After eating a Mirror Sausage made from Zhang Yang's blood, Xiao Wu pushed her speed to the limit and flashed a kilometer away.
Xiao Wu arrived at the gates of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and had the guards announce her arrival. Meanwhile, she discreetly swept her gaze around, committing the sharp stares around her to memory.
By the time the guard invited Xiao Wu inside, she had already spotted more than a dozen spies.
Upon arriving at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Council Hall, Xiao Wu finally realized that the situation was even more dire than she had imagined.
In the middle of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Council Hall lay a Wool Blanket spread out flat.
A pale, plump old man lay on the blanket.
Xiao Wu had never met Blood Stab Douluo, but the instant she entered the Council Hall, she knew who he was.
Seated along both sides of the room were not only the three familiar representatives of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect—Ning Fengzhi, Bone Douluo, and Sword Douluo—as well as future successors like Zhang Yang and Xiao Wu, but also four high-ranking figures Ning Rongrong did not recognize.
Two of the four were lavishly dressed and refined in bearing, possessing perhaps half of Ning Fengzhi's elegance. They were likely senior members of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's direct line.
The other two held the lowest status in the room, but since they had seats in such a gathering, they were naturally among the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's most important elders.
Xiao Wu had guessed correctly. These four were the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's highest-ranking members apart from Ning Fengzhi, Zhang Yang, and the others.
The two seven-ring Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Soul Masters were not much