Douluo Continent: I Have No Thieves Under Heaven, the Explosive King Returns

Chapter 113 The Vast Ocean Universe Cover is Obtained

Ning Fengzhi held the Vast Ocean Universe Cover to his chest, his tone carrying a hint of a superior's probing.

"I, Ning, have prepared my sincerity. I wonder if the Holy Son's promise is as real as this Vast Ocean Universe Cover?"

"No Thief Under Heaven" glanced sideways at the Vast Ocean Universe Cover, a half-smile playing on his lips.

Do you really think I care about this thing?
She just didn't want Tang San to get the advantage.

His expression remained calm, not even his eyelashes trembled.

Seeing the completely unfazed expression on Tianxia Wuzei's face, a hint of surprise flashed in Ning Fengzhi's eyes.

what happened?

Does the Vast Ocean Universe Cover hold no appeal for him?

No, not possible!
If the Vast Ocean Universe Cover truly holds no appeal for him, then why would he exchange the secret of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's evolution for mine?

He's definitely trying to raise the price!

I can't show weakness anymore!

And so, Wu Zetian and Ning Fengzhi stared at each other, neither of them saying a word.

Instead, Bone Douluo couldn't hold back any longer and nudged Ning Fengzhi with his elbow, sending him a telepathic message.

"Feng Zhi, we've been out long enough. If we drag this out any longer, Old Swordhead will go crazy. Let's finish the transaction quickly and return to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School as soon as possible."

Ning Fengzhi's fingers trembled slightly in his sleeve, his knuckles turning white from the force.

He suppressed the surging anger in his heart, the humiliation and fury of being manipulated by a junior.

"then!"

He suddenly flung out the Vast Ocean Universe Cover, and azure light streaked through the air like a sharp arrow.

However, Tianxia Wuzei simply caught it casually, tapped the crystal surface twice with his fingertips, and then nonchalantly put it into his soul tool.

However, after doing these things, he didn't continue.

Ning Fengzhi's face immediately darkened, and a chilling aura emanated from beneath his refined and gentle facade: "Holy Son, it's time to fulfill your promise."

"It's very simple." Tianxia Wuzei chuckled softly, "As long as you can find the legendary fairy herb Qiluo Tulip, and absorb it, your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul can evolve."

"You have the Qiluo Tulip?!" Ning Fengzhi exclaimed excitedly, his grip on the end of his cane cracking with a spiderweb-like pattern.

“Of course. But if the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School wants…” Tianxia Wuzei slowly dusted off his sleeves, revealing a businessman’s smile, “it will have to pay more.”

Ning Fengzhi flicked his sleeve, and a black gold card shot out from the air.

"There are ten million gold soul coins inside, which is the money I used to buy the Immortal Herb Qiluo Tulip!"

In order to break through the shackles of level seventy-nine, this usually shrewd sect leader did not hesitate for even a moment.

He didn't even bother to verify its authenticity.

"Tianxia Wuzei" held the black gold card between two fingers and flicked it lightly in the morning light: "Thank you for your generosity, Sect Leader Ning."

"Where's the magic herb?!"

The gentle smile on Ning Fengzhi's face vanished, replaced by excitement.

"Didn't I give it to you?" Tianxia Wuzei said, then suddenly realized, "Oh, I gave it to Rongrong last night, and she's already absorbed it all. Where would I find it now!"

The color drained from Ning Fengzhi's face instantly, and his refined features were now twisted like a demon.

Bone Douluo's hunched body suddenly straightened, and the pressure of a Title Douluo poured down like a mountain, even the air hummed under the unbearable weight.

"Youngster, are you playing us?!"

Faced with the oppressive aura of a titled Douluo, Tianxia Wuzei innocently shrugged.

“Everything I said is true. The Qiluo Tulip was indeed given to Ning Rongrong. Does that mean she isn’t a member of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?”

Bone Douluo was stunned, and his mountain-like aura as a Title Douluo suddenly dissipated.

"You!" Ning Fengzhi's face twisted in pain, his refined facade completely shattered. "You really think I wouldn't dare kill you?!"

The man with no thieves under his wing glanced at them and sneered, "Just the two of you?!"

As soon as the words were spoken, two auras, like lurking beasts, suddenly locked onto Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong.

It was none other than the Lion Douluo and Dugu Bo, two titled Douluo, who were hiding in the shadows.

Ning Fengzhi finally regained his senses under the killing intent locked by the two Title Douluos.

He could sense the undisguised killing intent in both auras, as if they would suddenly attack if Tianxia Wuzei dared to give the order.

The little fox in "No Thieves Under Heaven" dared to come alone; it wasn't like a lamb entering a tiger's den.

"Holy Son!" Ning Fengzhi suppressed his anger, "You're disposing of something bought with ten million gold soul coins like this? Isn't that a bit too arbitrary of you?"

A glint flashed in Tianxia Wuzei's eyes, and he deliberately raised his voice.

"Sect Leader Ning, you are mistaken! Ning Rongrong is your precious daughter. Can you really not even bear to part with a single immortal herb for her?"

He wasn't saying these words to Ning Fengzhi, but to Bone Douluo. Sure enough, Bone Douluo frowned slightly upon hearing this, his gaze thoughtfully fixed on Ning Fengzhi.

Ning Fengzhi realized that Tianxia Wuzei dared to provoke him so recklessly because he had seen through Bone Douluo's attitude.

If he even steals his own daughter's opportunity, how can he possibly win over the public?
He explained quickly.

"Uncle Gu, don't overthink it. I'm just worried that there might be a trap, and that it hasn't been tested yet. Rongrong is my precious darling, how could I let her take any risks! I'm only doing this because I'm worried about her safety."

Bone Douluo gave a noncommittal "hmm".

He had followed Ning Fengzhi for many years; how could he possibly understand Ning Fengzhi's character?

This performance was nothing more than a show of harmony within the sect, presented to the world without thieves.

A slight smile played on Tianxia Wuzei's lips. He hadn't expected such a petty trick to sow discord between the two.

But making Ning Fengzhi suffer a setback is already a good outcome.

Seeing this, the thief-free world decided to add fuel to the fire.

"Sect Leader Ning, don't worry, everything is going smoothly."

As he spoke, he clapped his hands, and hurried footsteps came from the direction of the wooden house.

Ning Rongrong hopped over like a cheerful lark, her smile impossible to hide.

"Dad, Grandpa Bone, you're here! I also have a surprise to tell you!"

Seeing this, Bone Douluo said indulgently, "Rongrong, what surprise do you have for Grandpa Bone?!"

She proudly held up her martial soul, the nine layers of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda shimmering like ripples on water: "This is a magical herb the captain gave me, which allowed my martial soul to evolve into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!"

At this point, Ning Rongrong glanced shyly at Tianxia Wuzei, her cheeks flushed.

Ning Fengzhi did not notice this scene.

If he were to see that, that would be truly killing him and destroying his spirit.

It's like losing your wife and losing your troops!
"The Nine-Treasure Glazed Pagoda?!" Ning Fengzhi's pupils shrank sharply, and the gentle image he had just managed to maintain almost collapsed.

That was his lifelong dream, the shackles that had bound the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School for thousands of years!

He stared intently at the dreamlike tower, his fingertips trembling uncontrollably as he counted, "One, two, three... nine! It really is the Nine-Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!"

Ning Fengzhi's Adam's apple bobbed violently, his eyes filled with shock and greed.

why!
Why was it Ning Rongrong who evolved and not me?!

What I couldn't achieve even with all my resources, how could some greenhorn accomplish with just a single herb?!

At this moment, Ning Fengzhi seemed to have his soul ripped out. Looking at his daughter's bright smile, he felt a venomous jealousy churning in his heart.

"Sect Leader Ning," the voice of "No Thief Under Heaven" rang out again, carrying the composure of a victor, "Do you still think I'm lying to you?!"

Ning Fengzhi's face was ashen, and he clenched his fists tightly.

Upon seeing this, Bone Douluo immediately transmitted his voice, "Feng Zhi, don't make that face. Isn't it a joyous occasion that Rongrong's martial soul has evolved into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda?!"

Having seen enough of the jokes about a world without thieves, he dusted off his hands (which were not actually dust) and spoke calmly to Ning Fengzhi, whose expression was unpredictable.

"Sect Leader Ning, it was a pleasure working with you. I hope there will be another opportunity to cooperate in the future."

He turned and left, the rising sun casting long shadows.

That posture seemed to be telling Ning Fengzhi who held absolute control over this game.

Ning Fengzhi stood there, watching his back, her fingernails digging deeply into her palms.

That hint of jealousy and resentment almost shattered his carefully maintained refined demeanor.

Meanwhile, in a dark alley corner of Tiandou City, Yu Xiaogang was fighting with a lame stray dog ​​for half a piece of moldy bread.

His clothes were tattered, and his face was covered in mud; he bore no resemblance to the demeanor of a theoretical master.

"Damn the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy!" he roared, his voice hoarse like sandpaper being rubbed together. "They dare to kill us all just because we said a few bad things!"

Yu Xiaogang cursed loudly in the street, but no one paid attention; they were all laughing at him.

After all, Heaven Dou City is the capital of the Heaven Dou Empire, and Yu Xiaogang's Spirit Hall subsidy is pitifully small.

Although Tang San and Xiao Wu also receive subsidies from the Spirit Hall, they have dozens of gold soul coins every month.

However, the gold soul coins used to treat Tang San had already been spent.

Moreover, after this period of fermentation, the reputation of Yu Xiaogang and his disciples for being ungrateful spread, and no academy dared to take them in.

Just as Yu Xiaogang finally managed to grab the bread and was wolfing it down, a trembling voice suddenly called out from the alleyway entrance: "Xiaogang, is that really you?!"

Yu Xiaogang turned around and saw a woman in a light blue dress, with a voluptuous figure and looking only in her thirties, covering her mouth in shock.

"Two...two dragons?!"

(End of this chapter)