Douluo's Spiritual Pearl and Divine Sword

The Ten Thousand-Year Soul Bone must be limited to the gemstone type.

Tianlin's demand was undeniably bold. Gemstone-type soul bones typically enhance mental strength, making them invaluable to auxiliary soul masters or combat soul masters specializing in mental attacks, charm, and illusions and Compared to ordinary soul bones, these were far rarer and more precious.

"Okay, let's bet! We can produce a gemstone-type soul bone!" Hu Liena agreed swiftly before Gui mei could respond.

As a soul master proficient in charm techniques, Hu Liena knew the value of these soul bones. She also knew that Bibi Dong had prepared several gemstone-type soul bones specifically for her use.

"Nana, the stakes are too high" Guimei frowned showing hesitation.

However Hu Liena confidently reassured him "Ghost Elder, you've fallen into that kid's trap. He deliberately asked for a high price so you wouldn't dare to accept the bet"

Her words struck a chord with Guimei and he quickly realized the truth. With the strength of Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan, it was nearly impossible for anyone from the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Clan's younger generation to match them. Furthermore, Hu Liena and Xie Yue had a hidden trump card: their soul fusion skill. Once activated and even a Soul King wouldn't stand a chance.

"Alright, kid we accept your terms. But I want to add one more condition. The people you send cannot be over sixteen years old!" Guimei said cautiously wanting to secure his advantage.

Xie Yue and his team were all between fifteen and sixteen years old. It would be a significant challenge for the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Clan to find anyone within that age range capable of standing against them.

"Sure! Our Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Clan disdains to bully the weak" Tianlin agreed without hesitation. Then he turned to Ning Fengzhi, clasping his fists respectfully "Uncle Ning, please trust me. This time, I will protect the honor of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Clan and bring back the Ten Thousand-Year Soul Bone."

Ning Fengzhi placed a reassuring hand on Tianlin's shoulder "Go ahead. I trust you Xiaotian."

Ning Fengzhi despite being known for his calculated demeanor and felt a surge of passion as he watched Tianlin's determination. The boy reminded him of his younger self and today, he was willing to place his trust—and the clan's reputation—in Tianlin's hands.

Still, a flicker of worry crossed his mind. The fight was a deathmatch and if the Spirit Hall's disciples killed Tianlin on the battlefield the clan wouldn't be able to retaliate without giving the Spirit Hall a reason to annihilate them. He was acutely aware of how dangerous this gamble was, especially with the formidable figures within the Spirit Hall, including one person even more terrifying than the Pope.

"Xiaotian, the Spirit Hall is going too far! I'll fight with you!" Yu Tianheng offered stepping forward.

Tianlin shook his head with a smile "Tianheng, you're not part of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Clan. If you join the fight, it won't showcase our clan's strength."

Then addressing the crowd Tianlin spread his arms wide "Honored guests, please step aside and witness how the younger generation of our Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Clan stands against these powerful opponents."

Turning to his companions Tianlin called out, "Rongrong! Guran! Come with me to the stage!"

"Got it, Brother Jian!"

"Yes, Boss."

The two stepped up without hesitation, standing firmly behind Tianlin. Their youthful confidence was evident, though their age and stature caused murmurs of surprise among the audience.

Choosing Ning Rongrong, a nine-year-old girl, and Gu Ran, a thirteen-year-old boy, to face off against the Spirit Hall's elite seemed reckless. Their opponents were renowned as the golden generation of the Spirit Hall—far from ordinary opponents.

However the unwavering confidence of Tianlin inspired trust in his closest allies.

"Go on, Xiaotian" Chen Xin encouraged, his eyes gleaming with pride "It's time to show your sword to the world."

"Haha! Is the little monster finally revealing his fangs?" Dugu Bo laughed heartily "Spirit Hall, you're in trouble now!"

On the fighting stage, the golden generation of the Spirit Hall glared at the three children with undisguised disdain Far from being pleased by the perceived easy victory, they were offended by the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Clan's audacity to send such young challengers.

"Damn them! I'll kill these brats myself!" Yan snarled and his temper flaring as he glared at Tianlin.

Meanwhile Tianlin gave calm instructions to his teammates. "Rongrong, don't use any soul skills unless I instruct you. Gu ran, your job is to protect Rongrong. Focus on that nothing more."

Both nodded in agreement Though unsure of his plan, they trusted him implicitly.

"Alright" Tianlin declared "Activate your martial spirits!"

In an instant, the trio summoned their martial spirits. Tianlin's Demon Sword gleamed ominously, Ning Rongrong's Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda shimmered brilliantly, and Gu Ran's Skeleton Warhorse exuded an eerie aura.

The sight of Tianlin's soul rings shocked the audience.

"The second soul ring... is a thousand-year ring!"

Whispers and gasps filled the air. Even the Spirit Hall's elders and disciples were stunned. It was rare for anyone to possess a thousand-year second soul ring, let alone someone only nine years old with a soul power level above thirty.

"This kid..." Hu Liena murmured, a hint of respect in her voice "If he were our age, we wouldn't stand a chance."

Yan scowled at her words clearly displeased. He liked Hu Liena and hated seeing her praise another man "So what if he's talented? He's still a kid! Two Soul Elders and a Soul Grand Master? I'll crush them all today!"

With a roar, Yan's muscles bulged as a fiery aura enveloped him. His martial spirit, the Flame Lord, manifested—a terrifying fusion of fire and earth attributes.

Hu Liena followed suit, summoning her Fox Demon spirit, while Xie Yue's twin moon blades gleamed menacingly in his hands.

The Spirit Hall trio radiated power their auras far surpassing those of Tianlin's team. Their two yellow and two purple soul rings formed the optimal configuration for Soul Sects.

"Heh" Guimei sneered "So what if he has a thousand-year ring? The gap in strength is too great. They don't stand a chance."

Hu Liena wasted no time "First soul skill—Charm!" Her voice was sultry and enchanting aimed directly at Tianlin.

However, Tianlin didn't move. He gazed at Hu Liena unaffected by her charm technique and her mental attack struck an invisible shield, unable to penetrate his mind.

With a smirk Tianlin remarked "Sorry, I already have a fierce daughter at home. I'm a henpecked husband."

Behind him Ning Rongrong shot a jealous glare at Hu Liena.

The audience chuckled but those who understood mental battles knew better. Tianlin's immunity to Hu Liena's charm was due to his superior mental strength.

Guimei frowned "How can a nine-year-old possess such strong mental power?"

The answer was beyond his comprehension. Tianlin's soul was fortified by memories of two lifetimes, and his cultivation method, the Queen Nuwa Meditation Method, simultaneously strengthened his soul power and mental strength.

Moreover, his eyes were external soul bones, granting him an edge over even Tang San's Eight Spider Lance.

"Golden Flame Burns Soul!" Tianlin's eyes flashed as he launched a mental counterattack.

Hu Liena shrieked in pain clutching her head as her soul burned under the extreme fire The agony was unbearable and she collapsed to the ground howling in torment.

No one could endure such torment—Hu Liena least of all.