Douluo Continent: Starting with controlling Ning Rongrong and establishing the Holy Cult

Gu Yuena closed her eyes, rummaged through the depths of her memories, and after a moment slowly shook her head:

"I couldn't find the Spirit Hall."

This part was not in Hu Yanzhen's memory, so naturally she didn't know about it either.

"That Feng Sect Master,"

Ning Rongrong turned to Feng Bailong, her tone questioning.

"Now that you're certain there are spies, do you know roughly where in the Spirit Hall they are? Or... who they are?"

Feng Bailong shook his head bitterly:

"I don't know the specifics. What I'm sure of is... these eyes."

He raised his hand with difficulty, pointing to his left eye.

Ning Rongrong had previously wanted to take the eyes, but now she had lost interest, partly thanks to Gu Yuena's persuasion.

"The Eye of Truth will be fully activated immediately after transplantation. I happened to be passing by the Spirit Hall at that time, and I saw the aura of the Holy Spirit Cult inside the Spirit Hall, and more than one aura... It was very faint, but it was absolutely true!"

Feng Bailong coughed violently, as if he were coughing up his lungs:

"But that power was too immense, instantly overloading me, and I passed out. When I woke up, all the details of that scene were blurry and I could no longer see them. Moreover, the cult leader seemed to have noticed it as well. He sealed most of the power of the Eye of Truth and told me that only in this way could the consumption of these eyes be extended from one year to a maximum of two years. If I wanted to temporarily unseal it, I would have to pierce it with a sharp sword... just like I did just now, except that after activation, the consumption would be even greater."

He was breathing heavily, his voice growing weaker and weaker.

"Now that the Fifth Elder is gone, I... am also only in name. At the next Elders' Meeting, the position of Sixth Elder will probably be vacant... As for the first four elders, Miss Rongrong must have already made up her mind, so there is no need for me to mention it."

He suddenly raised his head.

"Miss Rongrong, I... have only one request! If one day you... or the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, have the ability, please be sure to drag out those venomous snakes lurking within the Spirit Hall for me! For... the sake of the continent!"

After Feng Bailong finished speaking, he seemed to have exhausted his last bit of strength, and his body went limp on the ground, his breath weak.

"Sect Master Feng!"

Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong stepped forward at the same time. Ning Fengzhi immediately activated the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, and the gentle light of life shone on Feng Bailong in an attempt to stabilize his injuries.

After several conversations, how could he not see that Feng Bailong was on their side?

The threat has been largely eliminated, but Feng Bailong's current condition is truly worrying.

Looking at Feng Bailong's exhausted state, Ning Rongrong felt a mix of emotions.

To be honest, she had no intention of going to the Spirit Hall to find the spies.

She thought about it and realized that this didn't seem to do her any good.

She came to the Wind Sword Sect for the Holy Spirit Scroll.

It wasn't the "seizure of power" that Feng Bailong initially thought.

It was not the "Elder of the Killing Holy Spirit Cult" that Feng Bailong later thought.

If we had to say, the former is actually more in line with her motives.

The spy from the Spirit Hall was not an elder, so naturally he didn't have the Holy Spirit Scroll and was of no use to her.

However, if they are brought to justice, it would indirectly increase the power of the Spirit Hall.

What is the Spirit Hall?

The being that suppressed the Holy God.

In other words, they are enemies.

She certainly wouldn't do that.

but,

After thinking it over, Ning Rongrong nodded emphatically:

"I promise you, Sect Master Feng. I will investigate and find out the spies of the Holy Spirit Cult within the Spirit Hall."

Seeing that the matter was settled, Gu Yuena waved her hand lightly.

The silver spatial barrier that enveloped the council chamber vanished silently.

The moment the barrier was removed!

"boom--!"

The tightly closed doors of the council hall were suddenly slammed open by a powerful force! Thick wood chips flew everywhere! Several elders of the Wind Sword Sect and more than a dozen elite disciples, each wielding a Wind Sword Martial Soul, rushed in with murderous intent!

"metropolitan!"

The elder, his eyes bloodshot with rage, saw Feng Bailong lying on the ground, barely breathing, and the four members of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School surrounding him. Instantly, he saw Ning Rongrong and the others as the murderers.

"Protect the sect leader! Capture them!"

The sharp wind sword instantly pointed at Ning Rongrong, Gu Yuena and the others, and the fierce sword energy surged in the hall, making the atmosphere tense and volatile!

"Stop...stop!"

Feng Bailong roared hoarsely with all his might. Although his voice was weak, it carried an undeniable authority.

Struggling, with Ning Fengzhi's support, he managed to raise his hand and point at the disciples who had rushed in.

"All of you... step back! Do not... be rude!"

"Sect Master! They..."

The disciples, still filled with shock and anger at Feng Bailong's miserable state, refused to back down.

"They...are not the enemy!"

Feng Bailong was panting heavily, his breath coming in short gasps.

"They are the key to dealing with the Holy Spirit Cult! They are... allies!"

His gaze swept over the crowd.

"What happened today... must not be told to outsiders. Everything... is up to Sect Leader Ning and Miss Rongrong to arrange!"

The Wind Sword Sect members who rushed in exchanged glances. They looked at the sect leader's unquestionable gaze, then at the silver-haired woman with a calm expression but unfathomable aura, and at Ning Fengzhi's solemn face.

Although they were full of doubts and shocked by the sect leader's words, the sect leader's orders were above all else.

After a moment's hesitation, the leading elder gritted his teeth, sheathed his wind sword first, and hissed:

"Back off! Observe the surroundings!"

Although the disciples were unwilling, they could only obey the order and slowly retreat, putting away their martial spirits, but their wary eyes were still fixed on the four people from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Seeing this, Ning Fengzhi said in a deep voice:

"Sect Master Feng's injuries are extremely serious and require immediate treatment. Uncle Gu, let's go."

He gestured towards the ancient banyan tree.

Gu Rong nodded, and a massive bone dragon phantom appeared in a flash, protecting the group.

Ning Fengzhi, Gu Rong, Gu Yuena, and Ning Rongrong walked step by step toward the gate of the Wind Sword Sect under the complex and wary gazes of countless Wind Sword Sect disciples.

After a long while, they left the mountain gate.

The number of disciples in the Wind Sword Sect has decreased.

The pressure on them instantly lessened considerably.

The group stopped in a secluded grove of trees.

"call……"

Ning Fengzhi's expression was solemn as he slowly spoke:

"Today's events have involved a lot of information and need to be carefully analyzed. Uncle Gu, Rongrong, Miss Gu, what are your thoughts?"

"Feng Bailong, the sect leader of the Wind Sword Sect, was actually an undercover agent. I never expected that. This kid... he's a real man!"

"It's ancient banyan tree," the ancient banyan tree began to speak.

Chapter 147 Renovation

"Let's take a look at the Spirit Hall not far away... After all, this is rare information that Feng Bailong revealed that we don't know about."

Ning Rongrong spoke,

"The fact that the Spirit Hall has spies from the Holy Spirit Cult is also quite important."

"Correct."

Ning Fengzhi's voice suddenly turned stern.

"The Spirit Hall has been infiltrated by the Holy Spirit Cult, and not just one person! This is simply unbelievable! The Spirit Hall was the main force in the siege of the Holy Spirit Cult back then!"

"Unexpected, yet reasonable. The more upright and aboveboard a place is, the easier it is for shadows to grow."

Gu Yuena said.

"So what do we do next? Should we storm the Spirit Hall and drag those scumbags out? With Miss Gu here, and with us, it's not impossible..."

"A direct assault is absolutely out of the question!"

Ning Fengzhi and Ning Rongrong interrupted Gu Rong almost simultaneously.

Ning Fengzhi spoke faster, analyzing:

"Uncle Bone, calm down! First, the Spirit Hall's strength is unfathomable, its foundation far surpassing the Lower Four Sects, and it also has those old monsters from the Hall of Offerings overseeing it. Second, the enemy is in the shadows, while we are in the open. A direct attack would be tantamount to walking into a trap and alerting the enemy. Third, we have no concrete evidence. Feng Bailong only knows there's a spy, but he doesn't know who it is or where it is! Acting rashly might not only alert the enemy, but we might also be falsely accused of colluding with the Holy Spirit Cult... uh..."

Ning Rongrong nodded vigorously and added:

“Dad is right! Moreover, what we need now is intelligence and evidence. A direct attack will only make them hide deeper and may even cause greater chaos. To deal with the parasites in the Spirit Hall, we must be like Feng Bailong, infiltrating, spying, and investigating in secret. This requires timing, but even more so, a meticulous plan.”

This is a lie; Ning Rongrong simply didn't want to waste time going to the Spirit Hall.

Her immediate priority was to collect Holy Spirit Scrolls to increase her strength.

She also has to go to the positions of two elders.

Those two elders are most likely from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and the Haotian Clan.

"That……"

The old banyan tree scratched its head, somewhat dejected.