Ning Fengzhi's Wit

"You don't know either?"

Seeing that Zhou Qing was initially surprised and uncertain, but then calmed down and began to think, Ning Fengzhi knew that this was probably the first time Zhou Qing had used this ability!

It was forced out of him by the pressure from Sword Douluo!

However, Zhou Qing has now returned to calm, as if she had somewhat anticipated this outcome.

"It's not entirely clear yet."

Zhou Qing was too weak to maintain his composure, and Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo seemed to have inexplicably changed their attitudes towards him, so he stopped hiding it and said, "I have some knowledge of Martial Soul cultivation, so I would call myself Martial Soul Theory Grandmaster."

"Oh?"

Ning Fengzhi became interested and summoned a disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, instructing him, "Go to the kitchen and prepare some food for Grandmaster Zhou Qing to replenish his strength."

"Yes."

The disciple immediately went to prepare.

"Sect Master Ning, you really believe what a six-year-old child like me says?" Zhou Qing asked in surprise.

"I would not believe the words of an ordinary six-year-old child, but you are different. When you first met me and Uncle Jian, you spoke clearly and were humorous. When you ate with us, you deliberately ate wildly, trying to lower our impression of you and keep us away from you. And just before that, when you faced the pressure from Uncle Jian, you were resolute, stuck to your principles, and even unleashed a power similar to a domain that was different from Soul Power and Spiritual Power."

Ning Fengzhi recounted everything that happened after meeting Zhou Qing, saying, "This kind of power cannot be unleashed simply by having a firm belief."

Realizing he had asked a stupid question, Zhou Qing found an excuse for himself:

Because my stomach is empty, my mind is empty too.

So he decided to wait for the disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to prepare the meal and fill their stomachs first.

This time, Zhou Qing still ate extremely wildly, but less pretentiously. He was genuinely hungry, and the food he swallowed was quickly digested, restoring his strength.

When his Soul Power had almost fully recovered, Zhou Qing was surprised to find that he had broken through the level sixteen barrier and reached level seventeen.

"Zhou Qing, is it alright if I call you that?"

In terms of influence, strength, status, wealth, and so on, Zhou Qing was far inferior to Ning Fengzhi, but the conviction that erupted along with that special power made him tremble.

so--

Right now.

Ning Fengzhi was willing to place Zhou Qing on an equal footing with himself.

"Then what should I call you? Fengzhi?" Zhou Qing patted his round belly and laughed.

Sword Douluo, standing to the side, opened his mouth and gave Zhou Qing a thumbs up, but it wasn't a compliment; rather, it was an expression of his disdain. "You really are taking advantage of my kindness!"

But to everyone's surprise, Ning Fengzhi nodded slightly and gave a reply that left Sword Douluo speechless, "Alright, from now on we can just call each other by our names."

"Feng Zhi, have you gone mad?!" Sword Douluo exclaimed in shock.

"I'm not kidding. Soul Master who can make their beliefs erupt with an almost invisible and intangible energy, and cause a slight shock to both of us, is indeed qualified to sit on equal footing with us." Ning Fengzhi paused for a moment, then laughed. "Moreover, Uncle Jian, look at Zhou Qing's behavior. Does he seem like a child? It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he's an old fox in the guise of a child."

Zhou Qing wasn't particularly nervous about this.

In front of an old fox, no matter how much you pretend, he can always see through it. At most, you just won't know what he's pretending to be.

Zhou Qing's only consolation was that the supernatural tales of the Douluo Continent did not include concepts like "possession" or "rebirth," so Ning Fengzhi could never have imagined that level of understanding and could only guess that this little brat was overly mature.

"That's true. You don't look like a six-year-old at all. Apart from your tender face, you look like a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy. Moreover, you have a very strong will. You even dare to joke with me, a Titled Douluo." At this point, Sword Douluo's voice turned colder. "However, I still have to remind you that in the Soul Master World, strength is the ultimate authority. If I have the intention to kill you, no matter how intelligent or mature you are, I can slit your throat in an instant."

"Of course I know that."

Zhou Qing's tone was slightly somber, and it was precisely his dissatisfaction, even disgust, with the dog-eat-dog Soul Master World that gave him the idea of overthrowing it all.

However, it is clearly not appropriate to discuss this topic with Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo at the moment.

"I'll still call you Sect Master Ning."

"If possible, I would prefer you to call me Uncle Ning, since you and Rongrong seem to have a Martial Soul Fusion Skill." Ning Fengzhi's lips curled up as he spoke of his conjecture about how Ning Rongrong was able to find Zhou Qing. "So, could you tell me if you have a corresponding Martial Soul connection with Rongrong?"

"I'm sorry to disappoint Uncle Ning, but no, it's just that Ning Rongrong has a strong feeling about a family heirloom I'm carrying."

Zhou Qing did not want to have any romantic relationship with Ning Rongrong beyond friendship, so at this point, he could only take out the Bug Egg of the Light Goddess Butterfly.

However, unlike Ning Rongrong, Ning Fengzhi's sense of the Light Goddess Butterfly Bug Egg was very weak; he could only confirm that the egg was valuable.

"Well, I can't see anything. Maybe it's because Rongrong's Innate Soul Power is level nine and her Martial Soul quality is higher than mine, so she can sense the peculiarity of it."

Although Ning Fengzhi was uncertain, he was considering buying it, since his daughter had a connection to it and it might be beneficial to her cultivation.

However, Zhou Qing refused, but still said, "However, I also told Ning Rongrong that as long as she agrees to three conditions, I will give it to her."

"What are the conditions?" Sword Douluo couldn't help but ask.

"I haven't decided yet..."

"So you didn't want to give it, and kept dragging it out." Sword Douluo chuckled coldly.

Zhou Qing: You know what, he really had that idea!

"Uncle Jian!"

Ning Fengzhi reminded him.

"Snort."

Sword Douluo shut his mouth.

"I won't interfere with your agreement with Rongrong."

After Ning Fengzhi had Zhou Qing put away the Bug Egg of the Light Goddess Butterfly, he brought up another topic.

"You claim to be Theoretical Grandmaster of Martial Soul cultivation, so why can't my lineage's Martial Soul, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, break through to the Soul Douluo? Could you please offer some guidance?"

A crystal-clear seven-story glazed pagoda slowly rose from Ning Fengzhi's hands, even more magnificent than Ning Rongrong's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, radiating a hazy seven-colored glow.

"You trust me far too much, don't you?" Zhou Qing said speechlessly. "You must have researched the corresponding breakthrough methods throughout the ages, but none of you have succeeded. You may not even have found the reason. Why do you think I know the reason?"

"I wasn't sure before, but now, your calm expression makes me certain that you might actually be able to help me find the relevant reason."

Ning Fengzhi suddenly laughed, a somewhat smug laugh—

As an adult, I have more life experience than Zhou Qing, who is just a kid.