Entering Heaven Dou Royal Academy

"What?"

Yu Luomian couldn't quite believe his ears.

He, Yu Luomian, was from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, one of the Upper Three Sects alongside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

The Upper Three Sects were like family, always helping each other in times of need. (Clear Sky Sect: ?)

How could Ning Fengzhi say such a thing?

"Sect Master Ning, you're not joking, are you?"

He asked again, ensuring he hadn't misheard.

Ning Fengzhi's next reply left Yu Luomian utterly disheartened.

Ning Fengzhi's expression was solemn and calm, showing no hint of deception.

"Yu Luomian, if it were any other matter, I might have done my utmost to help you. But this incident today crosses a moral line. My Rongrong dislikes it."

At this point, Chen Xin couldn't stand it any longer and interjected.

"Yu Luomian, go back and tell your master that our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will not interfere in this matter."

Chen Xin's tone was decisive, leaving no room for negotiation.

Within the entire Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, no one doted on Ning Rongrong more than Chen Xin and Gu Rong.

Their affection for Ning Rongrong was practically unconditional.

In their eyes, if this could happen to Shui Bing'er, it could just as easily happen to Ning Rongrong.

They absolutely could not allow Yu Luomian to set such a precedent.

Yu Luomian's face was ashen, and his body involuntarily leaned back slightly.

He had never imagined that such a situation would unfold today.

Merely because Ning Rongrong disliked it, Ning Fengzhi and the others had unhesitatingly sided with Ye Shuyuan and Dugu Bo.

Now, not only had they failed to gain the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's assistance, but they had also indirectly offended them.

Yu Luomian no longer had the face to linger.

"Since that is the case, I shall take my leave."

Yu Luomian turned and left, his dejected figure evident even from his back.

Ye Qingzhou, Ning Rongrong, Ye Shuyuan, Dugu Bo, and Ning Fengzhi remained silent, watching Yu Luomian depart.

Only when Yu Luomian's figure had completely disappeared from the entrance of the Seven Treasure Main Hall did Ye Shuyuan break the silence. "Sect Master Ning, do you have anything else to say?"

Ye Shuyuan smiled faintly, his smile as pleasant as ever, exerting no pressure.

"I do have a few words I'd like to discuss privately with Doctor Your Excellency and Pavilion Master Luo Feng."

Ye Shuyuan and Luo Feng exchanged a glance, and after a moment, Ye Shuyuan nodded. "Very well, Sect Master Ning, please lead the way."

Ning Fengzhi nodded, then looked at Gu Rong and said gently, "Uncle Bone, please take Rongrong, Ye Qingzhou, and His Excellency Poison around."

Gu Rong nodded, took Ning Rongrong's small hand, and gestured to Ye Qingzhou and Dugu Bo. "Follow me."

Ye Qingzhou and Dugu Bo followed behind Gu Rong and Ning Rongrong, exiting the Seven Treasure Main Hall.

Watching Gu Rong lead Ning Rongrong and Ye Qingzhou away, Ning Fengzhi turned to Ye Shuyuan and Luo Feng, making a "please" gesture.

"Gentlemen, this way please."

Evening.

At the entrance of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Fengzhi, accompanied by Ning Rongrong, Sword Douluo Chen Xin, and Bone Douluo Gu Rong, personally saw Ye Qingzhou and his group off.

Only when their figures were no longer visible did Gu Rong lean closer to Ning Fengzhi and lower his voice.

"Fengzhi, should we..."

He gestured with his eyes towards Ning Fengzhi, who shook his head.

"Stop, some things cannot be said. Uncle Bone, you need to change your habit."

"We should try our best to win over geniuses."

"And as for the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, we have offended them today. But as long as we can secure the support of the two Titled Douluo, Ye Shuyuan and Dugu Bo, we need not worry."

Ye Family Clinic.

Night had fallen deep, and the study in Ye Shuyuan's residence was brightly lit.

Ye Qingzhou sat in a chair, holding a cup of warm milk, but he didn't drink it, instead watching the steam rise before his eyes.

Ye Shuyuan sat opposite Ye Qingzhou, blew on his teacup, and slowly savored the fresh, high-quality tea Luo Feng had brought from the Martial Soul Hall.

He took a sip of tea, still savoring the taste.

"Xiao Zhou, what are your thoughts on Ning Rongrong?"

Just as Ye Qingzhou was about to take a sip of the milk before him, he stopped his movement upon hearing Ye Shuyuan's question.

"I don't have any particular thoughts. Ning Rongrong's personality doesn't mesh with mine."

"Grandfather, that old fox Ning Fengzhi didn't call you all over just to discuss the marriage between me and Ning Rongrong, did he?"

Ye Shuyuan looked at Ye Qingzhou, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly: "Correct. As expected of my grandson, you catch on instantly."

Luo Feng, who had been standing beside the grandfather and grandson the entire time, interjected: "My father and I gave them the answer that we would have to ask for your opinion first."

"I will relay your response to Ning Fengzhi in due time," Ye Shuyuan said, mirroring Ye Qingzhou's sentiment.

He did not find Ning Rongrong particularly likable either.

Truly, his grandson was simply more mature than other children.

Ye Shuyuan suddenly spoke up: "Right, Xiaozhou, tomorrow happens to be the start of the term at Heaven Dou Royal Academy. It is time for you to go to the academy to study."

Hearing this, Ye Qingzhou hurriedly refused:

"Grandfather, let's forget about that. Enrolling now is a bit too early for me."

"Everyone else enters Heaven Dou Royal Academy at eleven or twelve years old. Wouldn't I, at nine, be completely out of place?"

Hearing Ye Qingzhou's concerns, Ye Shuyuan burst into laughter.

"You don't need to worry about that, and staying at home all the time isn't a long-term solution."

"Why not go to the academy and study alongside your sister?"

"I will arrange for you to enter their reserve Imperial Fighting Team directly."

"With your talent and our connections, it is more than enough."

Seeing that he could not push the matter off any longer, Ye Qingzhou had no choice but to reluctantly agree.

The next day.

Heaven Dou Royal Academy, Education Committee Office.

Zhilin gripped Ye Shuyuan's hands in excitement:

"I understand. Since it is the request of the Medical Saint, I have no right to refuse."

Watching the agitated Zhilin, Meng Shenji remarked: "Zhilin, that line should have been mine to say..."

However, Zhilin did not take Meng Shenji's words to heart.

Ye Shuyuan smiled calmly: "With the three of you giving your word, I can rest easy."

"Then I will leave him in your care."

For the second time—this was already the second time—Zhilin looked at Ye Shuyuan with eyes full of admiration:

"Not at all, not at all. This is only what we ought to do."

"The last time the Medical Saint visited us was for the sake of Miss Ye."

"I wonder, when might the Medical Saint have some free time?"

Ye Shuyuan looked at the intensely reactive Zhilin and said: "Just come to the Ye Family Clinic to find me next Sunday."

He lowered his head to look at Ye Qingzhou and said: "Xiaozhou, from here on, follow Zhilin and the others."