Tang San's Ambition Exposed, The Continent Begins a Joint Hunt

Ning Rongrong flipped the Seven Treasures Token in her palm, the character "Ning" on its back facing Tang San.

"Confirmed."

"Someone I vouch for, it's not your place to question."

Tang San pressed down his sleeve, asking no further.

Teacher Zhao, clutching the registration document, hurried away from the training ground with the pile of hidden weapons, the gravel crunching loudly under his feet.

Most of the observing students had also dispersed.

Xiao Chenyu, carrying an empty bun bag, squatted behind the wooden fence with Wang Sheng, whispering.

"Tang San lost big time in today's match."

Wang Sheng turned the bag inside out.

"More than lost, he wanted to investigate Brother Su, but all his hidden weapons were confiscated and registered. What do you call that? Losing both the wife and the soldiers."

Su Hang returned to Xiao Chenyu's small courtyard with Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong.

Once the courtyard gate was closed, the outside chatter was shut out.

Ning Rongrong re-hung the Seven Treasures Token on her waist and sat by the stone table.

"Su Hang, I helped you out, you owe me a favor."

Xiao Wu immediately tugged on Su Hang's sleeve.

"She came on her own, why do you owe her?"

Ning Rongrong tilted her head.

"Can you let him speak for himself?"

Su Hang patted Xiao Wu's hand.

"I'll remember the favor, but there's no rush to repay it."

Ning Rongrong pouted and didn't press the issue.

She carried her small bag into the side room, and as the door closed, the courtyard finally fell quiet.

Xiao Wu leaned against the stone table, her toes tapping the leg of a stool.

"Brother Su Hang, are you writing your diary tonight?"

Su Hang moved his teacup to the edge of the table.

"Yes."

Xiao Wu rested her chin on her arm.

"Then don't write too late."

Su Hang didn't reply. Only after the lights in the courtyard had dimmed significantly did he pull out the gilded diary from under the table.

The tip of the pen touched the paper, and before the ink had even dried, the duplicate copy had already begun to synchronize.

[Douluo Calendar Year 2641, late at night.]

[The little princess of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect snuck to Nuoding. Ning Fengzhi is probably furious enough to have crushed his teacups.]

[Tang San played dirty today, dragging Yu Xiaogang to complain that I used dark arts. As a result, all his hidden weapons were registered, poison arrows, fine needles, sleeve crossbows, not a single one missed.]

[Yu Xiaogang continued to cover for him, his skill level stable. He spoke of synergy, but in reality, the combination of Blue Silver Grass leaking and hidden weapons missing the mark almost hit his own teacher.]

The pen paused, and Su Hang turned to the next page.

[The crisis facing the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect is deeper than Ning Rongrong can see.]

[The Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda is stuck in its level progression. Ning Fengzhi knows this, as do Chen Xin and Gu Rong. But what's truly deadly is that once a great war breaks out, the auxiliary value of the Seven Treasures will make all factions target it.]

[Immortal Herbs can promote martial soul evolution, but their specific locations and how to obtain them can only be written in fragments for now. Writing too much would cause those who need to guard against it to act prematurely.]

Su Hang put down his pen and added a few more lines.

[The set of hidden weapons Tang San possesses is very dangerous. Right now, it's just sleeve arrows and fine needles, but once his soul power increases and he combines it with Blue Silver Grass to block paths, low-level soul masters won't be able to defend against it at all.]

[What's more troublesome is that this type of person is best at borrowing resources. They can use anyone's resources and then justify it with a set of principles.]

[If he manages to get close to a major sect and obtain systematic material supply, the upgrade speed of his hidden weapons will increase severalfold.]

The diary was closed, and the duplicate copy had already been sent.

In the side room, Ning Rongrong had already pulled her quilt up to her chin, ready to sleep.

The gilded cover by her pillow suddenly emitted a faint glow, and a new page turned automatically.

She sat up and read through the pages.

Upon seeing the words "snuck away," she gritted her teeth.

Upon seeing "hidden weapon system is dangerous," she tightened her grip on the corner of the quilt by half.

Upon seeing "Immortal Herbs" and "martial soul evolution," her hand stopped at the edge of the paper, her thumb rubbing back and forth twice.

The last paragraph read, "If he manages to get close to a major sect."

Ning Rongrong pressed the Diary against her knees, staring at the wooden beams of the ceiling.

Tang San had taken the initiative to speak to her today, talking about "nice to meet you" and "asking for advice."

Yu Xiaogang had also crowded in, analyzing the evolutionary direction of the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda.

Thinking back on that set of rhetoric now, every single sentence had been aimed at latching onto the Seven Treasures.

She shoved the Diary back under her pillow and rolled over, wrapping herself tightly in the quilt, yet she couldn't close her eyes for a long time.

Thousands of miles away, the inner courtyard of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect was brightly lit.

Ning Fengzhi sat in his study with four urgent reports spread out before him.

The first was the note Ning Rongrong had left behind, arrogant in its phrasing and scribbled in messy handwriting.

The second was the tracking route from the guard team; the carriage had already entered Notting City.

The third and fourth reports came from the Heaven Dou trade routes and the southern undercover posts, respectively, and their contents pointed to the same name.

Su Hang.

Gu Rong pushed the door open and entered, still holding half a bowl of cold soup in his hand.

"Fengzhi, it's not like this is the first time you've seen the little princess's temper. If you chase her back, she'll throw a tantrum for half a month."

Ning Fengzhi folded the urgent reports.

"I won't chase her."

Gu Rong nearly spilled the soup.

"You won't chase her? How old is she, running off to Notting City all by herself?"

Ning Fengzhi stood up and walked to the window.

"Send out secret sentries to protect Rongrong first. Then investigate Su Hang and Tang San—investigate both of them."

Chen Xin's voice drifted in from outside the door.

"I have already had the people on the northern line move on Su Hang's information. As for Tang San, to what extent do you want to investigate him?"

Ning Fengzhi paused for a moment.

"Investigate the origin of his Hidden Weapons and see if there is a sect backing him."

Spirit City, Pope Palace.

Bibi Dong sat on the high throne, the secret letter and the copy of the Diary that Chrysanthemum Douluo had just delivered placed beside her.

The candlelight flickered, and her fingers pressed down on those lines of text in the copy.

Hidden Weapon system.

Borrowing resources to amplify power.

She picked up the secret letter, which contained Chrysanthemum Douluo's observation records from today: Tang San's demonstration of Hidden Weapons in the training ground had been registered, the Sleeve Crossbow mechanism was crafted with precision, and the source of the poison remained to be investigated.

Bibi Dong placed the secret letter next to the candlestick.

"Yue Guan."

Chrysanthemum Douluo emerged from the shadows, his blonde hair groomed meticulously.

"This subordinate is here."

Bibi Dong pointed to the secret letter.

"Continue investigating Tang San's Hidden Weapons. Where the materials come from, how the poison is extracted, and who taught him the mechanisms—dig it all out for me."

Chrysanthemum Douluo acknowledged the order and withdrew, his footsteps fading into the depths of the long corridor.

Heaven Dou Empire, Eastern Palace.

Qian Renxue sat before the window, holding the last page of the Diary copy in her hand.

The candlelight cast a faint glow on her profile, and a hint of a smile hung at the corners of her mouth.

Tang San hadn't even fully grown yet, and he had already stirred the academy into such a state.

A Hidden Weapon ambush, a counter-accusation, only to be suppressed on the spot by the Seven Treasures Token.

She closed the copy and tapped her fingers against the window frame.

"Serpent Spear."

A human figure emerged from the shadows.

"Your Highness."

Qian Renxue placed the copy on the corner of the table.

"The little princess of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect has run off to Notting City. Keep an eye on the Seven Treasures' secret lines in Heaven Dou, and report any movement immediately."

Serpent Spear retreated without a sound.

Xiao Chenyu's small courtyard, in front of Su Hang's table.

The

System Panel

lit up with a pale gold border.

[Ning Rongrong Favorability: 15%→22%.]

[Bibi Dong Emotional Fluctuation: +18. Qian Renxue Emotional Fluctuation: +12.]

[Mall points increased by 420.]

[Triggered Reward: Level 2 Mall Item Preview Access ×1. Browsing only, purchase currently unavailable.]

Su Hang swiped the panel, and the Level 2 item list expanded.

Most entries were grayed out, with only one item lit up.

[Spirit Soul Evolution Clue Fragment, required points: 8400. Current points: 1630.]

The gap was too wide.

Su Hang dismissed the panel and leaned back into his chair.

In the courtyard, the chirping of insects was intermittent.

The light in the side room had long since gone out; Ning Rongrong must have finished reading the Diary.

Soft footsteps sounded from behind.

Xiao Wu stood by the doorway draped in an outer robe, her hair loose, her fingers hooked around the doorframe.

"I knew you weren't asleep yet."

Su Hang pushed the Diary to the corner of the table.

"Why are you awake?"

Xiao Wu walked to his side and glanced at the closed Diary on the table.

"Brother Su Hang, will you help Ning Rongrong change her fate in the future, too?"

Su Hang turned his chair to look at her.

"I can help, but she has to prove which side she stands on first."