Douluo: The Elves Have Arrived, I Am the God of Creation

Chapter 197 The Spirit Hall, Rejected by Everyone

After some explanation, Emperor Qinghe waved his hand and announced the start of the main event. The eunuch beside Xue Qinghe shouted loudly.

"Please welcome the Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Duke Ning Fengzhi of the Seven Treasures School, to come forward and present your gifts."

On such a momentous occasion as the new emperor's ascension to the throne and the conferment of the title of "King of the First Rank," it was natural for various powerful forces to present gifts, which also reflected how much importance each force placed on the Elf Empire.

As soon as the eunuch finished speaking, a clear sound of jade chimes came from the entrance of the stands. Ning Fengzhi, dressed in a moon-white brocade robe, strolled over leisurely, followed by two disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, who were carrying two very gorgeous and exquisite gift boxes in their hands.

Sword Douluo didn't like this kind of scene, so he didn't stand next to Ning Fengzhi, but stood below the platform.

Ning Fengzhi stepped forward and bowed to Xue Qinghe and Yunxiao, his manners impeccable yet not obsequious: "Your Majesty's ascension to the throne and the prince's investiture are a double celebration. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has no generous gift, only this '30,000-year-old soul bone' to express our sentiments. In addition, we will contribute another ten million gold soul coins to the Elf Empire to improve the lives of the soldiers and countless civilians."

As he spoke, the disciple behind him opened the gift boxes. Inside the first gift box lay a 30,000-year-old left arm soul bone, with a faint halo flowing over it. The second gift box also contained many gold soul coin savings cards.

"Heh! Ning Fengzhi, that old fox."

Yunxiao raised an eyebrow, her gaze towards Ning Fengzhi now tinged with amusement. Ning Fengzhi, that old fox, even his gift-giving was so perfectly timed. He not only gave the new emperor tangible benefits but also incurred favors from the military generals and the common people, all while subtly doing Yunxiao a favor in return.

"Ning Fengzhi is a smart man, but unfortunately, his smartness is both his strength and his weakness. He wants the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School to become the number one family and sect on the Douluo Continent. It can only be said that his strength is not worthy of his ambition."

Yunxiao shook his head inwardly and made a judgment about Ning Fengzhi.

If Ning Fengzhi could put aside his ambitions and focus on leading the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and helping Qian Renxue govern the Elf Empire, with his skill in navigating various situations, he might very well become a "wise prime minister" praised by future generations.

Qian Renxue had her own thoughts, but she was currently playing the role of the "Qinghe" Emperor in front of everyone!

Despite her many thoughts, she could only force a wider smile: "Very good! Teacher's kindness is appreciated by me, Brother Yun, the generals, and all the people. Someone, accept this for me and keep it safe!"

Countless military officers and civilians below the stage clapped and cheered. When Ning Fengzhi returned to his seat, the eunuch saw this.

He immediately called out loudly to the next person: "Please welcome the Sect Master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, His Majesty Thunder, and Lord Yu Yuanzhen to come forward and present their gifts."

The abdication on a snowy night and the ascension of the new emperor are major events.

Even Yu Yuanzhen, who usually secluded himself in seclusion, was invited out by the Heavenly Dou Royal Family.

Of course, this also includes the Clear Sky Sect, which has been living in seclusion and closed off from the world. But unfortunately, because of the existence of the Spirit Hall, the Clear Sky Sect did not dare to accept the invitation.

Even though Tang Yue tried every means possible, and repeatedly suggested sending people to congratulate the Haotian Sect in the council hall, hoping that the Haotian Sect would take this opportunity to re-emerge, she was rejected by many titled Douluo elders.

After all, the past grievances have not yet been resolved, and the Spirit Hall's spies are all over Heaven Dou City. No one dares to gamble that this move will drag the peaceful and secluded Clear Sky Sect back into the vortex.

Unlike the worries of the Haotian Sect members, Yu Yuanzhen had no such concerns. He was dressed in a dark-colored outfit with silver trim, his shoulders and back straight as a pine tree. Behind him were two disciples from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, who carried a heavy black iron box together. Their footsteps echoed on the gold bricks.

Upon reaching the stage, Yu Yuanzhen skipped the elaborate formalities and simply clasped his hands politely, saying, "As Your Majesty ascends the throne, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has no empty formalities. Here are three hundred sets of 'Thunder Pattern Mystic Iron Armor,' capable of withstanding a Soul King's full-force attack, which we present to the Imperial Guard to protect Your Majesty's safety."

As soon as Yu Yuanzhen finished speaking, the two disciples behind him opened the box. Inside, many pieces of armor and equipment were quietly placed, gleaming coldly in the sunlight, clearly not ordinary items. Xue Qinghe stood up and nodded: "I am very pleased with this gift from Your Majesty Thunder. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect is very thoughtful."

Xue Qinghe was in high spirits after getting 300 sets of armor from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan for free, and armor that could withstand a Soul King's full-force attack.

After Yu Yuanzhen clasped his hands in greeting, he turned around and returned to his seat. His gaze swept over Yunxiao next to Xue Qinghe, his eyes filled with a complex emotion.

Because of what happened with Yu Tianheng, Yu Yuanzhen chose to ignore Yunxiao's existence. Even though today is Yunxiao's celebration as a king of equal rank, he still chooses to ignore him.

He, Yu Yuanzhen, is a proud dragon.

If he could, he would not want to lower his proud head.

But when he thought about the difference in strength between him and Yunxiao...

He had no choice but to ignore it.

After all, you can't win by fighting.

Now, not to mention that Yunxiao has become a prince.

Then we definitely shouldn't fight.

In the face of adversity, ignoring it is the best option.

Yunxiao looked at Yu Yuanzhen's figure and thought to himself, "Heh! Yu Yuanzhen? A proud old dragon, lacking strength but refusing to accept his fate. No wonder he was wiped out by Bibi Dong, leaving only Yu Tianheng and Yu Tianxin as his sole heirs."

How could Yu Yuanzhen's gaze and thoughts possibly escape the eyes of this god-king?

Thinking of the situation of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan, Yunxiao lost interest in Yu Yuanzhen and their Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan's long-standing sacred artifact, named "True Dragon Nine Crowns".

Dugu Bo alone is enough to give Yu Yuanzhen a hard time.

There's also Bibi Dong, who always wants to destroy the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, wanting to avenge Yu Xiaogang, whom she cherishes dearly.

Not to mention the Spirit Hall's upcoming Soul Hunting Plan. With these two deadly moves piled up, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's meager resources simply wouldn't be enough to withstand their onslaught.

When Lan Dian Ba ​​Wang Zong presented the gift, countless military generals and civilians below the stage applauded and cheered. After Yu Yuanzhen returned to his seat, the eunuch saw this.

He immediately announced loudly, "Please welcome the two titled Douluo of the Spirit Hall—Your Excellency Ghost and Your Excellency Chrysanthemum—to come forward with the Golden Generation of the Spirit Hall to present their gifts!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the cheers on the stage suddenly subsided, and even the military officers in the front row subconsciously sat up straight. Everyone knew that the Spirit Hall was powerful and at odds with most of the people present.

Everyone gave the Spirit Hall a cold shoulder, wanting to see why the Spirit Hall had sent two Title Douluos this time.

(End of this chapter)