The Convening of the Sea God Pavilion Meeting

Wang Zhi was not particularly surprised.

Regardless of where one is, strength is ultimately the number one priority.

Seeing Wang Zhi agree with his words, Qian Gu Dongfeng continued.

"Wang Classmate, I think very highly of you."

"Although you have your own forces behind you, no matter what, Shrek is the number one force on this continent."

"You have already offended them, and you will inevitably face suppression time and time again."

He paused, his gaze sincere.

"I am still the same as yesterday; I sincerely invite you to join the Spirit Transmitter Tower."

"Furthermore, I can grant you the position of Spirit Transmitter Envoy."

Wang Zhi raised an eyebrow slightly.

It had to be said that Qian Gu Dongfeng's offer was indeed generous.

The authority of a Spirit Transmitter Envoy was immense.

Moreover, the Four Great Spirit Transmitter Envoys were the candidates for the positions of Vice Tower Master and Tower Master.

As long as he became a Spirit Transmitter Envoy, he would be able to compete for a seat among the Four Great Spirit Transmitter Envoys, and even have the opportunity to become the Spirit Transmitter Tower Master.

This invitation could be said to be of extremely high value.

But Wang Zhi still shook his head.

"Apologies, Tower Master Qian Gu."

"I still prefer being on my own."

With the Black Shadow Kingdom as his backing, there was absolutely no need for him to act as a subordinate or a dog for others; it was meaningless.

He only needed to improve himself and then completely take control of the Black Shadow Kingdom.

A trace of disappointment flashed in Qian Gu Dongfeng's eyes, but he quickly concealed it.

He sighed softly.

"Sigh."

"Since Wang Classmate is unwilling to join the Spirit Transmitter Tower, this Tower Master will not force the issue."

"It is just a pity that I could not recruit a genius for the Spirit Transmitter Tower."

Wang Zhi remained unmoved by his words.

We're both old foxes, so why play the innocent?

Perhaps Qian Gu Dongfeng felt he was appearing approachable.

But knowing the original story, Wang Zhi was well aware that this man, for the sake of the glory and legacy of the Qian Gu Family, had colluded with the Holy Spirit Cult, leading to the destruction of the entire Shrek City by two Level Twelve Soul Guide Cannonballs.

He was by no means a good person.

Not to mention, he had always intended for his grandson, Qian Gu Zhangting, to inherit the position of Spirit Transmitter Tower Master, turning the Spirit Transmitter Tower into the private property of their Qian Gu Family.

Therefore, as long as he showed any interest in the position of Spirit Transmitter Tower Master, he would inevitably be suppressed by Qian Gu Dongfeng.

Then what was the point of joining the Spirit Transmitter Tower?

After all...

A soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier.

By the same logic, if he couldn't become the Spirit Transmitter Tower Master, why would he join the Spirit Transmitter Tower?

Was he bored and looking for something to do?

"Thank you for your kindness, Tower Master."

Wang Zhi stood up.

"If there is nothing else, I shall take my leave."

Qian Gu Dongfeng nodded with a smile.

"Very well."

"Take care, Wang Classmate."

The elevator doors closed.

The top floor of the Spirit Transmitter Tower Headquarters returned to silence.

Qian Gu Dongfeng stood before the floor-to-ceiling window, watching the youth's retreating figure below, the smile on his face gradually fading.

His gaze grew deep and dark.

"If he cannot be one of us..."

"Then he can only be an enemy."

He muttered to himself, his voice devoid of anger, carrying only a calm sense of resolve.

He had always been a petty person.

Wang Zhi had rejected his invitations twice in a row, which infuriated him to the core.

He had already lowered himself to ask, yet that kid remained completely unmoved; he truly did not know the immensity of heaven and earth!

Immediately, Qian Gu Dongfeng turned around and walked back to sit behind his desk.

He picked up the Soul Tool Communicator on the desk and dialed a number.

"Investigate all of Wang Zhi's information."

"Include his four years in Hailu City, every match he played in the Tianhai Competition, and everyone he has come into contact with. I want the most detailed intelligence."

"Yes."

A respectful voice came from the other end.

Qian Gu Dongfeng put down the communicator and looked out the window once more.

He had to find out what power stood behind that youth.

If that power was strong enough...

He would not mind using other means.

But if it could not be used for his own purposes...

Then he would destroy it!

And this...

Was the guiding principle the Qian Gu Family had followed for ten thousand years!

Shrek Academy, Sea God Pavilion.

Located at the center of Sea God Island, the Sea God Pavilion was the highest seat of power in Shrek Academy.

Usually, this place was quiet and solemn, with very few people setting foot here.

But today, the atmosphere was exceptionally heavy.

After Yun Ming brought Cai Yuer back to Sea God Island, he immediately convened a Sea God Pavilion meeting.

The message spread, and all the Sea God Pavilion Elders arrived one after another; no one was absent.

The Meeting Hall was packed with people sitting on both sides of the Long Table.

Every single one of them was a top-tier powerhouse of the current era, a Titled Douluo.

But at this moment, their gazes were all fixed on the person at the end of the Long Table.

Cai Yuer.

She sat in her chair, gaunt and withered. Her hair was gray, her skin sagged, and her body trembled slightly, resembling an ordinary, dying old woman.

Who could have imagined that just a few hours ago, she had been the high-spirited and imposing Silver Moon Douluo?

Having lost her cultivation, she could no longer maintain the healthy functioning of her body.

The backlash from having her Martial Soul crippled left her even weaker than an average elderly person.

Her eyes were clouded and her lips trembled; she seemed to want to say something, but nothing came out.

Before they arrived, Yun Ming had already informed the various Elders of the general situation to facilitate the meeting.

Therefore, they were already aware of the fact that Cai Yuer had been reduced to a cripple.

Zhuo Shi furrowed his brows, looked at Yun Ming, and asked in a deep voice.

"Pavilion Master, is it truly impossible for the Holy Spirit Exalted to heal Elder Cai's injuries?"

He was an old friend of Cai Yuer, and the two had worked together for many years. Seeing her in this state, his heart felt heavy.

Yun Ming shook his head slowly.

"Before the meeting began, I took Yuer to see Ya Li."

"But even Ya Li was powerless."

The crowd turned their gazes toward the woman sitting to Yun Ming's right.

She appeared to be in her thirties, with beautiful features and a gentle temperament. She was none other than the Holy Spirit Douluo, Ya Li...

The number one healing Soul Master on the Douluo Continent.

Seeing everyone looking at her, Ya Li nodded slightly, her voice soft but tinged with a hint of gravity.

"Yuer's Martial Soul and cultivation were not simply dissipated due to severe trauma."

"Instead, they were forcibly erased by an incredibly powerful force."

"It is as if..."

"It is as if Yuer never possessed a Martial Soul or practiced cultivation at all."

"This is not a type of injury, which is why I am unable to heal it."

The crowd suddenly realized.

That made sense. Holy Spirit Douluo Ya Li was the number one healing Soul Master on the Continent; if even she couldn't heal this condition, then it truly was incurable.

However, this situation only made the expressions of the various Elders even more grave.

One had to realize, to be able to conceptually erase a person's Martial Soul and cultivation—what kind of strength would be required to achieve such a feat?!

Feng Wu Yu, having the most impatient personality, immediately looked at Yun Ming and asked.

"Pavilion Master, could you do it?"

Yun Ming sighed helplessly.

"I cannot do it either."

"That person's strength..."

"Is perhaps on par with mine."

"But their mastery of the laws far exceeds my own; that is where I cannot compare."

The crowd's eyes were filled with shock.

On the Douluo Continent, there actually existed someone even more powerful than Yun Ming?!