Chapter 5: The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan - Douluo's spirit bead sword

## Chapter 5: The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan "Tian, are you really going to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan? I actually think it would be nice to stay in the village, become a warehouse manager, and then marry someone. It's stable and safe!" Tian Lin's mother held her son lovingly, her face showing reluctance. Having just listened to Sword Douluo, she realized that once Tian Lin left, their opportunities to meet would significantly decrease. For a mother who cherished her son as her life, this was hard to digest. "Ah, woman, what do you understand?" Jun Tian Hai, though just as reluctant, knew allowing Tian Lin to leave was the best choice for his future. "Tian Lin will be nurtured by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan. He will become a great Soul Douluo like Master Yin Yang, or even a Titled Douluo." Ever since they got married, he had spoiled his wife, always yielding to her wishes. But for his son's future, today he had to show the authority of the head of the household. "I've decided to let Tian Lin go to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan. This is final, no rebuttals!" Seeing this, Tian Lin quickly interjected, "Yes, Mother, going to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan is my own decision." "Mother, my dream is to become a great soul master. You'll support me, right?" Tian Lin looked at his mother with hopeful eyes; having his family's support was extremely important to him. Looking at her child's longing gaze, Moran finally sighed and gave in. She was Jun Tian Hai's nemesis, and Tian Lin was hers. "Alright, since you want to go so much, I agree. But you must take care of yourself. I heard being a soul master involves hunting something called soul beasts, and it's very dangerous. Your father once came back seriously injured. If anything happens to you, I couldn't bear to live." "Mom, don't worry. The reason I want to become a soul master is to protect those who are important to me. Of course, that includes protecting myself first, so nothing will happen to me," Tian Lin promised earnestly. Seeing their sensible and well-behaved son, the couple felt deeply gratified. A parent's dream should not be an obstacle in their child's path. Eventually, they reached a consensus and agreed to let Tian Lin go to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan to study. That night, Tian Lin returned to his room and summoned his magical sword again. "Long Kui, are you there?" "Lan Kui, Hong Kui, any of you here, just give me a sign!" He attempted to evoke the spirit of the sword, but to no avail. It seemed that this magical sword, now his martial soul, did not house Long Kui. Though his power wasn't diminished, the absence of his favorite character from his past life left Tian Lin feeling quite disappointed. Slowly, with dreams for the future, Tian Lin drifted off to sleep. The next morning at dawn, Tian Lin was already packed and waiting at his doorstep for the arrival of Sword Douluo. Before long, a flying sword swiftly arrived from the distant sky, halting before Tian Lin. Sword Douluo disembarked from the sword, "You’re up early, good. Have you bidden farewell to your parents?" Tian Lin nodded, "Yes, but goodbyes are sad, so I asked them not to come see me off." "Silly child, isn’t it the pain of parting that makes the joy of reunion so sweet? Train hard, become strong, and visit them; that's the greatest filial piety you could offer!" Chen Xin picked Tian Lin up and placed him on the long sword. "Alright, we’re setting off. Are you ready? I’m about to take off!" "I'm ready!" "Good," Chen Xin moved his fingers deftly, and the sword carried both him and Tian Lin as it ascended, flying toward the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan. "So, this is what it feels like to soar with the sword?" Tian Lin relished the wonder of flying, devoid of fear but filled with excitement. In the Shushan Immortal Sword Art, there were also methods described for sword flight, though somewhat different from Chen Xin's. As Chen Xin flew, his third soul ring continuously glowed. This indicated he was using a soul skill. Third soul skill, Sword Wings like Flight! While a Titled Douluo could naturally fly, Chen Xin chose efficiency, using a soul skill to double his speed while the energy cost from a third soul skill was negligible. In contrast, the sword flight technique in Tian Lin's Shushan Immortal Sword Art was a self-developed soul skill, akin to Tang San's Purple Demon Eye, and superior to ordinary soul skills. Before long, with Sword Douluo's impressive speed, they arrived at a massive city built atop a mountain, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile City. "I’ll take you to the main hall of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan to meet the clan leader. Besides the elders and inner disciples, the outer disciples aren't usually allowed here." "Just like that fellow villager of mine yesterday?" Tian Lin asked. "You're referring to that child with innate soul power of level four, yes. Someone will fetch him today, but he can only train as an outer disciple. You, however, are special and will be carefully nurtured by us." As they spoke, they arrived at an opulent hall. At the top of the hall were three seats. The central one, reserved for the clan master, was occupied by a handsome middle-aged man. On the left sat an elderly man with very little hair, tall yet gaunt, looking somewhat intimidating. He was likely the other Titled Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, Bone Douluo Gu Rong. The right seat belonged to Sword Douluo. Given that Sword Douluo was by his side, this seat should be empty. Yet, sitting there was a charming young girl. "Daring to sit in Sword Douluo’s seat, except for that little devil from the original story, no one else in the clan would have such audacity!" Tian Lin quickly inferred the girl's identity; it had to be Ning Rongrong. Sure enough, as soon as she saw Chen Xin return, she eagerly ran over, leaping into his embrace and pouting, "Grandpa Sword, you’re finally back. Without you, Rongrong was so bored, and no one played with me." Ning Rongrong was truly skilled at getting her way, explaining why these two old men were so captivated by her. Chen Xin affectionately patted Ning Rongrong's head, "Haha, Rongrong, be good. Grandpa will play with you soon, but first, let me introduce you to a new friend!" "Is it him, the one Grandpa specially fetched? He looks about my age. Is he strong?" Ning Rongrong eyed Tian Lin with curiosity, her big eyes blinking inquisitively. "Absolutely strong. Innate full soul power and an elite battle soul master of a top weapon martial soul. Rongrong, he’s even more outstanding than you!" Ning Fengzhi also came over. Such words to jolt Ning Rongrong could only have come from her father, not the two old men. "Tian Lin pays respect to Clan Leader Ning!" Tian Lin offered a courteous bow to Ning Fengzhi. As his future leader, it was only proper to maintain a level of politeness and respect.