First Meeting with Ning Fengzhi

The final item up for auction was a catgirl. Ling Yu merely watched indifferently from start to finish, his gaze exceptionally cold.

This empire had rotted to the core. It could even engage in human trafficking, and so brazenly at that.

Without question, the catgirl was bought by the refined man. Ling Yu was somewhat stunned. He had not expected someone with such an otherworldly temperament to have such a hobby.

You really couldn't judge a person by their appearance!

Taking Na'er's soft little hand, the two headed toward the back of the auction house.

Along the way, they ran into the middle-aged man who had bought the catgirl. This time, however, Ling Yu's attitude was exceedingly cold, and he did not treat the man kindly at all.

Perhaps noticing the change in Ling Yu's attitude, once they reached the rear of the auction house, the refined man paid for the catgirl and gave her a few instructions without making any effort to lower his voice.

"From now on, you are free. Go to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Someone there will arrange a respectable job for you, so you will never encounter something like this again and can live in peace!"

Ling Yu watched as the catgirl profusely thanked the middle-aged man, surprise rising in his heart.

"Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect? Ning Fengzhi?"

Ling Yu could not help murmuring, "He's actually here."

"Young brother, is it really so surprising that I'm here?"

Just as Ling Yu was lost in thought, a voice as gentle as a spring breeze came from behind him.

Ling Yu hurriedly turned around. A white-haired old man had appeared beside the other man. As Ling Yu stared into the old man's eyes, a sharp aura rushed at him head-on!

"What a fine sword!"

The instant he saw the old man again, it was as if he had seen a peerless sword on the verge of being drawn. This was a rare swordsman!

"Haha, Uncle Sword, I never thought there would come a day when you'd be praised by a six-year-old little brother!"

Ning Fengzhi joked with the white-haired old man beside him, but both of them stared closely at the boy before them, with little amusement in their eyes.

"This junior, Ling Yu, greets Sect Master Ning and Sword Douluo, the two seniors!"

Ling Yu gave the two a slight nod. Given his status, if they were willing to speak with him, it certainly was not because they found him interesting. They must have already guessed his identity.

"The Holy Son of Spirit Hall! I never expected you to come to Heaven Dou City!"

Ning Fengzhi still wore that gentle, refined expression. "Your teacher is quite at ease, letting two six-year-old children travel across the continent alone!"

A faint smile appeared on Ling Yu's face. "I wouldn't dare claim much. I merely have a few insignificant means of protecting myself. Compared to the two seniors, this junior is still far behind!"

This was no exaggeration. Once he activated his second martial soul, his speed was so great that even ordinary Soul Sages could not keep up with him. On top of that, he had an External Soul Bone. Though he could not use it for long, it was enough to keep himself alive for a while.

Ning Fengzhi gave the boy before him a deep look, then left with the old man, leaving behind only a smile and a single sentence. "If you have the time, you may visit the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. When the time comes, I'll set several tables within the sect, and we can have a good talk."

"It would be my honor!"

Watching the two figures disappear, several glints flashed through Ling Yu's eyes. Holding Na'er's hand, he continued into the back area to pay for their items.

In the sky, Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo Chen Xin each stood atop a sword, suspended in the air.

"Uncle Sword, what do you think?"

Ning Fengzhi looked down at the auction house beneath them and asked softly, "The Holy Son of Spirit Hall is traveling at such a young age, yet we detected no powerful expert following behind them?"

"No!"

The white-haired old man stroked his beard. "With this old man's cultivation, so long as they are not a Titled Douluo above Rank 98, no one can escape the senses of my Seven Kill Domain. Those two are traveling here alone!"

Ning Fengzhi's gaze was unfathomably deep, and a thoughtful expression appeared on his face. "What else?"

"His Soul Power Level is around Rank 11. But strangely, I can only sense his level; I cannot sense the density of the Soul Power within his body! It seems something is preventing my observation!"

Ning Fengzhi nodded, his expression calm and without the slightest emotional shift.

"Judging by how Spirit Hall is acting, his martial soul must be extraordinary. They can so confidently let a boy and girl travel here alone."

"I cannot see through that girl's cultivation!"

Ning Fengzhi's expression tightened as he looked at the white-haired old man beside him.

"I cannot see through her cultivation either, but judging from her aura, she should also possess Innate Full Soul Power! I sensed an aura close to that of a Soul Master, but no soul ring aura. She should have awakened only recently!" the white-haired old man said calmly.

"It seems the plans for the future must be recalculated!"

Ning Fengzhi's expression grew somewhat grave. Two talents with Innate Full Soul Power, and one of them even possessed the means to ensure survival under any circumstances. Spirit Hall truly deserved to be called Spirit Hall!

It was brimming with talent!

By the time Ling Yu and Gu Yuena left the auction house, the sky outside had already darkened.

The two walked along the streets of Heaven Dou City, taking in the local customs, beautiful sights, and delicious food while listening to the conversations of the people around them. They both felt quite at ease.

"Na'er!"

Ling Yu turned to Gu Yuena beside him. "Tomorrow, I'll have Bishop Salas take the two of us to Sunset Forest to help you hunt a soul ring!"

Gu Yuena smiled and nodded, taking small bites from the candied hawthorn skewer in her hand.

Seeing how unconcerned she looked, utterly focused on eating, a mischievous impulse rose in Ling Yu. He opened his mouth and took a huge bite out of the candied hawthorn skewer in her hand.

Gu Yuena stared blankly at the bare bamboo stick left in her hand, then glanced at the boy with puffed cheeks. Her face reddened slightly.

"Brother, there was..."

"What?" Since the girl's voice was too soft, Ling Yu lowered his head near her mouth and asked in confusion.

"There was my saliva on it!"

After saying that, white steam gradually rose from the girl's face, making her look like a fully ripened apple.

Ling Yu's expression also stiffened somewhat. But feeling that the food in his mouth had already been swallowed, he waved his hand as if he did not care. Yet when he turned away, several blushes also appeared on his face.

Ling Yu found his current feelings rather novel. Aside from that woman on Spirit Soul Mountain, this was the first person who had made his heart race like a startled deer.

If he had to use a passage to describe it, he would rather borrow something he had read in his previous life:

A young man's love for a girl was like drinking sweet rice wine. The alcohol was not strong, but for one drinking for the first time, it could still be intoxicating.

When grown men fell for women, it was like drinking strong liquor. One careless sip, and it could burn the liver and break the heart.

When old men missed women, it was like warming a pot of yellow wine in the depths of winter!

Ling Yu looked at the girl beside him, wondering who would be so fortunate in the future to catch the eye of his sister, who was as beautiful as a celestial maiden!