Douluo: The Fallen Garuda, Feathers Crossing the Mortal Realm

As soon as Fu Yu uttered his outrageous remarks, the smiles on Ning Qingyun and Elder Wu's faces froze instantly.

After a dozen breaths of silence, Ning Qingyun coughed twice, breaking the silence.

"Ahem, Xiaoyu, I know you've read a lot of history books and haven't been brainwashed by propaganda. But you can say this to me, but never say it in front of the royal families of the three great empires or Shrek Academy."

"Just because something is said to be good doesn't mean that someone will necessarily do it."

As for what the good things are, everyone knows perfectly well: Martial Soul Awakening, Soul Hunting Forest, Investigating Evil Soul Masters on the Continent, and so on.

After saying this, Ning Qingyun looked at Fu Yu's face and a smile reappeared.

"Xiaoyu, although our Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School was on the winning side ten thousand years ago, do you know how our successive sect leaders viewed that time?"

Fu Yu became interested at this point. The previous ones were his memories from his previous life, plus some personal opinions based on the influence of Shrek Academy.

He truly did not know the thoughts of people like the sect leader of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Fu Yu shook his head, looking at Ning Qingyun with some curiosity.

"In the eyes of our successive sect leaders, or rather, in the eyes of merchants, what happened ten thousand years ago was an extremely unsuccessful investment for the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

"Xiaoyu, do you know why you said that?"

"Of course!" Fu Yu said confidently, "The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School only gained a hollow reputation, but lost its real status among the top three sects, and fell from the peak of the continent."

"After the sword was broken and the bones shattered, even with two gods in charge, the sect couldn't even produce a titled Douluo. But how long did they stay on the continent? Ten years? A hundred years? They didn't even leave behind the bloodline of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda."

"When those two ascend to immortality, how long can the sect's glory continue?"

"On a side note, if the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School had supported the Spirit Hall back then and the Spirit Empire had ultimately triumphed, then the title of Master of the Gods wouldn't belong to Yu Xiaogang."

After Fu Yu finished speaking, he and Ning Qingyun exchanged a smile and raised their teacups together.

Ning Qingyun didn't comment on whether Fu Yu's assessment was right or wrong, but her eyes showed even more admiration.

Yes, what did the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile School gain? It only has the name of Nine Treasures, but the entire school is full of Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagodas.

Since Ning Fengzhi passed away and Ning Rongrong became a god, the connection between the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School and them has been almost nonexistent; they are no longer of the same lineage.

However, what they were discussing had absolutely no effect on the two young girls beside Fu Yu.

Ning Tian and Wu Feng would occasionally put some of their favorite dishes on Fu Yu's plate.

After Ning Qingyun and Fu Yu finished their conversation, Ning Tian looked somewhat dejected.

She didn't care at all about what was being discussed; she only knew one thing.

"Brother Xiaoyu, aren't you going to Shrek Academy in the future?"

As the young master of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, Ning Tian was instilled with the idea of ​​learning at Shrek Academy from a young age, or rather, the purpose of recruiting geniuses at Shrek Academy.

But no matter what, she's definitely going to Shrek Academy.

"Yeah, maybe I'll see Xiaotian at the Elite Competition someday."

Fu Yu smiled and gently stroked Ning Tian's platinum blonde hair, speaking softly.

"I don't want to, I definitely can't beat Brother Xiaoyu," Ning Tian pouted.

At this moment, Wu Feng, who was on the other side of Fu Yu, raised his chin and said with an arrogant look, "Xiao Tian will definitely be able to defeat you if he stays with me from now on."

Fu Yu also patted Wu Feng's head: "Okay then, I'll be waiting for you and Xiao Tian at the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Battle Tournament from now on."

After that meal, Fu Yu and Ning Qingyun didn't talk about anything else.

After lunch, as Fu Yu bowed to his two elders to say goodbye, Ning Tian suddenly grabbed Wu Feng and raised his hand: "Dad! We want to go out and play with Brother Xiaoyu!"

Ning Qingyun looked at Ning Tian with a doting smile and said, "Alright, alright."

Then he looked at Fu Yu and said.

"Then I'll trouble Xiaoyu to take care of these two little girls for me."

Fu Yu readily agreed, and with one hand in each of theirs, they walked towards the open space in the distance where they usually practiced.

On the left, Ning Tian hopped and skipped, looking up at Fu Yu, her golden eyes sparkling.

"Brother Xiaoyu, I want to hear you continue the story, the story of the Broken Sword of Shenzhou. You haven't told me what happened to Su Chang after she met the Rakshasa!"

However, Wu Feng on the right had a different opinion, her beautiful red eyes filled with excitement.

"I want to play with Red Kite, hurry up and call your big fat bird out."

"Then you two call me 'brother' properly, and I'll tell you a story and call out Chi Yuan as well."

"Brother Xiaoyu!!" Two clear voices rang out at the same time.

As the three figures disappeared into the distance, Old Wu scratched his beard and clicked his tongue.

"Qingyun, tell me, whose child is this Fu Yu? There doesn't seem to be anyone with the surname Fu in any of those ancient, powerful clans?"

Ning Qingyun shook his head with a faint smile and looked at Elder Wu, saying, "Names don't really matter. This child is so intelligent, he'll definitely use a fake name when he comes out."

After speaking, his gaze, like that of Elder Wu, fell on the departing figures of the three.

"That's really impressive. What he said at the dinner party wasn't just because he's read a lot of books; he also has his own insights."

"While his peers were striving to get into Shrek, he had already seen through the true nature of Shrek and was not brainwashed by its false prosperity."

"To be honest, I feel very heartbroken every year when I see young people dying in the inspection team. To be able to enter Shrek Academy's inner courtyard under such harsh conditions, what kind of chosen ones are they?"

"Everyone can become a Soul Douluo at the very least, and becoming a Title Douluo isn't that difficult."

"It's such a pity that they became fuel to maintain Shrek's glory at the age when they should have been shining brightest. They could have done so much more."

Elder Wu listened to Ning Qingyun's reflections and nodded silently.

He had also been to Shrek Academy, but after completing six years in the outer courtyard, he returned to the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School. He shared similar views on this matter with Ning Qingyun and Fu Yu.

However, Elder Wu didn't pay much attention to this matter, as thinking about it was meaningless.

However, seeing Ning Tianwu's happy expression in the distance, he teased her.

"Seeing how much Xiaotian likes Fu Yu, don't you want to play matchmaker? I can sense the explosive and scorching aura within Fu Yu's body; he's clearly a fire-attribute battle spirit master as well."

"Such talent at such a young age, a perfect match!"

Ning Qingyun glanced at Elder Wu and said.

"I think Xiaofeng likes it too, why don't you play matchmaker?"

Old Wu shrugged readily.

"I have no objection. As long as you're willing and Xiaofeng is willing, I completely agree."

The two looked at each other for a moment, then burst into laughter at the same time.