Clear Sky Douluo

"What?!"

Sword Douluo and Ning Fengzhi's pupils contracted sharply. Sword Douluo even rose directly to his feet. Once he recovered, he waved a hand and set up a Soul Power barrier around the entire Private Room, blocking out all sound.

"A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast—and a transformed Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast at that!"

"Rongrong, is this true?"

Even Chen Xin, a Level 96 Titled Douluo who had no need for Soul Rings himself, was greatly tempted by a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone. A Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone might allow him to break through to Level 97.

"I can't be one hundred percent certain, but it's highly likely. And..." Ning Rongrong had already been considering how to explain this to the two agitated men. After a brief moment of thought, she said,

"That girl named Xiao Wu entered the Star Dou Great Forest alone from its outskirts during the holidays, and returned safely afterward."

As for Xiao Wu being a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, she could not say that she knew because she had transmigrated. She could only tell her father and Sword Douluo that it was a conclusion she had inferred from information sent back by a spy embedded in Notting Academy.

The spy who had infiltrated Notting Academy was a disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Two years ago, he had entered the academy as a teacher on Ning Rongrong's orders and kept watch over Tang San and Xiao Wu.

Two years ago, after Ning Rongrong awakened her Martial Soul, she had begun preparing for future Ring Condensation.

"Rongrong, your main purpose in seeking out those two was the Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, wasn't it?" After some thought, Ning Fengzhi understood Ning Rongrong's intentions.

A 100,000 Year Transforming Soul Beast could condense its own Soul Rings. It was said that it could continue doing so all the way to Soul Emperor.

And what Ning Rongrong was doing now was precisely condensing Soul Rings.

"Yes. I discovered them two years ago, but only recently did I roughly confirm that one of them is a 100,000 Year Transforming Soul Beast."

"However..." Ning Rongrong hesitated slightly. "That Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast seems to have been targeted by a Titled Douluo."

"A Titled Douluo?" Ning Fengzhi frowned.

"A Titled Douluo would be in such a remote place?" Sword Douluo asked with a furrowed brow.

Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts transforming and entering the human world was not all that rare. Normally, they would not be discovered at such a young age. Ning Rongrong's discovery of one was likely just an accident.

"The sect disciple teaching at Notting Academy has repeatedly seen a ragged middle-aged man near the academy. I suspect he is most likely a Titled Douluo."

"The reason I became certain was that the boy named Tang San, who possesses Innate Full Soul Power, has a father named Tang Hao."

"The Clear Sky Douluo of the Clear Sky Sect?" Sword Douluo said in surprise.

"When filling out the registration form's parent information, Tang San wrote that name. There was only a name, no identity." Ning Rongrong spread her hands. "Innate Full Soul Power, Blue Silver Grass... I had no choice but to suspect it."

"I see." Ning Fengzhi nodded thoughtfully.

Blue Silver Grass was universally acknowledged as a useless Martial Soul, but there were exceptions to everything. The Clear Sky Douluo's son was one such exception.

It was said that the current Clear Sky Douluo's wife was the Hundred-Thousand-Year transforming Soul Beast, the Blue Silver Emperor.

If Tang San had inherited his mother's Blue Silver Emperor bloodline and then awakened his Martial Soul—

Even if his Martial Soul was Blue Silver Grass, it was probably no ordinary Blue Silver Grass.

Having thought this through, Ning Fengzhi asked Ning Rongrong, "In two years, has the undercover agent at Notting Academy not been discovered?"

Monitoring a Titled Douluo was no simple task.

Moreover, the Soul Master Ning Rongrong had deployed only had the strength of a Soul Ancestor.

"Perhaps he was discovered, perhaps not." Ning Rongrong shrugged. "No one over there has made a move, so I've acted as if I didn't know."

"A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, plus the current Clear Sky Douluo... Rongrong, you must have had your own plans when you came here, right?" Sword Douluo asked.

"I need to observe Xiao Wu's complete process of condensing a Soul Ring after Level 20 from close range."

"I have no need for her Soul Ring or Soul Bone. That is my personal view. Besides, this likely involves the Clear Sky Douluo of the Clear Sky Sect. It is said that the Upper Three Sects share the same breath and branches."

After speaking, Ning Rongrong looked at Sword Douluo and Ning Fengzhi.

"Fengzhi, to be honest, I'm not very confident I can kill Tang Hao." After pondering for a long while, Sword Douluo shook his head.

If he had merely been a lone wanderer, perhaps he would have charged in recklessly.

Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts were things one could only encounter by chance.

But now, as an elder of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, he had to consider more important matters.

What if Tang Hao escaped?

A thief might steal for a thousand days, but no one could guard against a thief for a thousand days.

Besides, the current Clear Sky Douluo's record was truly terrifying!

Not long after becoming a Titled Douluo, he had severely injured Qian Xunji, the Level 95 Pope of Spirit Hall, while fighting several Titled Douluo at once.

Rumor had it that Tang Hao had still escaped safely from Qian Daoliu's hands. Even Sword Douluo did not think he could accomplish that.

So much time had passed since then—who knew what level Tang Hao had reached by now?

"That's true." Ning Fengzhi nodded as well. "He did not kill our sect disciple, so he likely has no desire to become enemies with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

Only street thugs met with killing and fighting. When major sects ventured out, they dealt in human relations and worldly affairs.

"The Clear Sky Douluo may be in Notting City. We can take a stroll later. Perhaps we might even meet him in person."

"What do you think, Rongrong?" Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo both looked toward Ning Rongrong, who was still focused on eating.

Ning Rongrong had stuffed a Chicken Leg into her mouth. She forcefully pulled it out, considered for a moment, and said, "Either is fine with me. You decide."

Before long, the food was swept clean by Ning Rongrong.

The three of Ning Rongrong openly strolled through Notting City without concealing themselves.

Their primary goal was to draw out the person lurking in the shadows.

Sure enough, not long afterward—

Sword Douluo sent a quiet voice transmission to Ning Rongrong and Ning Fengzhi. "There is the aura of a Titled Douluo. He is very strong."

Ning Fengzhi nodded imperceptibly. Following their plan, the three headed toward a remote stretch of countryside.

The shadowy figure did not leave. Instead, he followed them closely, like a persistent ghost.

Suddenly, Ning Fengzhi stopped.

He held the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in his palm. A pale green glow appeared around its body, and seven Soul Rings slowly rose.

"When did the dignified Clear Sky Douluo become so furtive and secretive?"

Not long after those words fell—

The oppressive might of a Titled Douluo surged in from every direction.

"Hmph!"

Sword Douluo stepped forward.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black—nine Soul Rings symbolizing a Titled Douluo appeared in succession. The Soul Power erupting from him drove back the spreading pressure.

Creaking footsteps rang out.

A bearded, ragged middle-aged man slowly approached. Though his clothes were tattered, they could not conceal the fierce aura around him.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red.

Nine Soul Rings rose one after another, quietly arranged around the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand.

"It has been a long time, Sect Master Ning."

"Yes, it has indeed been a long time, Tang Hao, the current Clear Sky Douluo." Ning Fengzhi smiled faintly. "I did not expect that the moment I arrived in Notting City, Your Excellency would give me such a show of force."

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere between both sides turned tense and hostile.

After a long silence, Tang Hao slowly spoke. "Your purpose is that Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast? I wonder if Sect Master Ning can give me some face."

Goddamn it!

How arrogant!

The dignified Hundred-Thousand-Year Rogue Rabbit was worth only one favor from you, Tang Hao?

Did you eat some Face Face Fruit or something?

Ning Rongrong grumbled inwardly without pause, but on the surface, she was still a well-behaved child. Naturally, she could not let anyone see even the slightest hint of it.

She was still a quiet little loli.