen Ming stood up and bowed respectfully. Then, he turned his gaze to Gu Rong and Chen Xin, feigning surprise as he spoke.

"Could it be that the two seniors accompanying Clan Master Ning are the renowned Titled Douluo protectors of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan—Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong?"

"To meet such esteemed seniors is truly an honor."

"Might I ask what brings Clan Master Ning and the two seniors to me?"

Chen Ming's performance was excellent, embodying the demeanor expected of a junior in front of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan's clan master and Titled Douluo. At the same time, he subtly highlighted his composure and calmness, befitting someone recognized as the grandson-in-law of a Titled Douluo.

However, despite his impressive performance, Gu Rong, who had spent years observing Ning Fengzhi, saw through Chen Ming. To Gu Rong, Chen Ming seemed like a younger version of Ning Fengzhi himself, full of calculations and schemes.

With a faint snort, Gu Rong sat back down, pretending to have no further interest in Chen Ming. However, he continued to maintain the spatial rift with his soul power and spiritual energy.

Gu Rong truly didn't know how to handle the situation. He had expected to greet an old acquaintance but had instead been met with an unfamiliar junior.

Aside from Ning Rongrong, Gu Rong had little interest in interacting with younger generations. Since both Sword Douluo and Ning Fengzhi were present, he decided to leave the matter to them, playing his usual role as the bad cop and letting Ning Fengzhi take the lead.