Seven Treasures Glazed! The Sect Master's Foresight!

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

The council hall.

Ning Fengzhi sat in the main seat, holding a cup of tea, yet he did not drink.

He was waiting.

Waiting for the stance of Chen Xin and Gu Rong.

"Sect Master, I do not agree."

Gu Rong was the first to speak, his voice low and carrying an unquestionable majesty:

"Shrek Academy? What kind of place is that? I have traveled the continent for so many years, and I have never heard that name."

"A run-down academy, built in a village outside Suotuo City."

Chen Xin took over the conversation, his tone even colder than Gu Rong's: "The dean is called Flender, a seven-ring Soul Saint. The vice-dean is Zhao Wuji, also a seven-ring Soul Saint. There are fewer than ten teachers in total, and only three students."

"Three students?" Gu Rong's brows furrowed even tighter: "Sect Master, you want to send Rongrong to a place like that?"

Ning Fengzhi set down his teacup and gave a wry smile: "I knew you would object. But hear me out before you make a decision."

"Please speak, Sect Master." Although Chen Xin was firm, he always maintained respect for Ning Fengzhi.

"Rongrong is six years old this year and has just awakened her Martial Soul. Innate Full Soul Power, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, a one-ring Soul Master."

Ning Fengzhi spoke unhurriedly: "I am not worried about these things; what I worry about is her temperament."

Chen Xin and Gu Rong exchanged a glance, neither speaking.

Ning Fengzhi continued: "You both know that Rongrong has been spoiled since she was young. In the sect, no one dares to provoke her, and everyone gives way to her. This is not her fault; it is a problem of her environment. But if it continues like this, when she grows up, who will truly be willing to protect her?"

"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect does not need outsiders to protect her," Gu Rong said. "With me and Old Sword here, it is enough."

"When you are there, of course it is enough."

Ning Fengzhi looked at him: "But what about when you are not? Rongrong is an auxiliary-type Soul Master; her combat power is almost zero. What she needs is not the protection of two Title Douluo, but a group of partners willing to protect her with their lives. Such partners cannot be obtained through the reputation of the sect or the pressure of Title Douluo. She must earn them herself."

The hall fell into a long silence.

Chen Xin closed his eyes, then opened them again: "The Sect Master makes sense. But is Shrek Academy really suitable?"

"I have observed them for two months," Ning Fengzhi said. "You both know about the Flying Sausage. The child who makes the sausages is called Oscar, Innate Full Soul Power, a food-type Soul Master, eight years old this year, a two-ring Soul Grand Master. His second soul skill is Flying Sausage; eating it allows one to fly at the speed of a Sharp-Tailed Rain Swallow for one hour."

"The speed of a Sharp-Tailed Rain Swallow?" Gu Rong's pupils constricted: "Even a seven-ring Soul Saint cannot catch up?"

"Cannot catch up," Ning Fengzhi shook his head: "I have tested it myself."

Gu Rong fell silent.

"Besides Oscar, there are two other children."

Ning Fengzhi continued: "One is called Fu Wen, Flender's adopted son, also six years old this year, the same age as Rongrong. His Martial Soul is a Mutated Sea Crocodile. At the first ring, he absorbed a soul ring over four hundred years old, and his soul power soared to level thirteen. At the second ring, he absorbed a nine-hundred-year-old Iron-Spine Giant Crocodile, and his soul power is now level twenty-three. His second soul skill is called Flow-Severing; with one sweep of his tail, he can forcibly interrupt an opponent's soul power flow."

"Interrupt soul power flow?" Chen Xin suddenly opened his eyes: "He can do that at the second ring?"

"He can," Ning Fengzhi nodded: "Although I have not seen it with my own eyes, the source of the information is reliable."

"And the other child?" Gu Rong asked.

"His name is Ma Hongjun, his Martial Soul is the Evil Fire Phoenix, he has innate level nine-and-a-half soul power, and at the first ring, he absorbed a four-hundred-year-old Dawn Light Spirit Crane. His soul skill, Phoenix Holy Light Strike, can both attack and purify."

Ning Fengzhi paused: "This child's Martial Soul has a defect; the evil fire will backfire. But that child named Fu Wen has a way to help him suppress it. This child named Fu Wen has a limitless future."

Chen Xin and Gu Rong looked at each other again.

Three children, each with their own strengths.

Oscar's Flying Sausage, Fu Wen's Flow-Severing, Ma Hongjun's Phoenix Holy Light Strike.

Taken individually, each one is a genius among geniuses.

Gathered together, plus the guidance of Flender and Zhao Wuji.

This Shrek Academy is truly not simple.

"Sect Master, do you mean... to let Rongrong go and be their classmate?" Chen Xin asked.

"Not to be a classmate, but to be a partner."

Ning Fengzhi stood up and walked to the window: "Rongrong's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda is the world's number one auxiliary Martial Soul. Oscar's Flying Sausage can make people fly. Fu Wen's Flow-Severing can interrupt opponents. Ma Hongjun's Phoenix Holy Light Strike can attack and purify. If these four children can become true partners, their future potential will be limitless."

"And..." Ning Fengzhi turned around, looking at Chen Xin and Gu Rong: "Oscar and Fu Wen are both orphans adopted by Flender. They have no family background, no sect ties. If Rongrong can build a good relationship with them, when they grow up, it is not impossible for them to join the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. By then, we might even be able to pull Flender and the others over as well. The overall strength of our sect will surely reach a higher level!"

Gu Rong's eyes lit up: "The Sect Master is playing a grand game of chess."

"It is not chess," Ning Fengzhi shook his head: "It is an investment. Investing in talent, investing in the future. The foundation of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is not wealth, nor is it Title Douluo; it is talent. Without talent, no amount of wealth can be kept. Without talent, even the strongest Title Douluo will one day grow old."

Chen Xin was silent for a long time, then finally nodded: "The Sect Master may decide as he sees fit. But there is one condition: Rongrong's safety must be guaranteed."

"There is no need to worry about that," Ning Fengzhi said: "Flender is a seven-ring Soul Saint, and Zhao Wuji is also a seven-ring. With two Soul Saints in charge, in a place like Suotuo City, no one can touch Rongrong. Furthermore, I will secretly have two Soul Emperors protecting her, so there is no need to worry."

"Then when will you send Rongrong over?" Gu Rong asked.

"Tomorrow," Ning Fengzhi said: "I will send her myself."

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, back garden.

Ning Rongrong sat on the swing, swinging her legs, a candied hawthorn in her hand, her mouth smeared with sugar.

The six-year-old girl was carved from jade, her large eyes brimming with spirit.

"Rongrong." Ning Fengzhi walked over and crouched before her. "Daddy has something to tell you."

"What is it?" Ning Rongrong tilted her head, blinking her eyes.

"Daddy is sending you somewhere to study."

"Study?" Ning Rongrong pouted. "I don't want to go study. Isn't it fine here in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect? Sword Grandpa and Bone Grandpa can teach me."

"Sword Grandpa and Bone Grandpa can certainly teach you." Ning Fengzhi stroked her hair. "But there is one thing they cannot teach you."

"What thing?"

"Making friends."

Ning Rongrong was stunned. "Making friends? I have friends in the sect too."

"The friends in the sect are only friends with you because you are the daughter of the Sect Master."

Ning Fengzhi looked into her eyes. "The place I want to send you, no one knows you are the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. The friends there will be friends with you because of who you are."

Ning Rongrong tilted her head and thought, seemingly half-understanding. "Then... is that place fun?"

"It is fun." Ning Fengzhi smiled. "There are three children there about your age. One can make sausages that let you fly when you eat them, one has a crocodile Martial Soul, and another can breathe fire. You won't be bored."

Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up. "Really? Flying sausages? A crocodile? Breathing fire?"

"Really."

"Then I'll go!"

Ning Fengzhi smiled, though his smile held a hint of bitterness.

He did not know if his decision was right, but he knew that if he did not send Rongrong away now, there would be no chance later.

The future of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect could not rely solely on Title Douluo.

It had to rely on the next generation.

And the next generation could not consist of only Ning Rongrong.

She needed companions.

True companions.