Have You Ever Been a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast?

Back then, Yu Xiaogang had promoted his Martial Soul Mutation theory in the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect. I heard someone actually believed him and ended up mutating all sorts of bizarre dragon Martial Souls in their descendants. Yu Xiaogang only left the family under pressure.

Yu Mingfei is the same. First, he damaged Dugu Bo's granddaughter's Martial Soul, and now he's spouting nonsense in front of Rongrong.

Have you ever been a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast? How can you just say that?

Are all Yu Family members this abnormal?

Ning Fengzhi had originally been listening with great interest, but when he heard Yu Mingfei's final conclusion, his impression of him immediately plummeted.

That boastful manner reminded him of Yu Xiaogang, once known as the "shame of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect."

Although he also called him Master, it was merely for appearances.

A "theoretically invincible" man with Soul Power Rank 29—how laughable.

Seeing that Yu Mingfei had not even reached Rank 30 yet dared to speculate wildly about Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts and Titled Douluo, he became even more determined to keep him at arm's length.

Beside him, Chen Xin thoughtfully placed a hand over his Dantian.

That was the core through which Soul Power circulated.

At the entrance to the hall, Yu Mingfei continued.

"...

"What about Titled Douluo, who correspond to Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts?

"What changes occur upon breaking through to Titled Douluo?

"I've never been a Titled Douluo, so I don't know.

"But I can guess..."

With Ning Rongrong's eyes shining, Yu Mingfei spoke more and more animatedly.

A figure emerged from behind the screen separating the side hall.

Ning Fengzhi wore a smile, seeming somewhat surprised to see Yu Mingfei and Ning Rongrong.

"Rongrong? You still haven't left? Your Grandpa Bone has probably returned to the city.

"Yu Mingfei is here too. My apologies. I was discussing matters with Uncle Sword just now and lost track of time."

Ning Rongrong had been listening eagerly, but the moment she saw her father emerge, she shuddered and hurriedly ran toward the entrance of the hall.

As she ran, she turned back and shouted.

"I'm going! I'm going right now!

"Father! Yu Mingfei is my friend! Take care of him!"

Ning Fengzhi chuckled indulgently.

"This child..."

He turned toward Yu Mingfei, and the smile on his face faded somewhat.

"Forgive her behavior. Rongrong has been spoiled by us since childhood. The Upper Three Sects are bound by a common cause, and you are Rongrong's friend, so I'll call you Mingfei."

"You are too kind, Sect Master. Miss Ning is younger than I am, yet she is already close to Rank 30. She is undeniably outstanding. What does a little personality matter?"

When under another's roof, one had no choice but to bow one's head.

Yu Mingfei said only pleasant things, temporarily overlooking Ning Rongrong's identity as one of the Seven Monsters.

At that moment, Chen Xin slowly emerged from the side hall, one hand resting over his Dantian as though deep in thought.

Ning Fengzhi found it somewhat strange, but did not dwell on it. Lowering his voice, he said to Yu Mingfei, "That person's identity has been confirmed. I have handled the matter properly.

"Mingfei, you have given the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect a great gift.

"Uncle Sword told me about your situation. Although Poison Douluo is powerful, in my Seven Treasure City, he must still show some restraint.

"You are currently living in the outer compound, correct? That was my oversight. I was too focused on investigating that person's identity and failed to make arrangements."

Ning Fengzhi smiled apologetically, then added by way of compensation.

"I have already ordered a courtyard in the city to be prepared. If you do not mind, you may settle down in my Seven Treasure City."

Yu Mingfei immediately beamed and bowed to thank him.

"You are too kind, Sect Master. I am already deeply grateful to have somewhere willing to take me in."

After conversing for quite some time, both host and guest were satisfied.

Ning Fengzhi watched Yu Mingfei's departing figure, the smile on his face fading as he resumed the majesty of a Sect Master.

"Uncle Sword, what do you think of these arrangements?"

It was unusually quiet beside him. Ning Fengzhi turned back in surprise and discovered that Chen Xin was still lost in thought.

"Uncle Sword?" He raised his voice and called again.

"Hmm? Fengzhi, what is it?" Chen Xin came back to himself and asked in confusion.

"I have arranged for Yu Mingfei to stay in a courtyard in the city, outside the sect grounds. I wanted to ask Uncle Sword's opinion." Ning Fengzhi repeated himself, looking at Chen Xin with concern.

"Uncle Sword, are you feeling unwell?"

"Yes! Yes!" Chen Xin was still somewhat dazed. When he caught Ning Fengzhi's concern, he immediately shook his head. "No, no... I'm fine! Very fine!"

Chen Xin's expression gradually became excited.

"Fengzhi! I must enter seclusion for several days! Take good care of Yu Mingfei! Once I emerge, I will explain everything!"

His sword-mad temperament had flared up. Without waiting for Ning Fengzhi's response, he immediately transformed into a streak of sword light and flew out of the hall.

Uncle Sword is still like this. The moment he gains even a little insight, he can't wait to cultivate.

Ning Fengzhi shook his head with an amused smile.

Whenever Chen Xin cultivated in his younger days, he was always like this. It had only improved after he became a Titled Douluo, and Ning Fengzhi had long since grown accustomed to it.

But Yu Mingfei...

It's better to settle him outside the sect for now. Because of Dugu Yan, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has also come into contact with Dugu Bo. His Highness the Crown Prince asked me to draw him away from Prince Xue Xing's side. That won't be easy.

At a time like this, I cannot provoke Dugu Bo's resentment over Yu Mingfei alone.

Thinking of his beloved daughter, Ning Fengzhi suddenly let out a long sigh.

Alas, this time Uncle Sword went to the core region of the Star Dou Great Forest to search for rare treasures capable of breaking the Martial Soul's limitations.

Unfortunately, he still found nothing. Could the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda truly be a Martial Soul abandoned by heaven...?

On the other side, Yu Mingfei returned to the outer compound, the smile already gone from his face.

As expected, in Ning Fengzhi's eyes, I have no value.

I am not worth the risk of offending Dugu Bo and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.

Yu Mingfei took a deep breath and began packing his things.

Back in the Seven Treasure Hall, he and Ning Fengzhi had seemed to enjoy their conversation. But when it came to arrangements for Yu Mingfei, everything felt wrong.

A courtyard in the city? It sounds nice, but he just wants me to leave the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect grounds.

Once I leave this place, whatever Dugu Bo and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect want to do will have nothing to do with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!

No matter how strong Chen Xin is, we only met by chance. He can't possibly shield me from Dugu Bo every time.

The Upper Three Sects are bound by a common cause. What a nice thing to say!

I originally wanted to use handing over Dai Lao Er as an opportunity to get acquainted with Qian Renxue, but now that's out of the question.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect cannot be relied upon. I need to make plans and leave within the next couple of days if possible.

In the end, a person can only rely on himself.

Yu Mingfei packed his belongings and placed the Blue Silver Emperor, in its potted form, into a new bamboo basket.

With the basket on his back, he left the room and headed for the woods beside the outer compound plaza.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect grounds were vast and contained all kinds of Mimicry Training Grounds. This small forest was one of them.

Yu Mingfei had temporarily kept the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent there.

He had already trained the snake, so it would not harm anyone.

He had also spoken to the steward of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's outer compound and asked him to keep an eye on the Hundred-Year Soul Beast.

For the past month, everything had been peaceful.

"Hiss—"

At the edge of the woods, Yu Mingfei gave a signal.

But after waiting for quite a while, there was still no sign of the Phoenix-tail Crested Serpent.

Instead, a plump figure came running over from the plaza in a panic.

It was the outer compound's steward.

"Brother Mingfei?" The man was panting heavily, and there was dust on the hem of his robes.

"Steward Zeng, where is my snake?"

Yu Mingfei asked directly.

"I was just about to come find you. Prince Xue Beng came to visit the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect earlier. He saw your snake and took a liking to it, so... so he took it away."

Steward Zeng took out a money pouch from his robes and held it out to Yu Mingfei.

"Prince Xue Beng said this is your compensation. Consider it a purchase."

His round, fleshy face carried a troubled expression, and his eyes shifted evasively.

Yu Mingfei looked at him calmly.

"Brother Mingfei, his identity is special. I truly couldn't stop him." Steward Zeng forced a smile. "Right, the courtyard the Sect Master arranged for you has already been prepared. How about I take you to see it?"

Yu Mingfei fell silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled.

"Fine. Let's go."

That night, in an exquisite courtyard in a corner of Seven Treasure City.

Yu Mingfei sat cross-legged on his bed, his eyes closed as he cultivated.

Knock, knock—

A knocking sound came from the door. Yu Mingfei abruptly opened his eyes and looked toward the entrance.

"Yu Mingfei, are you there? I'm Ye Lingling.

"Something happened to Yanyan!"