103: Go directly into the bridal chamber? Qian Feng takes action!

Several days passed. Qian Feng learned of Ning Rongrong's idea from Hu Liena and felt quite helpless about it.

In the past few days, he had to put in effort to properly serve this little fox before her mood improved significantly.

On the bed, Hu Liena lay sprawled out, her small feet resting on Qian Feng's face, clearly looking completely exhausted.

"Still causing trouble?" Qian Feng lightly snorted. His only response was Hu Liena's muffled sounds, followed by her wrapping the quilt around her head.

Just then, a series of knocks came from outside the room.

"Elder Jing, today is the day of the core Elder meeting. Miss asked me to inform you. Please come and attend!" Ning Ping's voice sounded a bit anxious. Upon hearing this, Qian Feng immediately got dressed and up, then followed Ning Ping towards the meeting hall.

Along the way, Qian Feng finally voiced the doubt in his heart: "Elder Ning, you've been at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School for quite some time. Have you noticed if the disciples within the Sect are slightly fewer?"

"Oh? I have noticed that, but perhaps there are some special arrangements, hahaha~ You can personally ask Miss about these matters later. As an outer Elder, how would I have the right to know so much?" Ning Ping shook his head with a bitter smile. Then, his brows furrowed, and he turned his head to look at Qian Feng, instructing:

"Elder Jing, you should be careful when you enter the reception hall later. The high-ranking members of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan have also come today. This old man always feels like it's not a good thing!"

"Okay, I'll keep that in mind." Qian Feng nodded.

The two walked for a little while longer before arriving outside the reception hall. Qian Feng directly pushed the door open and entered. The first thing he saw was Ning Rongrong in the main seat, her brows furrowed, looking troubled.

Beside her stood several other core Elders, as well as Ning Tianying and Zhanying, two Soul Douluo.

"Jing Hun~ You're here. Come quickly, sit beside me!" Ning Rongrong smiled slightly, stood up, and waved towards Qian Feng. He then sat down beside Ning Rongrong.

Soon, waves of Soul Power emanated from outside the hall, followed by a hearty laugh: "Hahaha, Ning Miss, hope you've been well!"

As the voice fell, the group directly pushed the door open and entered, coming in aggressively.

Behind the leading middle-aged man followed seven or eight Soul Saints and two Soul Douluo. He himself, with his hands behind his back, sized up Ning Rongrong and the others before directly sitting opposite her and laughing:

"Where is Sect Master Ning Fengzhi? What? Is he still in seclusion, or is it that I, Yuling Shan, am not worthy of the Sect Master's presence?"

Having said that, his Level 89 Soul Power spread out, causing everyone's expressions to change slightly in surprise.

Ning Rongrong slightly turned her head and softly said to Qian Feng: "Elder Jing, this person is Yu Luomian's right-hand man, and his strength is very formidable."

"Understood." Qian Feng nodded. He didn't really know much about the specific powerhouses within the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

"Hehe~" Yuling Shan stood up, his hands behind his back, and looked down at Ning Rongrong, saying: "Ning Miss, your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is originally an auxiliary Martial Soul Sect. Following our number one beast Martial Soul in the world is a wise choice. But you always procrastinate and have repeatedly made our young master Yu Tianheng get the cold shoulder~ A few days ago, you even had one of your Elders publicly humiliate him?"

The more Yuling Shan spoke, the greater his anger became. He began scanning the people behind Ning Rongrong, and his gaze finally settled on Qian Feng.

"Hehe, Ning Miss, how about an explanation?"

"What explanation? On that day, my Sect was selecting Elders. Yu Tianheng, not knowing proper etiquette, suddenly appeared and disrupted the competition. And you want me to give an explanation?!" Ning Rongrong slammed the table and stood up, her face filled with anger.

The two Soul Douluo behind her simultaneously released their Soul Power to cheer on their Miss.

"Hmph!" Yuling Shan coldly snorted. Blue lightning around his body vibrated, and his aura alone overwhelmed Ning Tianying and the other. He then sneered: "Ning Miss, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has no time to waste with you. Tonight, you will consummate your marriage with Yu Tianheng~"

"You!" Ning Rongrong bit her lower lip, pointing at Yuling Shan, her voice trembling. Forcing down the anger in her heart, she said: "It's too early. Let me think about it again."

Qian Feng heard this and looked at the other party in surprise.

It seems this girl's temperament has become much more steady after a few years.

"Don't think about it. I said tonight is tonight!" Yuling Shan replied forcefully. What awaited him, however, was a shocking wave of Soul Power sweeping over his body.

Gu Rong slowly walked down from the second floor of the hall and coldly said: "What? Is this how the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan treats our Miss?"

"Hehe." Yuling Shan's expression was normal under this high-pressure Soul Power. He cupped his hands and said: "Bone Douluo, I've long heard of your great name. I am naturally not your opponent, but I forgot to tell you something joyous. Patriarch Yu Luomian's Soul Power has broken through again and has reached Level 97! Hahaha, apart from that old woman from Spirit Hall, there aren't many opponents in the current world."

Qian Feng heard this and frowned. What old woman?

My Mother Bibi Dong is so beautiful, how can he slander her as soon as he speaks?

"So what? Has Yu Luomian personally arrived?" Gu Rong's expression didn't change. He walked to Ning Rongrong's side, patted her shoulder, and then asked.

"Uh, alright! Then I will give your Sect seven more days. However, before that, I also need to find some face for our young master Yu Tianheng." Yuling Shan stared closely at Qian Feng, a cold smile appearing at the corner of his mouth:

"If the person who injured Yu Tianheng can withstand one of my moves, I will give your Sect half a month! Conversely, if I kill that Elder, your Sect must not pursue any responsibility."

"Presumptuous! Do you think the Elder of my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is..." Ning Rongrong angrily shouted.

Immediately, a male voice sounded: "Okay, I agree. Let's go outside."

Qian Feng interrupted Ning Rongrong, stood up, and walked towards outside the room.

Outside the hall, streaks of blue lightning appeared on Yuling Shan's right palm, accompanied by terrifying crackling sounds.

Qian Feng held the Zhi Ge Divine Sword in his right hand, feeling somewhat grateful to Yuling Shan in his heart.

As long as this bitter scheme was played out, he would naturally be able to completely gain Ning Rongrong's trust~

"Kid, you deserve to die!" Yuling Shan coldly snorted. For the sake of face, he only used his first Soul Skill: "Blue Lightning Dragon Palm!"

"Jing Hun! You must be careful!" Ning Rongrong clasped her hands tightly to her chest, looking at Qian Feng with extreme worry.

Qian Feng was seen stepping forward, swinging the Zhi Ge Divine Sword in his right hand repeatedly. This time, he put in his full effort, and thousands of afterimages condensed: "Since!"

The Golden Lightning Sword Waterfall rushed towards Yuling Shan. The latter's eyebrow twitched. He poured all his Soul Power into his right palm and stepped forward, charging towards Qian Feng.

As the lightning in his palm, which seemed to gather into a dragon, scattered, Qian Feng's Golden Lightning sword shadows were dispersed, only slowing down the opponent's movement.

Yuling Shan was already a person close to Title Douluo. Qian Feng's swordsmanship naturally "could not withstand" him.

He was struck by Yuling Shan's palm on his chest, flew backward, and knelt on one knee, spitting out a mouthful of blood: "Pfft... I withstood it!"

Yuling Shan narrowed his eyes, looked at Qian Feng, took a deep breath, exhaled a cloudy breath, and then waved his hand: "Alright, I will give the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School half a month! At that time, I will definitely invite Patriarch Yu Luomian to come personally!"

"Jing Hun!" Ning Rongrong's eyes turned red. She quickly ran towards Qian Feng!

"Uh, it seems I need to faint." Qian Feng's heart skipped a beat. Afraid that his "injury wasn't severe enough," he fell to the ground with a thud.