Azure Luan Withdraws

These words elicited various reactions from those present.

Ning Fengzhi's pupils contracted slightly, but his expression remained unchanged.

He and Bone Douluo Gu Rong, quickly exchanged a glance.

Ever since Ning Rongrong had that bizarre dream two years ago, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect School has been secretly on guard against the Spirit Hall's every move.

At this moment, there were three Titled Douluo from the Spirit Hall present.

The Soul Power aura emanating from this Azure Luan Douluo was as high as level ninety-seven!

What's even more frightening is that this person had never shown any fame on the mainland before!

This shows that the hidden strength of the Spirit Hall is far more unfathomable than it appears on the surface.

Moreover, this indirectly confirms the authenticity of Rongrong's dream.

Ning Fengzhi's thoughts raced, and he thought of the identity that Fu Shiyan had mentioned earlier.

"The Beichen Fu Clan".

He had never heard of this name before, but the name "Beichen" reminded him of a place that Ning Rongrong repeatedly dreamed of— Beichen Academy.

Is there any connection between the "Beichen Fu Clan" and the "Beichen Academy"?

However, the Upper Three Sects all of the same lineage.

Although they each have their own plans in secret, the Spirit Hall is now powerful, and it is the right time for the Upper Three Sects to unite and resist it.

Therefore, he naturally wouldn't stand idly by and watch the Spirit Hall kill Tang Hao.

Thinking of this, he gave Bone Douluo a wink, and Bone Douluo nodded slightly.

Through a brief exchange of glances, they made their decision: if the Spirit Hall were to truly take action against Tang Hao, they could not stand idly by.

On the other side--

Upon hearing Azure Luan Douluo's words, both Chi Xue Douluo and Snake Lance Douluo turned their gazes to Tang Hao on the courtyard wall.

The two leaned forward slightly, their Soul Power surging subtly around them, clearly ready to make their move.

Qian Renxue needs no further introduction.

She looked at the gray-robed figure, a cold killing intent flashing in her eyes.

Tang Hao – the murderer who killed Pope Qian Xunji, and her father's killer.

If she could capture this person at this moment, she certainly wouldn't let the opportunity slip by.

Tang Hao stood on the courtyard wall, coldly staring at Azure Luan Douluo.

He knew in his heart that if a fight really broke out today, he would probably be in grave danger.

His opponent was a level 97 Titled Douluo, with two other Level 90 or higher Titled Douluo flanking him, while he was all alone.

As his Soul Power surged within him, he prepared to flee.

Although he felt that Fu Shiyan Fu Shiyan wouldn't stand idly by, he didn't want to reveal his relationship with her.

After all, his identity is far too sensitive. Getting involved with someone like him would only be detrimental to Fu Shiyan, especially since Fu Shiyan is Tang San 'Xiao San master. If the mistress were implicated because of him...

Tang Hao gritted his teeth, took a slight step back, and subtly exerted force with his feet.

He would leave the moment the enemy made a move, even if it meant serious injury, to break through the encirclement.

Behind the door, in the small courtyard.

Tang San saw this scene through the crack in the door, and his breathing suddenly became rapid.

From the moment Tang Hao appeared, he couldn't contain his urge to rush out.

He had so many questions to ask, so many things to verify—his mother's story, what happened back then, and the truths he'd witnessed in the Simulation...

But he trusted his master more.

He knew that with his current strength, rushing out would only cause trouble.

So he could only grit his teeth and forcefully suppress his trembling body.

Xiao Wu stood beside him, her small hand gently holding his wrist, silently conveying comfort.

Oscar, Ma Hongjun, and Mo Xuan all held their breath, watching the situation in the courtyard with bated breath.

Fu Zhi stood behind the children, gently placing one hand on Tang San's shoulder.

Her expression was calm, but the warmth from her palm calmed Tang San's wildly beating heart a little.

She understood Tang San's feelings, but Young Master hadn't given the order, she wouldn't let those children step out of the room.

In the courtyard.

Just as tensions were about to rise—

Fu Shiyan moved.

He simply took a step forward, standing between Azure Luan Douluo and Tang Hao, calmly looking at Azure Luan Douluo, and slowly spoke:

"This request cannot be agreed to by Mr. Fu."

Upon hearing this, Azure Luan Douluo raised an eyebrow slightly.

Fu Shiyan glanced at Tang Hao, then looked back and explained in a calm tone:

"Tang Hao once did Fu a favor. Now that Fu is here, I cannot stand by and watch him get into trouble."

He paused, then looked at Azure Luan Douluo:

"Your Majesty, Azure Luan, please grant me this favor."

These words were spoken neither servilely nor arrogantly, yet they gave the other party ample room to save face.

The Azure Luan Douluo stared at him for a moment, then glanced at Tang Hao behind him, and finally... nodded slightly.

"Since Your His Excellency Tianqing has spoken, I will naturally grant you this courtesy."

He glanced at Tang Hao resentfully, but didn't say anything more.

He knew perfectly well that with Fu Shiyan present today, he had no chance of harming Tang Hao.

Rather than escalating the conflict, it was better to stop now. Moreover, he was eager to return to the Worship Hall and inform Qian Daoliu of the information he had regarding the other party.

He cupped his hands in a respectful gesture towards Fu Shiyan, his tone becoming more polite:

"I apologize for disturbing you today, Your His Excellency Tianqing. Farewell."

After saying that, he turned to look at Qian Renxue and gave her a wink.

Qian Renxue followed behind, took a few steps, then suddenly turned around and gave Fu Shiyan a deep look.

That one glance was filled with complex emotions that defied description.

There was resentment, doubt, and a hint of indescribable emotion...

She didn't speak, but gave Fu Shiyan a deep look before turning around and leaving with Azure Luan Douluo.

Snake Lance Douluo and Chi Xue Douluo followed closely behind.

Several streaks of light flashed across the sky and disappeared into the morning light in an instant.

The atmosphere in the courtyard finally relaxed.

Tang Hao jumped down from the courtyard wall, looked at Fu Shiyan, opened his mouth, but ultimately only said in a deep voice:

"Brother Fu... thank you."

Fu Shiyan shook her head slightly, without saying anything more.

At this moment, Ning Fengzhi stepped forward with a polite smile.

He cupped his hands in a respectful gesture to Fu Shiyan and said sincerely:

"Your His Excellency Tianqing is indeed a man of great loyalty and righteousness; I admire you greatly."

He paused, then continued:

"I wonder what kind of power the ' Beichen Fu Clan ' that Your Majesty speaks of is?"

"Having traveled the mainland for many years, I have never heard of this before; I am truly ignorant. If I have been impolite in any way, I hope Your Majesty will forgive me."

Fu Shiyan glanced at him, a faint smile curving her lips, and said softly:

"The Beichen Fu Clan has been living in seclusion for many years, so it's not unusual that Sect Master Ning has never heard of them."

Ning Fengzhi nodded and continued their conversation.

His words carried a subtle hint of probing, yet he maintained just the right amount of politeness.

At the same time, Bone Douluo Gu Rong, also walked towards Tang Hao.

He stopped beside Tang Hao and spoke casually:

"Tang Hao, it's been many years. How have you been?"

Tang Hao glanced at him and nodded slightly in response.

However, both of their gazes fell on Ning Fengzhi and Fu Shiyan, watching the progress of their conversation.

"Having lived in seclusion for many years..." Ning Fengzhi nodded thoughtfully, then asked with a smile, "I wonder what Your His Excellency Tianqing this trip out of seclusion?"

Fu Shiyan picked up her teacup, took a sip, and said calmly:

"I do have an idea."

He paused, then said, seemingly unintentionally:

"Fu plans to establish an academy and take on some disciples."

Ning Fengzhi's eyes lit up slightly, and he pressed on with the question:

"Oh? I wonder where this academy is planned to be built? Does it have a name?"

Fu Shiyan looked at him and slowly uttered a few words:

"Beichen Academy"

Upon hearing this, Ning Fengzhi's pupils suddenly contracted.