Winning Hearts

"Fine, since you are willing to go all out, Elder Yang, I will make sure this matter is accomplished no matter what!"

Seeing Elder Yang cast aside his mental burdens, Ning Que felt his own fighting spirit soar as well.

The Evil-Breaking Dragon Soul Spear martial soul was incredibly powerful; in some respects, it could even be compared to the Coiling Dragon Staff of ten thousand years later.

Cai Mei'er had truly wasted such a formidable martial soul.

"What are you thinking about, you brat?"

"I am at such an advanced age; do you think I have no shame?"

"My grandson just broke through to level 90 not long ago. His talent is quite good, and he already has two wives—one more won't hurt. Besides, this Cai Mei'er is quite attractive; even if she is 'second-hand,' she is more than enough to match my grandson!"

Yang Pojun slapped Ning Que on the head.

This kid only knew how to tease him.

"Actually, now that you mention it, this is feasible!"

"Once Uncle Yang Duo obtains his hundred-thousand-year soul ring, have him come to Shrek City. I will make sure this matter is settled for him, one way or another."

Enduring the sharp pain in his head, Ning Que hurriedly changed his tune.

He was determined to dig up this corner of Yan Shaozhe's life.

If he had to play the role of a cuckolder, so be it.

Who told that shameless old man Yan Shaozhe to spend his days plotting to have his own fiancée join Shrek Academy permanently?

"If you can pull this off and allow my Yang family's martial soul to undergo a transformation, then from this day forward, this old life of mine is yours to command."

Yang Pojun's expression was grave and solemn.

The ability to make a family's martial soul evolve and transform was far too significant a matter on the Douluo Continent.

"Consider it done, consider it done!"

As Ning Que spoke, several plans were already forming in his mind.

At this moment, the battle above in the sky was still ongoing.

However, he could tell that it would not be long before the fighting came to an end.

To be honest, the way this situation had developed was truly beyond his expectations.

Initially, he had only wanted to use this opportunity to properly extort the White Tiger Duke Mansion and, incidentally, gather some information he needed from Shrek Academy.

He also wanted to make the geniuses he intended to recruit understand that without a background or a backer, the compensation one received after being bullied was vastly different—a realization that would make them easier to win over.

But once he considered the obsession of Shrek Academy's upper echelon, he felt he could slightly modify his goal and cast out some bait to see what happened.

And it must be said, the people of Shrek Academy truly did not disappoint him; they were far too cooperative.

Sometimes he even wondered if there was a mole within Shrek Academy.

Xuan Zi's arrogance and Yan Shaozhe's greed for profit had provided him with the perfect excuses.

Most importantly, after this battle, how much longer could Mu En hold on?

Having witnessed the treatment he provided to Jin Sheng earlier, would Shrek Academy come to them for help?

Seeking help required paying a price.

First, you injure the other party, then you help them heal, and they still have to be grateful to you.

Most importantly, this entire process was conducted under the banner of righteousness.

It must be said, this tactic, so often used by the Tang God King and Shrek Academy, was truly effective.

Just as he had anticipated, the battle in the sky drew to a close not long after.

Neither side had emerged as the clear victor.

But anyone with a discerning eye could see that Mu En had completely held the upper hand.

Even so, this was enough to shock the world; the gap between level 98 and level 99 could be described as a chasm.

Shi Jian, however, knew clearly that during the battle, he had perceived that Mu En's condition was not good, and thus he finally understood what that little fellow Ning Que was plotting.

Seeing this, Ning Que knew there was no need for him to intervene further; he would let his father, who was most adept at business, handle the negotiations.

As for him, he would take this opportunity to go and recruit those few geniuses he valued.

Accompanied by Elder Yang, he walked into the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect's chamber of commerce.

"Brother..."

Seeing Ning Que's arrival, Ning Tian ran directly to his side and hugged her big brother, her eyes brimming with tears, having suffered all sorts of grievances.

"Don't worry, with your big brother here, no matter who is behind this, I will drag them out!"

Ning Que gently stroked his sister's head to soothe her before looking at the others.

"Jin Sheng, you did very well this time. As for your reward, I will give it to you personally once we return to the sect."

Ning Que looked at Jin Sheng first; among everyone present, his injuries were the most severe.

He had learned from the disciples of the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect that in order to protect Ning Tian, he had faced a Spirit Emperor head-on and had nearly—just nearly—been sliced in two.

"Boss, this is only what I should do!"

Jin Sheng scratched his head, reverting to that simple-minded appearance once more in front of Ning Que.

If anyone truly took him for an honest fool because of this demeanor, they would be the real idiot.

This kid was sharp as a tack!

Fortunately, the feelings he held for those he truly acknowledged were sincere.

"Wu Feng, I originally intended to secure a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone for you, but the Red Dragon Douluo refused. She has already prepared other soul bones for you; you shall fuse with them once you possess the strength to protect yourself."

Following this, Ning Que turned his gaze toward Wu Feng.

"Brother Ning Que, I..."

Wu Feng wanted to say something more, but Ning Que cut her off. He knew better than anyone what was going on inside this little girl's head.

As for such troublesome matters, it was better to leave them to Guyi.

"Xie Huanyue, you have done very well. Since you have decided to join our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and have made such contributions by protecting Xiao Tian and the others, I will not treat you unfairly. A Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone has been prepared for you; you may apply to the sect for it whenever your strength is sufficient."

"As for Xiao Xiao, you completed Uncle Dai's assessment during the Freshman Assessment Tournament, and he has decided to take you on as his disciple. Uncle Dai will clarify the rest of your rewards with you later."

Ning Que then turned his gaze toward these two disciples who were now clearly part of their Nine Treasures Glazed Sect.

There was no need to mention Xie Huanyue; his injuries were second only to Jin Sheng's, and with such talent, a Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone as a reward was not a problem at all.

Moreover, saying he could apply for it once he was strong enough was a tactical choice—there was an art to when it would actually be issued to him.

Once he integrated into the sect and developed feelings and bonds, the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect would not be stingy with this soul bone.

If he integrated well and displayed sufficient talent, that Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone might even be upgraded from ten thousand years to fifty thousand years, or perhaps even higher.

It all depended on whether he could seize the opportunity himself.

As for Xiao Xiao, strictly speaking, she was not yet a disciple of the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect, merely a disciple of Dai Chengfeng. Naturally, her rewards and such would have to be bestowed through the hands of her teacher.

Having finished the arrangements regarding the sect members, Ning Que finally shifted his gaze toward Wang Dong.

As for Huo Yuhao and the other three, he deliberately ignored them for the time being.