Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect Intervenes

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, main council hall.

Ning Fengzhi tapped his slender fingers lightly against the tabletop, his brows furrowed as he listened to the urgent report from his subordinate.

His face, usually as gentle as jade, was now shrouded in a layer of gravity.

"Sect Master, urgent report! Martial Soul Hall is making large-scale, unusual movements! Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo Gui Mei are each leading a team of elite spirit masters, advancing at full speed toward Heaven Dou City!"

"The specific objective is unknown, but their movements are extremely rapid and covert. Had our scouts along the route not been vigilant, it would have been nearly impossible to detect them!" A Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect spirit master responsible for intelligence knelt on one knee, reporting with rapid-fire speed.

"Heading toward Heaven Dou City?" A sharp glint flashed in Ning Fengzhi's eyes as he instantly connected the dots to various possibilities.

Heaven Dou City had just experienced the major upheaval of a prince and a prince consort being killed, and Poison Douluo fleeing in a severely wounded state; the situation was already highly sensitive.

With Martial Soul Hall committing its elites now, their target pointed directly at Heaven Dou City... A name flashed through his mind like lightning—Holy Wing King, Yu!

"That's it! Martial Soul Hall must have confirmed the existence and value of that spirit beast through some channel, and perhaps they even know of the deeds it committed in Heaven Dou City. Now, they are moving to act!" Ning Fengzhi instantly cleared up the sequence of events.

Bibi Dong would never let go of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast that possessed immense strength and top-tier spirit rings and spirit bones, especially after it had shown hostility toward the Heaven Dou imperial family. Martial Soul Hall was even more likely to strike under the banner of "ridding the empire of a pest," killing two birds with one stone.

"Martial Soul Hall's target is definitely 'Yu'!" Ning Fengzhi made his judgment with ironclad certainty.

He immediately looked toward Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong, who were standing by. "Uncle Gu, Uncle Chen!"

"Fengzhi, speak," Chen Xin said, his voice as cold and sharp as a drawn blade.

"Hmph, those guys from Martial Soul Hall sure have sensitive noses!" Gu Rong snorted coldly, his eyes filled with impatience and disgust for Martial Soul Hall.

"Martial Soul Hall's current operation is likely targeting the spirit beast that once traded with us, the Holy Wing King, Yu," Ning Fengzhi said, his speech quickening.

"One of the conditions for the trade it proposed was that we provide interference if Martial Soul Hall ever moved against it. Now, it is time to fulfill that promise."

Gu Rong raised a brow, recalling the frustration of failing to capture Xiao Yu and the lingering pain from that bone-claw strike. He grunted, "Tsk, that beast is getting off easy! But, since we promised, we must do it. How are we to interfere?"

"The main force of Martial Soul Hall is led by Yue Guan and Gui Mei; they are the core of this operation," Ning Fengzhi said, his thoughts clear.

"We need to prevent their operation from proceeding smoothly, or at least delay them and create chaos. However, a direct conflict with the main Martial Soul Hall army is not a wise move, nor does it serve our interests. Therefore..."

Ning Fengzhi turned his gaze to Chen Xin and Gu Rong with unquestionable resolve: "Uncle Gu, Uncle Chen, I must trouble you both to make a trip! Intercept Yue Guan and Gui Mei! You don't need to kill them, just hold them back temporarily."

"The commotion can be large, but try to keep it within a range we can manage. Remember, our goal is only to disrupt their operation."

Chen Xin nodded slightly, the sword intent around his body hidden but enough to make the temperature in the hall plummet: "Understood. Yue Guan and Gui Mei—two juniors under level 95. Holding them back for a while won't be difficult."

"Hehe, just in time to loosen my joints!" Gu Rong grinned, a flash of battle-lust in his eyes. The frustration from when Xiao Yu had used the situation to escape seemed to have found an outlet. "I'd like to see how much weight Chrysanthemum Guan and that old ghost have put on over the years!"

"I leave it to you two uncles! Be careful! Martial Soul Hall surely has a backup plan for this trip. If the situation becomes impossible, withdraw immediately; do not get bogged down in the fight!" Ning Fengzhi warned solemnly.

He knew well that Bibi Dong was determined to obtain that Hundred-Thousand-Year spirit ring and spirit bone. If Yue Guan and Gui Mei were blocked, stronger forces would inevitably intervene, perhaps even Bibi Dong herself.

But for now, he only needed to fulfill his promise to Xiao Yu and delay this first and most direct threat.

"Rest assured," Chen Xin said, concise and to the point.

"Leave it to us!" Before Gu Rong's voice had even faded, his figure had already blurred. Together with Chen Xin, they vanished from the hall like two invisible gusts of wind.

Ning Fengzhi watched the direction in which they had disappeared and let out a soft sigh, but the worry between his brows did not dissipate.

"Martial Soul Hall has already moved, and Uncle Gu and Uncle Chen have gone to interfere... Yu, this is all I can do for now. I hope you can survive this calamity... Or perhaps, you had already foreseen this and are prepared?"

Ning Fengzhi muttered to himself, his wariness toward that incredibly intelligent spirit beast deepening.

As for where exactly Xiao Yu was hiding? At this moment, neither the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect nor the Martial Soul Hall elites rushing toward Heaven Dou City knew.

Above a remote valley on the border of the Heaven Dou Empire.

Two figures were flying through the air at high speed; they were none other than Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo Gui Mei, who had been ordered by the Pope to search for traces of Xiao Yu in the Heaven Dou City region.

Not far behind them, two teams of elite Martial Soul Hall spirit masters were also keeping up at high speed.

Yue Guan was dressed in ornate robes, appearing relaxed, yet his eyes were as sharp as a hawk's, constantly scanning the vast mountains, forests, and towns below.

Gui Mei was shrouded in a layer of faint black mist, his aura cold and flickering like a true phantom.

"Old Ghost, why do you think His Holiness the Pope is so urgent? Although that Hundred-Thousand-Year spirit beast is troublesome, it shouldn't require both of us to be dispatched, right?" Yue Guan asked in his characteristic feminine voice while searching.

Gui Mei's voice sounded as if it came from the netherworld, carrying a metallic, raspy friction: "Can you or I fathom the thoughts of Her Holiness? The deaths of Xue Beng and Xue Xing, and the severe wounding of Dugu Bo—that spirit beast's power is not to be underestimated."

Yue Guan nodded slightly, about to speak again, when suddenly, he and Gui Mei both had their expressions change drastically!

A sharp, peerless sword intent that seemed capable of severing everything, along with a massive, mountain-like aura that carried the fluctuations of spatial distortion, erupted without warning in front of them. Like two invisible mountains, they arrogantly blocked their path!

The space ahead seemed to be imprisoned by an invisible force; even the wind came to a standstill!

"Who goes there?!" Yue Guan shouted sharply. The Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum in his hand instantly burst into light, and nine spirit rings rose up—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black! Powerful spirit power fluctuations surged outward.

Gui Mei's figure solidified rapidly within the black mist, and his own nine perfectly matched spirit rings appeared. A cold, chilling aura spread like a tide, attempting to resist the sudden, terrifying pressure.

However, when their eyes pierced through the light of the spirit power and saw the two figures standing in the air before them, their pupils shrank to the size of pinpricks!