Ning Tian's Love Net!

The young girl in a white dress stood before the commoner students, a hint of awe-inspiring dignity radiating from the Ning family descendant:

"The reason my Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has endured for ten thousand years is because we embrace all rivers, not because of some theory of bloodline!"

"You bully your fellow disciples—do you think you are worthy of the faces of our ancestors Ning Rongrong, Oscar, and Ning Fengzhi?"

Ning Tian took a deep breath. A majesty belonging only to those in positions of power emanated from the young girl's frame.

"Go, apologize to them!"

The few Ning family disciples were stunned, yet under that indescribable, imposing aura, they subconsciously lowered their heads.

"I'm sorry!"

"We won't do this again in the future."

Watching those high-and-mighty direct sect disciples slink away, Huo Yuhao, looking at the dignified girl in the white dress, found his gaze involuntarily dazed.

At this moment, everyone outside the Sky Screen could not help but gasp, some even feeling a sense of trepidation.

This method of controlling people was truly worthy of a foundation spanning ten thousand years. It was fundamentally different from the industrial assembly-line approach of Shrek Academy!

The scene in the Sky Screen shifted to the night, inside a secret chamber of the sect.

"Miss! Why? Why must you be so good to that country bumpkin? Even for me, just because I hit someone, you made me apologize to those trash commoners?"

Wu Feng practically rushed up to Ning Tian, her voice trembling with unwillingness, on the verge of tears.

"The you of now makes me feel like a stranger! You even... you even cooked soup for him yourself?"

Ning Tian stood with her back to Wu Feng, looking at the moonlight from the window. At this moment, where was the gentleness and kindness she had shown during the day?

"Wu Feng, you are too naive."

The young girl's voice was cold, devoid of any emotion. "This is called 'buying horse bones with a thousand gold'."

"A few apologies and some insignificant dignity are all it takes to make a genius who might one day surpass a Title Douluo, or even become a Limit Douluo, loyal to the death. Is this not a profitable trade?"

"A... a Limit Douluo?"

This time, even the red-eyed Wu Feng was stunned.

"That's right. You have no idea what Twin Martial Souls, Body Martial Soul, and Ultimate Martial Soul truly mean."

Ning Tian sighed, her gaze growing increasingly melancholy.

"The value of such a genius is above everyone else in our entire sect. Including me, and even including... Father. Such a genius is someone even Shrek Academy and Mingde Hall would spare no cost to win over."

"But..." Wu Feng's body trembled. "How long do you intend to be good to him? Do you really mean to..."

"Father has already issued the Patriarch Order."

Ning Tian turned her head, the moonlight illuminating half her face, making her look extremely sinister. "For the sake of the sect, I can be his sister, his lover, or even the mother of his future children."

"As long as I can keep this future Ultimate Martial Soul and Limit Douluo in the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, my body and emotions are nothing more than bargaining chips."

There were some things so shocking that she hadn't even told the girl who accompanied her day and night. It had been ten thousand years; who was to say there wouldn't be another Ning Rongrong or Oscar?

Or even...

The next Sea God Tang San.

Ning Tian walked toward Wu Feng, gently stroking the hair of the girl before her, and sighed softly. Her expression turned gentle once more, even carrying a trace of loneliness:

"Wu Feng. Whether it is you or me, we belong to the sect. If... if you really ruin Father's plan, even though you and I grew up together, the sect's laws will not tolerate you. I truly do not wish to see that day."

"Miss, I... I understand!"

Wu Feng lowered her head, biting her stubborn lip hard, but tears could not stop sliding down her wheat-colored cheeks.

Seeing this scene, everyone outside the Sky Screen fell silent. Within the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the real-world Wu Feng watched this scene in the image, her entire body trembling slightly.

She told herself over and over that this was just another world, merely a parallel possibility. But how could her heart not understand?

If such an opportunity truly existed, would the current sect, and even the current Miss, not do the same without hesitation?

In the Heaven Dou Empire palace, Princess Vina's face turned pale. As she watched Ning Tian, she felt as if she were looking at another version of herself.

In her royal education, she had seen such methods too many times, but if it were her, could she have performed as perfectly as Ning Tian?

Perhaps, if it were that woman from the Star Luo Empire, she could not only do it, but do it even more perfectly.

At this moment, more commoner soul masters were imagining what would happen if they were in that position. The answer to such contemplation was obvious.

"The bed of gentleness is the hero's grave! It has been so since ancient times. It is better to prove the path with a sword, pure and singular..."

In the Sun Moon Imperial Soul Engineer Academy, a young man dressed in plain clothes, holding a meteorite iron sword, watched the scene on the Sky Screen, his resolve growing even firmer.

The images on the Sky Screen continued to skip rapidly.

A carriage of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, inlaid with countless gems and of extreme luxury, stopped at the gate of Xilan Academy, followed by throngs of attendants.

At this moment, the entire academy was in an uproar.

Ning Tian naturally held the young man's hand, poised and elegant, walking into the campus under the fearful and trembling welcome of the dean.

"Yuhao, I heard this is where your dreams began."

The girl in the white dress smiled, her voice as pleasant as silver bells. "To thank the academy for cultivating such an outstanding disciple, I have decided, on behalf of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, to donate ten million Gold Soul Coins to improve the cultivation conditions for commoner students."

"What?"

"Ten million?"

The commoner students of Xilan Academy erupted instantly, chanting the name of "Saintess Ning Tian" with eyes full of fanaticism. As for the white-haired Spirit King principal, he was so shocked he didn't know what to do with his hands.

In all his life, he had never seen such a massive sum of money! When this academy was first established, the total investment combined didn't even amount to a fraction of this.

Following this, Saintess Ning Tian announced publicly that she would select five commoner students with decent talent from Xilan Academy to be admitted directly into the inner sect of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, bypassing all entrance exams.

One of the younger students chosen was so excited that he rushed up to Huo Yuhao, grabbed his hands, and shouted:

"Senior Huo, from this day on, you are our idol! You must come back to visit the academy often!"

Everyone knew that if it weren't for the grace of Huo Yuhao, someone like the young lady Ning Tian wouldn't have even spared their academy a single glance!