Ning Fengzhi's Discussion with the Two Douluo
Her little finger suddenly jabbed into Ning Fengzhi's chest. Even through his clothes, the instantaneous touch and the terrifying onomatopoeia in her words sent a chill down Ning Fengzhi.
"So much... so much warm blood... sprayed onto my face... Dad, look at me and say, ' Rongrong... run...'"
She finally broke down completely, bursting into tears again, and threw herself into Ning Fengzhi's arms, as if she wanted to use all her strength to hold him tight and prevent the dream from coming true.
"Waaaaah!!! Daddy, don't die! Rongrong doesn't want Daddy to die! She doesn't want Sword Grandpa or Bone Grandpa to die! That bad woman, go away! Go away!!"
The child's story ends there, leaving only endless fear and weeping.
She had no clear concept of a continental war; all she did was fight everywhere.
However, it was precisely this description, full of childlike absurdity yet brimming with the most genuine fear, that sent chills down Ning Fengzhi's spine and the others' spines.
Although Ning Rongrong's description lacked logic and accuracy, he still managed to piece together a chilling panorama from the information Ning Rongrong provided.
"The Great Spider Wicked Woman"... Isn't Bibi Dong's Death Spider Emperor Martial Soul just like that?
The Spirit Kingdom —could it be the nation that the Spirit Hall will establish in the future?
"Nine Spirit Ring," "Titled Douluo"... these describe a group of top-tier powerhouses.
"A nine-story tower..." Ning Fengzhi's heart skipped a beat, and his breathing became rapid for a moment.
That is him, the ultimate goal that all the predecessors of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect School have pursued with all their might— the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda!
Even if it was just a phantom in a dream, it was enough to stir up Jingtao in his heart.
As Ning Rongrong sobbed as she said, "Dad was stabbed through by that sickle," and "Sword Grandpa Bone Grandpa were also beaten to death," Ning Fengzhi's face darkened completely.
If this is merely psychological intimidation by a hostile force, aimed at warning the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect not to antagonize the Spirit Hall through his daughter, then this tactic is both vicious and effective.
The "future" depicted in his dream—the destruction of his sect, the tragic deaths of his loved ones, and the flames of war across the continent—represented his deepest, most hidden anxieties.
But he quickly ruled out that possibility.
The reason is simple: the dream revealed an overwhelming amount of information, and it was far too detailed.
Besides the known threats, the Spirit Hall has also revealed a great deal of unknown threats!
The "Beichen Academy" that can cultivate young Titled Douluo!
That young man surnamed Dai who can succeed the Star Luo Emperor and also reach level ninety-nine!
There was even a new Heaven Dou Emperor he had never heard of, named "Xue Qingli"...
This information goes far beyond mere intimidation; it serves as a warning.
Just as he was feeling confused and hesitant, Sword Douluo Chen Xin beside him suddenly spoke:
"Fengzhi, could Rongrong's dream... be a premonition of something?"
These words were like a thunderclap, cleaving through the fog that Entanglement in Ning Fengzhi's mind.
Chen Xin continued, his gaze sweeping over Ning Rongrong's tear-reddened eyes, and said with a solemn expression:
"I have heard that some children with pure and innocent hearts and keen intuition, under very rare circumstances, will glimpse visions of the future in their dreams."
"In folk tradition, this is called... Precognitive Dream."
"In my opinion, whose heart in this world is purer and more transparent than Rongrong's?"
Although Bone Douluo Gu Rong, did not speak, his gloomy eyes revealed deep thought.
He was in charge of the sect's Shadow Guard and intelligence, and knew that there were countless extraordinary people and events on the continent. Sword Douluo said was not unfounded.
"Precognitive Dream ..." Ning Fengzhi a low voice. The tension he had felt earlier because he suspected it was a mental attack quietly transformed into a deeper, more solemn feeling.
If this is not an attack, but a warning... then the scene of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, the destruction of the sect and the death of its people in the dream is no longer an empty threat, but a sword of Damocles hanging over the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect School, a sword of Damocles that may fall upon the future!
Ning Fengzhi a deep breath, his eyes regaining their sharpness and clarity.
As someone in a position of authority, he deeply understands the weight of the phrase "planning ahead."
It's better to believe it exists than to believe it doesn't.
Whatever the origin of this dream, the information it contains is priceless.
He leaned down again, asking Ning Rongrong about the details of her dream in a gentler and more detailed manner:
The appearance of those fellow "Beichen Academy" members, their fighting style, the location of the war...
But it's already quite remarkable that six-year-old Ning Rongrong can remember these things. The details have long been blurred and confused. When asked, she could only repeatedly murmur things like "so much blood" and "Daddy, don't die."
Seeing this, Ning Fengzhi stopped asking questions and gently comforted Ning Rongrong with Jian and Gu for a long time until she tightly gripped his clothes and fell into a deep sleep, though she still trembled from time to time in her sleep.
Gently tucking the blanket around his daughter, Ning Fengzhi nodded slightly to the two Soul Saint disciples guarding his side, signaling them to be on high alert.
Then, he exchanged a glance with Chen Xin and Gu Rong, and the three of them quietly left Linglong Pavilion. With a few flashes, they arrived at the secret council hall in the core area of the sect, which was equipped with multiple soul guidance barriers and was absolutely soundproof.
The heavy stone door closed silently behind us, isolating us from the outside world.
"Uncle Jian, Uncle Gu," Ning Fengzhi didn't take a seat, but stood in front of the huge Douluo Continent map in the hall, his back to the two of them, and asked in his usual gentle voice:
What are your thoughts on this matter?
Chen Xin and Gu Rong exchanged a glance.
Chen Xin spoke first, saying in a deep voice, "Feng Zhi, I believe there are two urgent matters."
"First, thoroughly investigate the true strength of the Spirit Hall."
His eyes flashed with a cold light as he continued, "In Rongrong's dream, Bibi Dong had become an evil god, and she had many corrupted Titled Douluo serving under her."
"This is by no means unfounded."
The Spirit Hall has a history spanning a thousand years and is unfathomable. What we know about their hidden power is probably only the tip of the iceberg.
If the dream is real, their threat will far exceed our current assessment.
Gu Rong nodded, adding in a hoarse voice:
"The Spirit Hall has been making constant underhanded moves lately. Their covetousness of the Upper Three Sects is no secret. Rongrong's dream of her sect being destroyed is not unfounded."
Ning Fengzhi stared at the location of Spirit City on the map and slowly nodded.
"Secondly," Chen Xin continued, pointing to the map, "Is to investigate the ' Beichen Academy ' that Rongrong mentioned, and... those few 'Sequences'."
He paused, then continued, "We have never heard of an academy that can cultivate so many young Titled Douluo, some even reaching the level 99 peerless realm."
There are only two possibilities: either it is extremely well hidden, or...
"Especially those two," Bone Douluo Gu Rong, said, glancing towards the Star Luo Empire, "The one surnamed Tang, and the one surnamed Dai."
His surname is Tang, and he possesses extraordinary talent, making it easy for people to associate him with the Clear Sky Sect.
However, the Clear Sky Sect has been in seclusion for many years.
And those surnamed Dai will eventually become the rulers of the Star Luo Empire...
This deduction made the atmosphere in the sealed room even more tense.
It is well known that the competition within the Star Luo Imperial Family is brutal. Those who can stand out and reach level ninety-nine must possess terrifying character, strength, and even the power behind them.
If this person and the young man surnamed Tang are from the same school, then the influence of the "Beichen Academy" is enough to overturn the existing pattern of the continent.