If Canaan Academy announced the founding of a sect, its strength would surpass that of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.
Not to mention that Golden Crocodile Douluo was still alive. Yu Yuanzhen had long since lost the arrogance he possessed in his younger days.
"Sect Master Ning, we failed to welcome you properly. Please forgive our discourtesy," Yu Luomian said with cupped fists.
"What are you saying, Vice Sect Master Yu? Please."
"Sect Master Ning, Sword Douluo, please!"
Before long, when the group arrived at the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's Ancestral Hall, Yu Yuanzhen had already been waiting there for some time.
Since he had decided to groom Yu Tianheng as his successor, Yu Yuanzhen naturally allowed him to remain nearby and listen in on a sect meeting of this level.
Seeing Yu Yuanzhen's actions, Ning Fengzhi could not help but give Yu Tianheng another look.
The other party was a classmate of his daughter. If the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan were truly handed over to him, the relationship between the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and them would certainly grow closer.
"Sect Master Ning, Sword Douluo, what brings you here?" Yu Yuanzhen asked.
Ning Fengzhi turned around and respectfully said, "Sect Master Yu, it's like this. What do you think of Spirit Hall's current strength?"
What did he think? He watched it lying down, of course.
As long as Golden Crocodile remained alive, the fear etched into their bones could never disappear. Let alone resisting Spirit Hall.
Naturally, Yu Yuanzhen would not speak of such an embarrassing matter. He said, "Spirit Hall is far too powerful. We should avoid clashing with them whenever possible."
Ning Fengzhi countered, "What if they take the initiative to cause trouble?"
Yu Yuanzhen was briefly at a loss for words before