Ning Fengzhi was silent for a moment, then nodded slowly.
"Feng Zhi is willing to vote for the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect."
His eyes glanced back and forth between Zhao Linchuan and Bibi Dong, and he tentatively said:
"It's just... Fengzhi doesn't know whether I, Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, have demoted you, sir, or Spirit Hall."
"There is no difference between the two."
Zhao Linchuan reached out and grabbed Bibi Dong's palm and raised her hand.
"Dong'er is my wife and the future Pope."
"Do you understand?"
Ning Fengzhi's body froze when he heard this, and his eyes jumped back and forth several times between Zhao Linchuan and Bibi Dong, as if he was re-examining the relationship between these two people.
His mind was racing.
Wife?
Future Pope?
He is... he wants to make Spirit Hall his own?
After a moment of silence, he tentatively asked again, "Do you have the intention to aspire for the throne?"
"Continuous disputes on the mainland -" Zhao Linchuan did not taboo this topic at all, and said calmly, "Only unification can we avoid bloodshed."
Ning Fengzhi's Adam's apple rolled and he swallowed. He did not dwell too much on this topic, but directly brought the topic to the right track.
"Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect needs strong people to take charge."
"Bone Douluo died, and Sword Douluo also abandoned me this morning. If there is no Titled Douluo standing in charge, the internal conflicts within the sect may tear Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect apart."
"I will send you a strong man to take charge," Zhao Linchuan nodded, speaking calmly, "To help you suppress those restless people."
Ning Fengzhi continued:
"When are you going to send someone to take over Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"
"Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is still under your control, Ning Fengzhi." Zhao Linchuan casually drew a pie for Ning Fengzhi, "As long as you manage Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect well, I will help one of your descendants in the future to break through the limitations of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect and become a Titled Douluo."
"Break through the limitations of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect? Become Titled Douluo?"
Ning Fengzhi repeated in disbelief, his eyes slightly widened, his pupils full of shock and suspicion.
For countless years, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has used countless methods to try to break through the limitation that Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda can only have seven Soul Ring.
But the final result was all in vain.
The invisible shackles, like an insurmountable mountain, lie in front of each generation of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect descendants.
Now, Zhao Linchuan mentioned this matter again, which made him wonder whether his master was trying to make trouble for him.
But then I thought about it, maybe a person with a hundred thousand year old Seventh Soul Ring really has the ability to help Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect break through those restrictions?
With this thought in mind, Ning Fengzhi bent down and cupped his hands, bowed deeply, and said in a respectful tone:
"Fengzhi, thank my Lord for your kindness."
The three of them then discussed some other matters. About an hour later, Zhao Linchuan and Bibi Dong left with a large number of Soul Master who were guarding outside the sect.
Outside the sect.
The sky was still dim, and the thick clouds seemed to be lower than in the morning, making people feel a little breathless.
A large number of Soul Master lined up to wait, with flags flapping in the wind.
Bibi Dong walked beside Zhao Linchuan and asked curiously, "Who are you going to send to guard here?"
"Your sister Ling Ji has some fellow villagers," Zhao Linchuan said as he walked away. "They are quite powerful. I am going to let them stay here temporarily..."
The other side.
Heaven Dou City, Crown Prince's Mansion.
Xue Ye The prince was sitting behind the desk in the study, holding a cup of tea in his hand, raising the corners of his mouth slightly, trying to suppress a smile.
His smile was very dull, but he couldn't calm down.
He drank tea very slowly, sipping it one mouthful at a time, as if he was savoring some precious wine.
But in fact, he didn't taste anything. His mind was filled with the news that came from the palace this morning.
Although his father was almost angered to death by Golden Crocodile Douluo, this was actually a good thing for him.
If Golden Crocodile really made the old man angry to death, then I have to thank him.
If the old man dies, then he, the prince, can become the emperor.
Otherwise, I don't know how many more years I will have to be a prince.
Ten years?
Twenty years?
What's the point of sitting in that chair again when your hair is white and your teeth are gone?
"Brother--!"
Xue Xing's footsteps sounded from outside. He ran all the way, his robes carrying the wind, and his footsteps made a "pattering" sound on the bluestone road.
"Brother! I'm back!"
Xue Ye quickly stood up to greet him, and the two came together, head to head.
"Is it done?" Xue Ye asked in a low voice, staring closely at Xue Xing's face, his eyes full of anticipation and nervousness.
"It's done." Xue Xing replied in a low voice, "I have already thought of a way to send the two Ye Family out. They won't be able to come back in three or two months."
"Okay!"
Xue Ye said excitedly, raising his voice a little higher, but then he realized that he was losing his temper and quickly suppressed it.
His eyes were so bright that they seemed to be shining, and the smile on his lips could no longer be suppressed.
"With my father's current condition, as long as Ye Family doesn't take action, Soul Master can save him without treatment."
"That's right." Xue Xing also looked excited and rubbed his hands, "Father should be almost ready in a month or two at most."
"Royal brother... this matter is thanks to your secret operation." Xue Ye patted Xue Xing on the shoulder, with a hint of intimacy in his tone, "When I ascend the throne, you will definitely benefit from me."
"Then thank you, Your Majesty." Xue Xing thanked him quickly, bending very low and with a hint of flattery in his voice.
Xue Ye nodded with satisfaction, the smile on his face faded a bit, and his tone became more serious.
"By the way, how is Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"
"Tan Ma hasn't come back yet."
Xue Xing shook his head, frowned slightly, and said worriedly:
"But it looks like the situation won't get better."
"Spirit Hall has completely exposed its fangs this time. Should we make some preparations?"
"Get ready..."
Xue Ye took two steps back and forth in the hall, crossing his fingers behind his back and frowning.
After a long time, he analyzed:
"If Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is folded, there will still be Titled Douluo's sect at the end of the day, and only Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and Clear Sky Sect will be left."
He stopped, turned around, and his eyes fell on Xue Xing's face.
"Clear Sky Sect is far away from the Star Luo Empire, and the relationship with the Star Luo Empire is very subtle."
"Why don't you go and get in touch with Yu Yuanzhen first?"
"Let's see if we can reach some agreement with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Sect and let them become our country-protecting sect."
"Yes!"
Xue Xing responded, straightening his back and saying in a loud voice:
"I'll do it right away!"
After saying that, he turned around and left quickly. The sound of his footsteps gradually went away along the corridor and disappeared in the direction of the door of the house.