"Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"
Ye Ruilin looked at the short-haired young girl standing before him, her expression arrogant and her features handsome.
His eyes flickered as a faint guess formed in his mind.
"My Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has always been able to sense certain treasures through our martial souls."
"Just now, I clearly sensed a treasure in this alley, but it vanished in the blink of an eye. You are the only one who has been here since then."
"The treasure must be on you."
The young girl spoke with certainty.
The group behind her focused their gazes entirely on Ye Ruilin.
"And what if it is?"
Ye Ruilin found it somewhat amusing. Since ancient times, trade has always been first come, first served. Did this group intend to rob him by force?
"Little brother, I'll do you a favor. If you hand the treasure over to me, should you ever face trouble in the future, my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will certainly step in to help."
Ning Xiaoxian said triumphantly.
In her view, any trouble this young man could possibly encounter was not worth mentioning to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Countless people longed to establish a connection with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
She hoped this kid would be sensible and hand over the treasure quickly.
"Not interested."
Ye Ruilin yawned and turned to leave.
"You..."
A flash of anger crossed the eyes of the short-haired girl behind him, and the people beside her immediately surrounded the two.
Old Wu raised his eyes, staring coldly at the group before him.
Even though the Ye Family had lived in seclusion for many years, he had still heard a thing or two about the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
But if this Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect dared to cross the Ye Family and disturb the young master's mood, he would not be polite.
"Little brother, I advise you to think carefully."
"As one of the Upper Three Sects, there is much that my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect can accomplish."
Ning Xiaoxian suppressed the anger in her heart.
She had never been ignored like this by an ordinary person before.
"Noisy."
Old Wu, standing behind, noticed the impatience in Ye Ruilin's eyes.
He immediately stepped forward, and a terrifying pressure of soul power instantly bore down upon Ning Xiaoxian and her companions.
Ning Xiaoxian's previously haughty face changed abruptly, turning deathly pale.
She had only ever felt the aura of a Titled Douluo from the two sect-protecting elders.
Old Wu did not rush to attack the group, instead looking toward the back of the alley.
"Hehe..."
Laughter drifted from afar.
"I wonder which friend this is? This matter is indeed the fault of my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect for being rude."
"Xiaoxian, hurry up and apologize!"
An old man with white hair and a black robe walked over from the end of the alley with a smile.
Clearly, he had been following these young men and women the entire time.
"Grandfather!"
The short-haired girl did not expect her grandfather to make her apologize, and a look of grievance immediately appeared on her face.
"Hurry."
The black-robed old man's face darkened.
The short-haired girl pouted and immediately walked up to Ye Ruilin.
"I'm sorry..."
Her tone was low and carried a hint of reluctance.
"Little brother, this matter was unkind of my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. This girl is out searching for treasures for the first time, so she was inevitably a bit overzealous."
"Please, little brother, do not take offense."
The black-robed old man only needed one look to see who was the master between the two.
His gaze locked directly onto Ye Ruilin.
"You look unfamiliar, little brother; I suspect this is your first time in this Tiandou City. If you are interested, you are welcome to come and sit at my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."
The black-robed elder spoke with a smile.
Though he did not know the youth's true identity, he could guess a thing or two just by looking at the servant following behind him.
He might not know every powerhouse active in the spirit master world by heart, but he was certainly aware of a few.
At a glance, the youth's background was clearly that of one of those hidden clans tucked away from the world.
Ye Ruilin looked at the smiling old fox before him, his eyes flickering.
Now that he had been cast out of his home, he would naturally fall short when it came to cultivation resources.
As one of the Upper Three Sects, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect possessed immense wealth; not to mention their rare treasures, their extreme mimetic cultivation environments alone made countless spirit masters flock to them.
If he could join the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, he wouldn't have to worry so much about his cultivation resources.
Moreover, the mimetic environment of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would be of great benefit to his martial soul cultivation.
After a moment of thought, Ye Ruilin smiled immediately.
"Then I thank you, Senior. As it happens, I do have some interest in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."
The black-robed elder was stunned, and then the smile in his eyes deepened.
Where there is a connection, there can be interaction, and only through interaction can a friendship be formed. His Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would not lose out!
Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, study.
Ning Fengzhi looked at the letter in his hand, his brows tightly furrowed.
Ever since His Majesty the Emperor had fallen ill, those with their own hidden agendas had slowly begun to surface.
It was truly a headache.
"Sect Master Ning."
Suddenly, a bold, heroic voice rang out from outside the room.
Sword Douluo's figure appeared instantly before Ning Fengzhi, and both men looked toward the door.
A burly figure strode in through the entrance.
Ye Zhentian looked at the two men before him and cupped his hands with a smile.
"I hope I am not disturbing you both by dropping by so suddenly."
Ning Fengzhi's eyes narrowed slightly, and upon recognizing the visitor, a smile slowly spread across his face.
"I had no idea Kirin Douluo was gracing us with his presence. Please forgive my lack of a proper welcome; please, come in."
"I wonder what important business brings Kirin Douluo to my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"
Ning Fengzhi asked while deep in thought.
The Kirin Ye Clan had long remained reclusive; Ning Fengzhi truly could not fathom what could bring this man here in person.
"I have come this time because I have a favor to ask of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."
"My son is still young, and as his father, I truly find it difficult to keep him in check."
"As it happens, the boy has recently come to your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. I am here to ask Sect Master Ning to look after him a little."
Ye Zhentian sat down and took a sip of tea, a look of helplessness on his face.
Sword Douluo and Ning Fengzhi exchanged a glance, both seeing the surprise in the other's eyes.
The young master of the Kirin Ye Clan had actually chosen to run away and join their Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?
"Sect Master Ning need not worry too much. Since the boy wants to stand on his own two feet, let him have the experience; there is no need to coddle him."
Thinking of his own brat who had run off without looking back, Ye Zhentian couldn't help but snort coldly.
If it weren't for Old Wu following the boy, he truly wouldn't have felt at ease letting him head out like this.
But since he was already out, he could use this opportunity to temper himself, let him realize how difficult the world outside could be, and perhaps he would return home to cultivate honestly instead of obsessing over those wild ideas.
"I ask Sect Master Ning to look after him during this time so that my brat can cultivate in peace. I, Ye, would be most grateful."
"If there are any issues, feel free to come to the Ye Clan to find me."
Ye Zhentian looked at Ning Fengzhi.
"Kirin Douluo, what are you saying? Since the young master is willing to come to my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, it is naturally our honor."
"Rest assured, I will certainly not let the young master suffer any grievances."
Ning Fengzhi smiled warmly and nodded in agreement.
Seeing that Ning Fengzhi had agreed, Ye Zhentian did not linger.
Only after his figure disappeared did Sword Douluo speak.
"What do you think he really means by this?"
Chen Xin did not believe that Kirin Douluo simply wanted to look after his son.
"The Ye Clan has been reclusive for a long time. I cannot fathom the intent behind this move either. We might as well take it one step at a time."
Ning Fengzhi shook his head, a look of contemplation flashing in his eyes.
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