After the hustle and bustle, the ceremony officially began.
The emcee took the stage to announce the congratulatory gifts from various powers.
Dressed in a seductive outfit, the emcee walked to the front with cat-like steps, unhurriedly opening the announcement list.
"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan is truly wealthy and imposing!"
Many sect masters and elders below sighed in admiration.
The soul power fluctuations emanating from this emcee were actually at the Soul Sage level.
Having a Soul Sage do this announcement—whether it showed how much they valued it or that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan didn't understand the importance of a Soul Sage, who could say.
The emcee with Soul Sage strength began reading the list of gifts.
"Heaven Dou Emperor Xue Qinghe congratulates the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan on renaming to Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Clan."
"Three fruits from a ten-thousand-year-plus Demon Eye Demonic Tree as gifts, congratulating little junior sister Ning Rongrong on ascending to Young Sect Master."
"Haotian Sect Sect Master Tang Xiao offers ten-thousand-year profound iron as a gift, congratulating the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan on reaching greater heights."
"Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect Sect Master Yu Yuanzhen offers a ten-thousand-year Thunder Essence Stone as a gift, congratulating the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan on blooming sesame flowers and rising steadily."
"Holy Dragon Sect Sect Master Tuoba Xi..."
"Elephant Armored Sect Sect Master Huyan Zhen..."
"Star Luo Empire..."
...
This list was very long, even the longest congratulatory gift list in recent years.
It included the upper three sects and lower four sects, the two great empires, and some obscure sects, all coming to watch the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan's renaming ceremony.
After the emcee finished, she stepped aside.
Immediately after, the surrounding soul tools emitted colorful lights.
The entire hall was filled with mist, paired with the decorative scenery around, resembling a fairyland on earth.
Footsteps sounded.
Ning Fengzhi and Ning Rongrong walked side by side to the front of the stage, with the massively built Bone Douluo slightly behind, and the Sword Douluo with his sharp sword aura.
The two stood one on each side of Ning Fengzhi and Ning Rongrong, acting as guards.
Ning Fengzhi ascended the ceremony platform.
Ning Rongrong followed quietly, but she always felt a bit awkward.
The weird and elaborate young lady attire—she had been fussed over by several maids for a long time to get it on. Honestly, she didn't like it, not one bit.
But for the first time of the Seven... oh no, Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Clan.
She'd give a little face to her basically sidelined father!
Ning Rongrong grumbled inwardly, but Ning Fengzhi had no idea what his daughter was thinking.
He looked at the distinguished guests below who came to attend the ceremony.
His refined temperament inexplicably made people feel favorable.
"Welcome everyone for taking time out of your busy schedules to attend the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan's renaming ceremony."
"On behalf of all members of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, I express sincere respect and heartfelt thanks to all distinguished guests."
Someone below started clapping first.
Then the applause grew louder and more widespread.
It lasted nearly a minute.
Then, Ning Fengzhi raised his hand to quiet the applause.
"Today, I, Ning Fengzhi, announce to the continent that our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan is officially renaming to Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Clan!"
As he spoke, the Eight Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda appeared in his hand.
The colorful halo, under the reflection of the surrounding soul tools, appeared even more sacred, making him seem like a god.
Two yellow, two purple, four black—eight soul rings appeared in sequence.
Level 89 soul power faintly surrounded his body.
At the same time, Ning Fengzhi continued:
"In addition, my daughter Ning Rongrong will be the next Sect Master of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Clan!"
Almost the instant Ning Fengzhi's words fell, Ning Rongrong's slender arm extended from her long sleeve, slowly lifting her fair palm.
Light began gathering from all directions.
In moments,
A pagoda with a faint glow appeared in her palm. The light from the pagoda faintly overshadowed Ning Fengzhi's Eight Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.
The crowd was stunned by this hard-to-manifest fairyland-like scene, but the next moment had already begun.
In the space of flowing lights and colors, faint traces of blood red gradually emerged, though very dilute.
But several Title Douluo sensed something.
The Elephant Armored Sect Master even stood up directly, staring fixedly at the podium.
"No... impossible!"
A black soul ring rose from under Ning Rongrong's feet.
This profound black drew the eye inescapably upon sight.
The black soul ring stood out clearly against the colorful glow.
The faint red hues gave an irresistible texture.
"Ten... ten-thousand-year soul ring? No, not quite ten thousand years."
"But at least over ninety-five thousand years!"
Ning Rongrong's soul rings weren't appearing for the first time.
At the Continental Elite Soul Master Tournament, Ning Rongrong had shown her soul rings.
But in that environment, the perception wasn't as clear; if not careful, the red tint couldn't even be noticed.
This special hall was actually deliberately made by Ning Fengzhi, asking Lou Gao to create it so Ning Rongrong's soul rings could fully shock everyone—like 4K quality space.
Before the crowd's shock faded, the second soul ring slowly rose.
Like the first, the second was also deep black, with the same faint red tint.
Indicating it, like the first, was extremely close to ten thousand years.
Then the third, fourth...
As each soul ring appeared, the entire hall fell silent.
Unparalleled shock.
How did a teenage girl achieve six soul rings at least over 95,000 years each?
Ten-thousand-year soul rings might shock, but near hundred-thousand-year ones aren't something you absorb just because you want to.
The difference of ten thousand years in soul ring age is huge, with terrifying distinctions.
In a corner of the hall, Bi Ji quietly watched Ning Rongrong's six soul rings.
"As expected, like Qian Renxue's soul bones, just one year short of hundred thousand years." Bi Ji's eyes flickered as she murmured inwardly.
"Teacher..."
Xue Ke opened her mouth, wanting to ask something.
"Those aren't normal soul rings from hunting soul beasts. Ning Rongrong does have a single martial soul. Anyway, I'm not very clear. If comparing..."
"Think of Qian Renxue; her soul bone set was always one year short of hundred thousand years."
"You mean..." Xue Ke's eyes widened in shock. "Behind the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, there is..."
"Silence!"
Bi Ji put a finger to her lips, stopping Xue Ke.
"Watch carefully! Evolving from swan martial soul to Emerald Swan martial soul, you already qualify to compete with continent prodigies. Xue Ke, I don't know how far you'll go, but..."
"Live on properly! If you can become a god, perhaps you can help us. Of course, it might just be my delusion."
"Teacher..." Xue Ke fell silent.
From Bi Ji's words and the previous miracle at Spirit Hall, Xue Ke vaguely guessed the relationship between Spirit Hall and Star Dou Forest might involve level 100 godhood.
"Keep watching. Remember not to casually step into dangerous territories."
"Only the living have a future."
"I understand."
Xue Ke nodded. This was Bi Ji warning her not to cross Qian Renxue's bottom line.
Bi Ji's voice was heard only by her and Xue Ke, while others seemed oblivious.
Most distinguished guests at the ceremony had their eyes fixed on Ning Rongrong's successively revealed six soul rings, even faintly hearing someone swallow.
"This... this is too terrifying!" Some sect masters and elders present clicked their tongues.
Six black soul rings, each near hundred thousand years.
What heaven-defying operation is this?
Ning Fengzhi, is your daughter a god reincarnated?
(End of chapter)