When the others heard Ning Fengzhi say this, they found it hard to believe. His daughter had already become the disciple of the Martial Soul Hall Holy Son—how could he possibly know nothing at all?
Ning Fengzhi was helpless as well. He truly did not know the details, but based on his understanding of Xiao Chenlong, there was a ninety-nine percent chance this was true.
Every Spirit Master knew that one could only obtain a Spirit Ring by personally hunting and killing a Spirit Beast.
If Spirit Hall could truly provide Spirit Rings, then the entire structure of the Spirit Master World would be completely transformed.
"Since everyone wants to know whether this information is true or false, why don't we go ask His Highness the Saint Son later and get a clear answer?"
Yet after hearing Ning Fengzhi's suggestion, no one was the first to respond. If they had wanted to ask Xiao Chenlong, they would not have come to Ning Fengzhi for information.
Taking uncertain information to question the Martial Soul Hall Holy Son was not a good thing, regardless of whether it proved true or false. No one wanted to be the one to stick their neck out.
Ning Fengzhi's mouth twitched. A bunch of old foxes. They want me to stick my neck out? No chance.
According to the Tournament System, the competition would last several days. Xiao Chenlong arranged for Spirit Hall personnel to conduct publicity campaigns, centered on "obeying the law and following the rules."
This also established Spirit Hall's position as the enforcer of law within the Spirit Master World.
Naturally, this move was unpopular, but no Spirit Master dared openly oppose Spirit Hall.
After all, several hotheaded fools had already been hung from poles as public warnings. This campaign was no joke.