At the Heaven Dou Empire's imperial palace, Xue Ye stood outside the main hall, watching the Heavenly Dao Golden Ranking announce those entering the Male God Ranking one after another. He thought of his eldest son—Crown Prince Xue Qinghe. If he had not died four months ago, then with his handsome looks, he should have made the ranking as well. Xue Ye let out a long sigh, hating only that his strength was insufficient and that he could not detain Pontiff Bibi Dong to uncover the truth behind his son's death.
Then, he saw Imperial Preceptor Ning Fengzhi make the ranking. Given Ning Fengzhi's appearance, it was perfectly normal for him to be included. What puzzled Xue Ye was that the Heavenly Dao's reward was actually an increase of five Soul Power Levels. Wasn't the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect bound by the limitations of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda martial soul, with a lifelong cap at Rank 79?
How could Ning Fengzhi's Soul Power have been raised by five levels? Could his martial soul have evolved?
As the most terrifying existence among support-system soul masters, hadn't the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect always been feared by the Heavenly Dao?
It was normal for Ning Fengzhi's daughter, Ning Rongrong, to receive a god's help and have her martial soul evolve into the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. But was Ning Fengzhi really worthy of a god personally intervening to help evolve his martial soul?
Or perhaps Ning Rongrong had received an Immortal Herb as a reward from a god, then given it to her father to consume, causing Ning Fengzhi's martial soul to evolve?
Xue Ye's imagination ran wild as he guessed at several possibilities. In the end, he had actually guessed the truth: Ning Fengzhi's martial soul had