"What?"
"The Seven Kill Sword? This is a martial soul that is on par with the Clear Sky Hammer, yet it's only ranked eighteenth?"
Bibi Dong's voice carried a hint of surprise.
Dust Heart, Sword Douluo.
The guardian of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, a renowned level 97 Super Douluo.
His Seven Kill Sword is so powerful that, among all the weapon spirits on the entire continent, only the Clear Sky Hammer of the Clear Sky Sect is second to none.
Such a powerful martial spirit is only ranked eighteenth?
Standing behind her, Hu Liena's alluring face was also filled with surprise.
She spoke softly, her voice tinged with a hint of wistfulness.
"Tianmu is amazing; it can even heal Chenxin's severed hand."
In the previous battle, Sword Douluo Chen Xin was besieged by several Title Douluos from the Spirit Hall while protecting the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and lost an arm. This news had already spread throughout the continent.
Upon hearing Hu Liena's words, Bibi Dong's surprise slowly faded, and instead, the corners of her lips slightly turned up, revealing a playful smile on her exquisite face.
...
at the same time.
Jialing Pass, rear camp.
Inside a quiet and luxurious hall, the air was filled with the fragrance of sandalwood.
Qianyu leaned back in a large armchair, her eyes slightly closed, looking quite content.
Behind him, a graceful figure was kneeling there.
Gongsun Li wore a fiery red dance dress with a very high slit in the skirt. With her slight movements, her pair of ivory-white, slender legs were faintly visible, arousing the imagination.
Her slender hands were pressing gently on Qianyu's shoulders, relieving his fatigue.
While the outside world was in an uproar over the rankings on the Martial Soul Ranking, this place remained peaceful.
Qianyu slowly opened her eyes, glanced at the scene projected by the water mirror magic in the hall, and spoke calmly.
"Seven Kill Sword, number eighteen."
"Just as I expected."
"The top ten should all be our people."
His voice was completely calm, as if all of this was simply confirming an answer he already knew.
Gongsun Li stopped what she was doing, her beautiful eyes filled with admiration. She smiled softly and said:
"Young Master, not only is your strength unfathomable, but you also have a clear understanding of all things and the ways of the world. Ah Li is truly in awe of you."
She paused, then her tone became tinged with resentment and regret.
"It's laughable that Bibi Dong would give up a true dragon like the young master and still be obsessed with that Yu Xiaogang."
"That good-for-nothing is worlds apart from you, young master."
Gongsun Li was filled with envy for Pope Bibi Dong.
In the hearts of these women from the Jixia Academy, the man before them was the sole ruler of the world.
Serving him was their lifelong pursuit.
Qianyu ignored her complaints and simply asked:
"Ah Li, is there any other news?"
Upon hearing this, Gongsun Li immediately composed herself and respectfully replied:
"Reporting to Young Master, according to the spies planted by Miaoyin Pavilion in the Spirit Hall, Miss... Qian Renxue, is about to set off for Jialing Pass."
Miaoyinfang is an intelligence organization personally established by Qianyu.
Their members are spread to every corner of the continent, whether it is the Spirit Hall, the two great empires, or even inside Shrek Academy.
No matter what happens across the entire continent, it cannot escape Qianyu's eyes.
Upon hearing the name "Qian Renxue," a gentle smile finally appeared on Qian Yu's usually calm face.
He sat up straight, his eyes filled with anticipation and doting affection.
Is Xue'er coming...?
He muttered to himself, as if remembering something, then shook his head with a hint of helplessness.
"This child is good in every way."
"It's just... that I'm too clingy."
...
Outside Jialing Pass.
Inside the central command tent of the Heavenly Dou Empire's main camp.
The atmosphere was deathly silent, with only the heavy breathing of the crowd remaining.
"What?"
"The Seven Kill Sword... is only ranked eighteenth?"
Finally, someone broke the oppressive atmosphere, their voice filled with astonishment.
It was Ning Rongrong who spoke.
Her bright, beautiful eyes widened in disbelief, her small mouth slightly agape, her delicate face filled with astonishment.
Her long, slender legs were slightly crossed, and the curves beneath her skirt were breathtaking, but they were tense with excitement.
"How is this possible? Grandpa Sword's Seven Kill Sword is only ranked eighteenth?"
This ranking is way too low!
In her heart, Sword Douluo Chen Xin was the epitome of invincibility, and his Seven Kill Sword was the sharpest weapon in the world!
But now, a divine oracle has descended, telling her that this sword is only ranked eighteenth.
"Glug."
Flander, standing to the side, pushed up his reading glasses and blinked hard, as if trying to see more clearly.
He swallowed hard and murmured:
"Am I seeing things because I'm old and my eyes are failing? Or am I mistaken?"
However, the gilded characters on the sky were crystal clear, each stroke seemingly carrying the momentum to cleave mountains and rivers, leaving no room for misinterpretation.
"hiss--!"
Yu Xiaogang gasped sharply, his usually stiff and serious face now filled with shock.
"This...this is impossible!"
He spoke in a low voice, his voice trembling slightly.
"According to my theory, the quality of the Seven Kill Sword Martial Soul is comparable to that of the Clear Sky Hammer; both are among the top weapon Martial Souls on the continent!"
"Its attack power has reached the pinnacle of weapon spirits!"
"With such a martial spirit, it should at least be ranked in the top ten, or even... the top five!"
A storm raged in Yu Xiaogang's heart. The scene before him clashed violently with the martial spirit theory he had painstakingly developed over half his life.
This made him feel shaken like never before.
"But now, it's only eighteenth?"
"Then... what about the Clear Sky Hammer? Where does the Clear Sky Hammer rank?"
He subconsciously turned his head and looked at his most prized disciple.
Tang San's handsome face was extremely solemn.
His fists clenched unconsciously inside his sleeves.
"The Seven Kill Sword is known as the number one offensive weapon spirit on the continent, with a power comparable to my Clear Sky Hammer, yet... it's only ranked eighteenth?"
This ranking also had a huge impact on him.
The ranking of the Seven Kill Swords brought him a heavy burden of pressure.
The other members of the Shrek Seven Devils looked at each other, seeing the same emotion in each other's eyes.
Shock, and a touch of... loss.
Oscar touched his nose and smiled wryly:
"It's over, it's over. Even Sword Douluo's Seven Kill Sword is only eighteenth. It seems my Sausage Martial Soul is completely hopeless."
Dai Mubai also looked solemn and said in a deep voice:
"Aside from Hong Jun and Xiao San, we probably have no hope of making it onto the Martial Soul Ranking."
These words made the atmosphere inside the tent even more somber.
(End of chapter)