Qian Renxue's Letter to Ning Fengzhi

If he could become a god and defeat Tang San, he would simply transplant more from elsewhere if he felt any guilt later.

After all, this stuff was quite common in the God Realm.

Of course, Qian Yu did not think he would feel any guilt at all.

To put it bluntly, leaving this place behind would only be providing resources to the enemy, Tang San.

With that, he dug them up by the roots.

Upon returning, he would let Hu Liena and the others serve as his test subjects.

If it truly had an effect, it would be a pleasant surprise.

Then, Qian Yu began to grunt and heave as he dug up the roots of those immortal herbs.

This scene left Hu Liena and the others dumbfounded.

And that was not the end of it.

Qian Yu also collected a large amount of the soil here, as well as the spring water from the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

Although this stuff was incredibly overbearing, there were corresponding containers capable of holding it.

If his storage Soul Tool hadn't been completely full, Qian Yu would have wanted to dig up the very ground itself.

"Retreat!"

After confirming there were no omissions, Qian Yu and his group left rapidly.

They returned to the Star Dou Great Forest.

Meanwhile, on the other side, the newly constructed campus of Shrek Academy was officially completed, drawing spectators from all factions.

This was, after all, the academy that had once produced a god.

Various factions not only sent congratulatory gifts but also sent their children to Shrek Academy one after another.

Whether they learned anything or not was unimportant; what mattered was being able to use this platform to build broader connections.

"Sect Master Ning, you've arrived. Welcome, welcome..."

"Clan Leader Bai, please, come inside!"

"Your Majesty, I never imagined you would grace us with your presence personally!"

"..."

Flender stood outside the school gate, continuously receiving guests.

He was radiant and full of ambition these days.

The man who once disliked dealing with nobles was now like a fish in water within these aristocratic circles.

One could only wonder if he had betrayed his original intentions, or if he had simply adapted to his status and class now that he was a noble himself.

The former Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Fengzhi, no longer possessed his past elegance; he was now full of white hair, looking so weary and weathered.

In a high-stakes gamble, he had arguably won.

His sect had produced a successor to a deity!

Yet, it felt as if he had gained nothing at all.

Uncle Sword and Uncle Bone had passed away, and more than half of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect disciples had perished, with only a few remaining alive.

Not only that, but the wealth the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had accumulated over nearly ten thousand years had also completely vanished.

Indeed, the wealth of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had been seized by Martial Soul Hall, but what about the wealth of Martial Soul Hall?

Hadn't it all fallen into the hands of the Clear Sky Sect and the two great empires?

When it came time to redistribute the spoils, he was the only support-type soul master at the table; what could he possibly have snatched back?

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was nothing more than an empty shell now.

He had approached Oscar, wanting him and Rongrong to leave a child behind at the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

As a smart man, Oscar naturally would not refuse.

But Rongrong would not agree to it.

Not only that, but at the very moment he needed Rongrong's support the most, she had run off to some Sea God Island to become the High Priestess of Sea God Island.

Although Oscar was responsive to her every request most of the time, he listened to Rongrong above all else.

Ning Fengzhi's heart was bitter and sour.

The reason he came here was mostly to see if there were any talented children he could cultivate and bring back to the sect for intensive training.

Although the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was in dire straits now, the characteristics of his martial soul meant he was not short on money.

Ning Fengzhi steeled his resolve, planning to make a comeback.

But finding someone with the potential to become a Title Douluo was incredibly difficult.

After looking for a long time, Ning Fengzhi did not find the target he was looking for.

Just as he prepared to lift his teacup to take a sip, he discovered that a slip of paper had appeared on the table out of nowhere.

Ning Fengzhi felt his nerves tighten instinctively.

In the past, with Uncle Sword and Uncle Bone by his side, he had never needed to worry about his own safety. He had developed this bad habit to the point where he hadn't even noticed someone approaching him.

Ning Fengzhi warned himself that he must remain vigilant from now on.

After all, he no longer had a Title Douluo to protect him.

After a moment of hesitation, Ning Fengzhi opened the note.

"Teacher, seeing these words is like seeing me in person. Please forgive my offense..."

The moment he saw the opening of the note, Ning Fengzhi's hand trembled violently.

There was only one person who addressed him as teacher.

The former Crown Prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, Xue Qinghe, or rather, Qian Renxue.

"Admittedly, I deceived you in the past, but you truly taught me so much. In Xue'er's heart, you will always be my teacher. I know the immense harm Martial Soul Hall brought upon the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Although this was caused by internal strife within Martial Soul Hall, the one who committed those acts was, in the end, my mother. Xue'er has no right to ask for your forgiveness, nor the right to call myself your disciple, having ultimately failed to protect the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect..."

"All faults lie with me, but those children of Martial Soul Hall, the ordinary deacons—they never participated in the war. Yet, simply because they bear the name of Martial Soul Hall, they have become orphans without parents, wandering everywhere, ostracized, starving, and suffering for the grudges of the past... I once aspired to become the Angel God and protect the land, yet now I cannot even protect these children. After much thought, you are the only person on the entire Douluo Continent worthy of this trust."

"They are the descendants of the two Title Douluo from the Worship Hall, Thousand Jun and Falling Devil, having inherited the Coiling Dragon Staff martial soul. The Coiling Dragon Staff is a top-tier tool martial soul, even without contracting the Evil-Breaking Dragon. If a successor appears among the younger generation who can contract the Evil-Breaking Dragon martial soul, it would become a super tool martial soul capable of crushing the Clear Sky Hammer in every aspect. The Flame Lion King lineage has many offspring and also possesses a top-tier beast martial soul, as does the Golden Crocodile..."

"Teacher, I know your methods. As long as you wish, these children will surely pledge their absolute loyalty to you and become the eternal guardians of your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Whether you choose to enslave, assimilate, or drive them, it matters not. I only hope you can provide them with a measure of protection so that they may have enough to eat..."

The letter was only a few hundred words long, yet it was written with deep sincerity.

In short, it was a single request: she hoped Ning Fengzhi would step in to protect the descendants of the Worship Hall, as their martial souls were all exceptional and possessed stable inheritance.

After finishing the letter, Ning Fengzhi looked at the spot where the note had been placed, where an identity token now lay—the very token of the former Young Master of Martial Soul Hall.

Ning Fengzhi admitted that he was tempted.

Flame Lion King, Coiling Dragon Staff, Golden Crocodile... these were all top-tier martial souls.

If he could truly win them over and earn their loyalty, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would surely rise again in the next century.

As for whether recruiting and protecting them would cause trouble, that was not something Ning Fengzhi needed to worry about.

To say nothing else, when it came to the war against the Spirit Hall Empire, which other force could compare to the contributions made by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, aside from the Clear Sky Sect?

What did it matter if he recruited some remnants of Martial Soul Hall?