Ning Fengzhi's Speculations

Ning Fengzhi's Speculations

"Sure."

Lin Feng nodded.

"Haha, I knew this young friend and I were fated to meet."

"May I ask this young friend's name?" Ning Fengzhi asked with a kind smile.

"Lin Feng!" Lin Feng replied.

"And this is?" Ning Fengzhi looked at Gray Wolf beside Lin Feng.

"This Great King is called Gray Wolf—the Gray in Gray Wolf, the Wolf in Gray Wolf."

"This Great King is Lin Feng's martial soul." Gray Wolf rubbed his nose as he spoke.

"Brother Gray Wolf, what a miraculous martial soul." Even Ning Fengzhi could not help saying so.

It was Ning Fengzhi's first time seeing a detached beast martial soul like Gray Wolf.

Even a martial soul like Gray Wolf could casually speak of all sorts of deeds involving gods. This Lin Feng was surely even more formidable.

There were only two reasons Lin Feng was staying at Spirit Hall.

The first was that Spirit Hall had paid an enormous price, or had done Lin Feng some great favor, which was why he had chosen to remain there.

The second was that Lin Feng had not joined Spirit Hall at all and was merely staying there temporarily.

The second possibility was acceptable. If it was the first, however, then things would not look good for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Lin Feng was not surprised that Ning Fengzhi had come to visit.

The strength Gray Wolf had displayed was simply too terrifying. As the sect master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, how could Ning Fengzhi not come to test the waters?

"Then, let's find somewhere to have tea," Ning Fengzhi said.

Lin Feng nodded. "Alright."

Seeing this, Chrysanthemum Douluo quickly followed after them as well.

Even if he did not know about a place where gods passed down their inheritances, he absolutely could not let the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect learn of it.

Otherwise, once he returned, Your Holiness the Pontiff would definitely make him suffer.

Gray Wolf, on the other hand, did not care. In his eyes, people like Ning Fengzhi posed no threat at all to him or Lin Feng.

He picked up his tablet and seriously began planning Lin Feng's next training regimen.

His wife was still suffering on Green Green Grassland, so he, Gray Wolf, had to work even harder.

Along the way, Ning Fengzhi could not stop glancing at Lin Feng.

He was simply too curious about where Lin Feng had come from.

After they sat down in a teahouse,

the tea was quickly served.

Gray Wolf did not drink any. Instead, he continued writing Lin Feng's training plan.

Gray Wolf had long since placed countless invisible cameras around himself and Lin Feng. Everything Lin Feng ate would be scanned beforehand. If there was a problem, he would hear about it immediately.

Since there had been no alert, there was no poison.

Ning Fengzhi picked up his tea and took a sip.

With Lin Feng's strength, there was no need for him to poison Ning Fengzhi at all.

"Brother Lin Feng, Brother Gray Wolf, these are gifts for you." Ning Fengzhi took out two boxes and handed them to Lin Feng and Gray Wolf.

Naturally, what Ning Fengzhi had brought was no ordinary gift, but two priceless thousand-year Soul Bones.

Though they were presented as gifts, they were actually a test.

He wanted to see how Lin Feng would react upon seeing these two Soul Bones.

"Then thank you." Lin Feng opened the box, gave it a brief glance, and casually accepted it with a calm expression.

Although these thousand-year Soul Bones were useless to him now,

there was no reason to refuse Soul Bones delivered right to his door.

Seeing how calm Lin Feng was, Ning Fengzhi grew wary.

He could not see even the slightest hint of excitement in Lin Feng's eyes.

Instead, Lin Feng was astonishingly indifferent, as though he had merely received an utterly ordinary gift.

Compared to Ning Fengzhi's shock, Hu Liena beside him had already grown accustomed to it.

It could not be helped. Lin Feng had a freakish martial soul like Gray Wolf.

"Ahem, Brother Lin Feng."

"I happened to overhear you discussing becoming gods earlier. May I ask which force could possibly nurture a genius like you?" Ning Fengzhi asked. He had none of the airs expected of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's master and instead appeared exceedingly approachable.

"Oh, that? Gray Wolf and I aren't from this world." Lin Feng smiled and directly told the truth.

Ning Fengzhi's expression changed.

Even princes of the two great empires would have been immensely excited after receiving the gift he had just given.

Yet Lin Feng had evaluated it so casually.

Lin Feng was very likely from that God Realm he had mentioned.

Wait!!!!

Ning Fengzhi suddenly thought of something else.

He understood. He completely understood.

If that so-called God Realm truly existed, it must be home to many gods.

Why had he, Ning Fengzhi, never seen them on the Douluo Continent? Why could he only find vague descriptions in certain ancient texts?

There was only one possibility: the gods above could not descend to the lower realm at will.

Yet Lin Feng could come down, which meant that even in that place, Lin Feng's background had to be terrifyingly powerful.

If Lin Feng knew what Ning Fengzhi was thinking, he would definitely be tempted to complain: You guessed right, but not entirely right.

With that thought, Ning Fengzhi could not help reasoning further.

Since Lin Feng came from that God Realm, why had he come to the Star Dou Great Forest to kill Evil Soul Masters?

Even an idiot would know the answer: it had to be training!!!!

Lin Feng had certainly descended to train himself in preparation for becoming a god.

Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo, Chrysanthemum Douluo, and Ning Fengzhi all shared the same thought.

"Haha, so that's how it is. That's how it is."

"Brother Lin Feng, if you're willing, you can just call me little brother."

Having figured out Lin Feng's origins, Ning Fengzhi became even more respectful toward him.

Ning Fengzhi was best at building connections. Right now, his most important task was to close the distance between himself and this young Lin Feng, the person with the greatest background in the world.

"Ahem, ahem, wouldn't that be inappropriate?" Lin Feng knew Ning Fengzhi and the others had misunderstood, but neither he nor Gray Wolf explained anything.

Being misunderstood was not bad either. In the future, no matter what inventions Gray Wolf brought out, they could just attribute them to the God Realm.

"What's wrong? Did you catch a cold?" Seeing Lin Feng cough, Gray Wolf asked with great concern.

"No," Lin Feng replied flatly.

"Alright. If you get sick, just tell This Great King. This Great King will give you a Tiger Might Pill and guarantee an immediate cure." After saying that, Gray Wolf continued writing Lin Feng's training plan.

"Sect Master Ning, just call me Brother Lin Feng," Lin Feng said with a smile.

Ning Fengzhi took out a command token and handed it to Lin Feng.

Lin Feng looked closely and saw the five characters Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect written across it in bold, sweeping strokes.

"Alright, Brother Lin Feng."

"Our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect doesn't have much, only a little bit of property."

"If you need anything at all, just use this command token. Our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will provide you with the fullest assistance."

Having confirmed Lin Feng's origins, Ning Fengzhi became even more respectful toward him.