Douluo Continent: A Thousand Miles of Cultivation

So when Ning Fengzhi heard that the Haotian Sect and the Tang Sect were being suppressed by Ning Rongrong, he couldn't stand it.

There are occasional battles between sects, but the Spirit Hall gives Ning Fengzhi a sense of oppression like a mountain, making it impossible for him to breathe.

Leaving aside distant events, Qian Daoliu's appearance outside Xilu City was truly unexpected. The Spirit Hall appeared like a savior, rescuing everyone and making everyone else seem so dim and insignificant.

Therefore, Ning Fengzhi believed that unity and solidarity among sects were essential. Even if the four lower sects remained distant, the three upper sects had to cooperate sincerely.

In this way, combined with the overall trend of unification of the Douluo Continent, it would be possible to contend with the terrifying power of the Spirit Hall.

In short, this matter must be resolved as soon as possible. Even if he likes his youngest daughter Ning Rongrong very much, he has no choice but to give her a hard time this time.

Following closely behind Qian Shui, Ning Fengzhi entered the former Crown Prince's residence.

"Dad? Grandpa Bone? You've arrived!" Ning Rongrong didn't notice the change in Ning Fengzhi's expression. She was overjoyed to see her family after so long.

"Rongrong, what exactly did you do? Where are Hong'er and Princess Xueke? Why did you do this to Haotian Sect? And what about Emperor Xueye? Is his death related to you?!" Ning Fengzhi immediately launched into a barrage of questions.

Without a doubt, Ning Fengzhi is not a purely political machine. Although he is the head of a clan, it is precisely because of this that he cares more about the clan members.

For example, his beloved grandson, the grandson Xuehong, had already become a hot topic due to his disappearance. When news of his disappearance reached Tiandou City, Ning Fengzhi became even more furious.

He didn't think Ning Rongrong would do anything to the child, since she probably didn't want Xuehong to get into trouble, but at the same time he didn't understand what Ning Rongrong was up to.

All the rumors are just spread randomly without any hindrance or control. This approach is incredibly stupid!

However, Ning Rongrong didn't care too much. She could withstand Xue Ke's questioning, so her own father was nothing.

"Dad, Grandpa Bone, come, sit down." Ning Rongrong was very calm, as if she hadn't heard anything, and pulled the elders to the sofa in the reception area. "Don't rush, Rongrong will explain to you slowly."

Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong exchanged a glance, clearly both seeing the surprise in each other's eyes.

Because Ning Rongrong was so composed, so composed that she didn't seem like a twenty-year-old girl.

Although she had already been like this before, Ning Fengzhi always thought that she was affected by the deaths of Xue Qinghe and Ning Huahua, and that she was holding back a breath she couldn't let out.

But now, looking at Ning Rongrong, that feeling is completely gone. It's as if Xue Qinghe's death never happened, and Ning Rongrong is a shrewd and experienced leader who controls the situation with perfect ease.

Ning Rongrong poured the tea slowly and deliberately, her movements quite calm and steady.

While pouring tea, Ning Rongrong explained, "Hong'er is fine. I just don't want him to get involved in this internal strife. If you were me, Father, you wouldn't want such a poor child to face the struggle for the throne at such a young age, would you?"

"I see." Ning Rongrong said, and Ning Fengzhi breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, he was the owner of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda with twin martial souls, an eight-year-old Soul King. Ning Fengzhi couldn't even dream of such a thing.

This will almost certainly break the predicament that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul cannot break through to the Title Douluo level. As long as that child grows up, he will surely become a figure who dominates the world.

It should be noted that when that Immortal Douluo participated in the Elite Tournament at the age of fourteen, he was only close to the Soul King level.

Ning Fengzhi would risk his life to protect this child; he was the hope of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

After filling the teacup, Ning Rongrong pushed it toward the two elders. "Then there's Xiao Ke. She was sold by Xue Beng as a tool for a marriage alliance. I'll take this opportunity to extricate her from the situation as well."

Before Ning Fengzhi could speak, Gu Rong became anxious, "But Rongrong, isn't this tarnishing your own reputation? Do you know what's being said outside? They're saying you used your power to kill the Crown Prince and the Princess! This is outrageous!"

As she listened, Ning Rongrong poured herself a full cup of tea. "I know, but I don't care."

"Rongrong!" Ning Fengzhi shouted sternly.

Ning Fengzhi found his daughter's attitude utterly absurd. Would she even get married in the future? With such an indifferent attitude, only focusing on the outcome, what would become of her?

Ning Fengzhi had no effect on Ning Rongrong at all. She simply waved her hand to calm him down, then drank the tea in one gulp. "Dad, this has something to do with the Haotian Sect that you like so much!"

"Rongrong, what do you mean by that?" Ning Rongrong's attitude wasn't bad, but it gave Ning Fengzhi a feeling of being suppressed.

Being suppressed by the youngest daughter? That doesn't feel good.

Setting down her teacup, Ning Rongrong finished tasting the tea, savoring its subtle sweetness, before saying, "It seems you haven't distinguished between enemies and friends!"

"What do you mean?" Ning Rongrong had her own interpretation, and Ning Fengzhi also calmed down and picked up his tea to drink.

"Dad, you know too little. Ever since Hong'er and I returned to Tiandou City, we've faced several assassination attempts. Who could do that? Who else could it be? Why do you say Xiao Ke was sold out? Have you thought about that?"

As she spoke, Ning Rongrong poured tea for herself and Ning Fengzhi again.

"How is this possible?" Ning Fengzhi exclaimed in disbelief.

After all, Ning Rongrong had never mentioned the assassination attempt, nor was it something to be proud of. It was Ning Rongrong's own impulsiveness that led her to fall into her opponent's trap.

If it weren't for her friends backing her up, she really would have to go down and find the real Xue Qinghe.

“Why not? It’s the Haotian Sect, one of the three sects you always mentioned that are all closely connected. They sent a Title Douluo to kill me. If Shui Shui hadn’t arrived in time, you probably wouldn’t be able to see your daughter again.” After saying that, Ning Rongrong finished her tea in one gulp.

However, her tone was too relaxed, yet too certain, as if she were merely stating a fact mechanically.

With a thud, Gu Rong stood up. "Good! Very good! Haotian Sect, even if I have to give up my old bones, I must get an explanation from Tang Xiao!"

At this moment, Ning Rongrong smiled helplessly. This bone grandpa still treated her like a child.

Ning Rongrong quickly stood up and pulled Gu Rong, whose aura was rising, back down. "Alright, Grandpa Bone, it's not time yet. Rongrong will take care of them herself. You don't need to risk your life."

"Haotian Sect! What are they planning to do?!"

“Sigh… Dad, it seems like a mess, but actually everything is connected.” Having no other option, Ning Rongrong could only continue explaining.

There are many things Ning Fengzhi doesn't know, so he can't make a judgment.

"Since the Xilu City incident, everything has been clearly exposed. There is a force in Tiandou City that is cooperating with the enemy on the front line. The matter of the Third Prince in Xilu City is something they are eager to do."

Upon hearing Ning Rongrong's words, Ning Fengzhi grasped the key point: "Avalanche?!"

It couldn't be Xue Luochuan, because if it were Xue Luochuan, there would be no need for all this trouble. If he wanted to, he would have already marched north and taken over Tiandou City himself. After all, he is the first in line to succeed Xue Qinghe.

At this time, the mainland was not yet unified, Xue Hong was still in the hands of the Spirit Hall, and Xue Luochuan was indisputable.

But he didn't do that; to put it bluntly, he didn't have the brains for it.

Since the Xilu City incident was aimed at Xuehaizang, it can be deduced from the beneficiaries that Xuebeng was behind it all.

Then, as Ning Rongrong said, Xue Ke was sold.

Royal marriages—need I say more? It's all about the power behind them.

Who are the forces behind Tang San? The Tang Sect and the Clear Sky Sect!

But now that the enemy has been identified, Ning Fengzhi asked, "But Rongrong, why didn't you stop Xue Beng from taking over?"

In response, Ning Rongrong leaned back on the sofa, crossed her legs, touched her fingertips together, smiled slightly, and said with an air of domineering confidence, "Let him take the position if he wants to. If he can actually control the power, I'll admit defeat."

"But if we let the rumors from the outside world fester, people's hearts will change!"

If it weren't for the incident involving the Crown Prince and the Princess, Ning Fengzhi would have actually thought that Ning Rongrong was right. But now it seems that the other side has the upper hand in this battle of offense and defense.

The power of public opinion is immense; sometimes it can be devastating. People who initially believed in you may become skeptical due to this kind of hearsay, and eventually join their side.

“Dad, I have a clear conscience and have done nothing, but what about them? It’s just that the time is not right yet.”

"Rongrong! Why won't you listen to advice, child!" Ning Fengzhi laughed anxiously at this moment, "Does being honest and straightforward work? People only believe what they themselves believe!"

This was also a headache for Ning Rongrong. She had a thousand-water pocket, and no matter what the enemy did, the more rampant they were, they would eventually be exposed. But she couldn't tell Ning Fengzhi this, otherwise what difference would it make from telling Ning Fengzhi the truth directly?

"Dad, please believe in Rongrong. Rongrong is confident in herself." Ning Rongrong could only force Ning Fengzhi's approval.

But that's just how people are. Just as Ning Fengzhi himself said, people only want to believe what they believe. "No! At least we have to get Hong'er and Princess Xueke out to set the record straight!"

Come out? No way! Qian Qingyu has already run away, where can Ning Rongrong transform herself?

"Dad, can you please stop ruining my plans!" Having no other choice, Ning Rongrong could only say this.

"Nonsense! This is for your reputation and safety!" Ning Fengzhi naturally didn't believe it, displaying a childlike confidence.

“I told you, I don’t care about any of this! When it’s all over, everything will go back to normal!” Ning Rongrong was even more troubled.

Ning Fengzhi was so worried that he didn't listen at all. "But we can't go back! What if we fail?"

The father and daughter started arguing, and Gu Rong, who was standing to the side, couldn't get a word in edgewise.

Just then, Qian Shui appeared with Bibi Dong, and the atmosphere suddenly froze.

Who are these two people?

One is a super strong person who has been missing for many years, and the other is the current Pope of the Spirit Hall. They are master and disciple.

The two were arguing about something when they suddenly appeared in the room.

For a moment, both sides were stunned.

Chapter 332 Ning Rongrong is speechless

How eerie can the atmosphere get on many occasions?

Qianshui: I must have done something wrong! Run?!

Bibi Dong: Interesting!

Ning Fengzhi: Why did they come? What's that in his hand? What does he want to discuss with Rongrong?!

Ancient Banyan Tree: A 100,000-year-old soul bone! We must fight!

Ning Rongrong: Now I don't have to worry about it anymore!

The scene was too beautiful to describe in detail. In short, the group naturally split into two groups. For example, on the elders' side, Ning Fengzhi started talking with Bibi Dong.

"Your Holiness, it's been many years, how have you been?" Ning Fengzhi was the first to speak.

"Thank you for your concern, Sect Leader Ning. I am fine. Sect Leader Ning, on the other hand, looks quite well." Bibi Dong was equally forthcoming.

As she spoke, she gave Qianshui a look, as if to say: How about it, isn't the teacher awesome? Did you embarrass yourself?

It was actually a little embarrassing, because Bibi Dong, who was at home all day, hadn't really dressed up. It wasn't a big deal to be in front of acquaintances, but her disheveled hair still made her a little nervous.

Completely clueless, Qian Shui couldn't stay a moment longer. He had never been kind to Ning Fengzhi, because Ning Fengzhi had tried to kill him back then.

Ignoring everyone else, Qian Shui braced herself and waved the Blue Silver Emperor's 100,000-year soul bone at Ning Rongrong.

“This…” Although Ning Rongrong knew that Qian Shui would definitely have a way, she had been waiting for quite a long time.

But she didn't expect that Qian Shui would come running with the 100,000-year-old right leg bone and the Pope who wasn't dressed up.

Ning Rongrong reached out and took the fresh, mud-covered 100,000-year-old soul bone. She even shook off the mud, showing a hint of disgust.

She thought it was just so-so. Although it was shocking enough, it was not unexpected. After all, it was Qianshui. It wouldn't be strange if they did something.

"Is this a reward?" Ning Rongrong whispered to Qian Shui, trying not to attract the attention of the two elders who were faking smiles and exchanging polite words.

“Yes, but it’s not just for that purpose. Tang Hao’s wife, Tang San’s biological mother, is the transformed form of the 100,000-year-old soul beast, the Blue Silver Emperor. This is his wife’s soul bone, you know what I mean.” Raising an eyebrow, Qian Shui was essentially hinting to Ning Rongrong.