Ning Fengzhi's Decision

From beginning to end, Ning Fengzhi never invited Ling Yun to join the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Ling Yun was not like the ordinary soul masters on the Douluo Continent who held a filtered, idealized view of the sect.

He would not feel honored to join the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect; there was no worship in his eyes, nor was there any sense of awe!

Ning Fengzhi understood this perfectly.

The divine power of the God of Destruction and the Goddess of Life was far too vast; Ling Yun's background stood far above his Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

In Ning Fengzhi's view, asking Ling Yun to join the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would be as unrealistic as asking the Holy Son or Holy Maiden of the Martial Soul Hall to join the Lower Four Sects.

What he never expected was that Ling Yun might actually come from the legendary God Realm.

Rumors regarding gods had never ceased on the Douluo Continent.

The Martial Soul Hall held the Angel God as its faith. Although not every city's Martial Soul Hall had an angel statue, even the lowest-level Martial Soul Branch Hall would contain angel murals or carvings.

Ning Fengzhi had visited Martial Soul City, where a ten-meter-tall angel statue stood as the most prominent symbol of the Martial Soul Hall.

It seemed now that the Angel God was perhaps more than just a spiritual symbol; it was highly likely that she truly existed, perhaps residing within the God Realm.

The power Ling Yun displayed at the end had surpassed his understanding of soul masters. If nothing else, he was a god existing in legend.

Ning Fengzhi was a man of great foresight, and the power of a god made his heart feel incredibly heavy.

In recent years, the Douluo Continent had been too calm—far calmer than when he was young. He had already sensed subtle clues, and these scattered pieces of information all pointed to one result: beneath this tranquility, a world-shaking upheaval was brewing.

The power Ling Yun revealed indicated that a god had placed a piece on the board of the Douluo Continent in this era.

This was not good news for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Having felt the power of a god, he felt a momentary sense of helplessness.

He only hoped that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect could endure.

He decided to foster a good relationship with Ling Yun; if necessary, it would not be out of the question for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to provide full support to Ling Yun.

During their chat, he worked hard to create a pleasant atmosphere, steering the conversation toward daily life and personal interests.

The effect was obvious. When Ling Yun called him "Uncle Ning," it shifted from a polite formality to a natural expression.

Outside the conference room, Qian Renxue, Meng Shenji, and the others kept their eyes fixed on the three of them, their gazes filled with curiosity.

No matter how they looked at it, Ling Yun did not seem like someone who had joined the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect; otherwise, he should have been walking behind Ning Fengzhi.

Ning Fengzhi even intentionally or unintentionally walked side-by-side with Ling Yun, or even a step behind, a development they could not fathom.

Qian Renxue was the first to speak, "Teacher, you finished your talk so quickly!"

Ning Fengzhi nodded in response, "There wasn't anything urgent, just a heart-to-heart! Naturally, it didn't take much time."

"Xiao Yun, I almost forgot. This gold card is a welcoming gift from your uncle!"

Ling Yun did not decline and accepted the gold card with both hands. He had intercepted the angel investor who was originally meant for Tang San.

"Many thanks, Uncle Ning!"

"Since Uncle Ning has given such a generous gift, I cannot offer nothing in return. This is for you; consider it a small token of my appreciation."

Ling Yun handed Ning Fengzhi a jade box, which Ning Fengzhi accepted with a smile and tucked into his storage soul tool.

"Uncle thanks you for the gift as well."

"Cultivate well and strive to become a Titled Douluo as soon as possible! As for the disturbances in the outside world, Uncle will help you."

"Your talent has attracted the attention of too many factions, myself included. We all came to probe the secrets within. Heavenly treasures are rare and hard to find; your process cannot be replicated!"

"As the saying goes, one doesn't fear a thief stealing, but a thief coveting. Your background should not be shown to others. Some brainless powerhouses and desperate criminals will not care about such things; they might even become more frantic."

"If anyone comes to the academy to find you, show them the token I gave you, as well as the sword Sword Douluo gave you. That will help you resolve most troubles."

"Be careful yourself!"

"Many thanks for the reminder, Uncle Ning. I will be careful."

After Ning Fengzhi finished admonishing Ling Yun, he turned his gaze to Qian Renxue and asked, "Qinghe, is there anything else you need to inspect?"

"No! The issues existing in the academy have already been discussed with the three education committee members, and the situation they reported has been recorded."

"We can head back now!"

After Qian Renxue finished speaking, her gaze fell on Ling Yun, "Student Ling Yun, you lack neither opportunity nor talent. I hope you cultivate diligently and turn that opportunity and talent into strength as soon as possible."

"The Empire values geniuses, but it values powerhouses even more."

Qian Renxue did not say anything to Ling Yun privately. Whether it was the secret of his martial soul or his background, she did not intend to ask now; she would wait until her grandfather arrived.

After a few words of advice, Ling Yun was dismissed!

Ling Yun was happy to be off the hook and quickly left to return to his dormitory.

Yu Tianheng, Shi Mo, and Shi Mo had already returned and were staring at Ling Yun with curiosity, trying to see if they could find anything unusual on his face.

"I saw Sword Douluo give you a small sword and call you to the committee office. Was it to take you as his disciple? Did you apprentice under him?"

"Tell us quickly!"

"Go away, your big face is almost pressed against mine!" Ling Yun pushed away Yu Tianheng's face, speaking with disdain.

"I didn't apprentice!"

After polishing the sequence of events, Ling Yun said, "Sect Master Ning was curious about the secret of how I became stronger. I exchanged that information for a favor from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and once I told them, that was naturally the end of it."

"The Crown Prince likely shares this sentiment, though he did not voice it."

The group was deeply disappointed upon hearing this; it fell far short of their expectations. They already knew that Ling Yun had simply consumed some rare heavenly treasure, and while they were envious, such a situation was impossible to replicate.

"How boring!"

"Let's talk about something else!"

"Xiao Yun, your soul power control is so formidable that you've achieved thirty-three consecutive victories in the Soul Fighting Arena. Anyone unaware might think a Titled Douluo had suppressed their strength to the level of a Soul Grand Master just to spar with students!"

"Do you have any training techniques for this kind of soul power control? Give us some pointers! This isn't something you can just gain by eating heavenly treasures."

"Please, we're begging you!"

After Yu Tianheng finished speaking, he stared at Ling Yun with eager eyes, and Shi Mo and Shi Mo joined in, gazing expectantly at Ling Yun.

"Ugh, three grown men acting cute—how disgusting!"

"Fine, fine, I'll tell you one practical technique!"

The three of them sat up straight immediately, as if it hadn't been them acting cute just a moment ago. The speed of their transition was truly eye-opening.

Ling Yun took out three apples and lined them up on the table, with the gaps between them being less than half an inch.

"Watch closely!"

With that, he stepped back three paces. A ball of soul power appeared in his hand and slammed into the first apple; the apple shattered, but the other two behind it remained completely unaffected.

He stepped back another three paces, manifested another ball of soul power, and struck the next apple, which shattered into several pieces just the same.

After stepping back three more paces, he blasted the final apple into fragments, with each piece being roughly the same size.

"Just try to mimic what I just did. I won't even ask you to change your distance. If you can stand in the same spot and use your soul power to blast an apple into evenly sized fragments without affecting the other two, I'll teach you the next technique."

"Who wants to give it a try?"

"Is that it? It's so simple!" Yu Tianheng questioned skeptically.

"Talking is always easier than doing!"