Yu Xiaogang: Who is the Seventh Elder you want me to find?

At the same time, Yu Xiaogang had searched Suotuo City for a long time, finally obtaining a lead on his target from the Mysterious Information Network—

The Number Seven Token was, in fact, the token of the Seventh Elder of the Holy Spirit Sect.

The moment he learned this information, he felt somewhat crushed.

As a quasi-elder, his understanding of elder-level figures was still too shallow, to the point that he did not even know that all elder-level figures possessed an Elder Token.

The Seventh and Eighth Elders—the numbers were only one digit apart. Since Yu Xiaogang himself did not have an Elder Token, he naturally had not considered that the Seventh Elder would have one.

"So, the first clue to improving my Martial Soul, finding the holder of the Number Seven Token, is practically the same thing as becoming the Seventh Elder of the Holy Spirit Sect?" Yu Xiaogang muttered. Thinking of how he had previously missed the chance to enter the location of the Third Saintess Ritual, he walked over to a wall and leaned against it.

The Seventh Elder was inside, the Number Seven Token was inside, a great achievement was inside, the opportunity to become the Seventh Elder was inside...

And all of these, he had missed.

He had never once considered the possibility that the Seventh Elder could have come out alive.

There were not many Titled Douluo on the continent. As the Seventh Elder, his status in the Holy Spirit Sect was not particularly high, so it was unlikely he was a Titled Douluo, but Gu Rong was.

Since Gu Rong had gone in, the Third Saintess Ritual was absolutely ruined, the Seventh Elder was gone, and his chance to evolve his Martial Soul was also gone... or was it?

Yu Xiaogang's brow suddenly smoothed out.

No.

If the Seventh Elder was dead, then wouldn't he be the new Seventh Elder?

The Eighth Elder was the first in line for succession!

Yu Xiaogang perked up and straightened his clothes. He felt that becoming the Seventh Elder was only a matter of time and could be set aside for now. For the moment, he should go see his good disciple, Tang San.

With this in mind, he found the direction toward Shrek Academy and took a step forward.

Just then! A familiar black figure appeared in his field of vision.

He turned his head to look; it was Ning Rongrong, and she was accompanied by three people... Hmm?

Why were there three people? And why had she changed her clothes?

Ning Fengzhi, Gu Rong, and who was that young girl? Was she a friend?

Yu Xiaogang was in a fairly good mood and didn't think too much of it; after all, these things were still within his range of acceptance, so he took another step.

It was morning, and a breeze brushed against Yu Xiaogang's skin, making him feel exceptionally refreshed.

The breeze also stirred Ning Rongrong's short skirt. That skirt seemed to have a magical quality, drawing Yu Xiaogang's gaze—

But lechery was not the main reason; what truly piqued Yu Xiaogang's interest was the vaguely visible black token.

On the black token, there was a faint character: "Seven."

"Is the sect token of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect like that?"

Yu Xiaogang fell into deep thought. In his impression, it was not.

Moreover, his eyesight could not be considered very good; at that distance, he should not have been able to see it clearly...

It was the Seventh Elder's token!

Yu Xiaogang's eyes widened. He stopped in his tracks, staring fixedly at the spot on Ning Rongrong's skirt where the token hung.

Seeing the token again, Yu Xiaogang retreated a few steps in shock.

There was no mistake; that familiar power was the unique aura of the Holy Spirit Sect.

That token was the Seventh Elder's token!

Connecting this to his experience searching for a method of Martial Soul Evolution, countless thoughts flashed through Yu Xiaogang's mind, but in the end, they were all deleted until only one remained—

Ning Rongrong was the Seventh Elder of the Holy Spirit Sect all along. She sought out Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong to ensure the completion of the Third Saintess Ritual, thereby elevating her own position within the sect, and that fourth person was the Saintess born from the Third Saintess Ritual!

Yu Xiaogang was convinced by his own reasoning. Even though there were many illogical aspects to this idea, he could not think of a better explanation.

He stood where he was, trembling, and murmured, "I never expected that the person I was looking for would find me the moment I stepped into Suotuo City. Is this a hint for me?"

He broke out in a cold sweat.

"Master... Rongrong, there's a pervert over there staring at you."

Zhao Xiaoya noticed Yu Xiaogang's gaze, tapped Ning Rongrong on the shoulder, and pointed in Yu Xiaogang's direction.

Ning Rongrong turned her head and sized the man up.

Although he was currently trying his best to act like a passerby, he was certainly no mere bystander.

On Lu Ma's game interface, the words "Yu Xiaogang, Level 29" were clearly displayed above his head.

Furthermore, there was one thing Lu Ma was more concerned about: Yu Xiaogang's identity.

The identity given in the game was "Holy Spirit Sect (Quasi) Eighth Elder."

"Interesting," Ning Rongrong said softly.

"Rongrong, what did you say?" Zhao Xiaoya hadn't heard clearly.

However, Yu Xiaogang could read lips. He had happened to sneak a glance and then analyzed what Ning Rongrong had just said.

This was another hint. If their previous passing by had been a coincidence, then now he was certain that the other party knew his identity.

Yu Xiaogang turned around, about to step forward and ask for the method of Martial Soul Evolution, but he froze once more.

Although Ning Rongrong didn't react, Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong had already cast glares at him that could kill.

This was clearly a signal not to let him pass.

It was so hot today.

Yu Xiaogang wiped the sweat from his face and walked quickly in the direction of Shrek Academy.

It wasn't as if he absolutely had to contact the Seventh Elder; there would be plenty of opportunities in the future. For now, it was better to get away from this place of trouble as soon as possible.

After Yu Xiaogang had walked far away, the four people who had reached the inn came to a halt.

Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong looked at Ning Rongrong, then at Zhao Xiaoya, their eyes filled with worry.

"Rongrong, Bone and I have been away from the sect for too long; it is time we returned. Do you want to... come with us?"

Ning Rongrong thought for a moment, then shook her head: "No need, there are still matters to attend to at Shrek Academy."

"Then I will have Sword come to protect you," Ning Fengzhi said.

"The sect is more important... Besides, now that the Saintess Ritual is over, I will be quite safe for the time being. You don't need to worry."

Ning Rongrong said with a smile.

"But..."

Ning Fengzhi wanted to say more, but Gu Rong patted him on the shoulder: "Fengzhi, Rongrong is right. After what happened, there must be many things to handle within the sect. We also need to compile intelligence regarding Martial Soul Hall, and we must get to the bottom of the identity of that mole."

Ning Fengzhi finally nodded in relief, remarked that "Rongrong has grown sensible," and parted ways with her.

As for Zhao Xiaoya, Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong took her back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect for reformative education.

And so, Ning Rongrong was left alone once again.

Ning Rongrong waved her hand, watching the three of them depart.

Only when they had completely vanished from her sight did she turn her head to look at the Light Blue Figure beside her.

Lu Ma had only seen her when he first entered the game. At the time, he wasn't familiar with the game's functions and the influx of information was too overwhelming, so he hadn't paid attention to her details. Only now did he clearly see the information for this person.

Huo Shengsheng, Level 39 Soul Ancestor, a "person-in-charge" of the Holy Spirit Sect.