Ning Fengzhi remained completely calm upon hearing this question, clearly having already considered it. "Rongrong told me that she was able to evolve because she accidentally obtained a celestial herb called the Aromatic Silk Beauty."
Then, as if remembering something, he explained, "A celestial item means something that should only exist in heaven, rarely seen in the mortal world. In short, it means extremely rare and unparalleled in the world."
Sword Douluo pondered, "Is that so?" That means only Rongrong can inherit the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. He was thinking about something...
Gu Rong was quick to adapt on this point. "That's good too. From now on, the sect will focus on Rongrong's descendants as the main lineage, with the others as branches."
Upon hearing this, Chen Xin laughed and said, "That's indeed a good idea."
Ning Fengzhi realized what was happening and said with a wry smile, "What kind of person do you take me for? Rongrong is my most beloved daughter."
The two smiled, thinking to themselves: You are the sect leader, only the sect is the most important thing in your heart.
Meanwhile, inside the Heaven Dou Imperial Palace, Heaven Dou Emperor Xue Ye of Heavenly Dou noticed that the number of official matters he needed to handle was decreasing. He narrowed his eyes slightly, "It seems the Crown Prince is quite capable."
Since he made Xue Qinghe the crown prince, he had entrusted him with many affairs. Only the ones he couldn't solve and some extremely confidential documents required his personal handling, and Xue Qinghe's abilities undoubtedly satisfied him greatly.
Not only did he inherit his youthful appearance, but he also became Ning Fengzhi's apprentice, earning him a very good reputation among the court, the nobility, and the general public.
"Then let him gain more experience."
Xue Ye is still in good health. Although she is not young, her Soul Power cultivation has reached the Soul Douluo level, so she is naturally not like an ordinary old man.
"Hmph! That wretched old man, why isn't he dead yet!"
Qian Renxue, who resembled Xue Qinghe, looked at the documents she had approved and couldn't help but curse.
If it weren't for the fact that her status as the crown prince often required her to improvise, she wouldn't have personally handled these messy matters.
The expressionless Snake Lance thought to himself, "Then why don't you go back and cultivate, inherit the divine position as soon as possible, then you can do whatever you want!"
He truly couldn't understand Qian Renxue's actions, nor could he understand why the Grand Elder would agree to her Nation-Stealing Plan the country.
Snake Lance Douluo's idea was simple: as long as his fist was big and hard enough, what couldn't he do?
The Star Luo Star Luo Emperor Star Luo Empire looked at the report in his hand and asked, "Is this true? That kid's already Soul King?"
The man below, dressed in black, said, "Judging from the aura I sense, what His Highness the Third Prince said is absolutely true."
After a moment of silence, the stern-faced emperor Dai Juntian said, "It seems he has encountered an extraordinary opportunity."
He had only recently broken through to the Soul Ancestor, and now he's immediately broken through to the Soul King level. According to his subordinates, his aura is steady and profound, not at all like someone who has taken any forbidden drugs.
A woman beside him said, "Isn't Visser destined to lose? Perhaps we should let him not—"
Dai Juntian said decisively, "No way!"
The woman said urgently, "But they will—"
Dai Juntian interrupted again, "No buts, no means no!" Then he looked at his empress and said, "Don't even think about telling him in advance, I won't allow it."
Star Luo Empress Zhu Lin of Xingluo remained silent for a moment, then looked into his eyes and said, "Yes, Your Majesty."
Those below, drenched in sweat, heard the order to return and quickly withdrew.
Emperors who ascended the throne through fierce battles with their brothers are incredibly hard-hearted. Even knowing that their eldest son, whom they always thought was the most outstanding, might be beaten to death in the ring by their third son, whom they never thought was the best, they still insisted on adhering to their strict rules.
Even if Dai Mubai's ascension to the throne could lead to significant changes in the original power distribution and deplete the nation's strength, it would not be too much to ask.
Was it really because the rule was so effective, or because it had to be followed? Or was it because of his own experiences when he was young? Even his closest bedmate didn't know.
After parting ways with her Pope teacher, Hu Liena of the Spirit Hall made up her mind. "I must get my hands on the Wisdom Soul Bone that my teacher prepared for me; I must intensify my training."
Behind her, Bibi Dong gazed at her disciple's youthful and energetic back, her eyes unfocused, unsure whether she was looking at her, at her younger self, or perhaps at someone thousands of miles away—
Xiang Yang has had a much easier time these past few days. Dai Mubai was escorted back to the Star Luo Empire by Flender to obtain his fifth Soul Ring. With Dai Mubai, a key player, gone, the pressure on Xiang Yang from the others is not as great. Besides, the several Soul Saints in the academy are not always available.
With only a few days left before the start of the competition, Yu Xiaogang thought it best to balance work and rest, so he didn't let them continue training at this crucial moment and gave them a break to relax.
So Xiao Wu, who had been holding back for a long time, suggested that everyone go out for a walk. She pulled Tang San along and walked in front, chatting with him from time to time, and Tang San always agreed to her suggestions.
Tai Long was directed by Xiao Wu to buy things, running around with the two of them until they soon separated from the rest of the group.
Xiang Yang simply let the others do their own thing. He wasn't going to go with them to look at clothes or jewelry anyway, so he figured they might as well go to the Blacksmith's Shop in Heaven Dou City. People who could work there must be pretty capable.
Ma Hongjun responded, "Okay."
Then he turned to look at the people in the group, especially the older sister named Jiang Zhu, and said, "I'm a little hungry, does anyone want to join me?"
Everyone shook their heads. Ning Rongrong and Oscar chose to leave in the opposite direction. Jiang Zhu followed Zhu Zhuqing and strolled around casually. Huang Yuan, seeing that no one was paying attention to him, thought for a moment and said, "I'll go with you. I can take you to try the food at my family's Restaurant."
Ma Hongjun asked in surprise, "Your family does this kind of thing? No wonder you, with your wolf Martial Soul, are so strong. But why have I never heard you mention it before?"
Huang Yuan smiled wryly, "There's Oscar in the academy, how could I possibly mention him?"
As the two walked further and further away, their voices grew softer and softer. Xiang Yang looked at Jing Ling behind him and said, "Don't you have anywhere you want to go?"
"Let's get this straight, I'm going to go find some blacksmiths to take a look."
Especially the Strength Clan, who already lived in Heaven Dou City and owned many Blacksmith's Shops. Xiang Yang figured he would definitely have to deal with them in the future, so he might as well observe them first, since he didn't know what to do right now.
Jing Ling said calmly, "No, Tai Long mentioned it to us before, so why don't I take you there?"
Xiang Yang said in surprise, "That's good too."
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Before long, the two arrived at an alley, where the sound of hammers striking each other was exceptionally loud.
The busy masters didn't even glance at them, but one apprentice, who was free, came forward and asked, "What would you two like?"
Xiang Yang looked at the various ironware items in the shop and said, "May I take a look first?"
The apprentice said, "Of course, this is perfect. Look at this one, it's extremely sharp, ideal for delivering a fatal blow to Soul Beast." He picked up a dagger from the side and handed it to Xiang Yang.
Xiang Yang took a look at it. He hadn't been tinkering with Soul Tools with Tang San for nothing. Because his flame temperature was excellent and could be adjusted at will, Tang San had taught him a lot of forging techniques. Although he hadn't learned much, he still knew the most basic identification.
Xiang Yang said, "Not bad." Using only manpower, this dagger is indeed a masterpiece.
So he put it down and continued walking inside. He finished looking around in no time, and could only conclude that the forging skills of the Strength Clan were indeed excellent; he just didn't know if he could adapt.
" Towards the Xiang Yang?"
A voice rang out, Xiang Yang felt it sounded familiar. He turned around and saw that hairstyle— Feng Xiaotian?