Douluo Continent: My plan to slay the gods has been exposed!

Chapter 61 The Aura of an Evil Soul Master? Ning Fengzhi's Determination!

"Uncle Ning, the royal family and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School have always maintained a close relationship. Rest assured, once I marry Rongrong, I will treat her well!"

"Furthermore, as long as the royal family and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School form an alliance, the crisis facing the Spirit Hall will be resolved without any further action!"

Although the relationship between the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the royal family was ambiguous before, it was almost certain that Ning Fengzhi would become the future imperial tutor. However, the two sides ultimately did not have a substantial contract.

As long as he marries a noblewoman from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, the royal family and the school will be tightly bound together and inseparable. His elder brother has already been betrothed by his father, which means that he is the only one in the royal family who is the right age and of high enough status.

"Oh, about that?"

After confirming Avalanche's idea again, Ning Fengzhi fell silent. After a long while, he managed to give a smile: "Your Highness is an outstanding person. It is Rongrong's honor to have taken a liking to her. But coincidentally, Rongrong already has someone she likes, who is her classmate and they have known each other for many years."

"As a parent, it's not appropriate for me to interfere; I can only leave it to Rongrong's own choice."

"Uncle Ning, the person you're talking about is a food science student named Oscar, right?"

Avalanche smiled and replied, clearly having done his research before coming, having thoroughly sorted out Ning Rongrong's relationships: "Uncle Ning, doesn't the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School always advocate that its disciples should find partners who are Battle Soul Masters? That sleazy kid with a Tofu Martial Soul doesn't seem like the kind of guy who can give Rongrong a sense of security."

"And I"

He pointed to his chest, somewhat smugly, and said, "As the fourth prince of Tiandou, even if I can't compete with my eldest brother, as a future prince, I'm far more useful than a guy who only knows how to stay in the kitchen!"

"Behind me stands the Heavenly Dou Empire!"

Unlike ordinary people, there is no need to mention soul power or soul rings. In Xue Beng's understanding, the Swan Martial Soul and the identity of the Fourth Prince have far exceeded the so-called "genius".

The silence was longer and more profound than before.

Even as the avalanche grew impatient, Ning Fengzhi finally forced a smile and slowly spoke: "Compared to Your Highness, a food-type Soul Master is naturally not the best match, but these are matters for the children, and it's not appropriate for me, as their parent, to make the decision."

"Your Highness can try getting to know Rongrong first, but it mainly depends on Rongrong's wishes."

"That's great!"

Upon hearing Ning Fengzhi's reply, Xue Beng's face lit up with joy, his tone exceptionally delighted: "As long as Uncle Ning says that, I have no reason to give up on Rongrong!"

"Uncle Ning, I'm sorry to have bothered you today. I have important business to attend to this afternoon, so I'll come again tomorrow."

Watching the spoiled young master swagger out of the house, Ning Fengzhi didn't try to stop him, but his expression gradually darkened.

He admitted that he looked down on Oscar, who was a food-type, but compared to that talented and hardworking young man, the frivolous and unbearable Avalanche was even more detestable.

"Fengzhi, do we really intend to let that kid spend time with Rongrong?"

Sword Douluo frowned, recalling Xue Beng's reputation in the capital, and felt a surge of irritation.

"Uncle Jian, send someone to contact that Pope soon. The alliance should be formed as soon as possible."

Ning Fengzhi toyed with the small, exquisite teacup in his hand. His face, usually gentle and refined, was now devoid of its usual warmth; his eyes held a coldness and contemplation. "Once the news is announced, I will naturally explain the troubles with the royal family to Qinghe. As for His Majesty..."

"We'll see."

"Also, starting tomorrow, the sect will scale back its business with the royal family, and try to give up as much profit as possible as compensation. It doesn't matter if the commissions from the past two months are left in there. Try not to offend anyone and be gentle in your approach."

"it is good."

Upon hearing Ning Fengzhi's arrangement, Sword Douluo breathed a sigh of relief. Compared to letting his adorable Rongrong associate with this spoiled brat, perhaps forming an alliance with the Spirit Hall to jointly resist the pressure from the royal family was a good choice.

Chen Xin stroked his beard, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "By the way, Feng Zhi, the person who was with Xue Beng earlier seemed a bit off. Their cultivation was very well hidden, and their aura was mottled and strange. They even had a faint smell of blood on them. They are very likely an evil soul master!"

Based on Chen Xin's years of experience, this kind of person is either someone who has gone astray in their cultivation or someone who has taken a shortcut to become an evil soul master. The faint smell of blood indicates that this person must have killed someone two or three hours ago!

"An evil spirit master?!"

Ning Fengzhi's lips curled up: "Good, very good. Regardless of whether they are evil soul masters or not, subtly inform Bibi Dong about this matter and see how the Spirit Hall will choose to respond to pressure from the royal family!"

Four years ago, the Spirit Hall accelerated its expansion to the extreme, until recently when the Pope finally realized that he should restrain his ambitions and proceed steadily.

This time, the conflict between the two major forces has been brought to the forefront, and one of them is bound to suffer losses!

"it is good."

Sword Douluo nodded again. He hadn't sent anyone to handle these matters, as they concerned his little witch and the behemoth that was the Spirit Hall. He wouldn't feel at ease sending anyone else.

"By the way, how's Oscar doing lately?"

Ning Fengzhi toyed with the teacup in his hand, remained silent for a while, and then suddenly asked a question.

"This," Chen Xin's eyelids twitched, "I don't know either. I don't know why, but seeing that kid with such a gloomy face makes me angry."

The boy who stole his little witch's heart is really asking for a beating!

"Pay more attention to him. In these four years, Oscar has been through life and death and has sacrificed a lot for Rongrong." Ning Fengzhi sighed, his eyes showing some fatigue.

"Uncle Jian, I'll have to trouble you again. Have someone tell him that Xue Beng has come to propose marriage, so that he'll at least feel some sense of crisis."

As for Tang San...

Thinking of the genius who brought about a major change to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, only to fall from grace in an instant, Ning Fengzhi could only sigh at the capriciousness of fate.

"From now on, all the hidden weapons and derivative weapons of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School shall be open to the Spirit Hall. Hiding them will only cause displeasure. That Pope is not stupid. Since she has shown sincerity, we should reciprocate."

Chen Xin nodded silently once again.

Hidden weapons are of great significance to sect disciples who lack combat abilities, but Ning Fengzhi still chose to give them up under these circumstances, which was a considerable price to pay.

And he would inevitably offend the young man he once had high hopes for, as well as Tang Hao, who had escaped with serious injuries, and even...

Haotian Sect!

"I can foresee a terrible storm coming. During this critical time, no one can stay outdoors; it's either live or die."

In this upheaval orchestrated by the Spirit Hall, the Empire, the Clear Sky Sect, and the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex were all affected. As for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, which boasts some of the greatest wealth, it was simply wishful thinking to try to remain uninvolved.

"In that case, I can only let the side I'm standing on win."

Watching the birds flitting past the window, Ning Fengzhi sat up straight, his gaze gradually sharpening.

(End of this chapter)