Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect

"Fengzhi, are you sure the people below weren't exaggerating?" Bone Douluo Gu Rong looked skeptically at the report in his hand.

Level twenty-nine? Beating up a seven-man Soul Elder team without even summoning his Martial Soul?

Was he getting old, or was the new generation getting too full of themselves?

They said each generation surpassed the last, but wasn't the generation after the next a little too strong?

"Uncle Gu, I confirmed it. The people below weren't lying." Ning Fengzhi shook his head.

"Lang Lei..." Unlike the other two, Sword Douluo fell into thought the moment he heard Lang Lei's name.

His memory was still quite good. He clearly remembered picking up an infant named Lang Lei more than seven years ago. What had left a deep impression on him was the child's name embroidered on his swaddling cloth, along with the maturity Lang Lei had displayed afterward, so unlike other children his age.

But after Lang Lei turned six, Sword Douluo Chen Xin had hardly paid any attention to a child with only one level of Innate Soul Power.

Even so, Chen Xin wondered whether it might simply be someone with the same name. After all, Lang Lei was only eight at most, while the youngest Lang Lei listed in the report was already eleven.

Furthermore, their talents were worlds apart.

"Uncle Jian? What is it?" Seeing Sword Douluo fall silent, Ning Fengzhi paused his conversation with Bone Douluo.

"Old sword freak, don't tell me you've taken a liking to the kid and want to accept him as your disciple?" Bone Douluo said jokingly.

Ning Fengzhi actually looked forward to that possibility. If such a gifted young Soul Master could enter Sword Douluo's tutelage, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would surely prosper for another hundred years.

However, his seniority was lower than that of the two Titled Douluo, so he could not directly ask them to take a disciple. An ordinary Soul Master certainly would not refuse to acknowledge a Titled Douluo as his master, would he?

Especially Sword Douluo Chen Xin, renowned throughout the Douluo Continent.

"Of course not. Although the boy's talent is indeed eye-catching and tempting, he clearly isn't someone who trains with a sword," Sword Douluo Chen Xin answered bluntly.

"That's true. You old bastard really have gone stupid from practicing swordsmanship," Bone Douluo burst into laughter.

"Hey, old bones, are you asking me to loosen yours for you?" Sword Douluo glared at Bone Douluo.

"Heh, you old sword freak, who's afraid of who?" Bone Douluo glared right back without the slightest fear.

"Enough, Uncle Jian, Uncle Gu. Give me some face for now. Calm down," Ning Fengzhi said with a shake of his head, offering them a way out.

"Then I'll listen to Fengzhi." Bone Douluo nodded and accepted the out.

"Mm. That old bones was the one who provoked me first anyway." Sword Douluo also accepted it.

"Back to the matter at hand, Uncle Jian, did you think of something just now?" Ning Fengzhi asked curiously.

"About seven years ago, I found an infant in the Star Dou Great Forest. The baby's name was Lang Lei. A year ago, he awakened his Martial Soul as well. I went to see it—it was a pile of ordinary dirt." Sword Douluo had nothing to hide and told him everything.

"Where is that child now?" Ning Fengzhi's eyes lit up. He directly ignored the issue of age and asked.

"He should still be in the sect, I think?" Sword Douluo said uncertainly. He had not paid attention to the child named Lang Lei for a year. If not for the report before him, he might have nearly forgotten about him. "His Innate Soul Power was only level one, so I didn't pay much attention to him afterward."

Ning Fengzhi's expression stiffened. Raising children with no real talent was not something the sect could not afford, but small expenses added up. He knew perfectly well what those below were doing, yet he had tacitly allowed it—even encouraged it.

After all, he only allocated so many Gold Soul Coins each time to raise those children, yet more and more orphans were brought back every year. Without increasing the supply of Gold Soul Coins, how could the people below possibly pay out of their own pockets to support those children?

So the outcome needed no further explanation.

"Fengzhi, you're overthinking it. This is probably just someone with the same name, right?" Bone Douluo said carelessly. "How could someone with only level-one Innate Soul Power accomplish all this? Besides, the ages don't match."

"Yes, yes. I was being foolish." Ning Fengzhi came back to his senses and did not mention the matter again.

"As for this Lang Lei... Fengzhi, what are your thoughts?" Sword Douluo asked.

"Try to recruit him." Ning Fengzhi wore a smile, yet it somehow made one shudder. "If that fails, we cannot let Spirit Hall obtain him either."

Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo exchanged a glance without saying anything.

"Uncle Gu, Uncle Jian, there's still plenty of time," Ning Fengzhi said with a chuckle. "Besides, didn't Rong Rong run off to Suotuo City too? Perhaps she'll bring him back for us."

"Indeed. How could anyone not like Rong Rong?" At the mention of Ning Rongrong, Sword Douluo smiled fondly.

"This time, I agree with the old sword freak." Even Bone Douluo, who usually loved bickering with Sword Douluo, unusually reached an agreement with him.

"But I have to say this, Fengzhi. How could you let Rong Rong go out and suffer? It's so dangerous outside. What if she gets bullied without us there to protect her?" Bone Douluo put on a lecturing expression as he spoke to Ning Fengzhi.

This time, Sword Douluo did not refute Bone Douluo either, instead nodding solemnly.

"Uncle Gu, Uncle Jian, you spoil her too much." Ning Fengzhi was also rather helpless when it came to his youngest daughter. His original intention had been to use this time when she ran away from home to temper her personality. "I arranged bodyguards for Rong Rong."

"No, I'm still worried. Old bones, you stay in the sect. I'll go take a look." With that, Sword Douluo stepped onto the Seven Kill Sword and flew out of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

"Hey! You bastard, are you sneaking off?" Bone Douluo cursed furiously at the sky.

"Ah..." Ning Fengzhi shook his head and picked up the report again.

Flying through the air, Sword Douluo's thoughts churned.

This trip to Suotuo City was not solely to visit his precious granddaughter, Ning Rongrong. He also intended to find that Lang Lei and investigate the matter himself.

At that moment, Lang Lei, who was still carrying Griseo as they strolled through the streets, suddenly received a system mission. Somewhat surprised, he opened it to take a look.

Emergency Mission: Sword Douluo Approaches

Mission Details: The host's high-profile actions have successfully drawn the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's attention. Sword Douluo Chen Xin, acting on a hunch, will soon come to investigate the host. Please use your own methods to retreat unscathed.

Mission Reward: Soul Power Level +3, Unknown-Quality Earth Dragon Dust Martial Soul Talent Grant Card ×1, Unknown-Quality Refined Five Unedged Sword Talent Effect Grant Card ×1.

Note: The method by which the host completes the mission will affect the quality of the rewards to a certain extent.

"Hm?" Lang Lei was somewhat surprised. He held a certain degree of goodwill toward Sword Douluo Chen Xin. Although the man could not exactly be called a good person, he definitely was not a bad one either. Moreover, he truly had saved Lang Lei when he was young, making Lang Lei's feelings toward Sword Douluo rather complicated.

But that did not affect his desire to personally destroy the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

If Bone Douluo Gu Rong had come today, he would have found a way to make the man suffer a little.

After all, Lang Lei had quite a lot of little cards now. Taking care of a Titled Douluo would be easy enough.

If Bone Douluo had a worse attitude or made a move against him, Griseo would probably directly step in and crush him to death.

Though Griseo was kind, she would never allow anyone to hurt her Brother Lang Lei.

"The way I complete the mission... Looks like I should try to use some clever methods..." Lang Lei nodded thoughtfully.

"Brother Lang Lei, can we buy that?" Griseo's soft, sweet voice suddenly came from his arms.

Lang Lei immediately stopped thinking and looked in the direction Griseo was pointing. It was a candied hawthorn skewer stall.

"Buy it. I'll buy them all!" Lang Lei's heart practically melted.

"No need~"

"One skewer is enough. I'll share it with Brother Lang Lei."

Lang Lei smiled and rubbed Griseo's head. What Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect? How could it possibly matter more than his adorable Griseo? For now, he should just focus on accompanying the little cutie as they shopped!