Douluo: So You're the One Called the Theory Master? Part 6

"Just say it."

Seeing his disciple hesitate, Ning Fengzhi took the opportunity to speak.

"Lord Sect Master, word has come from the young master. He asks that you and the two Douluo Venerables go to the Extreme Research Institute."

The inner sect disciple quickly explained the situation.

"What does he want this time?"

Great Elder grew even more displeased upon hearing this.

Ning Fengzhi, however, caught onto something.

Under normal circumstances, that brat would directly state whatever he wanted. As long as he got it, that was enough.

For him to ask Ning Fengzhi to go in person... there had to be something important.

Perhaps there really had been results.

As he thought this, Ning Fengzhi's heartbeat quickened.

Part of it was excitement over the results, while the other part was relief that he could finally answer the others.

"Great Elder, I'll go take a look first. I'll explain the situation to you as soon as possible."

"We're going too."

Great Elder and the other man had no intention of accepting Ning Fengzhi's words.

Ning Fengzhi instinctively wanted to refuse, but after hesitating, he still nodded.

"Then Great Elder and Second Elder will come as well."

The other stewards had no part to play in this.

The group quickly set out and left the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

At a massive plaza within the Extreme Research Institute.

"How far have you pushed your limits?"

"1,192 years? Hahaha, I'm at 1,251 years, trash."

"What are you so smug about? I'm at 1,350 years."

"I heard the highest one is already at 1,820 years. That's ridiculous, like a monster."

"If I could have an 1,820-year first Spirit Ring, I'd be willing to become a Titled Douluo at a hundred!"

"You're dreaming. You want to live a long life and become a Titled Douluo too, huh?"

"Can the young master really get us thousand-year Spirit Beasts? There are so many of us."

"He definitely can. He's the young master."

A hundred people had been gathered together, chattering excitedly.

They had already received some news. This time, they were going to obtain Spirit Rings.

It would be a lie to say they had no complaints at all over the past two years, but the treatment here and the possible future ahead of them had made them stay.

The daily Spirit Beast meat and vast resources that had allowed them to grow were no lie.

Besides resources, what motivated them every day was the data the Research Institute provided: the theoretical upper limit for absorbing Spirit Rings increased every month.

It drove them mad with anticipation, making them yearn for the day they would absorb thousand-year Spirit Rings.

Still, they were somewhat worried. With so many people, could everyone truly obtain a limit-breaking Spirit Ring?

"Quiet."

Although the hundred people had been discussing things noisily, they stood in orderly ranks like soldiers in an army.

When Ning Qinghe arrived, they fell silent even faster.

He did not waste any time.

"I trust you all know what we are doing this time?"

"Absorbing Spirit Rings at the limit naturally carries a certain degree of danger. That is why I invited Grandpa Sword and Grandpa Gu here. If anything goes wrong, they can interrupt the absorption. There definitely won't be any danger to your lives, but there will certainly be an effect on your martial souls."

"You have all been informed of the theoretical limits. Later, tell me how many years of Spirit Ring you wish to absorb, and I will do my best to find one for you."

"Also, if anyone does not wish to absorb a Spirit Ring at this time and wants to continue improving instead, you may withdraw and wait for the next opportunity."

Standing before them, Ning Qinghe's eight-year-old figure nevertheless inspired no one to underestimate him.

They knew that they were able to stand here because of the child before them.

Moreover, by entering this place, they had basically sold themselves to him. Unless someone from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect intervened, their lives and deaths were entirely in his hands.

After hearing Ning Qinghe's words, quite a few people looked at one another, but no one stepped forward to voice an objection. They had long since made their preparations.

After Ning Qinghe finished his speech, several figures descended rapidly from the sky onto the plaza.

Upon recognizing Ning Fengzhi and the others, the guard squad quickly withdrew.

It was a false alarm.

Ning Qinghe looked at them and noticed the two additional elders. There were more people than expected, but he could roughly guess what had happened.

"Father, Grandpa Sword, Bone Grandpa, Great Elder, Second Elder."

He quickly greeted them. Ning Qinghe's manner was humble and refined.

"Qinghe."

"Kid."

"Brat."

Ning Fengzhi and the other two greeted Ning Qinghe after landing.

Great Elder and Second Elder, however, were in rather foul moods.

Their gazes did not merely assess him; they also swept over the hundred people present.

A hundred Soul Masters with level ten Soul Power would normally not catch the attention of Titled Douluo or the sect masters of the Upper Three Sects.

But the situation was different now. If everything was correct, these were a hundred Soul Masters who would absorb thousand-year Spirit Rings.

Even their Spirit Rings at level twenty would begin at the thousand-year level in the future.

If word got out, it would certainly cause quite a stir.

"Little Qinghe, you aren't asking for something again, are you?"

"Do you know how many people the resources you've spent over the past two years could have raised?"

After looking over the group, Great Elder finally fixed his gaze on Ning Qinghe. His expression looked as though he wanted to devour him.

He used to be such a kindly old man.

Seeing that look, Ning Qinghe recalled how this old man had always praised him before.

He still put on a somewhat ingratiating smile.

"Great Elder..."

Without hesitating for long, he chose to share some of the results.

Otherwise, his father might truly be unable to hold out any longer.

"I trust you are aware of some of the things I proposed before."

"I invited you here this time to verify the results together."

Though he had not invited them in the first place, and he was not foolish enough to say so.

At any rate, he was not asking for anything this time.

"Verify the results?"

"Your previous theory—that these people can absorb thousand-year Spirit Rings?"

Those words made Second Elder breathe a sigh of relief.

He looked curiously at the group.

Among them, he even spotted his descendant, Ning Yishan.

He was already twenty years old. He was also one of the people Ning Qinghe had asked for two years ago, and a descendant of Second Elder.

However, Ning Yishan had no talent and a poor temperament, so Second Elder had never paid him much attention. He only knew that Ning Fengzhi had taken him away.

A twenty-year-old level ten Soul Master truly was trash.

Hearing this, Great Elder also reined in his hostile gaze somewhat. As long as Ning Qinghe was not asking for resources, it was fine.

"That's right. Everyone here can absorb thousand-year Spirit Rings."

Looking at the expectant elders beside him and meeting their gazes, Ning Qinghe revealed a confident smile.