Chapter 113: Overnight wealth, sky-high gift
Ye Lengleng stared at her with her beautiful eyes, full of love and tenderness.
"Lin Xiao! I never thought that you in this life could achieve such great success at such a young age. I am really happy for you."
Lin Xiao stretched out his hands and gently held Ye Lengleng in his arms.
"Leng Leng! This honor today belongs to you and me together."
"Let's go! Let's go to the founding ceremony together!"
After he finished speaking, Lin Xiao straightened his robe, took Ye Lengleng's hand, and walked towards the core of the sect - the Dragon God Temple.
When they stepped into the Dragon God Temple, the temple had already been newly decorated.
Perched high at the end of the hall is the Dragon King's throne, which symbolizes the supreme power of the Dragon Soul Sect.
The throne is made entirely of an unknown black metal, and the back is carved with an intricate and ancient dragon totem, exuding a vast and heavy aura.
Lin Xiao did not hesitate, pulling Ye Lengleng towards the throne with big strides, and then sat on it with a majestic posture, looking down calmly.
There are two smaller seats on either side of his throne, slightly lower down.
At this moment, Poison Douluo Dugu Bo and Medicine Douluo Ye Renxin had already taken their seats.
Both of them had solemn expressions and a restrained aura, yet they possessed the profound and majestic bearing of a master.
They are the only two elders in the Dragon Soul Sect today, and also the sect's top fighting force.
Many guest seating areas were temporarily opened up below the main hall.
Large jade tables are neatly arranged, filled with all kinds of delicacies, spiritual fruits and fine wines, exuding an enticing aroma.
Obviously, this is prepared for the upcoming guests.
Dugu Yan, Xiao Wu and Er Ming were also sitting here enjoying their meal, completely oblivious to the strange looks around them.
And around the hall, rows of Dragon Soul Sect disciples wearing uniform armor stood solemnly.
They come from the War God Hall, the Broken Army Hall, the Gale Hall and the Mountain Guarding Hall respectively.
Each disciple stood straight, with a resolute face and sharp eyes, and exuded an iron-blooded and murderous aura.
They are like silent statues guarding this sacred temple.
Their existence silently demonstrates the strength and discipline of the Dragon Soul Sect.
The four hall masters, Xiao Zhan, Yang Wudi, Niu Gao and Bai He were not in the hall at the moment.
They were wearing more sophisticated hall master armor and were standing solemnly outside the gate of the Dragon God Temple, ready to personally welcome the representatives of various major forces who were about to arrive.
The entire Dragon God Temple, not counting the guests who have not yet arrived, now accommodates no less than two hundred people, but it still appears to be in good order and the atmosphere is solemn and dignified.
In the square outside the Dragon God Temple, more disciples were also performing their duties, solemnly guarding their posts to ensure the smooth progress of the ceremony.
The entire sect was immersed in an atmosphere of tension and expectation.
Not long after, a melodious trumpet sounded outside the hall, announcing the arrival of a distinguished guest.
Immediately afterwards, a loud voice rang out from outside the temple door, passing through layer by layer and echoing throughout the entire Dragon God Temple.
"Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, Sect Master Ning, His Majesty the Sword Douluo, and His Majesty the Bone Douluo have arrived!"
"Gift: 100 million gold soul coins! One 70,000-year soul bone!"
"Congratulations to the Dragon Soul Sect for its founding, may it live forever and dominate the continent!"
Accompanied by a high-pitched chant, Ning Fengzhi, accompanied by Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong, slowly walked into the Dragon God Temple under the awe-inspiring gazes of the disciples.
Ning Fengzhi was wearing a luxurious golden robe today, with a gentle smile on his face, showing the demeanor of a sect leader.
Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo were on the left and right, like two guardian gods, their aura as heavy as a mountain.
The three of them walked to the center of the hall. Ning Fengzhi nodded slightly towards Lin Xiao who was sitting on the throne, and Lin Xiao also nodded slightly in greeting.
Afterwards, Xiao Zhan, the head of the God of War Hall, stepped forward and respectfully led Ning Fengzhi and the other two to the first jade table on the left and asked them to sit down.
This position undoubtedly symbolizes the noble status of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect in the eyes of the Dragon Soul Sect.
Ning Fengzhi had just taken his seat when the sound of greetings came from outside the hall again.
"Tiandou Empire, the Crown Prince 'Xue Qinghe' has arrived!"
"Gift: 20 million gold soul coins! One 50,000-year soul bone!"
"Congratulations to Tianwei Hou Lin Xiao for his great improvement in soul power and becoming the number one prodigy on the continent!"
Dressed in the prince's regular clothes and with a handsome and gentle face, "Xue Qinghe" walked into the hall surrounded by his attendants.
He first bowed deeply to Ning Fengzhi. Finally, his eyes fell on Lin Xiao, and a perfect smile appeared on his face, and he bowed slightly.
Lin Xiao also responded calmly.
Xiao Zhan stepped forward again and led "Xue Qinghe" to the first jade table on the right.
Following closely behind, representatives of other major forces in the Tiandou Empire, whether they were royal nobles, large and small sects, or high-ranking officials of the empire, all followed one after another.
For a moment, outside the hall, there were sounds of greetings one after another, and various precious gifts were announced one by one, piling up like a mountain.
The entire Dragon God Temple was soon filled with people, and the atmosphere was warm and solemn.
The guests talked to each other in low voices, and their eyes occasionally swept over Lin Xiao sitting high on the throne, and Ye Lengleng beside him, their eyes full of amazement and curiosity.
However, just when the atmosphere in the hall reached a climax, a completely different singing voice suddenly sounded from outside the hall.
"The Crown Prince of the Xingluo Empire, Davis! The Crown Princess, Zhu Zhuyun, has arrived!"
"Special gift, a Gold Soul Coin... one! Congratulations to the Dragon Soul Sect on their grand opening!"
This sudden chant and the extremely insulting "one gold soul coin" instantly silenced the originally lively hall.
For a moment, everyone in the hall stopped talking and looked towards the hall door, their eyes full of astonishment and amusement.
Everyone could tell that the Crown Prince Davis of the Xingluo Empire had come with ill intentions and was deliberately provoking them.
Although Lin Xiao was officially a marquis appointed by the Tiandou Empire, there were occasional frictions between the two empires due to open and covert struggles.
But to humiliate a new sect leader so blatantly at such an important founding ceremony is undoubtedly a slap in the face.
Everyone was very interested and wanted to see how the young leader of the Dragon Soul Sect would deal with such an embarrassing situation.
After all, Prince Xingluo had other things besides the extremely insulting gift of a gold soul coin.
In terms of words and demeanor, he has not yet done anything more extreme, making it difficult for people to find any substantial evidence against him.
Davis, accompanied by the Crown Princess Zhu Zhuyun, walked into the Dragon God Temple with their heads held high, surrounded by a group of envoys from the Star Luo Empire.
He looked around and saw that no high-ranking members of the Dragon Soul Sect came to greet him, and a hint of displeasure appeared on his face.
He said loudly, "Why! This prince has come all the way to offer his congratulations, and this is how you, the Dragon Soul Sect, treat guests?"
For a moment, the four hall masters in charge of welcoming guests, Xiao Zhan, Yang Wudi, Niu Gao, and Bai He looked at each other, at a loss.
They subconsciously turned their gazes to Lin Xiao, who was sitting high on the throne, with questions and requests for help in their eyes.