Chapter 177 Cooperation? Arranged Marriage!
Chapter 177 Cooperation? Arranged Marriage!
Chapter 177 Cooperation? Arranged Marriage!
Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?
When Huo Yuhao mentioned the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, many elders in the hall showed subtle changes in their expressions.
They were all well aware that Huo Yuhao had an unusually close relationship with the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
After all, Huo Yuhao has already taken the young lady back to the Spirit Hall to live, so how could their relationship not be good? They've probably already reached the point of discussing marriage.
Therefore, when Huo Yuhao proposed his second strategy, almost all the elders unanimously thought of a marriage alliance with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
The elders were taken aback by this thought. They had to admit that it was indeed a very wise strategy.
After all, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is not only the wealthiest sect in the world, but also incredibly powerful in its support capabilities, earning it the title of the best support sect in the world.
The sect possesses numerous support-type Soul Masters whose support skills are truly divine, enabling any force that allies with them to gain a significant boost in strength.
If a marriage alliance can be formed with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, the Spirit Hall's future funding problems will be greatly alleviated, and it will no longer need to worry about its source of income.
More importantly, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's support capabilities will greatly enhance the overall strength of the Spirit Hall, elevating its status on the Douluo Continent to a new level.
Ning Fengzhi's support abilities, in particular, were known to almost everyone present; they were simply miraculous.
The elders had already witnessed Ning Rongrong's Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. If the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda was already that powerful, the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda was simply terrifying. Moreover, after the marriage alliance, the Spirit Hall would gain the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's comprehensive support in resources, intelligence, and strategy, which would undoubtedly bring the Spirit Hall an unprecedented advantage.
However, some of the elders present unconsciously looked up at Bibi Dong.
They understood that the relationship between Bibi Dong and Huo Yuhao was far more complex than that of master and disciple. Huo Yuhao's proposal of a marriage alliance with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School—what Bibi Dong's attitude would be—was undoubtedly a question that piqued everyone's curiosity.
Moreover, as the leader of the Spirit Hall, will Bibi Dong support or oppose Huo Yuhao's proposal? Her attitude will directly affect the success or failure of the marriage alliance plan.
However, Bibi Dong appeared unusually calm at this moment, as if she didn't care about Huo Yuhao's suggestion at all.
Only after the elders confirmed that Bibi Dong did not react much did one of them cautiously speak, asking with a slightly probing tone, "So—how exactly is the cooperation with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School that the Holy Son mentioned planned to proceed?"
Huo Yuhao smiled slightly, his voice carrying an undeniable firmness: "Just as everyone thinks, Princess Ning Rongrong of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and I are also in love. Therefore, I plan to formally form a marriage alliance with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. I will go to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School to propose marriage in two days."
Huo Yuhao's words echoed in the air, and the atmosphere in the conference room immediately became lively.
The elders below nodded in approval, their eyes gleaming with admiration.
After all, Huo Yuhao's idea was exactly what they wanted. The benefits of a marriage alliance far outweighed those of a simple partnership.
After all, the meaning of the marriage alliance is that from now on, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the Spirit Hall will be one family.
After the meeting, Huo Yuhao left the conference room immediately without any delay and went to Ning Rongrong's residence.
After all, he needed to tell Ning Rongrong about something so important beforehand. He didn't want her to hear the news from anyone else; he wanted her to experience the joy directly from him.
When Huo Yuhao arrived at Ning Rongrong's residence, she was sitting by the window, holding a book in her hand, but her eyes seemed to be gazing into the distance.
Her eyes lit up immediately when she saw Huo Yuhao walk in.
"Really? Yuhao? You're planning to go to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School in two days to get engaged to my father?"
Ning Rongrong's voice was filled with disbelief and excitement.
She stood up and, like an excited lark, circled around Huo Yuhao, occasionally hugging his arm and kissing him on the cheek.
Ning Rongrong was originally a proud little princess. She always wanted to introduce the person she liked to everyone around her. Ning Rongrong wanted everyone to know that she, Ning Rongrong, had an extremely outstanding boyfriend!
She hoped her family would support her. Now that Huo Yuhao's decision had fulfilled her wish, how could she not be extremely excited?
Seeing Ning Rongrong cheering and jumping for joy like a lark, Huo Yuhao couldn't help but reach out and pull her into his arms, as if she were a precious treasure.
Ning Rongrong was held tightly in Huo Yuhao's arms, just like a daughter being pampered by her father. This feeling immediately made Ning Rongrong feel shy, mixed with an indescribable sense of shame. However, the more Ning Rongrong tried to break free from Huo Yuhao's embrace, the tighter Huo Yuhao held her. Moreover, his hands began to become increasingly restless, caressing Ning Rongrong's body.
Before long, Ning Rongrong's cheeks flushed, her breathing became rapid, and she looked like a budding flower lying in Huo Yuhao's arms, appearing exceptionally delicate.
Huo Yuhao's flirting skills were simply too superb; how could Ning Rongrong, this naive young girl, resist them?
A hint of resentment flickered in her clear eyes as she looked at Huo Yuhao: "Yuhao, you're getting better and better at it. How come you've become so much more experienced after your trip to the far north?"
Ning Rongrong's voice carried a hint of coquetry, but also a hint of dissatisfaction.
Faced with Ning Rongrong's questioning, Huo Yuhao immediately put on an awkward smile; he didn't dare to take the bait.
He knew that if he answered, it would be a disaster, and Ning Rongrong would leave at least three deep teeth marks on him.
Seeing that Huo Yuhao did not answer, Ning Rongrong pouted, showing a hint of dissatisfaction and temper. She crossed her arms, lay in Huo Yuhao's arms, and stopped talking.
As for Huo Yuhao, he also chose to remain silent, simply feeling the little girl's breath and heartbeat in his arms, enjoying the tranquility and warmth of this moment.
It was around seven or eight o'clock in the morning, the sun had just risen, and sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, casting dappled shadows on the ground.
The air was filled with the fresh scent of dew and earth, and all around were lush trees and wildflowers, which swayed gently in the morning breeze, releasing their fragrance.
Ning Rongrong lay quietly in Huo Yuhao's arms, their heartbeats sounding exceptionally clear in the tranquil morning, as if they could hear their souls conversing.
"Yuhao, you're going to the sect to see my father in two days. Are you nervous?"
Ning Rongrong asked softly, her cheeks already flushed red, too shy to look Huo Yuhao in the eye. Her heart was filled with anticipation and excitement; after all, this was the first time she had brought her boyfriend home to meet her father.
At first, Ning Rongrong didn't believe that she would blush so easily when she was with someone she liked, but now she does.
Being with someone you like, even just quietly together, makes your heart race, and time seems to slow down and become precious.
Huo Yuhao held Ning Rongrong tightly, his gaze gentle and affectionate as he looked into her eyes, his lips lightly nibbling at her earlobe: "Of course you're nervous, right? After all, it's your first time meeting your father-in-law. What son-in-law isn't nervous when meeting his father-in-law?"
Huo Yuhao deliberately lowered his voice, making it deep and magnetic, which made Ning Rongrong's heart beat even faster.
As Huo Yuhao's hot breath brushed against her earlobe, Ning Rongrong felt a surge of heat throughout her body, as if a warm current was flowing through her.
However, she also enjoyed this feeling, the warmth and security of being surrounded by love. Huo Yuhao had said before that Ning Rongrong was both bad at games and loved to play, and now it seemed that was indeed true—truly "bad at games and loves to play." But Huo Yuhao liked it.
He loved Ning Rongrong's innocence and carefree spirit, her vivacity and cheerfulness, and everything about her. On this morning, their hearts were intertwined, as if the whole world had stopped for them.
After a pleasant conversation with Ning Rongrong, Huo Yuhao began his usual rounds of visiting other people's homes.
First, he went to Hu Liena's room and discussed with her in depth the sensitive issue of fox tails. Hu Liena was very happy to see Huo Yuhao, and the two had a detailed discussion about the characteristics of fox tails. Huo Yuhao even put forward some unique insights, which surprised Hu Liena with his breadth of knowledge.
Of course, the two couldn't wait to test it out and finally concluded that for a Soul Master with a Fox Martial Soul, the tail is indeed the most sensitive part of the body, even more sensitive than some private parts.
As for how this conclusion was reached, well, you guess...
Next, Huo Yuhao went to find Qiu'er, who had just finished her cultivation.
Qiu'er had missed the chance to meet Huo Yuhao last time because she was in seclusion for cultivation, so she harbored some resentment. When Huo Yuhao appeared in front of her, Qiu'er did not hesitate to force him to stay, thus canceling Huo Yuhao's original plan to visit Zhu Zhuqing at night.
Qiu'er and Huo Yuhao engaged in a fierce and passionate exchange that lasted all night.
Despite Huo Yuhao's physical abilities being comparable to a level 95 Super Douluo, Qiu'er still fearlessly confronted him.
The next morning, she began sharpening her knives again, ready to challenge Yuhao once more.
Huo Yuhao simply smiled, having already anticipated Qiu'er's reaction.
The result was obvious: Qiu'er was once again beaten by Huo Yuhao without any chance to fight back.
However, Huo Yuhao ultimately showed mercy, giving Qiu'er a chance to catch her breath. Otherwise, given Huo Yuhao's fighting prowess, Qiu'er would likely have suffered even more serious injuries.
Despite this, Qiu'er did not seem to be angry. Instead, she became even more determined to improve her strength.
She knew that only by becoming stronger could she secure a place in the competition with Huo Yuhao.
Time flows like a quietly passing river, silently slipping away between laughter and absurdity.
Before he knew it, the day arrived for Huo Yuhao to go to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
Before the magnificent gates of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, a light drizzle began to fall from the horizon, seemingly out of nowhere.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is nestled among mountains, surrounded by rolling hills. At this moment, the sky is covered with dark clouds, adding to the mystery and tranquility of this ancient sect.
The disciples responsible for guarding the gate were already exhausted from their long hours of guard duty, and now, under the combined effect of the drizzle and the gloomy weather, they seemed even more drowsy.
However, in this quiet yet somewhat dull moment, a sharp-eyed gatekeeper suddenly perked up. He spotted a familiar figure that instantly snapped him out of his daze and even filled him with a sense of fear.
She was a little girl holding a sky-blue oil-paper umbrella. She was about 1.6 meters tall and wore a blue short skirt, the hem of which swayed gently in the breeze. Her skin was as white as ivory and as smooth as a peeled egg, as if it were the most exquisite masterpiece of nature.
When the little girl came into the sight of the gatekeepers, they immediately realized that the little princess had returned!
Moreover, she brought three guests with her this time. The gatekeepers quickly straightened their clothes and went to greet her. Behind Princess Ning Rongrong, the figures of Huo Yuhao and the Demon-Slaying Thousand-Pound Douluo gradually became clear.
Looking at the three people behind Ning Rongrong, our disciples immediately realized that these people were no ordinary people. First of all, Huo Yuhao was simply too handsome, his appearance was so extraordinary that it was as if he had "I am not an ordinary person" written on his face.
Although the Demon-Slaying Thousand-Pound Douluo tried his best to conceal his aura, the powerful aura he exuded was enough to make the gatekeeper disciples feel their scalps tingle and their hearts race.
Although Thousand-Pound Douluo and Demon-Slaying Douluo had concealed their auras as much as possible, even so, the mere presence of the two of them was enough to exert an invisible pressure on ordinary Soul Masters.
After all, Qianjun Jiangmo Douluo has not yet reached the state of returning to simplicity like Qian Daoliu; his power and aura cannot be completely contained.
His presence is like a sharp sword; even when hidden in its sheath, its unstoppable sharpness can still be felt. For titled Douluo of the same level as them, this aura is even more pronounced.
Sure enough, the moment the Thousand-Pound Demon-Subduing Douluo stepped into the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, a terrifying sword intent suddenly descended. This sword intent was extremely sharp and filled with killing intent, as if it could cut through everything.
Along with this sword intent, a hearty and powerful voice came from afar: "I was unaware of the arrival of the Thousand-Pound Demon-Subduing Elder of the Spirit Hall; I, Chen Xin, have failed to greet you properly!"
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