Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Spinning Top, Explosive Warrior

"But what?"

Chrysanthemum Douluo asked hurriedly.

"Ning... cough cough... Sect Master, please speak plainly."

"From now on, we are members of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School. Please feel free to give us any orders."

The speed at which Chrysanthemum Douluo changed his tune even made Wang Teng take another look at him.

It took less than half a second for Ning Zongzhu to become Zongzhu.

"In that case, you should first explain the matter of the Spirit Hall."

Ning Fengzhi said unhurriedly, "Ghost Douluo, you go first. As for Chrysanthemum Douluo, you should go to the stone chamber next door and talk to Uncle Jian."

"I will compare the two at that time, and I hope you two are not lying."

Ning Fengzhi smiled gently, but the sharpness in his eyes sent a chill down the spines of both Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo.

"No, no."

Chrysanthemum Douluo shook his head repeatedly, his face full of sincerity.

Sword Douluo stepped forward and reached out to untie the iron chains on Chrysanthemum Douluo's body.

The heavy iron chains rattled as they fell to the ground, but the soul-guided instruments binding Chrysanthemum Douluo's neck and limbs remained firmly in place.

The metal rings were engraved with intricate magic array patterns, which gleamed with a cold, eerie luster under the light of the luminous pearl.

"Let's go."

Sword Douluo said calmly and took the lead in walking towards a small door next to the stone chamber.

Chrysanthemum Douluo stretched his wrists, which were numb from being constricted by the chains, and followed behind him, taking two steps before stopping again.

"Oh, right, Chrysanthemum Douluo."

Ning Fengzhi suddenly spoke.

Chrysanthemum Douluo turned around, a smile plastered on his face, and asked, "Sect Master, is there anything else?"

"I heard you're very interested in herbs?"

Ning Fengzhi asked in a casual tone, as if he were chatting, feigning calmness.

Chrysanthemum Douluo's eyes lit up; this topic clearly touched a nerve. He said, "Indeed, I do love flowers and plants."

"My greatest pleasure in my spare time is studying all sorts of exotic flowers and rare herbs. I'm responsible for tending half of the Spirit Hall's back garden..."

"In that case..."

Ning Fengzhi interrupted Chrysanthemum Douluo's incessant chatter and said calmly, "Then write down all the knowledge you have about herbs."

“Perfect timing. Our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is currently researching medicine, and your experience should come in handy.”

"No problem, no problem!"

Chrysanthemum Douluo readily agreed, without arousing any suspicion.

In his view, it was perfectly normal for a sect to research medicine, especially since the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, which started with gemstones and metals, would naturally want to expand its business scope.

Chrysanthemum Douluo then followed Sword Douluo into the adjacent stone chamber, and the stone door slowly closed behind them.

Ning Fengzhi withdrew his gaze and turned to Ghost Douluo.

"Ghost Douluo, tell me."

"Tell me as much as you know about the Spirit Hall."

Ghost Douluo nodded, his voice low and slow, as if recalling something: "Yes."

"When I was in the Spirit Hall, I was mainly responsible for some covert operations, while Chrysanthemum Douluo was more responsible for the affairs in the open."

"The Spirit Hall has been secretly expanding its influence over the years, and many small sects have been infiltrated or incorporated..."

Ghost Douluo recounted everything in detail, from the organizational structure of the Spirit Hall to the distribution of its branches in various regions, from the talents secretly cultivated to the spies planted in secret, leaving no detail unexplained.

As Ning Fengzhi listened, his thoughts drifted away.

His mind had already flown to the stone chamber next door, to the herbal knowledge that Chrysanthemum Douluo was about to write down.

Immortal herbs—those are things that can evolve a martial soul.

If Chrysanthemum Douluo really knows something, then Rongrong's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda...

"What? You're saying that Crown Prince Xue Qinghe is Bibi Dong's daughter, Qian Renxue?"

Bone Douluo's exclamation abruptly pulled Ning Fengzhi back from his wandering thoughts.

"Uncle Bone, what's wrong?"

Ning Fengzhi frowned and asked.

"Feng Zhi, let him speak!"

Bone Douluo pointed at Ghost Douluo, his finger trembling slightly, his expression a mixture of shock and lingering fear.

Ning Fengzhi looked at Ghost Douluo, his gaze suddenly becoming sharp.

Ghost Douluo was under immense pressure being watched by both a Title Douluo and a sect leader, but he still managed to tell them everything he knew, word by word.

"The Crown Prince Xue Qinghe of the Heaven Dou Empire is actually Qian Renxue, the daughter of Pope Bibi Dong, in disguise."

"She infiltrated the Heavenly Dou Imperial Palace many years ago; the real Xue Qinghe is no longer alive."

"The Spirit Hall's plan is to gradually control the politics of the Heaven Dou Empire through Qian Renxue, and eventually bring the entire Heaven Dou Empire into the Spirit Hall's territory."

"In addition, the Spirit Hall is also planning to infiltrate and attack other major forces. I am not very clear about the specific targets and timing, but what is certain is that this plan has been in the works for many years and is being implemented step by step."

"As for Bibi Dong's ultimate goal, it is... to unify the continent!"

The stone chamber was deathly silent.

Ning Fengzhi gasped, feeling a chill run down his back. Cold sweat trickled down his spine, soaking his undergarments.

Xue Qinghe, the gentle and refined prince who treated scholars with respect, was actually the daughter of the Pope of the Spirit Hall in disguise.

And he, the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, had actually been Xue Qinghe's teacher.

"Fengzhi, what should we do?"

Bone Douluo frowned, his tone filled with deep worry.

Ning Fengzhi took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

After all, he was the sect leader of the three upper sects and had seen many storms. Although the news was too shocking, it was not enough to make him lose his composure.

"Not urgent."

Ning Fengzhi waved his hand, his voice returning to calm, and said, "Let's wait for Uncle Jian to come out first."

The group fell silent, with only Ghost Douluo occasionally adding a few words, but they were no longer as important as before.

About an hour later, the stone door of the adjacent stone chamber opened.

Sword Douluo stepped out, followed by Chrysanthemum Douluo.

Chrysanthemum Douluo held a stack of papers covered with writing, the edges of which were still slightly messy, clearly indicating that he had just finished writing them.

"Charm".

Sword Douluo spoke as soon as he came out, his expression urgent, clearly having also heard the news from next door.

"Xue Qinghe..."

"I know it all."

Ning Fengzhi raised his hand to interrupt him, signaling him to calm down.

"We'll talk about it when we get back."

Sword Douluo nodded and said nothing more.

Then, Sword Douluo handed the stack of papers in Chrysanthemum Douluo's hand to Wang Teng and asked, "This is herbal knowledge written by Chrysanthemum Douluo. Take a look."

Wang Teng took the stack of papers and casually flipped through them.

Chrysanthemum Douluo's handwriting, like the man himself, is enchanting and exquisite, with each stroke carrying a deliberate sense of beauty.

The paper was densely covered with the names, origins, properties, medicinal effects, and methods of harvesting and processing various herbs.

Wang Teng became more and more serious and engrossed in his reading.

Soon, he found what he most wanted to see—the immortal herb.

The rare and precious Chrysanthemum in full bloom, the heart-wrenching Red Acacia, the exquisite Tulip, the Narcissus with its jade-like skin and bones, the eight-petaled fairy orchid...

These names appeared one by one on the paper; some Wang Teng recognized, while others he had never heard of before.

Each herb is accompanied by a detailed description, including its appearance, growing environment, harvesting time, method of consumption, and even some of Chrysanthemum Douluo's own insights and experiences.

The information provided by Chrysanthemum Douluo included a large number of types of immortal herbs that Wang Teng had never seen before, many of which were not described in the original work.

In addition, it also records some extremely important details.

For example, some immortal herbs need to be picked with jade tools, some need to be taken on the night of a full moon, and some need to be combined with specific soul power attributes to achieve the maximum effect.

In short, Wang Teng was very satisfied with his results.

"How about it?"

Ning Fengzhi leaned closer and asked in a low voice.

"can."

Wang Teng didn't say much, he just nodded slightly.

But Ning Fengzhi could tell from the slight upturn of his lips that the answer wasn't "yes," but rather "great."

Ning Fengzhi breathed a long sigh of relief; the heavy weight that had been pressing on his heart for half a month was finally lifted.

"All right."

He turned around, looked at Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo, and said with a smile, "Now that you two have joined my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, you should be released in principle."

"However, in order to prevent some unnecessary trouble, we still need to take some precautions."

"I hope you two understand."