Xiao Wu's Revenge

Tang San resolutely refused, "That's impossible. The methods for making Hidden Weapon are not easy to research, and I will never sell them."

The method for making Hidden Weapon is a closely guarded secret of the Tang Sect, so why would they possibly sell it?

However, considering that the other party was the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and that he would also be establishing the Tang Sect in the future and would need the other party to provide funds, he still left room for maneuver. "However, I promised Rongrong that I could sell the Hidden Weapon to your sect, and I can give you the forging program, but the final production and synthesis must be completed by me personally."

Ning Fengzhi was taken aback by Tang San's decisive refusal. He had originally intended to recruit Tang San as his son-in-law, so that both Tang San and the Hidden Weapon manufacturing techniques would belong to his Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Unexpectedly, the other party not only rejected his invitation.

They wouldn't even sell the method for making Hidden Weapon.

After all, Hidden Weapon eventually wear out and break. If what the other party said were true, wouldn't the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect have to rely on them indefinitely?

Thinking of this, Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but feel a little angry. Then he thought of the other party's twin martial soul talents and the Haotian Douluo Tang Hao standing behind him.

My mind calmed down again.

At that moment, Ning Fengzhi, settling for second best, said to Tang San, "I've looked at Hidden Weapon you gave Rongrong. I want two thousand sets, just like the ones she's equipped with, at one Gold Soul Coin per set. What do you think?"

Because Tang San didn't auction off the Hidden Weapon, and because Ye Qinghe's various antics towards Shrek, Ning Rongrong didn't side with outsiders and had already inquired about the manufacturing costs beforehand.

Therefore, it's much cheaper than the original book.

Even so, Tang San was quite satisfied. After all, the cost of making Hidden Weapon was only two or three hundred Gold Soul Coin, and it could be even cheaper if the materials used were of lower quality. This several-fold profit was already quite considerable for Tang San, a country bumpkin who had never really seen much money before.

Moreover, he never intended to provide any parts, which was essentially a risk-free business.

After giving Ning Fengzhi the blueprints for the Hidden Weapon parts, Ning Fengzhi paid him two million Gold Soul Coin in one lump sum. Tang San couldn't wait to leave; he was going to find Xiao Wu.

Ning Fengzhi stood up and watched Tang San leave.

Watching Tang San leave, Ning Rongrong finally couldn't hold back any longer and spoke up. With red eyes, she stood behind Ning Fengzhi and said angrily, "Dad, how could you think of marrying me off to Tang San? Don't you know he's immature and was raped by those boys from Shrek and several wanted criminals from the Spirit Hall?"

However, Ning Fengzhi seemed not to hear his daughter's cries, and instead asked, "Rongrong, do you know about the Clear Sky Sect?"

Ning Rongrong was stunned for a moment, "I know, Dad, you once said that this was the number one sect among the Upper Three Sects. It's the sect that Tang San San's father Clear Sky Douluo, belonged to."

"That's right, it was such a sect. At its peak, it was much stronger than my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, but it was destroyed. It was destroyed by one person, and that person possessed Twin Martial Souls." Ning Fengzhi a solemn expression.

Ning Rongrong's pupils suddenly contracted, "The Pope of the Spirit Hall... Could it be that Tang San is also...?"

Ning Fengzhi said, "Although it cannot be completely confirmed yet, it is not impossible. So Rongrong, you should understand why your father is trying every means to win him over."

Hearing Ning Fengzhi's words, Ning Rongrong fell silent. Of course, he knew what Twin Martial Souls meant. After all, the previous owner of Twin Martial Souls was the current Pope of the Spirit Hall, the undisputed number one Titled Douluo in the Soul Master World.

Ning Fengzhi sighed, turned to his daughter, patted her shoulder, and said earnestly, "If the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect could also possess a Twin Martial Souls, then in the future, it would undoubtedly have the strength to rival the Spirit Hall. Otherwise, we can only live in a daze, worrying that one day the Spirit Hall will come knocking on our door, repeating the fate of the Clear Sky Sect. Protecting the sect is the mission of every disciple of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, so I hope you can understand."

"Can't it be changed?"

Ning Rongrong felt suffocated by Ning Fengzhi's words and asked in a trembling voice.

"No, unless you can confirm that Tang San doesn't have Twin Martial Souls, and find another person whose talent and strength are no less than those with Twin Martial Souls." Ning Fengzhi's words were decisive, but he also left room for doubt.

For no apparent reason, Ning Rongrong thought of Ye Qinghe. Just as Ning Rongrong was about to say something, a dark figure burst through the window with a bang, covered in blood.

The father and daughter inside the house were both taken aback, because the person who came in was none other than Gu Rong.

"Grandpa Gu, what's wrong? Don't scare Rongrong..." Ning Rongrong cried as she stepped forward to help Gu Rong.

"Uncle Gu, hold on." Ning Fengzhi immediately released his Seven Treasure Glazed Tile True Body. With the assistance of Ning Fengzhi's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's sixth Soul Skill, Healing Light, and fourth Soul Skill, Soul Power Amplification Light, Gu Rong gradually regained consciousness.

He slowly opened his eyes, looked at Ning Rongrong, whose face was streaked with tears, then at Ning Fengzhi, whose expression was serious, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on his face. "I'm old, I'm no good anymore. I never thought I would lose to that old poisoner one day."

"How is this possible?"

Ning Fengzhi could no longer hide his shock. He knew Gu Rong's strength very well. Among the level 95 titles, apart from losing to that old dragon from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, he had never been defeated.

Could it be that Dugu Bo's Soul Power has already reached the Peak Douluo?

Gu Rong's next words confirmed his guess. "Old Poison's Martial Soul has evolved into Golden Poison Flood Dragon, and his Ninth Soul Ring has become 100,000 years old. The dragon venom he releases will kill anyone below the Titled Douluo. His Soul Power has also reached level 96. I'm afraid even if that swordsman were to fight, he might not be a match for Old Poison."

A level 96 Peak Douluo, Golden Poison Flood Dragon, whose poison is so potent that anyone below the title of Titled Douluo will die upon contact with it, and with a 100,000-year-old ninth ring, this is an existence that no force in the Douluo Continent would want to provoke. Unless the Pope of the Spirit Hall personally intervenes to intercept it, if the old poisoner escapes, it will bring an absolutely devastating disaster to the entire force.

Wait... a 100,000-year ninth spirit ring! Ning Fengzhi's eyes suddenly lit up. "Uncle Gu, I remember that Dugu Bo's Ninth Soul Ring was previously a black 10,000-year one. Although no one has ever known the exact age of his Ninth Soul Ring, it's at most 90,000 years, which is within the Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring range. Could it be... Soul Ring mutation?"

Gu Rong smiled wryly, "That's the only possibility. But how exactly did that old poisoner's Soul Ring mutate? Could it be that kid named Ye Qinghe?"

"It's almost certainly true!" Ning Fengzhi, his face particularly grim.

Gu Rong said, "In that case, his value might not be less than that dwarf boy who is very likely to possess Twin Martial Souls. It's just a pity..."