Unaware of His Narrow View

Qian Renxue could not help tilting her head back and rubbing her forehead after hearing this string of news, letting out a long sigh.

"Idiot..."

She cursed viciously in her heart.

It would have been one thing if Prince Xue Xing merely strutted about showing off on ordinary days, but now he had even managed to botch a secret negotiation.

And that old bastard Xue Ye had actually dared to send troops to encircle and suppress them?

Everything was a complete mess!

The plan she had painstakingly kept hidden for more than a decade had been thrown into utter chaos by the exposure of the Heavenly Ranking!

At that moment, Qing Luan Douluo turned around and looked at her.

"Looks like I'll have to make the trip myself, to support Old Six and Old Seven before a delay causes further complications."

As he spoke, wind elements surged around Qing Luan, and he was about to teleport away.

"Grandpa Qing Luan! Don't!"

Qian Renxue's expression changed drastically, and she cried out almost instinctively.

Qing Luan Douluo halted, turning back in confusion. "What is it, Little Xue? Why do you look so terrible?"

Qian Renxue drew a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the agitation in her heart. Her tone was incomparably grave.

"Grandpa Qing Luan, and you two uncles, listen to me."

"That Dark Night Arena is far from as simple as it appears!"

"Do not act rashly, and absolutely do not barge in recklessly!"

Hearing this, Qing Luan, Pufferfish, and Snake Lance exchanged glances, each seeing the surprise in the others' eyes.

Qian Renxue was Spirit Hall's hidden Young Master.

Was there truly any force on this continent that could make even them wary?

Pufferfish Douluo could not help asking, "Young Master, at most, that place is a force hiding a Titled Douluo."

"Could it possibly be stronger than our Spirit Hall?"

Just as Qian Renxue was about to grit her teeth and reveal a little about Qin Chen's background,

a guard's report sounded from outside the hall once more.

"Report—!"

"The Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Fengzhi, requests an audience with His Highness the Crown Prince!"

Qian Renxue's expression changed.

Ning Fengzhi was here?

He was Xue Qinghe's teacher in name. At a time like this, he absolutely could not be allowed to discover that three Titled Douluo of Spirit Hall were hiding in the room.

"Grandpa Qing Luan, you should hide."

Qian Renxue spoke quickly in a low voice. "Remember, before I understand the situation, do not act rashly!"

Though Qing Luan Douluo was full of doubts, seeing how serious the Young Master was, he could only nod.

With a flicker, he vanished from the main hall together with Pufferfish and Snake Lance.

Qian Renxue swiftly straightened her clothes, adjusted her expression, and once again became the gentle, jade-like Crown Prince Xue Qinghe.

"Invite Teacher in."

A moment later.

Ning Fengzhi strode in.

What surprised Qian Renxue was how different Ning Fengzhi was today from his usual self.

Although Ning Fengzhi had always been refined and easygoing, there was usually an unshakable melancholy between his brows.

It was worry over his sect's future and his own bottleneck.

But today, his face glowed with health, his steps carried a breeze, and he seemed more than ten years younger!

The joy and confidence radiating from within him could not be concealed.

"Student pays respects to Teacher."

Xue Qinghe bowed respectfully.

"Hahaha, Qinghe, no need for such formality!"

Ning Fengzhi laughed heartily and stepped forward to help Xue Qinghe up affectionately, clearly in the best of moods.

"Qinghe, I came here this time to properly complain about you."

Xue Qinghe froze. "Teacher, why do you say that?"

Ning Fengzhi pointed at him with feigned anger. "When you borrowed money from me to keep things running, you said it was to help a friend build an arena."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier that this friend of yours was such an extraordinary figure!"

"If I hadn't seen the Heavenly Curtain and gone there myself, I would still be in the dark!"

The corner of Qian Renxue's mouth twitched slightly as she revealed an appropriately bitter smile. "Please forgive me, Teacher."

"It was truly because the Arena Master preferred peace and did not wish too many people to know of his existence. This student did not dare reveal it carelessly."

"Seeing Teacher in such spirits, did you meet that Arena Master?"

At this, a deep reverence rose on Ning Fengzhi's face.

"Indeed. I was fortunate enough to be personally received by that Monarch."

Ning Fengzhi drew a deep breath and looked out the window, as though he were still reliving what had just happened.

"Qinghe, you know me."

"As the Sect Master of one of the Upper Three Sects, I have met countless people, and I have seen no shortage of powerful figures in this world."

"But before that Monarch..."

Ning Fengzhi took another deep breath, shook his head with a bitter smile, and his voice was full of self-mockery.

"I realized that I had been nothing more than a frog at the bottom of a well, looking at the sky without even knowing it!"

If Ning Fengzhi's words spread outside, they would likely shock the entire world.

Who was Ning Fengzhi? The helm of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!

One of the wealthiest and highest-ranking people on the entire continent!

For him to compare himself to a frog at the bottom of a well, just what sort of figure was this so-called Monarch?

Watching Ning Fengzhi's look of utter admiration, Qian Renxue unexpectedly felt a surge of pride in her heart.

See? This is the man I chose!

Even Ning Fengzhi was won over after meeting him!

"Teacher, what... did you talk about?" Unable to suppress her curiosity, Qian Renxue asked tentatively.

Ning Fengzhi came back to himself, smiled mysteriously, and lowered his voice.

"Nothing much. The Monarch merely granted your teacher a fortunate opportunity in repayment for a favor from years ago."

As he spoke, he released a trace of his Soul Power aura.

Buzz!

An incomparably dense wave of Soul Power instantly rippled through the hall.

This Soul Power rushed on endlessly like a great river, brimming with explosive potential yet to be unleashed!

"Teacher, you..." Qian Renxue's eyes widened. This time, she was truly stunned.

"Your bottleneck... has broken through?!"

Ning Fengzhi burst into laughter, tears glimmering in his eyes.

"That's right!"

"The curse that has plagued the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect for centuries has finally been broken today!"

"It is all thanks to the Keling Fruit bestowed by the Monarch!"

"After taking it, the level seventy-nine bottleneck that had troubled me, Ning Fengzhi, for half my life was broken!"

"Once I obtain a Soul Ring, I will become the first auxiliary-type Soul Fighting Douluo on this continent!"

"Perhaps even reaching the rank of Titled Douluo in the future will not be impossible!"

At that moment, the hall fell utterly silent.

Qian Renxue had not expected Qin Chen to have changed his fate against the heavens.

Seeing his disciple standing there dumbfounded, Ning Fengzhi felt even more delighted.

He suddenly leaned closer, looked at Xue Qinghe, and asked with a smile,

"Qinghe..."

"You share a close personal relationship with that Monarch."

"Your teacher is very curious. How exactly did you first come to know each other?"

Ning Fengzhi's question made Qian Renxue pause inwardly.

How did we meet? I can't tell you that.

Qian Renxue showed an appropriately troubled expression and gently shook her head.

"Teacher, it is not that this student intends to hide anything."

"It is simply that the Monarch has a very strange temperament. As you have seen, he is someone who prefers peace and quiet."

"This student once promised him never to discuss his past before outsiders. I hope Teacher can forgive me."

After hearing this, Ning Fengzhi was not angry at all. Instead, he nodded in complete agreement.

"I understand, I understand."

"Such peerless recluses often have peculiar temperaments."

"If casually discussing him were to displease that Monarch, that would truly be a small loss for a great one."

Since his past could not be discussed, Ning Fengzhi changed the subject and fixed Xue Qinghe with a burning gaze.