: I'm Willing, The Ambition of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School

Xiao Wu showed no surprise at Fang Yuan's cold and blunt words.

From the moment she fell into his hands, she knew perfectly well that what this young man wanted was her 100,000-year soul ring and soul bone.

Her gaze remained fixed on Fang Yuan, refusing to look away.

The boy was extremely handsome, with clear, cool eyes like the moon and fair skin. He exuded an otherworldly aura just by standing there, so handsome that it was impossible to look away.

But the more untouched his appearance was, the more it highlighted his coldness and ruthlessness.

Xiao Wu couldn't understand why someone with such a beautiful appearance could be so vicious inside.

Just because she is a soul beast, does she deserve to be hunted down and have her life taken away?

If Fang Yuan could read her mind at this moment, he would only give a positive answer.

If a spirit beast is immortal, where do its spirit rings come from?

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Xiao Wu looked up, her face still showing that innocent and naive look. Her hands were tied behind her back, her slender body tilted her head slightly, and her smooth pink scorpion braid slid down her shoulders and hung in front of her chest. She still looked like that well-behaved and harmless girl.

But her eyes had completely changed.

Those pink eyes, which should have been clear as water and lively and pure, were now fixed on Fang Yuan, their gaze sticky like melted honey, sweet and thick, yet heavy and suffocating.

The way she looked at him was no longer fearful or confused, but rather possessive to the point of obsession—as if she were looking at something that belonged to her from birth and was destined to be entangled with her for life.

Xiao Wu did not dodge, beg for mercy, or show anger.

She simply curved her lips into a sweet and obedient smile, just like the carefree Xiao Wu of the past.

But if you look closely, you'll find that there's not a trace of genuine laughter in her eyes, only a bottomless blackness, with something crazy and stubborn slowly churning beneath, tightly suppressed by a thin layer of sweet, sugary coating, just waiting for the right moment to explode completely.

"I do..."

She spoke softly, her voice sweet and gentle, almost cloying, sounding more like a response to a beloved's tender confession than an agreement to a sacrifice destined for death.

Since you want my life and my soul ring, then I will grant your wish.

Since that's the case, then I'll cling to you for the rest of my life, through countless lifetimes, never to be free.

Those sticky and gloomy eyes sent a strange, subtle unease through Fang Yuan's heart, as if he were being entangled by something dirty.

Fang Yuan only furrowed his brow slightly before quickly regaining his indifference.

This minor anomaly was not enough to sway him in the slightest.

To reach the summit, the road is inevitably fraught with hardship...

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Fang Yuan led Xiao Wu to a sparsely populated place.

Xiao Wu stood in front of Fang Yuan, her entire body completely enveloped in pink light.

Everything around had become absolutely still in that red light.

The only thing that could move was the center of the red light.

This is also what makes the sacrifice special. Once the sacrifice is made, everything around will be frozen in time, and no one can stop the sacrifice of a 100,000-year-old soul beast.

Xiao Wu's entire body had turned red, a translucent dark red. Her clothes had turned to ashes and disappeared, revealing her translucent body, which, under the red light, was as clear and bright as a ruby.

The power unleashed by a 100,000-year-old soul beast burning its own life energy is terrifying!

Even with the Vast Ocean Universe Cover, Fang Yuan, who was only a Soul Emperor, could barely maintain his consciousness and could only watch all this with his eyes open, unable to move.

Red flames began to burn on Xiao Wu's body. It was not a flame, but a very special kind of blood flame, and what burned in it was Xiao Wu's blood, life and 100,000 years of cultivation.

The blood flames burned brighter and brighter, gradually turning from red to dark red, while Xiao Wu's body gradually faded during this transformation, like an increasingly transparent red crystal.

All the red expanded into a huge ring that slowly contracted, surrounding Xiao Wu and Fang Yuan.

As the ring contracts, the absolute stillness generated by the enormous red magnetic field gradually weakens.

Fang Yuan couldn't help but blink.

He vaguely saw Xiaowu's lips moving, as if she were saying something, a happy and sweet smile on her face...

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Xiao Wu bumped into Fang Yuan's face, a smile on her face.

Her smile was sweet and obedient, as always—but what churned in her eyes sent chills down one's spine.

It was an almost insane obsession, a desire to forever merge oneself into someone else's body.

Those emotions, like thick syrup, overflowed from her eyes, flowing and soaking her whole being in a morbid sweetness.

"That way... you'll be mine forever..."

Bathed in the blood flames emanating from Xiao Wu's body, Fang Yuan felt warm all over, as if some enormous energy was continuously flowing into his body.

The surging ring of blood flames suddenly contracted, and in an instant, a series of explosions erupted around Fang Yuan's body. Just as Xiao Wu's body gradually disappeared, his original six soul rings reappeared one by one, and the blood-red seventh ring condensed around him.

At the same time, a beam of blood-red light suddenly shone on his left arm, and a red arm bone flashed and disappeared.

Just then, Xiao Wu's already extremely thin body suddenly condensed, turning into a red ball of light. The light gradually dimmed, and the outer colors peeled away layer by layer.

A rabbit, no bigger than a palm, quietly appeared in front of Fang Yuan.

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After settling matters following Xiao Wu's sacrifice, Fang Yuan finally calmed down, slowly closed his eyes, and focused his mind on his body, carefully examining the 100,000-year soul ring and soul bone he had just acquired.

He could clearly feel that the blood-red 100,000-year soul ring was quietly suspended in the soul ring sequence, and the surging soul power was like a tsunami surging through his limbs and bones, far more domineering than the soul rings obtained by ordinary hunting.

He sensed each of the newly unlocked soul skills—

As expected, the abilities Tang San gained after absorbing the Soft Bone Rabbit's spirit ring in the original story were almost identical: two spirit ring skills and one spirit bone skill.

Compared to normal hunting, when a soul beast is near death, it may self-destruct or dissipate some of its energy, resulting in a reduction in the quality of its soul rings; sacrifice, on the other hand, involves a soul beast actively burning its soul and life force, giving all of its cultivation to the soul master without loss, thus creating the maximum number of soul skills.

Explosive Eight-Stage Throw, Invincible Golden Body, Instant Teleportation...

One by one, the soul skills clearly emerged in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Although Fang Yuan didn't understand why a normal Soft Bone Rabbit Soul Ring would come with near-divine abilities like invincible invincibility and instant teleportation.

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Fang Yuan's mind continued to delve deeper into the crimson soul ring.

The next instant, an extremely faint yet incredibly familiar mental fluctuation gently touched his consciousness.

It's Xiao Wu.

That was the spiritual power originating from her soul, mixed with the vast soul power and soul skills, and tightly bound to this 100,000-year soul ring.

As a powerful 100,000-year-old soul beast, sacrifice can preserve its soul and consciousness.

However, when Xiao Wu made the sacrifice, she burned her life and soul essence, which was too great. Her consciousness had already fallen into a deep silence and would not easily awaken in a short time, let alone cause any interference to Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan sensed the faint soul aura with a blank expression, his heart unmoved.

It's just a small bonus that comes with the power.

Even if she were awake, she would already be his prey, powerless to resist.

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The sudden burst of soul power phenomenon outside the city was too dazzling. A blood-red ring shot into the sky and then suddenly disappeared in a very short time, attracting the attention of many soul masters in the vicinity. Several soul master teams that were out on training immediately rushed towards the source of the phenomenon.

However, the strange phenomenon erupted abruptly and dissipated even faster. In addition, the location was remote and not close by. By the time they rushed to the scene, they only saw a desolate open space with fallen grass and trees and broken rocks, but no one was there.

Meanwhile, Fang Yuan had already quietly returned to the hotel in the city, concealing the aura of the 100,000-year soul ring he had just acquired, and returning to his usual calm and composed demeanor.

He didn't go out or do anything else. He just stayed quietly in his room to consolidate his soul power and familiarize himself with his new soul skills, and waited patiently for the fleet to officially set sail.

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Along the coast, countless ships were moored, and the most eye-catching, luxurious and enormous of them all was the flagship that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School had specially prepared for this long journey.

Inside a private room on the ship, the furnishings were extremely luxurious yet not at all vulgar: glass lamps adorned the room, the jewels shimmered with a refined and understated elegance, and a thick plush carpet covered the floor, making no sound when stepped on, exuding the refinement and nobility of a top-tier sect.

A young woman in an elegant long dress stood by the window. She was slender and had a noble air about her, yet also a seriousness that was beyond her years.

It was none other than Ning Rongrong, the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

She gazed out the window at the servants and guards bustling about on the dock, carrying supplies. Her delicate brows furrowed slightly, and a hint of barely concealed restlessness and unease flickered in her eyes.

Since Ning Rongrong awakened those fragmented memories and her abnormal behavior was keenly noticed by her father, Ning Fengzhi, she couldn't hold on for long. Under her father's gentle but unyielding persuasion, she revealed all the memories she had awakened in detail.

Those memories are just too scattered and fragmented.

She remembered very little, but she recalled Fang Yuan's affairs; the Spirit Hall's hidden ambitions; the impending annihilation of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School; and even more so, the destiny of Tang San, Bibi Dong, Qian Renxue, and others who would eventually ascend to godhood and rule the entire continent…

After learning of this shocking information, Ning Fengzhi did not immediately believe it. Instead, he secretly investigated and verified several small, yet verifiable, events from his memory.

However, there are still some differences. For example, Tang San had already been targeted and hunted down by the Spirit Hall.

Ning Fengzhi immediately thought of it.

There must be other people in this world, like Rongrong, who have awakened their memories of their past lives.

It was precisely because of that person's interference that Tang San's identity was exposed prematurely, attracting the Spirit Hall's frantic pursuit.

As his thoughts wandered, Ning Fengzhi suddenly remembered the uninvited guests who had abruptly visited the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School before—Dugu Bo and his granddaughter Dugu Yan.

At that time, the grandfather and grandson, who were known for their poison skills and always kept to themselves, unexpectedly came to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School to inquire about a disciple named Fang Yuan.

They spoke with certainty, as if the person was indeed hiding within the sect. However, Ning Fengzhi searched through all the inner and outer disciples, guest elders, and servants of the sect, and searched through the entire sect register, but could not find anyone named Fang Yuan.

In the end, the grandfather and grandson could only leave in disappointment.

This matter was already strange, and now, upon further reflection, a chilling thought appeared in Ning Fengzhi's mind: among Dugu Bo and Dugu Yan, could it be... that someone else has also awakened their memories?

If that's the case, then their search for Fangyuan is definitely not without purpose.

Ning Fengzhi has always been meticulous and decisive. Once he has doubts, he will never let them go unchecked.

He immediately and secretly mobilized the sect's most elite soul masters, ordering them to do everything in their power to track down Dugu Bo and Dugu Yan, hoping to find out their true purpose and background.

But life is unpredictable.

The grandfather and grandson seemed to have vanished into thin air, disappearing without a trace.

No matter how extensive or how diligently the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's intelligence network expanded, they could no longer find any trace of them.

This further confirmed Ning Fengzhi's previous guess.

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Since then, Ning Fengzhi has felt both excited and deeply worried.

They were excited because they had learned in advance of the calamities and opportunities to come, and had the chance to rewrite their destiny; they were worried because, with the current strength of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, it was still as fragile as paper in the face of the future divine battle.

To protect the sect, to survive this calamity, and even to rise against the tide, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School must seize the opportunity and cultivate a top genius capable of becoming a god and protecting the sect.

After sorting through all the memories in Ning Rongrong's mind about future opportunities and the inheritance of divine positions, Ning Fengzhi's gaze instantly locked onto that mysterious place—Seagod Island.

That is the land where the Sea God's legacy is passed down, and it is also the only opportunity they can seize, the one with the greatest chance to defy fate.

Although it is known that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has a low chance of obtaining the Sea God's inheritance.

But since it concerns the future of the sect, we have to give it a try!

That's how this overseas expedition came about!

This fleet will carry the most talented disciples from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School to Seagod Island to compete for that slim chance of becoming a god!