Douluo Continent: Targeted Thoughts, Winning Over Bibi Dong at the Start

Qin Heng led Ning Chen away from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, with Golden Crocodile Douluo following beside them. The three figures quickly disappeared into the sky above Seven Treasure City.

Ning Fengzhi stood in the sect square, holding the heartbroken Ning Rongrong in his arms, watching the distant light fade into the distance, and remained silent for a long time.

The entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was shrouded in a heavy gloom. Everyone understood that from today onwards, the sect and the Spirit Hall had completely broken off relations. If the Spirit Hall's power had not been so overwhelming, Ning Fengzhi would probably have declared war on the Spirit Hall without hesitation.

Unfortunately, Ning Fengzhi dared not. He was afraid of the Spirit Hall, and even more afraid that the sect's lineage would be severed as a result.

At this moment, Ning Fengzhi had only one thought: to support his disciple Xue Qinghe to become the emperor of the Heaven Dou Empire at all costs. With Xue Qinghe around, the Heaven Dou Empire could be used to fight against the Spirit Hall.

Qin Heng, on the other hand, was quite satisfied with his trip to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Not only did they successfully thwart the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's ambitions and extort a large amount of resources, but they also took Ning Chen, an important pawn, with them.

After discussing it with Golden Crocodile Douluo, he decided to return to the Spirit Hall first.

Firstly, he wanted to personally confirm the promotion of the "Basic General Version of Meridian Cultivation Method" on the mainland; secondly, he also needed to completely subdue Ning Chen during this period and make him a truly usable person.

Throughout the flight, Ning Chen remained calm. He simply followed Qin Heng silently, neither crying nor showing any strong resistance, as if he were simply continuing his life in a different place.

As the three approached Spirit City, Ning Chen gazed at the magnificent and solemn city below, a complex expression finally appearing on his face. It was an expression mixed with confusion, disappointment, and a hint of hidden resentment.

Qin Heng took in the changes in his expression and spoke at the opportune moment: "What? Are you unwilling to accept being abandoned by your father and the sect?"

Ning Chen trembled slightly upon hearing this, then slowly shook his head, his voice calm to the point of being cold: "There's nothing I'm unwilling to accept..."

He paused, his gaze fixed on the distance, and slowly said, "Before Rongrong was born, I was being groomed to be the next sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. My father had high hopes for me and gave me all the best resources. But everything changed after Rongrong was born, the day her innate full soul power was measured at level nine."

Her father saw her as the hope to break the shackles of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda and the key to leading the sect to a more glorious future.

Although my father didn't say it explicitly at the time, I knew that from the moment Rongrong tested my ninth-level innate soul power, my position as the young sect leader was already dead in name only.

Ning Chen chuckled self-deprecatingly: "I've already been abandoned by my father and the sect once, so being abandoned a second time... isn't such a big deal."

He spoke casually, as if he were telling someone else's story.

But Qin Heng keenly caught the fleeting, intense resentment deep in his eyes.

But all I felt was resentment.

Qin Heng saw no deep-seated hatred in Ning Chen's tone and eyes, nor any resentment or malice towards Ning Fengzhi and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Qin Heng frowned slightly, thinking, "How can I trust you if I don't hate you?"

What he needs is someone who harbors resentment towards the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and even desires revenge.

Only someone like this would stand up without hesitation to split the sect and seize power after Ning Feng's death, becoming the sharpest blade planted by the Spirit Hall within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Although Ning Chen is unwilling, he is far from meeting Qin Heng's expectations.

A thoughtful look flashed in Qin Heng's eyes, and he quickly came up with a new plan. He suddenly smiled gently, patted Ning Chen's shoulder, and said, "Ning Chen, don't worry. After we arrive at the Spirit Hall, I will arrange for a Title Douluo to personally guide your cultivation."

Resources, spirit rings, spirit tools... as long as you perform well enough, I can give you things the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School could never give you.

"As for your father and sister..." Qin Heng paused slightly, then said meaningfully, "Some things you only appreciate when you lose them. Perhaps one day, you'll be glad you made the choice you have today."

Ning Chen raised his head, glanced at Qin Heng with a complicated expression, and finally said in a low voice, "Thank you, Young Master Qin."

Golden Crocodile Douluo watched coldly from the sidelines without saying a word.

The three quickened their pace and continued flying towards Wuhun City.

The magnificent outline of the Spirit Hall was soon in sight.

Upon returning to Wuhun City, Golden Crocodile Douluo did not delay at all, and immediately led Qin Heng and Ning Chen to the Hall of Worship.

As the most sacred place for soul masters on the continent, Wuhun City is vast in scale and magnificent in appearance.

As soon as the three entered the city gate, an invisible yet vast and powerful spiritual force swept over them.

Deep within the Hall of Worship, a figure slowly opened his eyes. It was none other than Qian Daoliu, the High Priest of the Angel God, who was the de facto supreme controller of the Spirit Hall.

He wore a magnificent white robe with gold patterns, and his handsome face carried an imposing aura. As the high priest of the Angel God, in a sense, the entire Spirit City was within his perception range.

He already knew the moment Golden Crocodile Douluo and his group entered the city.

When Qian Daoliu saw Qin Heng's current soul power level, even with his composure, he couldn't help but be slightly moved.

"I remember this kid only had level 49 soul power before he left, and now he has directly jumped to level 64? In less than a year, he has increased by a full 15 levels? This speed is too fast."

Although the letter from the Golden Crocodile said that Xiao Heng had unexpectedly gone ten thousand years into the future and stayed there for a year, even including that year, it would only be two years at most. A level increase of fifteen in two years is really unusual.

Thinking of this, Qian Daoliu frowned slightly, a trace of solemnity flashing in his eyes. Without hesitation, he immediately released a wisp of spiritual power, silently probing into Qin Heng's body to carefully examine him.

Qian Daoliu truly lived up to his reputation as a peerless figure on the continent. Logically speaking, Qin Heng's spiritual power was now close to that of a level 97 Title Douluo, yet he failed to detect Qian Daoliu's probing.

Golden Crocodile Douluo did notice, but he didn't say anything to remind Qin Heng, as there was no need to say anything more about it.

After confirming that Qin Heng's body contained no trace of the evil aura of a fallen being, nor any signs of being corrupted by an unknown force, Qian Daoliu breathed a slight sigh of relief.

"No problem, but this rate of improvement is just too astonishing." Qian Daoliu's heart was stirred with considerable turmoil.

With his experience, he naturally knew that a normal Soul Master could never have such a terrifying cultivation speed. Even a genius with a top-tier Martial Soul could not possibly jump fifteen levels in such a short period of time.

"It seems this kid has had another incredible adventure outside! No wonder he was a god in his previous life," Qian Daoliu thought to himself.

As for Ning Chen, who was following behind Qin Heng, Qian Daoliu only glanced at him indifferently before ignoring him completely.

Even if a mere support-type Soul Master possesses the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda as their Martial Soul, in the eyes of this level 99 Limit Douluo, they are nothing more than a dispensable minor character, not worth even a second glance.

As Golden Crocodile Douluo and the other two landed in front of the Hall of Offerings, a gentle yet supremely majestic voice rang in their ears: "Come in."

Golden Crocodile Douluo immediately stepped into the main hall, with Qin Heng following behind him, looking calm and composed, while Ning Chen lowered his head slightly, appearing somewhat reserved.

Deep within the main hall, Qian Daoliu stood before the statue of the angel god. His gaze first fell upon Qin Heng, scrutinizing him for a moment before he slowly spoke: "Little Heng, your trip this time gave me quite a surprise. Tell me, what exactly happened these past few months? How did your soul power increase so rapidly?"

Qin Heng stepped forward, bowed respectfully, and said, "Grandpa Qian, I obtained an extraordinary opportunity deep within the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire. I fused two external soul bones formed from the reverse scales of true dragons and successfully condensed a soul core, which is why I have my current cultivation level."

"A Soul Core?" A genuine look of surprise finally appeared in Qian Daoliu's eyes. He gave Qin Heng a deep look and said in a deep voice, "You actually condensed a Soul Core at level 60?"

"Big brother, this kid is truly extraordinary. He recently defeated a level 95 titled Douluo in a head-on battle."

Qian Daoliu's eyes lit up upon hearing this, then his gaze shifted slightly to Ning Chen, and he asked calmly, "Is that level 95 Title Douluo Gu Rong?"

Qin Heng smiled slightly and replied, "Grandpa Qian guessed correctly, it is indeed Gu Rong. By the way, Grandpa Qian, let me introduce you. His name is Ning Chen, the eldest son of Ning Fengzhi, the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."

Previously, Grandpa Jin'e discovered that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School had stolen the "Basic General Version of Meridian Cultivation Method" that my Spirit Hall had distributed to the Soul Masters within the Hall, so he came to demand justice.

I made a bet with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, fought three matches against the sect's strongest members, and won all three. In accordance with the bet, I brought him back.

After hearing Qin Heng's words, the atmosphere in the offering hall suddenly became somewhat subtle.

Qian Daoliu's gaze calmly fell on Ning Chen. His eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, but he did not release any soul power pressure. However, just by looking at him, Ning Chen's forehead was already covered in fine cold sweat.

"A Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Soul Master, and Ning Fengzhi's son." Qian Daoliu's voice was gentle, yet carried an undeniable air of authority. "Will you be loyal to the Spirit Hall?"

A simple sentence, yet it weighed heavily on Ning Chen's heart like a mountain.

Ning Chen's face instantly turned pale, and his body trembled slightly. He couldn't muster any courage to lie in front of Qian Daoliu, so he could only lower his head and say with a trembling voice but unusual firmness, "This junior does not want to betray the sect."

The hall fell into a deathly silence.

Golden Crocodile Douluo's face darkened, clearly dissatisfied with Ning Chen's answer. If Qian Daoliu hadn't been there, given Golden Crocodile Douluo's temper, he would have slapped him to death long ago.

Qian Daoliu looked at Ning Chen, remained silent for a moment, then sighed softly, his tone calm yet tinged with coldness: "Is that so? Then you can go to the Spirit Hall library and become a librarian."

As a universally recognized moral exemplar on the mainland, Qian Daoliu would naturally not kill someone simply because they refused to pledge allegiance to the Spirit Hall.

However, knowing full well that Ning Chen could not truly be loyal to the Spirit Hall, he would never waste any precious resources to cultivate such a potential threat.

Letting him fend for himself in the library was the most lenient thing Qian Daoliu could do.

However, this was completely contrary to Qin Heng's expectations.

Qin Heng frowned slightly, stepped forward, and said respectfully but firmly, "Grandpa Qian, he is the person I brought back, so leave him to me."

Upon hearing this, Qian Daoliu's gaze lingered on Qin Heng for a moment, as if he were pondering something, before finally nodding slightly: "Very well, since you brought him back, then you can make the arrangements."

After speaking, Qian Daoliu casually raised his hand and pointed, a gentle yet powerful spiritual force instantly entering Ning Chen's brow. Ning Chen didn't even have time to react before his eyes closed, and he collapsed limply, completely unconscious.

Clearly, what they were about to say was not suitable for Ning Chen, an "outsider," to hear.

Golden Crocodile Douluo glanced at Ning Chen lying on the ground and asked in an unfriendly tone, "Qin boy, do you really intend to train him? This boy has no hatred for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, so he will probably be difficult to use for my Spirit Hall. Keeping him around is probably a hidden danger."

Qin Heng looked at Ning Chen, who was lying unconscious on the ground, and smiled, saying, "Grandpa Jin'e, you are mistaken. Ning Chen is quite talented and has a calm and steady temperament. He is a rare talent."

Moreover, his attitude towards the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is not entirely bad. If he is hostile to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, then he is naturally the easiest person for us to win over.

But he harbors no hatred towards the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School; he clearly cares a lot about the sect's legacy. We only need to threaten him with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's legacy to force him into submission, and he will naturally comply. If handled properly, I am 90% confident that I can completely turn him into one of our own.

Qian Daoliu did not approve of Qin Heng's approach. As the owner of the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul and the High Priest of the Angel God, Qian Daoliu disliked Qin Heng's method of achieving his goals by coercing others.

However, Qian Daoliu did not intend to stop Qin Heng. He simply said, "How you plan is your business, and I will not object. But you must remember one thing: if this boy causes problems in the future, you will be the first to be held responsible."

Qin Heng bowed and said, "Don't worry, Grandpa Qian, I understand."

Qian Daoliu waved his hand and said calmly, "In that case, take him away first."

"Yes." Qin Heng responded, stepped forward, picked up the unconscious Ning Chen, and turned to leave the main hall.

Watching Qin Heng's departing figure, Golden Crocodile Douluo couldn't help but chuckle softly, "This kid is getting more and more interesting."

Qian Daoliu leaned back on his throne, gently closed his eyes, and a faint smile appeared on his lips: "I hope he can truly grow up. My Spirit Hall needs a true successor who can carry the banner."

Xue'er is too deeply influenced by me and is not suitable to lead the Spirit Hall. And Bibi Dong...sigh! In short, Xiao Heng is the future hope of our Spirit Hall. With him, our Spirit Hall will surely last for generations.