Douluo: Seven Treasure Pagoda? I'm Actually a Summoner!

Jiang Bai gazed at her, a flicker of sheer admiration flashing through his eyes. Bi Ji looked up and saw him right away.

She smiled gently and asked softly, "Well? Does it look good?"

Jiang Bai gave a thumbs-up and offered sincere praise: "It looks wonderful—just like a goddess descending to the mortal realm."

A faint blush rose to Bi Ji’s lovely face.

She murmured, "I spent a long time looking before I finally decided to buy it. After all, it wasn’t cheap—and I was spending your money, too."

Jiang Bai waved his hand dismissively: "It’s fine, Sister Bi Ji; as long as you like it, that’s all that matters."

Bi Ji gazed at him, a flicker of complex emotion passing through her eyes.

But she said nothing more, simply asking, "So? How did things go with your business?"

Jiang Bai nodded: "It’s all settled."

He paused for a moment. "Is there anything else you need to buy? If not, let’s head back to Spirit City."

Bi Ji shook her head: "That’s everything. Let’s go."

Human social life was truly vibrant and fascinating.

Especially in a bustling metropolis like this one.

She worried that if she kept browsing, she wouldn’t be able to resist the urge to buy even more things.

She couldn’t go around squandering money!

The two of them found a secluded little alleyway.

Bi Ji was just about to say, "Let’s go back to the tower," when Jiang Bai took her small hand in his.

Before she could even react—

Light and shadow shifted.

Space rippled and flowed.

When she opened her eyes again, she was already standing on a street in Spirit City.

Bi Ji: "..."

...

Two and a half months later.

Spirit City—the northwestern highlands.

This area had once been a desolate valley—overgrown with weeds, strewn with jagged rocks, and rarely visited by human foot.

But in the span of just a few months, the place had undergone a monumental transformation.

A vast estate, sprawling across a massive area, had risen from the ground.

The estate’s architectural style was rustic yet elegant—a stark contrast to the opulent, gilded splendor found elsewhere in Spirit City.

With its blue-grey bricks, dark-tiled roofs, soaring eaves, and intricate bracket systems, the complex featured a harmonious arrangement of pavilions, terraces, and towers.

At the very center stood a nine-story tower.

The tower was pristine white from base to spire, its slender frame adorned with exquisite carvings on every level.

Crowned by a massive gemstone, the spire shimmered in the sunlight, radiating a faint, ethereal nine-colored halo. The manor was entirely devoid of surrounding walls.

Instead, a shallow, clear stream wound its way around the grounds, forming a natural barrier.

The main entrance was marked by a towering archway—a paifang—constructed entirely of pristine white jade. Adorned with intricately carved beams and painted rafters, it exuded an air of magnificent grandeur.

Suspended from the archway hung a brand-new plaque.

Inscribed upon it were four bold characters: "Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect."

The calligraphy was vigorous and powerful, flowing with the dynamic energy of dragons and serpents, and imbued with an air of supreme dominance—a gaze that seemed to look down upon the entire world.

At this very moment, standing at the manor’s entrance...

Two figures stood side by side.

Gazing at the brand-new sect headquarters before him, a flicker of satisfaction crossed Jiang Bai’s eyes.

"Not bad,"

he murmured softly.

Bi Ji stood at his side, clad in the new gown she had recently purchased—a vision of gentle elegance.

As she surveyed the manor, her eyes, too, held a hint of appreciation: "You certainly know how to pick a location. Although this area isn’t situated in the very heart of Spirit City, it has the distinct advantage of being quiet and secluded, with a truly excellent environment."

Jiang Bai smiled. "Naturally. I spent several days scouting locations before finally settling on this one."

He paused, then turned his gaze toward the nine-story tower rising in the distance.

"That tower was designed modeled after my own Nine-Colored Glazed Tile Pagoda. From now on, it shall serve as the sect’s main hall."

Bi Ji nodded silently, offering no further comment.

...

It was high noon.

A simple, unadorned carriage slowly made its way along the mountain road.

The carriage came to a halt directly in front of the manor’s entrance.

The curtains parted, and a slender figure gracefully stepped out.

Shui Bing’er.

Today, she wore a long gown of flowing aquamarine—a shade that perfectly accentuated her fresh, elegant demeanor.

Her long, aquamarine hair cascaded down her back, catching the sunlight to cast a faint, ethereal glow.

With her fair complexion and delicate features, she might not have appeared stunning at a cursory glance; yet, upon closer inspection, one would continuously discover new facets of her subtle beauty.

Standing at the entrance, she raised her eyes to gaze at the plaque hanging above.

Nine Treasures Glazed Tile... Sect?

A flicker of bewilderment and confusion flashed through her eyes.

Was this the sect established by that "Adjudicator Elder"?

The Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect...

Just what exactly was its relationship to the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect?!

She recalled the Spirit of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect—the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.

Yet this place was called the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

This...

What kind of dubious ship have I boarded?

She took a deep breath, suppressing the doubts in her heart, and stepped inside.

Passing through the ceremonial archway, she followed the path paved with bluestone slabs.

On either side of the path, various flowers, grasses, and trees had been planted; although not yet fully grown, one could already foresee their future lushness.

After walking through a small grove, the view before her suddenly opened up.

It was a spacious plaza.

Standing at the very center of the plaza was that nine-story-high pagoda.

Bathed in sunlight, the pagoda radiated a faint, ethereal glow—sacred and majestic.

In the plaza, a solitary figure stood with his back turned to her, hands clasped behind his back.

Jiang Bai.

Shui Bing’er halted her steps and bowed slightly: "Greetings, Your Eminence. I have arrived."

Jiang Bai did not turn around; he simply spoke in a soft voice: "You have come."

Shui Bing’er nodded: "I have come."

Jiang Bai still did not turn around: "You shouldn’t have come."

Shui Bing’er: "???"

She froze.

What does that mean?

I traveled thousands of miles to get here, and that’s all you have to say to me?

Suddenly, Jiang Bai turned around.

A hint of amusement played upon his features. "Haha, just kidding. Don’t be so tense."

He waved his hand dismissively: "Here with me, there is no need for such formalities. From now on, feel free to address me as Sect Master or simply ’Big Brother’—either is fine."

Shui Bing’er breathed a sigh of relief, though she felt somewhat speechless inwardly.

This ’Eminence’... certainly does enjoy a good joke.

Nevertheless, she nodded: "Understood, Sect Master."

Jiang Bai gazed at her, a flicker of satisfaction flashing through his eyes.

"Since you have come, you are now a member of my Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect. From this day forward, you are one of the sect’s very first disciples."

He paused briefly.

"I have already arranged your living quarters. Someone will take you there shortly. Settle in first and take a few days to rest. Once the other disciple arrives, I will devise a cultivation plan for both of you together."

Shui Bing’er was slightly taken aback.

"Another disciple?"

Jiang Bai nodded. "The successor to the Nine-Heart Begonia—Ye Lingling. You know her, don’t you?"

Shui Bing’er blinked in surprise, then nodded. "I do. She was a member of the Heaven Dou Royal Team; we’ve crossed paths in battle before."

The Nine-Heart Begonia—the premier healing Martial Soul on the entire continent.

Ye Lingling—that young girl who always wore a black veil, appearing as if she were completely detached from the rest of the world.

She was coming here, too?

A complex mix of emotions welled up within Shui Bing’er.

Just then, a crisp, clear voice rang out from behind her: "Oh? We’ve got a newcomer?"

Shui Bing’er turned around.

A figure clad in gold stood a short distance away, arms crossed over her chest.

Her long golden hair was tied up high, shimmering with a dazzling brilliance under the sunlight. Her crimson eyes burned like twin flames, and a radiant smile played upon her lips.

Jiang Li’er.

She wore a fitted golden battle suit that accentuated her figure, making her appear both stunningly beautiful and dashingly heroic.

Upon seeing her, Shui Bing’er’s heart gave a slight lurch.

She certainly hadn’t forgotten that, back on the tournament stage, it was this very woman who had single-handedly crushed the entire competition.

That had been the closest she had ever come to experiencing true "despair" in her entire life.

Jiang Li’er walked up to Shui Bing’er and looked her up and down, sizing her up.

Then, she grinned broadly, revealing two rows of pearly-white teeth.

"Shui Bing’er, right? I remember you!"

She reached out and gave Shui Bing’er a hearty pat on the shoulder.

The force of that pat was strong enough to nearly send Shui Bing’er stumbling.

"You’re pretty good—you’ve got guts! I like that!"

Shui Bing’er steadied herself, a faint twitch appearing at the corner of her mouth. Nevertheless, she still offered a polite curtsy: "Greetings, Your Excellency Golden Dragon."

Jiang Li’er waved her hand dismissively: "Don’t call me ’Your Excellency’—it’s too formal! Just call me Sister Li’er!"

She leaned in close to Shui Bing’er and lowered her voice: "From now on, if there’s anything you don’t understand within the sect, just ask me. I’ve got your back!"

Watching her enthusiastic demeanor, Shui Bing’er felt a mix of complex emotions.

This Titled Douluo—who had utterly crushed every opponent on the battlefield—was, in private...

Acting just like a gang leader?

Still, she nodded: "Thank you, Sister Li’er."

Jiang Li’er nodded with satisfaction, then gave her shoulder a pat: "Keep up the good work! I’ve got high hopes for you!"

Having said that, she turned and walked away, her golden ponytail swaying back and forth behind her.

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