379: Chapter 379 Teacher, you're so kind

In the bamboo forest, Sword Douluo's consciousness gradually awakened.

He felt somewhat dazed.

Before his brain could fully process the situation, he felt his body being patted from left to right.

"This bamboo is of excellent quality, its branches and trunk are tough; it is definitely a top-tier specimen."

Two Spirit Masters dressed in the Disciple attire of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School examined a solitary bamboo stalk closely, their eyes filled with delight.

The tall Disciple on the left nodded along: "Hehe, it is very suitable for my first spirit ring. Big Brother, let's go with this one."

The bearded man nodded gently: "Chen Yuan, today Big Brother will teach you the first lesson of a Spirit Master: kill it and become a true Spirit Master."

"This bamboo will become your first spirit ring. In the future, as long as you work hard, you will surely be able to catch up to Senior Sword Douluo, surpass Senior Sword Douluo, and become a Guardian Douluo of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."

Sword Douluo, trapped within the bamboo body, felt his consciousness suddenly freeze.

He seemed to have sorted out his situation.

He had become a bamboo stalk.

And a ten-year-old one at that.

Sword Douluo's whole body began to tremble.

He felt it was inconceivable.

What on earth had happened?

He had actually become a bamboo, and now he was about to be killed.

Sword Douluo's bamboo body trembled, and his consciousness condensed into a low, majestic voice: "This seat is Sword Douluo Chen Xin. You are Disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School; take me back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."

The two seemed to hear nothing, and one of them even summoned his own Spirit.

Bitter Bamboo!

He directly used his Spirit to whip Sword Douluo, strike after strike, preparing to whip Sword Douluo to death alive.

Sword Douluo could not help but let out a scream, but no matter how he shouted, the other party could not hear him.

After whipping dozens of times, Sword Douluo's bamboo body snapped, splitting into two halves, and piercing pain swept through his entire body.

The moment Sword Douluo fell to the ground, his Soul and life were continuously drawn away by a force of rules, gradually forming a white spirit ring in the air.

"No~"

Sword Douluo still could not understand why he had become a bamboo.

He hadn't even been a bamboo for a few seconds before being beaten to death alive.

Why?

Why on earth?

Sword Douluo closed his eyes, filled with unwillingness.

"Big Brother, this bamboo is really hard."

"It is worthy of being the one you picked."

"It took so many hits to break it in the middle."

"Big Brother, what is wrong with you?"

The man's face was filled with fondness for this spirit ring, but seeing his Elder brother's grave expression, he was suddenly puzzled.

"I don't know if it's an illusion, but I think I heard a scream from Senior Sword Douluo... Maybe I really heard wrong. Sword Douluo is so powerful, how could he make such a sound... You hurry up and absorb the spirit ring, let's leave here quickly. For some reason, I feel uncomfortable here."

Hearing his Elder brother's words, the man immediately sat down to absorb the spirit ring.

The spirit ring floated over. As time passed and the spirit ring gradually formed, an additional white spirit ring appeared on his Bitter Bamboo Spirit.

"Big Brother, from today on, I am also a Spirit Master."

"I must surpass Sword Douluo, defeat Senior Sword Douluo. Ahem, I can start by overpowering him with my name. From today on, I will rename my Spirit... Nine Kill Sword!"

At the same moment, in the Supreme Pontiff Palace, Su Wen and Ye Yuaner slowly stepped into the main hall.

Bibi Dong sat gracefully on the Supreme Pontiff throne, wearing a purple-gold Supreme Pontiff robe, radiating the majesty of the female Supreme Pontiff.

Two figures stood on both sides of the hall: Heaven Dou Crown Prince Xue Qinghe, and on the right, Star Luo Empire Duke Daizhao.

The gazes of several people fell upon them the moment they stepped in.

Bibi Dong spoke slowly, carrying a bit of symbolic accountability: "Ye Yuaner, as an Elder of the Spirit Hall, why did you have a conflict with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School during the Spirit City tournament?"

"Teacher."

Su Wen took the initiative to speak, first explaining the full story, and finally clarifying: "Aunt Ye acted only to seek justice for the Ye family."

As he spoke, he suddenly sighed: "It's just that we did not expect Sword Douluo Chen Xin to be so narrow-minded. This ninety-seventh-level top Titled Douluo actually ignited his own life. It was clearly just a small matter of an apology, yet he burned himself to death."

As his voice fell, the Star Luo Duke and Crown Prince Xue Qinghe were both shocked.

Sword Douluo died?

He really died!

Everyone found it inconceivable. Sword Douluo possessed the Seven Kill Sword, the number one attack Tool Spirit on the continent, and was a ninety-seventh-level Titled Douluo.

"Saint, are you saying His Excellency Sword Douluo is dead?"

The Star Luo Duke asked uncertainly, and upon receiving confirmation.

His face was angry and anxious. Spirit Hall and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School were truly going to war. Even Sword Douluo had died; the situation was developing more seriously than imagined.

Was Spirit Hall's ambition to destroy the Upper Three Sects and unify the continent real?

The Star Luo Duke looked toward the high-seated Bibi Dong: "Your Majesty, this matter is too absurd. A Titled Douluo committing suicide is clearly being forced..."

The moment his gaze met Bibi Dong's purple-gold eyes.

An invisible pressure suddenly crushed down. There was no killing intent, but it carried absolute control and a cold warning.

The Star Luo Duke's body stiffened abruptly, and his back was instantly soaked with cold sweat.

He tactfully changed his words. If the news that Sword Douluo was forced to death by Spirit Hall spread, those who admired Sword Douluo would inevitably hate Spirit Hall.

But he would also offend Spirit Hall, and for a mere Duke position, there was no need to risk his own life.

"I didn't expect Sword Douluo to be so petty, actually being so angry that he died."

Bibi Dong nodded with satisfaction: "That is the fact. You two may send people to verify it, but I do not wish to hear anyone slandering Spirit Hall."

"Now that the All-Continent High-Level Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament is imminent, concerning the entire continent's landscape, I hope everything will not affect the tournament. Two, do you have anything else to ask?"

The Star Luo Duke and Xue Qinghe looked at each other, both seeing apprehension in each other's eyes.

Although they still had many questions, they could only suppress their doubts and bow to take their leave.

Xue Qinghe specifically glanced at Su Wen and Ye Yuaner.

Sword Douluo was dead; the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School must be in chaos now.

It also disrupted his plan to subdue the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

"Hmph!"

Xue Qinghe hummed lightly and left without looking back.

"Ye Yuaner, you may leave first. Xiao Wen, stay."

Bibi Dong raised her hand. Ye Yuaner nodded, then turned and left. The moment she left, a trace of anger appeared on Bibi Dong's face.

"Fine, you have quite some nerve. Your sudden action has disrupted my Spirit-hunting plan. If we want to strike again, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School will surely be prepared. It is because it was you who messed up my plan; if it were anyone else, hmph,"

"Teacher, a Super Douluo died, after all."

Su Wen approached Bibi Dong and cheekily leaned in.

He planted a light kiss on Bibi Dong's forehead: "Teacher, you are truly kind!"

Bibi Dong's face flushed, and she subconsciously pushed Su Wen away gently, looking at the suddenly returned Xue Qinghe.